My impression of the skinny ex-girlfriend is stuck on a few keywords. Vertex updated the fastest for her name and looks, and forgot to clean up.

When I was in college, I didn't see her much or see her, and I didn't talk to her much. It can't be strange that such a person would be forgotten.

But after knowing the identity, corresponding to that face, the dregs in my memory flooded, and it also confirmed the identity of the other party.

Compared with the young college freshman, the woman at this moment looks much more mature, and there are many changes in her facial features. It is also possible that the other party's long black hair, which was not groomed, has turned into brown curls. This hairstyle change still has a great impact. Coupled with the fact that her hair covered her face, it made me even more unfamiliar with her.

After a few confirmations, I began to think about other issues.

Dreaming of this woman means that she is dead.

Although I don't know each other, the other party is the ex-girlfriend of the thin man, and I have been in contact with the thin man before. It can't be said that the relationship is still unfinished, but in the end it is a very close person. When this man died, what kind of mood should the thin man have?

I sighed a little.

After going around in a movable area, not seeing yin qi, and not finding anything weird, I had nothing to do.

If I could, of course I would save this woman. It's just that I don't know what will happen to her, and I'll have to improvise when the time comes.

The phone rang again.

This time it's the sound of an alarm clock.

The woman got up lazily and was confused for a while before getting out of bed and going to the bathroom.

After washing, changing clothes, eating, and swiping your phone......

None of this series of actions were related to the supernatural.

The woman put down her phone and ran to put on makeup.

I watched her modify her face shape and facial features, and I felt more and more strange to her.

However, when I saw her go to the study to get the tarot cards and calculate the hexagram, a sense of familiarity was born.

"Not bad." The woman said, taking out her phone and searching for something.

I floated over and glanced at it, and it was the content of the horoscope. Looking at what is shown above, the woman should have smooth sailing today.

I glanced at the time and date displayed on my phone.

This is what happened three days ago.

The woman put her phone in her small bag, changed her shoes, and finally went out.

She sat on the subway for an hour and messaged the man named Tiantian.

I watched her get out of the car on Zhoushan Road, and I was still confused about what she was going to do.

There should be no commercial area on this side of Zhoushan Road.

The woman walks through the subway station with all her own way. Take the escalator up from Exit 3, go straight and turn to Yuqing Road.

This is the residential area.

At the gate of a community, she saw a woman standing on the side of the road playing with her mobile phone, and shouted from afar. The woman turned around, waved at her, and put her phone away.

It's supposed to be every day.

I look at this day. Pretty short hair, highlighting a few handfuls of hair to purple. Dressed in casual attire and dressed smartly. Very ordinary. There is no yin qi on the body, and it doesn't look like it's wearing strange things.

The two women walked into the residential area holding hands and walked around to the residential building marked Seventeen.

Rang the doorbell every day.

Room 402.

"Why did you suddenly remember to look for Arabic? What's going on? "Every day, while waiting for someone to open the door, I asked about the woman.

They walked all the way just now, talking about the trivial things of life after eating and drinking, and now the topic seems to have turned to business.

Arabic ...... I made a note of the name.

"There's just something I want to ask." The woman replied, a little evasive, and her thoughts drifted a little away.

I accidentally saw the face of the thin man in the woman's consciousness. However, that face is also green, as if it was a thin man when he first entered college. The woman's voice didn't change much.

"Qi Bai ......"

Qi Bai, by the way, the thin man's ex-girlfriend is called this name.

"Hey, hey, you're Sichun? Looking for Arabic to ask this? "Tian Tian has already screamed.

The thin man's ex-girlfriend came back to her senses, her expression was slightly unnatural, "yes, just ask this." ”

"Someone chasing you?" Get excited every day.

A voice came over the intercom. Her voice is low, but she can hear that it is a woman's voice.

"Ayu, we're here!" Tian Tian first said to the walkie-talkie.

With a clang, the door lock opened.

pulled Qi Bai inside every day, and was still interrogating Qi Bai's feelings.

I'm having mixed feelings at this moment.

Qi Bai thought of the thin man, Qi Bai should be looking for a fortune teller to calculate her and the thin man's affairs today.

As an outsider, seeing such a past, and thinking of the fact that Qi Bai has died, his heart inevitably becomes heavy.

The two of them went upstairs, and the direction of action was clear, obviously not the first time they had been here.

A crack opened in the door of 402.

After the two entered, they changed their slippers in the hallway, and their movements were still smooth and skillful.

Close the door and walk inside, and you can see the woman lying on the sofa in the living room watching TV.

The image of the woman is a bit supernatural. The long black hair reached the waist, long and many, black and pressed, and the face was small. She also had equally heavy Qi bangs that covered her eyebrows and slightly covered some of her eyes.

The woman wore a black nightdress, with lace layers upon layers, which looked heavy.

The woman's skin is the color of the pale color, so white that it is transparent, and you can see the blood vessels under the skin.

Although the image of the woman is very supernatural, the TV that the woman is watching is not magical at all. It was a funny variety show, and the people in the show were giggling, and the audience made fake hilarious sounds from time to time.

The woman's face was expressionless, which made the atmosphere eerie.

"Ayu, don't lie down! Hurry up! Someone chased it for nothing! "Shout every day.

The woman named Arabic raised her eyelids, "Isn't she often chased?" ”

"This time it's different! We were moved in vain! "I screamed every day.

Qi Bai didn't speak, didn't agree, didn't object.

The Arabic sat up from the couch and walked out lazily, "That's it for today's topic?" ”

"Yes, yes!" The answer is every day.

The three of them walked to a door.

The door is black, which is different from the warm and simple decoration style of this house, but it fits well with the Arabic language.

Pushing open the door and turning on the light, it was still dark in the room.

The windows are boarded up and are not transparent to light. The walls and ceiling are painted black. The chandelier hanging from the ceiling is an exaggerated crystal chandelier, but the light is dim and the color of the light is purple.

The black room was lit up with purple light, and it suddenly became strange.

Under the crystal lamp is a round table with two chairs facing each other. But there is also a row of chairs against the wall. They are all wooden chairs with backrests, the outline of the back of the chair is carved, and the back of the chair is a strange embroidery pattern, which looks very oppressive.

The flannel cloth on the round table is also embroidered, and the pattern content is intricate. I looked at it a few times, but I couldn't see the name from the abstract pattern.

The things on the flannel are familiar.

It was a crystal ball, the size of a volleyball, reflecting purple light and faintly emitting other colors of light.