On the way back to Yue's house, I kept thinking about many questions. I felt that the whole thing was getting more and more complicated, and I wasn't sure if I would go around the streets and ask if the people in the village would be willing to tell me Mu Tongtong's background, after all, there might be too much of their privacy involved.

"Shen." As soon as I walked to the door of Yue's house, I ran into Mrs. Yue who came out of it, which made me feel empty. I just heard about the affairs of the ancestors of the Yue family, and for a while, I didn't know how to face the woman in front of me.

"Where are you going?"

I saw Mrs. Yue carrying a small basket, the same as the one they used last time they went to the ancestral tomb of the Yue family to worship, "You are going to the grave again?" "

"I'm going to the temple on Peach Blossom Island today to burn incense. I'll ask Aunt Hu to stay and make lunch for you, so please do whatever you want. Mrs. Yue said lightly, got into a car waiting at the door and set off.

"Does Mrs. Yue often go to burn incense?"

I casually asked the tiger girl next to me.

"My wife believed in Buddhism during her recuperation. I accompanied her to live in the sanatorium on Peach Blossom Island for nearly ten years, and often burned incense to worship Buddha. After the tiger girl finished with a blank face, she walked into the kitchen.

I decided to take a shower first...... By the way, sort out the train of thought.

The door to the bathroom opened as soon as it was pushed. It was a large room, and to be specific, part of it was a large kitchen. This is an old-fashioned kitchen, with a wood-burning stove, a coal stove for making soup and decoctions, two large water tanks for storing water, and a wooden cabinet for storing dishes, chopsticks and knives. In the middle was a long table with greens, turnips and other things.

Why the kitchen and bathroom were so close, and without thinking about it, I turned on the shower and let the cold water fall on me. I don't know how long it took for my body to become bone-chilling. I stood drenched in front of the old-fashioned dressing mirror, and saw that the person in the mirror had unkempt hair, a haggard face, a pale face, deep dark circles under the eyes, chapped lips, and a little carefree from the past. I looked at the woman in the mirror and didn't believe it was me.

Under the effect of the water vapor, the figure in the basic mirror had become trance, and I shook my head vigorously, and the water droplets on my hair splashed in all directions. There were still some bright red colors on the mirror, and I wondered, could something else be going on?

I tried to calm myself down, and then I saw two lines of marks on the edge of the mirror, like finger marks with blood.

The finger marks are far less terrifying than the body itself, and it is impossible for me to comprehend the deep meaning contained in the finger marks in a trance. I stared blankly at the brightly colored finger marks, my mind blank, thoughtless, unconscious. The woman named Mu Lingbo must have been freshening up in this bathroom as well, and I smelled the incense again. I let out a groan of despair, as if I saw the woman in white standing silently behind me in the mirror.

"Do you believe there are ghosts in this world?" I muttered to myself, and immediately shouted in a frightened and panicked voice, "I don't believe in ghosts, but I saw them." They were all around me, close to me. ”

This is what happened from that night, when I walked down the street side by side with the Shiling people, and the night wind blew, as if it brought something strange from the depths of darkness. I didn't tell Shi Lingren, for a long time, my mind was blank, and I just felt that Mu Tongtong's voice should not appear in real life. I clearly understood that these voices were just trying to convey one meaning to me.

-- There really are ghosts in this world!

Because of the blessing of misfortune, I met Shiling people, You Yimo, and Yu Zujia...... There are many friends who can't be related in a lifetime, but I can't laugh right now. The wind also made me feel a little cool. Maybe it's not because of the wind.

The fear I felt at the Dragon King's Temple before had already reminded me of ghosts, but I wasn't sure what I was thinking. If the previous incident can barely be explained by science, then ghosts are too far away and nonsense for a modern person, and if ghosts really exist, then many modern disciplines and theories will be overthrown. We live in a world where ghosts coexist, and this theory only applies to horror movies and horror.

