Ji Jiulan obviously didn't see any children, which is also a normal situation, but I was more concerned about the hostess of the hotel, when I mentioned the child, there was obviously a rapid change of expression on her face, and the corners of her mouth twitched downward, which represented disgust.

I didn't pay attention to the child who accosted me on the second floor, but walked directly to the hostess of the hotel and said: I take the liberty of asking, do you have a child?

The disgust was only for a moment, and then she had regained her previous calm and grace, and she smiled and shook her head and said, "I have no children."

Is it not born? Or was there something unexpected? I mean

I understand, something is wrong. The female boss nodded calmly and said: My husband was divorced before, he has a daughter, but the child has a congenital blood disease, which is a terminal illness, she is really pitiful when she is 5 years old, if she is still alive now, she should be 14 years old.

Nine years!

So, she died the year after your husband's death? I asked.

Yes. Is there anything wrong with this? The female boss asked rhetorically.

Then I'll get straight to the point. You don't like this little girl, or you hate her, and you wish she died soon, so after your husband died, you didn't even think about taking care of her.

My husband's family thinks the same way, and many people think I'm a ruthless woman. I admit that I did hate that kid because she made me lose the man I loved the most. My husband is weak himself, and in order to treat the child, my husband had three bone marrow transplants, which completely destroyed his body, and she killed my husband!

Speaking of this, the female boss breathed a sigh of relief, and then continued to face me with a smile and said: But I am taking care of her, I have fulfilled all the obligations of a stepmother, even better than her biological mother, because she is my husband's daughter, and my husband exchanged his life for her life, so no matter how much I hate her, I will take good care of her, and for her death, I can only say that I can't do anything about it, but I have a clear conscience.

I stared into the woman's eyes, and she looked back at me without any fear, with determination in her eyes.

All right. I nodded at her, I believe you. What is the girl's name?

Her name is Li Wei, and her nickname is Wei Wei. The landlady replied.

Does she always wear a white dress with a short ponytail? I briefly described the girl I saw.

Yes. Is she still in this hotel? The landlady raised her eyebrows and asked me, as if trying to make a surprised expression, but her face was too stiff to deceive me, and she already knew that the girl's ghost was still in the hotel.

But I didn't dismantle her, but nodded at her and said: If I'm not mistaken, she should be there, she was on the second floor just now, and asked me if I wanted to play with her.

She loves to play with Tibetan cats. Actually, I was thinking about taking care of the hotel, and I didn't have much time to spend with her, and she couldn't do too strenuous exercise, so I let her hide, and then I spent a long, long time looking for her.

She shouldn't have been in the hospital when she died, right?

No, the doctor said that there was no need to be hospitalized in her condition. I also hope that she can spend her last time in her favorite place.

Does her room still exist? I continued to ask.

Keep it, on the third floor, if you want to see it, I can take you there. With that, she was about to walk up the stairs.

I hurriedly waved my hand and said: Don't bother, I'll just go over and see it myself, I originally planned to go around on the third floor. After saying that, I turned around and walked quickly towards the stairs, but the female boss didn't chase after me.

On the second floor, I glanced down the hallway, but I didn't see the girl. I continued up to the third floor, and the hallway was still empty.

Vivi, where are you? Is it hidden? I shouted on the third floor, although my voice was not loud, but the hotel was very empty and quiet, and it is estimated that everyone on the first floor could clearly hear what I was saying.

Hide it! A little girl replied to me with a long voice.

The echo in the hotel was very strict, and it was difficult for me to discern the exact direction of the voice, but I vaguely felt that she was not downstairs, as if she was here on the third floor.

I'm coming for you! I shouted again, and then searched room by room along the hallway.

There was only one occupancy on the entire third floor, and there was only one door I couldn't knock on. I had looked at all the rooms, and finally came back to use the master key, but before I could put the key in the keyhole, the door opened, and a young man with long dirty hair poked his head out and stared at me with disgust.

I glanced around the room, but I didn't see the little girl, only an old laptop, a guitar, a large headset, a stack of paper sheet music, a dozen cans of Red Bull, and buckets of instant noodles stacked on top of each other. It seems that this young man is a depressed musician, who went to the mountains to create in order to find inspiration.

