"Really..."Han Dongzhi scratched his head embarrassedly, and the smile on his face grew.

"I'll send you the photo of my niece and her contact information to see if it's your 'dish'." Aunt Yuan said to Han Dongzhi in the popular words of young people, deliberately shortening the generation gap between the two.

Han Dongzhi felt an indescribable strangeness in his heart, and he nodded in response: "Thank you, Auntie, for thinking about my personal problems." ”

As he spoke, he sent Aunt Yuan to the door, and suddenly remembered the uncle next door, and said casually: "I remember, the room next door is also Aunt Yuan's." ”

"That's right, that man's lease is coming soon, I don't know if he will continue to live here." Aunt Yuan thought about it and said.

"Auntie, why did you rent the house to him in the first place?" Han Dongzhi lowered his voice very low, for fear that he would be listened to by the next door because the house was not well insulated.

"The person who came to rent a house with me at that time was not this man, but his wife, otherwise how could I rent the house to him, that face is weird and scary." Aunt Yuan whispered.

"I don't think I've ever seen his wife." Han Dongzhi was surprised, he had never seen a woman come in and out of the door since he moved here.

"I heard that his wife ran away with someone." Aunt Yuan whispered in Han Dongzhi's ear.

Han Dongzhi was clear, and he felt a little more sympathy for the strange uncle in his heart, "So that's the case, then he is also pitiful." ”

After Aunt Yuan left, Han Dongzhi closed the door, and the ugly face of the uncle next door with scars appeared in his mind again, and he locked the door from the inside with the key.

Standing under the unkempt head of the bathroom, the hot water gradually washed away the tiredness of the body. Han Dongzhi sighed in his heart that he was really not suitable for nightlife, and he would still write obediently at home in the future.

Thinking of the suspense he had just started, he couldn't help but sigh again, "I always feel that I have no inspiration recently, and I was thinking about it some time ago..."

Some time ago, it happened to be the time with Hao Rui day and night, since the encounter with the chaos shop downstairs of the Binjiang apartment, that boy has become a part of Han Dongzhi's life.

However, when he disappeared inexplicably, Han Dongzhi always felt empty in his heart, and his inspiration disappeared with him.

The glass of the bathroom was filled with water vapor, and Han Dongzhi wrote a big "? "Hao Rui, where did he go?

Today, he took a bath for a longer time than before, and Han Dongzhi was still immersed in thinking about the mystery of Hao Rui's disappearance, and the water column above his head suddenly became thin and thin.

"Damn! Why did the water stop? He maximized the water level switch in the shower, but there was still no response. The soap bubbles on his body had not yet been rinsed, and Han Dongzhi depressedly took a towel to wipe it.

Suddenly, the sprinkler head was ticking again, and it seemed that water was coming again.

Han Dongzhi stretched out his hand and grabbed it on his head, and his heart was suddenly shocked. It wasn't the touch of tap water, it was a more viscous liquid...

In the dim light, the ten fingers in front of him were stained with blood. "Bang, bang, bang," his heart beat like a drum, and he heard a scream coming out of his throat: "Ah--!! ”

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In her sleep, Star Swirl sees a dense forest in front of her. Suddenly, between the leaves, there was a faint black shadow, like a ghost shuttling through the forest. She quietly followed the figure into the woods.

The man looked up suddenly, and through a beautiful cluster of leaves, Star Swirl saw a pair of dark eyes.

"Haorui?" She immediately called out his name. His eyes widened, as if frightened, and he turned and ran deeper into the woods.

"Where are you going?" Star Swirl shouted at his back and chased after him, but there was no sign of Hao Rui.

A small river flows slowly through the trees, and the grass by the river is faintly bright red. It doesn't seem like a flower bush or some kind of natural landscape.

Star Swirl walked towards the red and leaned down to see what it was a red dress covered in mud.

This red dress may have been lying by the river for many days and nights, lying here alone, uncared for.

She suddenly remembered what Bai Xiaohan had said: "When Hao Rui was sent to the hospital, he was wearing a red dress. ”

Star Swirl's fingers trembled as she grabbed a corner of her red dress, fearful and curious. She dipped her dress in the clear water, and ripples followed, as if a young woman was bathing in the river.

Moments later, Star Swirl fished out the red dress, which had been washed away from the mud and dirt from its surface, revealing an even more vivid red color, emitting a dazzling reflection of wetness.

She took the dress in front of her eyes and looked it up and down, only to see that it was not the size of a child, but a dress worn by an adult woman.

"Hee-hee..." a cool laugh came from behind her, and Star Swirl quickly turned her head to look, and those dark eyes were watching her not far away.

"Haorui," Star Swirl called, "can you tell me what happened to you?" ”

The boy stretched out his thin white fingers and pointed into the river.

Star Swirl fixed her eyes on the slowly flowing river, seemingly able to see everything at the bottom. "What does that mean?" She looked back at Hao Rui, but the child was nowhere to be seen.

"The river... Is it drowning here? Star Swirl's gaze returns to the river, and she sees her own clear reflection, which is wearing the red dress.

What's going on? Star Swirl looks down at the clothes she was wearing, which was still the same plain T-shirt. And the reflection on the surface of the river smiled coldly at her.

All of a sudden, fear struck. Star Swirl hurriedly took a step back, but felt the stone under her feet be wet and slippery, and her entire body lost its center of gravity and fell backwards.

The sky swirled, unknown purple wildflowers fluttering around, pale green wild meadows, cold river water...

In just a few seconds, the river rushed towards her, and before she had time to open her mouth to make a sound, the capillaries had contracted violently with the river, and the cold feeling spread throughout her body.

After a few seconds, the river returned to calm, and a mist drifted over the creek, as if no one had ever been here.

The water is deep.

Surprisingly deep, less than two meters from the shore, it is already completely bottomless. The cold water world seems to be cut off from the outside world, like the silent night of the Arctic Ocean.

Instinctively, Star Swirl struggles in the water, waving her hands upwards as hard as she can, but she can't catch the surface at all. She felt herself sinking vertically, her feet completely suspended in the air.

Suddenly, something sounded in her ears, rising from some distant corner and floating beside her.