If this is not the case, how can we explain the woman's horror along the way? And my pale face and sunken and blackened circles under my eyes are obviously the marks of long-term panic. What else could scare me so much but ghosts?

Suddenly, I heard some slight footsteps behind me. I turned abruptly, staring in the direction of the door with a look of fear and hatred. After a long time, there was nothing, and there was silence in the house. Maybe the footsteps were just my hallucination.

I turned my head and ...... His eyes looked straight at the person who appeared in the mirror...... It wasn't humanoid.

I see myself.

For a moment, I had the feeling that the mirror was lying to me. How could I possibly see myself like this? I didn't have time to see clearly, and I started to be impulsive again.

I pulled hard, and without much effort, the person in the mirror was pulled in front of me and collided with me face to face. I could see very clearly that it was myself, with a small face, a pointed chin, crooked eyes, and a panicked look. When I saw myself, I gasped, my eyes widened, my mouth wide open, surprised and terrified. I can't see myself, but I can imagine my expression. At the same time, the face of the person in front of me changed, and he became exactly like me. It was as if there was a mirror in front of me that reflected me. But at that time, my hand and I were still holding each other.

I let go of my hand and took a step back. This retreat hit the wall behind it. I turned my head in a panic, and it happened to be the same face that belonged to me, and involuntarily, my breath was sluggish. It wasn't the wall at all, but it was another self, staring at me with a terrified look.

And then...... I gradually felt the figure in front of me begin to blur. The smell of those incense sticks lingers in the nose again, and of course, there is another smell, which is the breath of the passage of time.

I saw my face, my posture...... Everything was changing, and it was as if I had experienced my whole life in a flash.

I sat quietly in my computer chair as the cold, white moonlight shining through the open window and hitting my face. It was a noble and dignified face, and only the crow's feet at the corners of the eyes gave away the secret of my age. The red face is old, and it is gorgeous in an instant!

In my life, I have never loved a man carefully, nor have I been loved by a real boy, I work productively day after day, and the sound of my computer tapping loudly and busily seems to hide my emptiness.

I've never owned anyone. I was just a small man in a big city, and I only knew the people who worked at the next table, day after day, from eighteen to sixty, until now.

Now it is easier to fall asleep, trying not to think about anything else, for I will slowly die, though not a single known romance, no jealousy, no ecstasy, no real pain.

It's been twenty-nine years, and it's been twenty-nine years since I graduated! When I first graduated, those peach trees were newly planted in the courtyard of Capital University, and now, I can't remember how many times I have eaten the fruit of the peach trees when I returned to school. In the past nearly 30 years, what have I gained by staying in this purgatory-like metropolis? Emptiness, loneliness, the ruthlessness and betrayal of men, or my lost youth, the silver threads full of temples?

Sometimes, I was really jealous of the peach tree, which grew old and decayed year after year, while it grew more and more leafy, like a beautiful woman with a plump body. Anyway, how can there be an ageless face in the world? Unless...... Life is always frozen in the most vigorous moment!

Thinking of this, I suddenly laughed, with a hint of regret: "Isn't it a very happy thing for a woman to die when she is the youngest and most beautiful?" "

I'm useless; I used to be an online writer. There is nothing in my life. I never knew what it was to be beautiful; Never laughed out loud; Nor has I ever felt pain; I'm dying before I even really live, and I don't die with a single tear coming down because of my death.

I have never been known, so I will not be forgotten. Yesterday has melted into the long gray years, like a piece of paper full of the same word, but without a single punctuation. Tomorrow stretches out into the distance gray, gray, and finally black, eternal darkness. I had forgotten before I died, and I had nothing to forget but emptiness.

I was not surprised that a warm hand touched mine. When I opened my dark eyes and saw a lovely girl, I was still not surprised. The door was locked, but I didn't think about it, and the visitor sat on the edge of the bed, smiling calmly and sweetly at me, who could treat me as an uninvited guest.

