'When I left Xinhai Hospital, I was in a mess and didn't go home, but went to my old school.

I didn't go in, so I circled around the school, thinking about the scenes of the year.

Every time I walk to a sparsely populated area, I always feel the sound of footsteps behind me.

At first, I thought it was my own delusion, but the voice became more and more obvious, as if the other party was getting closer to me.

But I tried all the methods, but I couldn't see the person behind me, and the other party seemed to be invisible.

As I walked, the footsteps coincided with mine.

Closer, I could faintly distinguish the sound of water droplets in addition to the sound of footsteps.

But there was no water on the ground.

I started to run home, not scared, but I thought it was Zhao Yi who came back, and if he came back, he would definitely leave a note at my bedside as before.

I was desperate to know what he had written.

But when I got home, I found that without a note, Zhao Yi should have been blinded by hatred.

With the last hope, I found the note we had written earlier, placed it on the bedside, I forced myself not to look at it, and then every time I looked back, I was disappointed that there was not a single word on the note.

In fact, thinking about what those people did to him in the end, I can also understand that if it were me, I would probably make the same choice as him and end his life.

The footsteps were gone, no, not gone, but completely overlapping with my footsteps.

Even the sound of water dripping from my clothes was like it.

It wasn't an illusion, I could feel my clothes start to get wet, and the tactile sensation allowed me to tell that it wasn't water that was wetting my clothes, but blood.

I could smell blood.

This is Zhao Yi's grief.

I thought about it, let my life resolve his grief.

I also decided to run away.

Not for myself, but if I didn't have such a big weight in Zhao Yi's heart, he would definitely seek revenge from them, and my escape might bring them the last bit of hope.

I regret it a little, if I had realized earlier, maybe they would have had a better chance of surviving.

And now, Zhao Yi seems to be on me.

I tried a lot of places, but the clothes still became more wet uncontrollably.

Don't change your clothes! That would only bring pain, and the garment was already growing on the body.

I ran to the night market, which was the most crowded place at night.

But I noticed that people looked at me a little strangely.

It's not that they see Zhao Yi in me, but in their eyes, I seem to have become another person, and acquaintances become dazed and strange in the face of my greetings.

But I'm sure, in the mirror, I'm still me.

Why did I change in their eyes?

After thinking about it for a long time, maybe it's because I have changed in Zhao Yi's heart, he no longer believes in me, he no longer thinks I am me.

If my guess is correct, then this situation should only be for me, and if Zhao Yi goes to them, they may be able to find acquaintances for help.

It didn't work, so I started trying something else.

The first one I chose was to take a bath, if I wet my clothes directly, would this affect Zhao Yi.

After all, judging from the fact that my clothes are constantly wet, Zhao Yi seems to want to wet my clothes.

I stood under the shower, hot and cold water I tried, but it didn't work, the water fell on my body and slid straight down, as if my whole body was wrapped in a smooth film.

And the water that flowed to the ground began to be mixed with a hint of red.

As time went on, the red became more and more intense, as if my whole body was bleeding constantly.

When I came out of the bathroom, my clothes were basically all wet, soaked with blood.

The whole body is red, and it looks a little scary.

And I started to feel dizzy, maybe the blood in my body was being sucked out through the skin.

I don't think they can get away with it.

There must be a way.

I turned the air conditioner to the highest and baked the fire in the room.

The clothes did dry somewhat, but were soon wet again with new blood.

I was even weaker, my face turned pale, and my own blood was dried up.

There must be a way, but I can't find it......

Please help them, Zhao Yu, Cheng Nan, they live in Huayu Tiancheng 2......'

The text came to an abrupt end, and not even the last content was written.

I raised my head and looked at Sun Zihan's father: "How did Sun Zihan die?" ”

The man was looking at me and said, "Slit her wrists and committed suicide, the doctor said she might have paranoia, but I know that she didn't." Something must have happened to her. She, what did she write in the notes? ”

Instead of answering, I handed over the notebook and confirmed, "She killed herself by cutting her wrists?" ”

The man nodded: "Well, the doctor's autopsy results said that she cut off her wrist as soon as she got home, and then ran out, because the wound was not deep, and the people outside had not found it yet." I just think she's weird.

After Zihan returned home, she cut her wrists for the second time, then went to the shower, and then cut her wrists for the third time, and she did many strange things after cutting her wrists every time.

One, a room full of blood. ”

I didn't ask again, and the man looked at Sun Zihan's notes.

At this point, I already knew what was going on.

It was not Zhao Yi who killed Sun Zihan, but the woman who was recruited by me and performed the Five Ghost Carrying Method.

In the basement of Xinhai Hospital, when Sun Zihan was looking for potato chips, he accidentally saw the woman's severed wrist and was entangled by the woman.

This is a ghost, maybe a casual action, will provoke them and pay for their own lives.

It's pitiful, in the end, Sun Zihan also thought it was Zhao Yi, and thought about using his death to change Zhao Yi.

However, thinking about it on the other hand, it is not a good thing for Sun Zihan, at least he faced death calmly.

At this time, Sun Zihan's father had finished reading the notes, and he looked at me a little blankly: "This, this ......"

"She may have been hallucinating."

I gave an answer.

Sun Zihan's father was silent for a long time, his hand holding the notebook trembled uncontrollably, and finally left lonely.

This reason has already been told to him by many people.

And my repetition only dashed his only hope.

Close the door and go back to your room.

I lay in bed and never fell asleep.

By 12 o'clock in the evening, I got up and picked up a basin of water and put it in the living room.

Calling out Sun Zihan's name over and over again, with the use of the water mirror technique, Sun Zihan's pale face appeared under the water.

I told her the truth about her death and asked her, "Do you regret it?" ”

Sun Zihan was silent and showed a self-deprecating smile, and did not answer me, his mouth opened and closed as if he was asking me: Will Zhao Yi still kill those two people?

I didn't answer.

For her, I mourn her misfortune and am angry with her.

Faintly, I even had an urge to punish those two people.