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A screeching sound of brakes and a strong inertia pushed me out, and my head hit the wall of the bunk opposite, and I bared my teeth in pain.

"I'm grass! The train brakes so hard?! ”

Shen Mo was okay, he hit me directly on the back, but he was startled.

The train taxied for some distance, but it came to a slow stop. There was a commotion in the carriage, and people opened their windows and leaned out to observe the situation ahead.

After a while, the train attendant came in and shouted:

"Passengers, don't panic, there is a landslide ahead, the train cannot pass, the local railway section has been contacted, and the emergency repair personnel will be in place immediately, please be patient, don't worry."

Before she finished her words, some of them had already begun to curse loudly, saying that if Lao Tzu was late, he would compensate for the loss.

I glanced at the adi clover that the man was wearing, which had an extra leaf, smiled, and turned back to sit down on my bunk.

Shen Mo pouted her ass and leaned out of the car window, trying to see the situation ahead.

I laughed and slapped her ass:

"Come back! Be careful of falling, I won't save you. ”

She retracted herself, turned her head to glare, closed the window, leaned over and sat down beside me, and whispered to me:

"Do you think this is coming for us?"

I was a little surprised by her imagination and shook my head:

"No, that's not something that those things can have. The Force of Nature is the most mysterious and powerful force in the world, and you can rest assured that it is not something that can be controlled by those ghosts. ”

Shen Mo nodded, reached out and opened the computer that had just been slammed shut. Fortunately, I didn't crash the computer just now, the screen is still on, and the story I haven't finished reading is above:

"At that time, I wanted to cry, and I wanted to rush up and fight him, but I found that I couldn't move at all. It wasn't until he had finished venting his animalistic desires on my already cold corpse that he had my body pushed out of the operating room.

I've been following the man pushing my corpse, and no matter how hard I try, I can't leave.

He pushed my body into the basement, placed it on the board, and skilfully peeled off the whole human skin to make a human doll. It was also from that time that I could only passively follow all his instructions, and I had to do whatever he wanted me to do.

At first, I didn't feel anything wrong with it, and he helped me recover the souls of my two children, and although I was a ghost, I was still satisfied to be with my own children.

Until, I saw the bodies of my two children made by him look like that, locked in a small cage, and gnawing on those disgusting things with bloody flesh every day.

I was angry and tried to get my child back, but I found that I was like a puppet in front of the man, just his toys and tools, and it was impossible to resist.

After a long time, I don't dare and don't want to resist anymore, maybe even a ghost will suffer from that kind of disease called Stockholm Comprehensive Syndrome, when he allowed me to find Jia Zhufeng for revenge, my heart was full of gratitude.

You know the rest, I don't want to justify anything, I don't want your sympathy and pity, I just hope that my story can be known by more people, and it can be a wake-up call for girls who share my experience. ”

After reading the message, I closed my computer and sighed. Shen Mo asked me suspiciously:

"What's wrong? Is there anything wrong? ”

I shook my head, and my voice was a little lonely:

"Any conscious object that exists in this world has helplessness and pain that cannot be understood by others...

Shen Mo smiled and said teasingly:

"What? Did you take philosophy as an elective in college? ”

I smiled and rubbed her hair without speaking.

It was getting dark, but the train still didn't have the slightest intention of moving.

The train is between two mountains, and when you look up, you can see a quiet dense forest, and the evening breeze blows, and the shadows of the trees are waving, which is somewhat like the opening scene in a ghost movie.

As the last rays of the sun were completely swallowed up by the darkness, the carriage gradually quieted down, and the dim light reflected on the face, some indescribably depressing.

Shen Mo ate something, lay down on the bunk and fell asleep. I put the computer on my lap and crackled on the keyboard.

What has happened recently is not as strange as it is shocking, but it is somewhat sensational.

At least, I can't accept it.

I'm going to write about these things, whether people see them or not, whether people care about them or not.

"Huh"

The computer automatically shuts down and runs out of power. I closed the computer angrily, stood up and moved my sore back, walked to the link of the carriage and lit a cigarette, and quietly looked out the window at the mountain, the light blue smoke rising, blurring my vision.

Suddenly, the lights in the carriage went out, and all kinds of complaints and curses rang in my ears in a mess.

I quickly extinguished the cigarette butt in my hand and walked back to the carriage, Shen Mo woke up and was calling me anxiously, his voice mixed with a hint of crying.

I groped my way over and took her in my arms. She hugged me tightly, her body trembled slightly, and her voice was a little choked:

"I'm a little scared!"

I know what she said is true, since I woke up, I haven't found a trace of Shanshan in her, maybe she is really used to being Shen Mo, living a plain and stable life, and doesn't want to go back to the past.

I kissed her lightly on the cheek and said with a smile:

"Looking at the way you look now, I really miss Shanshan who punched me with a stomach cramp in the first place."

She laughed out loud, raised her hand and twisted it around my waist:

"I think you're a cheap skin, and if you don't beat you for a long time, you'll have itchy skin, right?"

I bared my teeth and inhaled the cool air, and my face was full of smirk:

"Yes, yes, that's it, hey, okay, okay, pinch again tomorrow, pinch again tomorrow, my grass, it hurts!"

Although he had a smile on his face, he felt very bad in his heart. To be honest, this is also not the life I want, always dealing with those things. But what can I do? I didn't even write a novel voluntarily!

Ever since I first met Qingxian, I was destined to wade into this murky water. It's easy to get in, but if you want to get out, it's not something I can control.

After experiencing these things again and again, I have gradually come to believe in the so-called arrangement of fate, and even the picture I saw when I was abandoned as a baby.

My fate should be like this, I was born to attract ghosts, and this is not something I can change. Maybe what I can do is to find a way to find the meaning of my existence in this kind of life, and then enjoy this kind of happiness that ordinary people can't experience...