"Are you Shen Shuiyue?" Said the visitor.

I was already an old woman and laughed, "What's your name?" ”

"My name is Mu Lingbo, Shen Shuiyue, don't be afraid."

"It's you...... It doesn't matter, I'm glad you're here. ”

"Thanks, I think you rarely come into contact with others."

"No one," said Shen Shuiyue, "except for the people who come every week from the neighborhood committee." ”

"Shen Shuiyue, are you willing to socialize with others?"

"I don't know what you mean."

"Shen Shuiyue, are you willing to socialize with other people, regain your youth, and then dance, laugh, and fall in love?"

I...... The old woman's eyes were moist and she smiled, expressing great eagerness.

"Are you willing to get this, Shen Shuiyue, even if you know that after only twelve hours, you have to come back here and become like this?"

"Twelve hours, youth, dancing, laughter, love - even if it's just Cinderella's twelve hours." I repeat softly, still a little hurtful. Women, especially women who are quite beautiful, always have some good expectations and nostalgia for their future life before they get married. Just like the modern Cinderella, who always fantasizes about stepping on the crystal slipper, riding on the pumpkin cart, and becoming the envy of everyone's Centiella, to catch the dance party with fragrant clothes and sideburns, no one doesn't want to have a prosperous life in the future, with plenty of food and clothing. However, the harsh reality often gives people a slap in the face and wakes you up from your dreams. Let you, cheer up and face it.

"Well, then, I'll tell you now," said Mu Lingbo, holding a gleaming broken lens in his hand, "twelve hours from now on, you can get whatever you want, do whatever you want, but you must know that after twelve hours, everything will be back to itself." ”

"Okay," Shen Shuiyue whispered, "Oh, okay! ”

"It's eight o'clock in the morning," said Mu Lingbo, "and at eight o'clock in the morning the day after tomorrow, what I give you must be returned, and all that remains is memories." But, from now on, all you want is yours. ”

Instead of leaving, the visitor is like a normal person, but gradually blurs, flashes, and disappears. I wasn't particularly surprised. I just sat there, staring at the marks of Mu Lingbo on the bed that Mu Lingbo had just sat on. Suddenly I ...... Shen Shuiyue jumped up.

Young! Good looks!

I looked at myself in the mirror, and my pounding heart began to grow stronger. My hair turned from gray to soft, shiny green. The eyes became large, round, and intense, and became a warm and attractive dark color. My skin turned sunburn, fresh and shiny. I smiled at the person in the mirror, my beautiful lips curved into an arc, revealing shiny, straight teeth. Then, the skin of my throat tensed, and for a moment I was a little breathless, and an invisible hand wrapped around my body, creating a charming, graceful posture -

Young!

In the mirror, a cute eighteen-year-old girl stares at herself with her mouth open.

Good looks!

Ha, beauty!

I couldn't stand the shabby clothes anymore, so I tore them off with my squandered hands, and walked lightly around the room with my hands on my shoulders. I was so excited that I was about to cry.

"Shen Shuiyue, Shen Shuiyue," I said to the mirror, pausing to pose, "Shen Shuiyue, Shen Shuiyue," I said again, excited by the soft and seductive voice coming from my body.

Ha, yes, young and beautiful! A proud young beauty, gentle and generous, chuchu touching, laughter full of joy and passion.

"Shen Shuiyue, Shen Shuiyue." I kissed myself in the mirror and muttered to myself.

Where are those lifeless years? It's gone, it's over; Where are those bleak days? Lost in the splendor I now have; Where is the feeling of never had, that pain, of heartbreak? Gone, all gone. Maybe everything will go back to the way it was, but these memories, memories will be enough. Twelve hours, though these hours are flying.

What to wear? I don't know what is fashionable now, how can I say that it is appropriate? I smirked and used my wits to solve the problem.

"I wanted the most glamorous, fashionable little dress."

