The woman's legs went limp, and she fell to the ground.

What is that? A ghost standing on your doorstep? Or is it a monster?

After half a minute, the doorbell finally stopped, and the room was as silent as death. The woman's stiff body stood up again, trembling and looking out of the cat's eye again, and there was nothing outside.

Just as she was breathing a sigh of relief, the doorbell rang again. When the woman picked up her mobile phone in a panic and wanted to call the police, she suddenly heard a female voice outside the door: "Is Ms. Liu at home?" I'm Officer White. ”

The woman trembled and leaned on the cat's eye and looked out, making sure that it was Bai Xiaohan, so she opened the door lock.

Seeing the woman with a frightened face, Bai Xiaohan was really taken aback, he hadn't seen him for a few days, and the person in front of him had a gray face, and he looked haggard as if he had aged by more than ten years overnight.

"What's wrong with you?" Bai Xiaohan asked.

The woman touched her thin cheek and said hesitantly, "Xiaohui... Xiaohui: He's gone. ”

"Don't panic, I'll help you go out and find it." Bai Xiaohan comforted.

The woman nodded twice, her eyes flickered, and she said, "Okay, I'll go with you." ”

Bai Xiaohan hurriedly waved his hand: "Your face looks very bad, why don't you stay at home, and maybe Xiaohui will come back by himself in a while?" ”

The woman nodded again, looked at Bai Xiaohan's departing back, and silently thought in her heart: "If you leave, don't come back, never come back." ”

Bai Xiaohan searched around the house where the woman lived, but couldn't find Xiaohui. At this time, she suddenly remembered Tang Zhengwen's apartment not far away, and her strong sixth sense told her that maybe Xiaohui was there.

When Bai Xiaohan walked into the gray apartment building again, she suddenly heard a low cry, which was the woman's complaining cry, as if she had long hands and feet, and burrowed into her ears.

She followed the voice onto the rooftop.

The wind ruffled her hair, and half of her face was covered in messy strands of hair. Bai Xiaohan looked around the entire rooftop, and couldn't see any figures.

The cry caught in the wind seemed to change direction, Bai Xiaohan carefully identified it, and found that the sound seemed to be coming from downstairs.

She walked down the stairs and slowly approached a room on the fifth floor. The seal on the door was torn open at some point, and this is where Tang Zhengwen lived before his death.

In an instant, she only felt that a little girl's face flashed in front of her, and that face reflected a faint blue light, passing by.

It's so fast! There was no longer a little girl in front of him, Bai Xiaohan looked towards the end of the corridor, it was endless pitch black, and he couldn't see anything.

Suddenly, she felt the corners of her clothes being pulled down, looked down, and found that Xiaohui was standing silently beside her, looking at her with a pair of innocent eyes, and there was no longer the indifference when she first met.

"Xiaohui? What are you doing here? ”

"It was my sister in white who brought me here."

Bai Xiaohan took Xiaohui back to his adoptive mother's house.

When the woman saw Xiaohui's face, her originally calm expression became nervous again: "Officer Bai, where did you find this child?" ”

"On the rooftop of the building where Tang Zhengwen used to live."

"How could it be there?" The woman covered her mouth in disbelief and glanced at Xiaohui again, he stood behind Bai Xiaohan and looked at him silently, as if to say: Look, I'm back again.

Bai Xiaohan continued: "Because Xiaohui mentioned last time that a girl in white took him to the rooftop, I guess this time he will also..."

"Is that enough?" The woman suddenly interrupted Bai Xiaohan's words, and her face turned blue for a moment, "Don't talk to me about the girl in white anymore, are you going to drive me crazy?!" ”

Bai Xiaohan stretched out a hand to cover the woman's forehead, and sure enough, her forehead was already burning: "Ms. Liu, you should go to the doctor." ”

The woman touched Bai Xiaohan's cold fingers and immediately took a step back, "No-" Her consciousness began to be in a trance again, and her body was shaky.

"I'll take you to the hospital." Bai Xiaohan reached out to support the woman and felt her hot body.

"No, I'm fine," the woman pulled herself up, "you help me back to my room." ”

Bai Xiaohan helped the woman to lie down in the bedroom next door, picked up the empty water cup on the bedside table, and prepared to pour her a glass of water in.

"Thank you," the woman made an inaudible voice.

When Bai Xiaohan turned to look at her, he found that a trace of blood was oozing from the woman's nostrils and the corners of her mouth, "What's wrong with you?" ”

The woman raised her hand and wiped it, looking blankly at the blood stains on her hands: "Oh my God, why am I bleeding?" ”

Bai Xiaohan took out his mobile phone, dialed the emergency number, looked at the woman's rapidly decaying face, and felt that life was passing.

----

In the evening, Kwan Yulan showed up in Mr. X's consultation room, and she brought two photos.

"Let's see." Guan Yulan put the photo on the table.

It's a very weird group photo, with tall and short students standing in four rows, but all with their backs to the camera, and everyone is standing in a very strange posture, as if they are all standing on tiptoe.

"What is this?" Mr. X didn't quite understand the meaning of the photo.

"The seven missing students at Xichuan Middle School are all from the same class, and this is a group photo taken by them back then." Guan Yulan replied.

Qingbi's eyes suddenly darkened slightly, and Mr. X's gaze fell on another photo. The girl in the photo has exactly the same appearance as Tang Yitong, and even the melancholy in her eyes is exactly the same.

"Is this your sister?"

"That's right, this is the only photo I've kept," Guan Yulan replied softly, "If she's still alive, maybe I won't recognize her anymore." ”

Guan Yulan carefully took her sister's photo back into the mezzanine of her wallet.

Her sister Guan Yitong has been missing for fifteen years, and although everyone around her believes that she is dead, Guan Yulan can feel that her sister has been living in a corner of this world.

She knew that her sister had never liked her.

When she was born, the affection of her parents was focused on this little daughter. My sister would often take advantage of her parents' inattention to push her to the ground or deliberately break her toys.

That year, eight-year-old Guan Yitong and five-year-old Guan Yulan were playing in a park not far from their home. Originally, when it was time for her parents to get off work, her sister was supposed to take her home, but her sister tricked her into buying candy and left her alone in the park until dark.

Guan Yulan still remembers her young self standing in the dark and uninhabited park, waiting for her sister to come back from buying candy, and her heart was full of fear and uneasiness.

Until her mother found her and took her into her arms, she saw her sister behind her looking at her with cold eyes.

Sometimes, she felt that her sister was strange.