In the distance, it was a dark night, and the roads were dimly lit with streetlights.

Xiao Fan's car was still parked on the side of the road.

Xiao Fan's heart seemed to have been violently smashed by a stone, as if he had a sense of frustration.

How is this possible?

What's going on here?

She obviously got off here that night, and he Xiao Fan would never be wrong about this!

So how did all this happen tonight? Or take a step back and say, how did it happen that night?

It's all incredible.

If it weren't for what Xiao Fan had seen, heard, and experienced with his own eyes, then he couldn't believe the world he was in.

Could it be that in this colorful city, in this huge modern and civilized city, he will still be deeply involved in the storyline of Liaozhai?

It's messed up, it's all messed up! Not only is the world completely messed up, but now even Xiao Fan's brain is all messed up.

What do you have to do to believe in all this in front of you, or don't believe it?!

The engine restarted, and the car drove away again.

After a downhill road, a few turns, and once again passing by the flat lake that was like ink at night.

It was already about ten o'clock when he got home, and he had a casual meal at the restaurant outside in the middle.

Now he dropped the key on the coffee table and lay down on the sofa in a gloomy manner, his mind was in a mess at the moment.

Xiao Fan's eyes were staring at the background wall opposite, but there were mixed tastes in his mind, not tastes.

Pain, anger, failure, remorse, unwillingness, etc., are reflected in each other, and Xiao Fan is suffering a heavy blow at this moment, both physically and internally.

It was as if he had been shattered in an instant.

She, that night full of grotesqueness and unreality, that night that even the air exudes enchanting fantasies.

She, what is she? Still is...... Ghost?

After that, Xiao Fan continued to be depressed.

But fortunately, time is a good medicine, although it can't be cured, but it can make the memory gradually hidden.

The trivial things in life or work make the cerebral cortex automatically forget some worries.

It went by like this for a while, maybe a month or two in between, and a month or two was enough to make people forget something, if it was something they hadn't touched for a long time.

And of course, people.

Just when Xiao Fan had already forgotten about it and buried that memory in the depths of the sea.

But fate is so fond of playing tricks on people, and when you were already planning to live seriously, it caught you off guard.

It's still raining, it's still raining, it's still that gloomy sky.

The whole city seems to be reflected in the light of the water, the reflection of pedestrians, the reflection of cars, the reflection of buildings, the reflection of neon.

It's like a rainy city.

Xiao Fan walked alone in this rainy city, the huge empty city, although it was overcrowded, but he only felt that he was a lonely phantom.

Xiao Fan stood alone on the overpass, holding an umbrella, watching the people coming and going under the bridge, a faint sorrow lingered in his heart, just like this dark sky.

Office workers in leather shoes walk through the rain with umbrellas, fashionable women with shopping bags trot to find shelter from the rain, and salesmen with black backpacks walk on foot despite the raindrops.

There are also middle-aged uncles riding electric cars and wearing raincoats crossing the road.

However, Xiao Fan saw that person on the bridge.

She, again, appeared in his field of vision.

She, Xiao Fan still doesn't know her name, and she doesn't know who she is, or what kind of ghost she is.

Regardless of these for the time being, even if she is a ghost, Xiao Fan can't wait to meet her at the moment, and he must not let her escape again this time.

He must have grabbed her hand with his own hands and asked for clarification.

Even if he was presumptuous, even if he was rude, he didn't care about it.

She was wearing a pink umbrella, and today she was wearing a skirt, a black dress, and a pair of black high heels. The style is a little different from that night, but the temperament is roughly similar.

Although I couldn't see her face clearly from a distance, I couldn't see her expression clearly, but I couldn't feel it without looking, that cold and arrogant look.

Seeing that the other party was about to turn into a street corner, Xiao Fan couldn't even take care of the umbrella and abandoned the umbrella.

Xiao Fan hurriedly descended the steps, and then ran desperately to the street corner in front of him.

By the time they reached the street corner, she had disappeared into the rain.

Xiao Fan looked around, his eyes searching hard.

Yet she disappeared again without a trace.

It's like a ghost lurking in a corner of the city, which can hide everywhere and disappear into invisibility.

Xiao Fan drooped his head in despair, letting the rain hit his head and shoulders, drenching his hair and clothes.

Xiao Fan just wants to look up to the sky and roar at the moment, this hateful God, thief God, don't tease like this!

Just when Xiao Fan was about to retreat, he was ruthlessly tricked by God again, because he caught a glimpse of her in a video store not far away.

It turned out that she didn't go.

Xiao Fan's eyes rejuvenated, and he walked over quickly.