Expensive boxes with clothes lay quietly in the closet. A charming little hat with transparent stockings that are exciting to the touch. A white linen gown with a lively shawl and a bolero. Long white gloves are soft and smooth, and of course, there are elegant shoes.

I put on my clothes and watched the whole process with great fascination, enjoying the sensation of touching the fibers and the mesmerizing fresh smell of silk and leather.

I admired myself in the mirror, turning around and changing my posture. Finally, put on your gloves, grab your handbag, and walk out of the room.

I didn't see anyone in the halls and stairs, and when I came to the dirty street, I wrinkled my chic cute little nose.

"A car," I demanded, "a luxury car, the long, steady kind, with a proud personal chauffeur and a personal butler." ”

"Your car, miss," a tall, handsome, British-style butler stood beside me with his head held high.

For a moment I was a little in awe of the seriousness of my butler, and almost wanted to turn back, as if he had seen through me and knew that it was all but a disguise. But I didn't want him to see me wincing, so I went straight into the stretched Lincoln and sat in the back seat, but still feeling apprehensive, I leaned back on the white leather seat cushion.

"Hmm...... Ah, the park - Beihai Park. ”

"Yes, miss." The private butler sat in the front seat and said to the driver, "Mademoiselle is going to the park." ”

The car drove up the street, through the city, and soon we were at the green space in the center of the park, and I felt like people were stopping and looking here because it was such a cute car, and I knew that people saw a cute girl in the car. I suddenly felt a little nervous, because I was worried that the driver and the personal butler knew that this was just a disguise.

"Stop." I said into the microphone.

The car stopped on the sidewalk, and I stepped out of the car.

"I don't need you anymore." I say.

"Yes, miss," the butler bowed respectfully, got into the car and left.

I immediately felt relaxed, and I wasn't comfortable for a moment in the car. Now, standing here alone, I no longer feel too conspicuous, the car has driven away, and now passers-by are only occasional glances at a heartwarming girl on the side of the road.

Feeling warm and happy again, I left the pavement and walked onto the grass at the risk of getting my shoes dirty. I think I should walk around the soft earth under the clear sky and feel the freshness of the air. So, for almost an hour, I had a good time.

Then I began to realize that time was ticking. I knew I had to keep my movements organized and organize every hour I had left. Only then will I be able to accumulate more memories for the rest of my life.

There was a bench next to the lake in the case of the driveway, and I thought it was a good place to think, so I waited for the traffic to pass and cross the street.

As I stepped across the roadway, I was frightened by the screeching of brakes and the clattering of wheels into the gutter, and thanks to the driver's skill, a large car was almost a millimeter away from me.

A young man stepped out of the back door of the car, grabbed my hand, and helped me into the car. I sat there quietly, mouth half-open, pale. But it wasn't because of fear but surprise, I never thought of this experience, yet it was better than I could have imagined.

"Are you hurt?" He asked, obviously shy and nervous, and when he found himself still holding the girl's hand, he hurriedly put it down and licked his lips.

I looked at him steadily. That's the face of the Shiling man...... But not him. Like the male protagonist of the romance, he is very young, probably no more than twenty-five years old, because his skin is fresh, his eyes are clear, and his whole body exudes strength. His shyness stemmed only from fear of the accident, fearing for me and awe of my beauty. He is more than 1.8 meters tall, his eyes are pure black, the same color as his hair, and his voice is deep and cultured. Obviously, this is not the script of a domineering president.

"Yes...... Is there any place I can drop you off? ”

"I ...... I'm not going anywhere," I said, "you're so nice, I'm sorry I worried you, I didn't look at ......"

"It's all our fault." The young man said, "Please allow me to introduce myself, I am from Shiling." ”

"I'm Shen Shuiyue."

"This ...... It's not a good way to introduce yourself in this way," he stammered. Then he smiled at me, and they both laughed.

The laughter made us relax and forget the embarrassing experience just now.

