If you really want to recall this story you heard in college, Qi Yan has indeed forgotten it, but Dong Ye seems to be able to repeat it quite clearly.

At that time, the male classmate who shared the dormitory with them, Tian Hao, was a very, very outgoing person, and he claimed that the ghost story happened in Xinzhou City, and it was quite true...... This is just for reference, and many people like to emphasize things like "this is a true story...", before telling a ghost story.

As if he was afraid that others would not believe in evil.

Maybe it was because Tian Hao's language skills were relatively good, so the other five people in the dormitory at that time did sound creepy.

said that there was a girl named Lu Qian, and after graduating from high school, she casually found a part-time job in a less formal Internet café.

Everyone knows that the work of a salesperson in a small Internet café is not tiring, but the work and rest time are not very regular.

Although this girl named Lu Qian did not receive a good education at the beginning and dropped out of high school, a girl also realized the hardships of life after working as a casual worker for a few months.

So she is still more self-motivated, thinking about working in this Internet café for a while, saving money, and after saving enough money, she will learn something, what makeup, beauty, baking...... Even if the education is not high, it is better to have a skill than now.

It was late autumn, and it was already cool, and at night, the dead leaves were blown by the wind and streaked across the road, making the sound of a squirrel.

Lu Qian, as usual, will not get off work until nine o'clock in the evening at the earliest, which is still an early shift, and she doesn't have to stay up all night.

She doesn't look good, and she doesn't know how to dress up, so she doesn't have any boyfriends.

Every day after work, I go home alone, if I really stay up all night in the Internet café, it is okay, at least I can catch the morning bus, but I can only walk back after work at nine o'clock.

The family doesn't live too far away, and in order to save money, they rarely take taxis.

There is a large farmers' market in the southern part of Xinzhou City, where many vendors set up stalls to sell vegetables during the day, and after the night it is empty, leaving only the ground full of leftover vegetable leaves and the smell of poultry feces.

This vegetable farm is between the Internet café where Lu Qian works and the house she rents, and it is a necessary way to commute to work every day.

Even though it's night, the street is still next to the main road, so even though there aren't many pedestrians, cars still come and go, and the street lights are bright, so I don't think there's anything.

Lu Qian was wearing a tweed coat that she had picked up from the Internet, and pinched the neckline with her hand to prevent the wind, which could block the cold of the autumn wind to the greatest extent.

As usual, Lu Qian would hold her breath and cover her mouth and nose when she walked through the intersection of the vegetable market, because the smell of poultry feces was too strong, and it smelled even worse when it was blown by the wind.

The sidewalk hadn't been renovated in years, so it was a bit potholed, and if you walked in high-heeled leather boots like hers, you still had to watch out for it so that you wouldn't trip.

After hurriedly walking through the entrance of the vegetable market, Lu Qian breathed a sigh of relief, put her hands in her pockets and prepared to speed up her pace, and hurried home to take a hot bath and rest.

As she walked, she felt as if something was entangled in her feet, so she looked down and saw that the light was not as good as during the day, so it was not very clear, and she reached out and touched it to find out that it was a thin red silk thread, which was the kind used when sewing clothes, and it was not strong, but it was tangled and stuck between her feet, so she would have the subtle feeling just now.

"Tsk..." snorted impatiently, Lu Qian tore off the red silk thread wrapped around her boots in two or three clicks, shook her hand and let it float away with the wind.

It's normal to step on some small garbage while walking, so I don't take it to heart.

But when she walked more than a hundred meters ahead, a young girl's voice sounded vaguely in her ears, which was not clear at first, but the voice became clearer and clearer from far to near.

Later, Lu Qian was sure that she hadn't heard it wrong, there was really a little girl-like voice singing a ballad nearby.

She could even faintly hear the voice, but it wasn't very accurate due to the speed of the vehicle on the road.

It's like: "Xuan Lili ~ Xuan Lili ~ ~ A red thread is a slippery one, and the family is crying and hee-hee...... anyway, that's what she heard at the time.

Lu Qian looked back and saw that there was no one else on the empty sidewalk except herself, where did this sound come from?

Could it be the houses next to it?

She didn't have the heart to delve deeper, and a depressed feeling appeared in her heart, very uneasy and confused, which drove her to continue walking in stride.

In fact, the child's singing voice didn't last long, it was intermittent, and then it disappeared directly.

Lu Qian's salary was not high, so she shared a very dilapidated house in the old city with another girl, which belonged to the kind of place where you had to walk a few hundred meters away to even take out the garbage.

But because the female colleague was on the night shift today and had to stay overnight at an Internet café, even if the two of them shared a house, because of the relationship between the work, in fact, most of the time they stayed at home alone.

When she got downstairs to her house, the street lights weren't as bright as they had just been, and the old orange and dim lights could only light passers-by slightly.

Lu Qian took out her mobile phone and pressed it as she walked, it wasn't a smartphone at that time, it was just a flip cover.

She was thinking of sending a text message to her roommate, explaining that she had completely arrived home, worked in the same Internet café, and lived together, so the natural relationship was better.

The small living room she rented was the innermost part of this row of old houses, and she had just turned in, her head still looking down at the phone screen, when suddenly a little girl in a red dress came out from behind her and ran behind her with a cheerful step.

"Hmm!" Of course, this frightened Lu Qian, and the mobile phone fell to the ground, where did this little girl come from? Why did he jump out of his back so without warning?

Before Lu Qian could react, the half-grown little girl had already jumped to a long distance in front of her, her feet staggered and her hands dancing.

With long hair as black and shiny as the small leather shoes she wore on her feet, draped behind her back, this little girl was like going to a playground, walking and jumping all the way, and she never looked back, so Lu Qian couldn't see what she looked like.

The girl not only jumped in front of her, but also sang the faint nursery rhyme in a childish voice with a hint of trill.

This time Lu Qian finally heard it clearly, and the lyrics she sang should be ...... "Bloody ~~~ Bloody ~~~ A red thread is made of flowers, and I can't go home crying, crying, crying......"

"Hee-hee-hee, hehehaha~~" The little girl's voice sounded so pleasant, as innocent and cheerful as a wind chime.

But at this time, Lu Qian was like hearing some death knell, her whole body stiffened, her lips trembled slightly, and she didn't even bother to pick up her mobile phone, she just stared at her like that, and watched the back of the little girl in front of her fade away, and finally disappeared into the shadows of the house in the distance......