As far as the eye can see, there is only a raging fire.

The flames twisted and danced like unconscious demons, licking the air around them, making them scorching and burning out the oxygen, making it difficult to breathe......

"Ha, ha, ......"

Mo Nian gasped for air, trying to get more oxygen in his lungs so that he wouldn't suffocate too much.

However, it didn't work.

Hot air mixed with black soot poured into her trachea and lungs.

She felt something burning inside her, a scorching, blunt pain of cutting flesh.

It hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it's hard to breathe......

Mo Nian's consciousness became more and more blurred, and she ......

I want to sleep.

No matter how painful it is, as long as you fall asleep, you won't feel bad, right?

Mo Nian drooped his eyelids and slowly closed them, and the fiery red flames around him were gradually covered by darkness......

“…… Mo Nian! ”

Suddenly, a voice cut through the darkness and pulled Mo Nian's consciousness that was about to sink ashore.

The voice was too far away.

The noise of the surrounding flames and burning objects distorted the sound that came from afar.

Mo Nian couldn't tell whether the voice was male or female, old or young.

But the voice came into her ears inexplicably and clearly, as if hysterical, hoarse-

"Mo Nian!"

"Mo Nian!"

"Mo Nian!"

And just like that, one after another, her name was called.

Mo Nian struggled, and when she opened her eyes, she wanted to see who the owner of that voice was.

But even when I opened my eyes, all I could see was a burning flame, followed by a suffocation.

It's so uncomfortable......

She really, didn't want to face such a world.

She thought so much that she went to sleep......

When you fall asleep, it doesn't hurt.

Mo Nian couldn't help but close his eyes again.

"Mo Nian!"

But that voice sounded again.

Although it has become weak, it still gives people the feeling of trying their best, as if all hope is pinned on this cry-

"Mo Nian!"

"Don't die!"

"Don't close your eyes!"

……

“——？！”

Mo Nian opened his eyes and sat up from the bed.

"Again...... That dream ......"

Mo Nian raised his hand and stroked his forehead, and unexpectedly, he felt a layer of cold sweat, and the back of his pajamas was also wet.

"That fire from fourteen years ago...... Why do I always dream of that day? ”

Mo Nian frowned, "And ......"

The voice......

Who is it?

Who was the one who called her name in her dream, told her not to die, and opened her eyes?

Mo Nian tried hard to remember that person, but no matter what she thought, the memory of the fire fourteen years ago was a blank.

Not only that, but she can't remember all the memories of the year before the fire.

The doctor said that she had lost part of her memory because she had hit her head.

She also asked her brother if there were anyone else at the scene of the fire.

My brother said, "No."

When the fire brigade arrived to put out the fire, there was no sign of anyone else present, except for the arsonist who had kidnapped her.

Or, the voice that kept calling her name was the arsonist.

Or, that voice didn't exist from beginning to end, it was just a dream of hers that gave her an illusion.

No matter how you think about it, Mo Nian simply didn't want to, got up and took a new pajamas to take a shower.

Over the years, she had this dream on and off, repeating it, and every time she thought about it, she would not remember any useful information, she had become accustomed to it.

After taking a shower, Mo Nian immediately went into the air-conditioned room, breathing rapidly, looking like he was about to run out of breath.

After the fire fourteen years ago, Mo Nian left a shadow, once the temperature around her was too hot, she would have difficulty breathing, and the summer bath was tantamount to torture for her.

After a while, Mo Nian's breathing eased a little, she picked up her phone, clicked on the screen and looked, it was five fifty.

With a light breath, Mo Nian put down his phone, fell back to the bed, pulled the corner of the air conditioner quilt over his stomach, and closed his eyes.

I have to go to the Century Group to report at noon today.

On her first day on the job, she didn't want to look haggard and leave a bad impression.

After closing his eyes for only thirty seconds, Mo Nian's breathing became steady.

Sleep in seconds.

It is said that people without distractions are more likely to fall asleep, and after Mo Nian lost his feelings, he naturally had a lot of things that should have been troubled, and second sleep is also considered to be one of the few lucky "sequelae" in this unfortunate incident.

……

One o'clock at noon.