I'm not very good at dealing with these kinds of people, but I tried to ask: How long have you lived here?

Two weeks, what's wrong? He replied arrogantly.

Oh, it's okay, keep writing songs. I raised my hand in apology as I spoke.

He ignored me and slammed the door shut.

In this way, I have basically seen all the rooms on the third floor, except for the bathroom in the room of the musical youth. But I didn't think a little girl would hide in that kind of place, so I gave up and walked back to the little girl's room again.

Her room was on the innermost side of the corridor on the third floor, directly above the suicidal man's room, and it was about the same size as a guest room, but with a completely different layout, with a little princess bed, a variety of stuffed animals, and a small dresser. I don't know how the girl's room was set up before she died, but at a cursory glance, it seems that the proprietress has maintained the original appearance of the girl's room.

Vivi, where are you hiding? I can't find you, I surrender! I stood in her room and shouted.

A giggle followed, and this time I heard it clearly, it was coming from above me!

I looked up and saw what appeared to be a handle on the roof of the shed, and I pulled it over the small dresser, and then stood over the cabinet to reach the handle. I pulled down hard, and a small door creaked open, and a ladder peeked out of it. I pulled the ladder down and followed it up to the top, where there was a small hidden attic on top of the third floor.

On the side of the attic there is a small round decorative window that illuminates this small space with a faint amount of sunlight through the stained glass.

You lose. The little girl sat in a dark corner with her legs crossed, and she looked at me mischievously and smiled as she spoke.

She looks very much like a living person, very, very like, but her body still exudes a layer of hazy yin qi like a halo Compared to ghosts, yin qi is more difficult to detect, so I can judge that my ghost door is being further closed, and when I can't see yin qi at all, it proves that my ghost door is only a crack in the door.

I didn't dwell on the problem of the ghost gate, but continued to climb up.

The height of the attic was only a little over 1 meter, and I couldn't sit up in it, so I could only lie there and look up at the girl.

You're Li Wei, right? I tried to ask her.

You know my mother, I see you talking. The girl's answer was not what she asked, but the meaning was clearly conveyed.

Yes, I know her. I want to ask you something, do you know you're dead? I asked straight to the point.

The girl's face sank, and her rosy smile suddenly turned pale, and then she rushed to me, her nose almost pressed against mine, and her eyes became red, as if they were about to burst out at any moment.

I'm not afraid of her, because I'm not afraid she'll be attached to me, and I have a talisman in my hand, and if she doesn't work against me, I'll take her away at once.

Luckily, she stared at me for a moment and then walked back in amusement, as if she had jumped frames.

Let's play with a dollhouse, do you know what a dollhouse is? As she spoke, her face regained its initial flush, and she dragged a wooden room from the pile of debris in the attic.

The wooden house is almost a meter high, looks like a three-storey house, and looks like this hotel. The little girl turned the hut around and turned the inside planer towards me, and the moment the hut turned, my eyes were caught in the leftmost room on the second floor!

In that room hangs a Barbie doll, a rope around the doll's neck, and the other end fixed to the roof of the shed, although the subtleties are different, the image is the same as the man who committed suicide downstairs.

Slowly, I shifted my gaze to the side, and there were other Barbie dolls in the other rooms on the second floor of the dollhouse, and there were two dolls living in the same room, which reminded me of the couple.

I continued to look on the third floor, and there was also a doll in the room corresponding to the musical youth, and there was also a doll in the triangular attic of the wooden house, and the doll was lying there, in the same posture as I am now!

Damn it!

I cursed in my heart.

But before I could use the charm, the little girl grabbed the doll out of the triangular attic at the end of the wooden roof, and threw it the ground.

At the same time, I suddenly felt my hands slip and my feet empty, and my whole body slipped off the roof of the attic. My body didn't listen to me at all, and after sliding out of the attic, I landed in the air and fell with my back to the ground. The dresser was lying beneath me, and my back hit the corner of the cabinet.

With a bang, I knocked the cabinet to the side, and I fell to the ground with it. I felt like my vertebrae were about to break, and my upper body hurt so much that I couldn't move.

I lay on the ground and looked with my nose closed to the entrance of the attic, and the girl poked her head out again, revealing an innocent smile, still holding a Barbie doll in her hand.