It was indeed a leather ball, but it was red and looked a little dirty. I reached out and handed the ball to my little sister.

"Thank you, sister, you're so nice!"

The little girl's mouth was so sweet that I couldn't bear to refuse her.

I walked on to see if I could find my car. It's a pity that I walked forward, this is not my carriage, it's weird.

Then something rolled over.

"Sister, help me pick up the ball, okay?"

It's still the same familiar voice, it's still the same tone, it hasn't changed at all. I turned my head away and looked at the little girl in a daze, she was still exactly the same as before.

I ran forward like crazy, straight to the next carriage, and my beating heart calmed down a little.

"Sister, help me pick up the ball, okay?"

I had just taken a breath when I heard it again. I turned my head mechanically and saw the little girl.

How so, is it just this one of these carriages I am taking?

I didn't dare to stop and continue walking, and I met this little girl again in the next carriage. On such occasions.

I was on the verge of a breakdown, unable to speak with common sense. The old man once said that it was a ghost hitting the wall, but I didn't expect to encounter such a thing on the train.

I only know what this phenomenon is called, but I don't know how to decipher it.

"Sister, help me pick up the ball, okay?"

I've run so many cars, and only this little girl takes care of me, let me pick up the ball, if I want to get out of here, is the key to this little girl?

"Little sister, do you know how to get 13 carriages?" I'm desperate, I'm sick and going to the doctor, I want to ask if she can help me.

She looked at me and shook her head shyly, and I was a little disappointed.

"Sister, help me pick up the ball, okay?" She tugged at my clothes this time, and I came back to my senses and saw the ball rolling under my seat and thought of it.

I quickly crouched down, and with the experience of the last time, I easily reached the ball. This time the ball changed color, and it was an orange ball.

The only difference from the last time was the color of the ball, but it was still an ordinary ball, so I handed it to my little sister and hurried out of the carriage.

I was going to go to the next car to see what was going on, but when I came to the next car, I met the little sister again, and this time I was calmer than before.

I know I'm not in danger yet, so I might as well think calmly and figure out a way to get out of here.

I helped my little sister pick up the ball again, and this time the color of the ball changed again. turned yellow.

The first one is red, the second is orange, the third is yellow, then the next one is green, red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple, that's the seven colors of light?

I wanted to see if my verification was correct, and sure enough, the color of the next ball was green...... I picked up the last ball and handed the purple ball to my little sister, who actually gave me a piece of white rabbit toffee this time, which is quite strange, it is different from before.

I'll head to the next carriage first, and this time I've picked up enough seven colors, what will be next?

My brow furrowed slightly, maybe I wouldn't see the little girl in the next carriage. I hope for a little bit of change, or I'll be tortured and go crazy.

"Sister, help me pick up the ball, okay?" It's that voice again, and nothing has changed.

"What is this?" I had some complaints, and naturally it was a little louder.

The innocent little girl was so frightened by me that she hid behind the adult, looking very aggrieved and innocent, and I stared at the place where the ball had disappeared.

A little curious, what will the ball look like this time?

I crouched down and put my hand on the ball, and I was so familiar with doing these things that I didn't have to look at where the ball was.

But when I put my hand out there, it feels like there's nothing there, what's going on?

Isn't the ball supposed to be here?

I looked down at the bottom of my seat, and there was really nothing. The first few times it rolled here, but now it's not here.

Then

Is it the change I've been hoping for?

"Little sister, where did you see the ball roll just now?" I asked her for help.

She still pointed to the place I was looking for, and I shook my head.

"But it's not there." I was a little disappointed and kept looking for the ball on the ground.

She also obediently helped to find it together.

We searched the ground and found no shadow of the ball. It's so strange where the ball went?

I straightened my back, and if I continued to bend like this, it would hurt my back.

I don't know if I was nervous or tired, but I had beads of sweat dripping from my forehead. But there was no clue where the ball was moving.

When I turned around, I saw a little boy holding something like a ball in his hand. It's just covered with a cloth, I can't be sure, is it that we're looking for the earth?

When I couldn't find it anywhere, I could only doubt what the little boy was holding. I'd love to see what he had in his hands.

If you use robbery, it is more straightforward and simple, but when I saw the man sitting next to the little boy, I dispelled this idea.

He called the man Daddy.

I dug into my pocket, touched a piece of candy, and remembered the candy that the little girl had given me earlier. I pulled out the candy and handed it to the little boy.

"Little brother, can you show my sister the ball you are holding in her arms? My sister gives you sweet candy to eat! ”

He looked up at me and hugged the things in his arms tighter, but when he saw the white rabbit toffee in my hand, he kept swallowing his saliva, and his little eyes kept staring at the candy in my hand.

I could see that he wanted it, but he didn't want me to see what was in his arms, and I thought it must not be his ball, but the one I was trying to find for the little girl.

He struggled for a long time, but in the end he didn't want to show me what was in his arms, which made me even more suspicious.

The little boy sat down the aisle, and his father closed his eyes and ignored me, so I got bold and reached out to grab the contents of the little boy's arms.

He struggled to dodge, but my hand hit the thing as well. He didn't hold it, and the thing fell to the ground. A ball rolls out.

But this time, the ball, which was a little special, was a black ball, which fell to the ground and rolled away.

I chased after him, and the little boy was even more nervous and ran after him, and the boy's father, and I alarmed him.

I was the first to find the dropped "ball", and when I reached out and took the thing in my hand, the "ball" smiled at me.

"Sister, you've finally found me!"