Mo Nian wore a white short-sleeved shirt and black trousers, and when she arrived at the Century Group building, she entered the elevator and pressed "58".

When the elevator door was about to close, Mo Nian felt something in her handbag vibrate, she opened the bag, and took out her mobile phone with a light screen from it.

When I clicked on it, it was my brother who sent her WeChat, which was a reply to the message she had taken a photo of lunch before: "Don't always just buy chicken leg rice, and occasionally buy other flavors of bento." ”

Mo Nian replied: "Got it." ”

After sending the message, the elevator door was about to close, Mo Nian glanced at the elevator door with only one slit left, and a strange feeling suddenly surged in his heart-

It was as if someone was passing by and glancing at her.

Who?

Do you want to take the elevator?

Mo Nian subconsciously pressed the door button of the elevator, but the elevator had already risen.

Anyway, there are other elevators, so there shouldn't be a hurry, right?

Mo Nian didn't bother and let go of his fingers.

At the same time, the elevator door on the first floor.

A slender finger pressed on the door button, but the display above the elevator lit up with the number "2".

It was clear that the man who seemed to want to open the elevator door was a step too slow.

"President?"

A voice rang out from behind the man.

"Nothing."

The owner of the finger withdrew his hand.

It was a young man in a wheelchair, and behind him, stood a man his age with gold-rimmed glasses and a smile on his face.

"It's just dazzling."

The young man in the wheelchair swept the closed elevator door, his brows furrowed slightly, why did he hallucinate again, and the woman's face flashed in front of him?

Is......

The ghost is not gone.

……

Secretarial office on the 58th floor of Century Group.

Mo Nian knocked on the door, and was about to wait for the people inside to agree before opening the door.

But suddenly, the door was opened from the inside.

"Thank you......"

Mo Nian was just about to say thank you, but a flower in front of her eyes, and a white shadow flashed.

When she came back to her senses, she found that there was no one behind the half-open door, as if it was not a person who opened the door for her just now, but a ghost.

Mo Nian thought for a moment and pushed the door in.

"Haha, was it scared just now?"

Suddenly, a cheerful young male voice rang out, and there was no malice in the laughter.

Mo Nian followed the prestige, and saw a man in a red and black plaid shirt and white slacks sitting behind a desk, turning half of his body to look at her, with an apologetic smile on his wheat-skinned face.

"Secretary Liang has always been like this, coming and going without a trace."

The man said, gesturing to the desk across from him, "But she doesn't mean anything, she just doesn't like to be in contact with the living, don't mind." ”

It's just that there is a partition in the middle of the desk, and Mo Nian can only vaguely see the top of his head, and he can't see the true face of the other party.

"You should be the new secretary who came to report today as Secretary Wang said, right?" The man said, "Secretary Wang has gone to a meeting, and he will be back soon after seeing the time, so you can wait." ”

"Hello, my name is Mo Nian."

Mo Nian walked into the secretary's room, bowed slightly to the direction of the man and the mysterious secretary Liang behind the partition, greeted politely, and looked at the secretary's room with his eyes.

The secretary's room has a simple structure, with desks in the center and partitions for each desk to ensure privacy as well as privacy.

In addition, there is a conference table in the secretary's room, as well as a cabinet for documents, and a printer next to the cabinet.

Inside, there is a small room separated by a glass wall, which seems to be a pantry.

"Coming?"

Before Mo Nian could observe the other details in the secretary's room, a voice sounded from behind.

When I turned my head, I saw a capable man with a worrying hairline walking in through the door.

Mo Nian recognized at a glance that this was the main interviewer who interviewed her, and the other interviewers called him "Secretary Wang".

"Hello." Mo Nian immediately greeted him.

"No need for polite words."

Secretary Wang is very vigorous and does not talk nonsense, "Next, I will briefly introduce you to the other people in the secretary's room, as well as the business you are going to do next, you must memorize the general content within two hours, because after two hours, the president will come back, if you make a common sense mistake in front of him——"

Speaking of this, Secretary Wang paused and looked at Mo Nian with a serious expression, "Then I'm sorry, Miss Mo Nian, you probably have to pack up your things and leave immediately." ”