As we talked more and more speculatively with each other after the car drove for a while, he turned to me and pleaded, "It would be very presumptuous if I invited you to lunch with me, but I should compensate you." ”

"I'll be disappointed if you don't invite." I replied, "That's ...... It's a bit like what a lady should say, but I'd love to have lunch with you. ”

He smiled at me and signaled that he was honored. The old shyness had gradually disappeared, and he leaned forward and said to the driver, "Friendship Hotel." ”

"You know," he said a moment later as we sat at a small table in the rooftop garden, "I've been expecting something like this to happen, and I dreamed of it just last night." Do you believe in dreams, I think dreams sometimes come true, don't you? ”

I froze for a moment, thinking he had discovered my secret, but immediately realized that it was impossible. The soft strings slowly stopped, and I smiled at him, and the fear in my heart slowly faded.

What would he think, when he found out -- no, I don't have to think about those things, I don't have to think about the results.

His smile was so charming, he was so mesmerizing.

Still, the blade of fear pierced my heart, and he would not have known that after we had spent every minute happily, I would ...... It will revert to that Cinderella.

"It's '82 Lafite," he said, "and there's alcohol in it, drink a little, but not too much." ”

I took a sip and it felt so good that I almost forgot what it was.

We went to see the National Centre for the Performing Arts in the afternoon, but I couldn't concentrate on the stage at all, the drama was fragmented to me, and Shi Ling was the real protagonist, and he sat next to me, laughing from time to time. When the show was over, he was still holding my hand. He seemed a little hesitant at every step, and I felt like he was afraid of touching me or hurting me.

"What would your family think?" When we got outside, he said, "You've been out all afternoon, someone must be missing you somewhere, and of course a beautiful girl like you will be concerned." ”

I felt a little nervous and guilty, "Oh...... Oh, I ...... I'm not from the capital, I'm from out of town, yes, out of town. And - my parents are out of town. I'm here to go to school...... Graduation Internship. ”

"Hah, so I've helped you accomplish your mission." He grinned, it seems that I can have the honor of inviting you to dinner with me again, there are many clubs, dance halls, and there will be a moon tonight......" His face suddenly turned red.

"I love the moon." I said and leaned on his shoulder. "Sniff, but I have to go back to the hotel and change my clothes."

"Tell the driver which hotel. No, tell me anyway, let me tell him that I should change my clothes too. ”

"Yes...... It is Yanjiao Hotel. ”

"I'll be back in an hour." He stood on the side of the road and said to me, and then the car drove away.

I was uncomfortable standing there alone, I didn't know much about this kind of thing, and I was bound to go wrong. But I reckon that my beauty and the courtesy of a man will take care of everything.

"I want," I whispered to myself as I stood at the registration desk to sign, and then to the smiling waiter, "a suite, a large suite, and my luggage will be delivered in a moment." ”

The waitress carrying the luggage walked in with a new duffel bag with my name on it.

An hour later, I saw Shi Ling stop in the aisle and greet the girl who got off the elevator. My glowing green silk draped over my shoulders, and my elegant green gown slid over my body and hung down to the floor, unbelievably beautiful. The stone man remained speechless—as if something had bitten his throat—and he hurried forward to help me put on my mink shawl, and led me through the corridor to the parking lot, as if he were guarding a sun.

"You...... You're so beautiful. He said, "No, that's not enough." You- oh. He gave up the effort to compliment, "Where do you want to have dinner?" ”

"Go where you want to go." I say.

He laughed, and the two laughed together. Then, we went to dinner.

The world becomes a magical world of bright glass, swirling colors and music, a world of extravagant senses, where people laugh together and waiters are quiet and kind.

"Don't drink too much," he reminded me, "there's a lot of magic in the wine, laughter in the cup, a castle, or the moon." ”

We danced together and the drunkenness started to work.

I looked around and was surprised to see that the hall was almost empty. The cleaner had begun to sweep the floor, and a man was tidying up the tables and chairs. When Shi Lingren asked for another song, the band was too sleepy to play. There's no Lafite, and there's no music. The edges of the rooftop garden have turned gray, and the moon has long since set.

I yawned as he pulled me up. By the time we got into the car, I was almost asleep. I crouched comfortably in his arms and looked up at him.

He smiled at me and then said very seriously, "If I think ...... If...... All right...... I want to marry you. ”

"Why not." I say. A voice said, don't you think it's too fast? But I only have 48 hours.

"Why not-" What does that mean. Oh no, you've known me for a short time, you're ......"

"I already know you, let's go get married!"

"But what if I become a phantom?"

"Then I'll become a phantom too."

He looked at me for a moment, "You do love me, don't you?" It's like I love you. ”

I pulled down his head and kissed him.

After a moment of dizziness, he said to the driver, "There must be a place where we can get married soon." ”

"Soon." I muttered.

"Yes, sir." Said the driver.

"Get us there." Shi Ling said.

Suddenly I was scared. I shouldn't have promised him to do that, because - in twenty-six hours I will - but I was more afraid that he wouldn't.

I curled up in his arms again, and there were still twenty-six hours, and only twenty-six hours I was perfect and happy. Then I will have to face the future, the loss of him and everything - I doze off.

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I lay on the big bed in my bedroom, staring at the beams of the roof. The afternoon sun casts a dappled reflection of objects there. He said there would be a few phone calls, a gala at six o'clock, and the whole city — every important person in the city — would be there. I suddenly remembered that I knew Shi Ling from Baidu Encyclopedia on my phone, and he was a psychologist who had achieved great success.

This is his home, a palace of his imagination. Everywhere there are ivory, maple trees, sleeve wood. There is also a personal butler who is full of awe for me, pedaling, and diligent.

I didn't ask for that, and it happened. This is all the idea of the Shiling people - marry me, bring me here, and have a big party.

I didn't have the courage to think that it would all go away before the guests arrived. Because time is so precious, I hate wasting every minute thinking about things that are so uninteresting. But I must now think that sixteen hours later, I will be a little girl with a strange temper, and Shi Ling ......

I started sobbing and after a while, realized that this wasn't going to solve the problem. Can I ask to leave what I got? I can't beg his love to never change, and I know he'll hate my deception once he learns the truth. I can't imagine the way he looked at me. I can't afford to abuse his love so coldly. Because his love is not part of the desire. If everything was just part of the wish, perhaps he would have forgotten -

Another sharp blade pierced into my body, and I, the lady of the Stone Lingren, could I really happily return to the humble house in that filthy village in search of secrets, and hold on only with happy memories? I'm starting to understand that it will never be possible.

His footsteps had already entered the hall, followed by an old and sturdy butler, carrying large boxes of clothes and flowers, and small boxes containing more precious things.

I was in a state of ecstasy, and when I kissed him, I forgot about the little velvet boxes.

"Shiling people, if everything can go on forever......"

"It's going to go on, forever and ever." But he seemed to sense something unusual about me, and the dark eyes looked at me thoughtfully, and my heart beat faster.

"Shiling people—don't leave me. Forever! ”

"Never, after a while, the butler and I will know who will be at the wedding feast, and before the feast begins, I think you must have something to eat. We have the master of the state banquet......"

He picked me up at once and paced me around the room, pretending to throw me out of the window.

Just such an hour slipped away, like a fading song.

It's morning, and the dawn that shouldn't have come heralds the arrival of a summer morning. The Shi Ling man slept quietly beside me, his hair unkempt, and one arm around me. The birds in the private domain began to chirp, and in the distance in the direction of the river a yacht was roaring hoarsely. A vintage clock in the room ticked and walked loudly. I could only see the glowing hands of the clock and knew it was four o'clock. I only have a minute, a minute.

I can't believe in myself, I have to run away, I can't believe that I won't come back in the future. All that I have been given will be taken away except for memories.

Recall.

Recalled...... The different happy lives I have experienced, the magic moments, and even slept in different beds with different men, the traces they left on the bed provide me with infinite imagination. I saw a person in the dark who took off his white clothes and had a round and smooth skin, and when he gently stroked it with both hands, the skin trembled instantly. The man's hand is like a moist and dexterous snake, tirelessly wandering between the rippling skin, and some power slowly rises from the woman's body, like a traveler who has trekked through thousands of mountains and rivers, and needs the moisture of a clear spring.

One longs for himself, twists and turns, and the body bends in a graceful arc to the maximum. Women and men are like inspiring boats, slowly and persistently advancing towards the depths of the water. Those water waves rippled, leaving ripples in the beautiful body.

Now I know that mere memories are not enough; Memories will be pain I can't bear, I can read his writings, I can hear about his successes, but I'm - I can't get close to him - I can't leave home. Even if he comes back, he won't believe me, he'll push me away, and I'll see the look on his face-

I shuddered. If I were standing in the middle of two mirrors, it would be more than a shadow. So there was no mirror at all, and I saw both of myself back and forth, both of them panicking as much as I did. Standing between my two selves, I stood in a daze for a minute, and finally I couldn't bear it anymore, screamed, and ran aimlessly with my head in my hands. I just want to get away from here, away from my two selves.

Who am I?

Who is me?

I don't dare to trust my judgment anymore, I'm a woman who can't tell the difference between reality and illusion.

A stream of cold air travels from the soles of the feet down the spine to the whole body. I shouted Gao Qiuwu, Yue Lanyue, Yue Hongxu, Yue Shiyin, and Hugu in a trembling voice. No one answered me, and I was so frightened that my feet went limp, and cold sweat trickled down my face.

Finally, I couldn't help myself and shouted, "Who the hell are you?" Where are you going to take me? "Still no one answered me. Anger temporarily overtook fear, I stopped, and snorted angrily, "I'm not leaving, I'm not leaving...... I want to reveal the secrets of the Yue family and Longtan Village. "Still no one spoke.

I suddenly knew what I was supposed to do, so I shuddered.

Now there was no sound of my footsteps, and the sweat slid down my back, wetting my thin yukata and sticking to me as if there were thousands of worms crawling on my body. Knock knock knock...... The sound of my heart beating reminds me that I am alive. As soon as I gritted my teeth, I rushed into my own ...... Rushed into the mirror...... What a weird feeling it was, I felt like I was going to suffocate.

With the last of my willpower, I pulled the door in front of me hard. The front door was pulled open without resistance, and I could see it so close that I could see it clearly! It's so close, I can see it clearly! The mansion seemed to disappear, and the night mist wrapped me tightly, as if there had never been heaven and earth. There was a dead silence all around, an unsettling, ghostly silence, with no sign of any living being.

The fog cleared, revealing a faint silhouette, and I screamed, and ran away, run, run!

Yue's house was deserted, only the sound of my own footsteps echoed, click, click, softly, not at all like the footsteps when walking on the wooden floor, but as if they usually walked on the solid concrete floor.

I just realized that all the rooms were close to each other. The door was open, the room was clean and spotless, the old-fashioned furniture was all one color, dark red, similar to the color of dried blood, and the low wooden bed was hung with mosquito nets.

When I arrived at the dining room, the table top of the Eight Immortals Table glowed with a cold light, like the cold eyes of an eccentric old man. The waist-high dining cabinet is also dark red, and on top of it is a basketball-sized celadon vase, round and with a crack from top to bottom, like a scar on a beauty's face. There is a bunch of chrysanthemums made of white silk in the vase, which is very deserted. Next to the dining cabinet stood a tall wine cabinet, glass-topped, with only one wine bottle inside, half of the wine gone, dark red like aged blood...... Like the wine I just drunk.

I screamed!

There was silence, and when all the echoes had died away, the room was still silent. My screams were fruitless, and it was unreasonable that no one heard the movement and went out to look at it. But in this house, there is no need for common sense at all.

I decided to look for them one by one, so one door after another was opened, and the same furnishings inside, the same clean and neat, spotless, the same soft light. If I hadn't had the previous experience, I would have thought that this is a good folk house, which can be called a model of home, and can be written into the encyclopedia of Chinese villages. But now, I just want to get out of here. Except for the frantic human figure behind the kitchen door, all the rooms in the house were empty, there was no Mrs. Yue, no family members, people appeared out of thin air and disappeared out of thin air.

Unspeakably shocked, I looked at all the rooms, and when I stood in the living room again, I didn't have to look ugly as plaster. The fear in the depths of the pupils, has it never left? The fog dissipated, but the humidity in the air increased, and the cool burrowed into the body. Now there was only the second floor, and I stood at the staircase leading to the second floor in the living room, looking up at the second floor with the black hole. The bright light on the first floor didn't shine there, and the darkness shimmered with a dark green glow looking back at me.

Level 1, Level 2, Level 3...... My throat was dry, my palms were sweaty, and my toes tapped the ladder as if I were walking in a minefield, and if I was a little heavier, I would step on a mine and shatter my bones. Finally on the second floor, a Hessian corridor spread straight out, and the doors on both sides were mostly closed, except for the one at the very end, which was half-hidden and half-open, and the faint dim light leaked out.

My heart was beating like thunder as I tiptoed closer, and after a little distance, I peered through the crack in the door.

From the exposed corner, you can see most of the bed, the bed is empty, the white gauze mosquito net hangs in the air, the sheet is white and flat, and there is not a trace of wrinkles. A piece of clothing hung from the edge of the bed, half of which hung down on the floor, as if it had been thrown by the owner. This dress is plain and elegant, and the cut is simple, I know, it is the dress worn by Mrs. Yue.

The skirt is there, but the person is not, and there is no breath of any living person in the room. Since Hu Gu can disappear out of thin air, then she is going to worship the Buddha...... Or go to excess?

I gritted my teeth and entered the room and took a closer look. Nothing happened. There is no more difficult situation in life than when there is nothing to be done. I now seem to be the one who has fallen into the bottomless abyss, knowing only that I am in the process of falling, but there is no countermeasure.

The whole space was filled with dead silence again, which made people panic. The feeling of isolation and helplessness enveloped me, and I stood helplessly in the living room, unable to hide even my fear in the dazzling bright light.

The temperature seemed to drop suddenly, and I began to shiver, and gradually I felt numb, like someone who was about to freeze to death, no longer cold but surprisingly warm. I was no longer afraid, no longer afraid, but the indescribable weakness made me feel weak, and I just wanted to find a warm bed to lie down quietly. Finally returning to the bedroom assigned to me, I slammed the door shut.

At this time, did the figure look at me quietly in the room again?

I lay in bed, confronted by the unspeakable in the dark. The indescribable do not wear, but I do. My hands trembled sharply, and I felt like I had been hollowed out.

What really happened here 100 years ago, 20 years ago? So much so that after so long, it is still in trouble. I yawned profusely, and my whole body went limp, and I sat on the wooden bed, trying to keep my eyes open, and told myself: I can't sleep, I can't sleep. But the eyelids still drooped heavily, and there was a soft voice: It's good to sleep for a while, just sleep for a while, maybe it's just a dream, and you'll be fine when you wake up. I tilted my head and snorted heavily. The blazing lights went out suddenly, and the room fell into darkness again.

I opened my eyes suddenly, and the night was not yet over, and saliva was hanging on my lips. I was already in a cold sweat. Hazy and hazy. From the second floor, a flickering shadow looked at me quietly on the handrail of the stairs, its eyes glittering with a burning light.

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