
Drifting Envelope
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A blue translucent drift bottle on the sea was beaten by the waves, and the translucent drift bottle finally stranded on a silver-white beach. In the distance, a middle-aged man with unshaven beard and eyes filled with vicissitudes of life seemed to have seen the drift bottle on the silver-white beach. The middle-aged uncle came to the bottle, slowly squatted down and finally picked up the bottle on the beach. The middle-aged uncle pulled out the wooden cork at the mouth of the drift bottle with great difficulty. Pour a tawny envelope from the drift bottle into your own hands. He looked at the yellow-brown envelope in his hand with confusion. Finally, prompted by curiosity, the middle-aged man finally opened the envelope in his hand. The moment he opened the envelope, a stream of rotting gas instantly poured into the middle-aged man's nostrils. The middle-aged man frowned, but still looked at the brown envelope in his hand. What catches the eye are lines of dark black and very twisted handwriting. Line 1: You are the chosen one. Second line: You can't escape Line 3: Welcome to... There is no handwriting on the back, it seems that the person who wrote has no "ink" Looking at the envelope in his hand, the middle-aged man felt a chill in his heart. Putting the envelope in his hand back to its original place, the middle-aged man threw the bottle into the ocean. But... The next second the drifting bottle was knocked back by the waves. After seeing this, the middle-aged man picked up the bottle again and threw it away. .... The next second, the bottle was slapped by the waves and returned to the middle-aged man's feet. The middle-aged man was very confused about this and turned around to leave. But in the next second, the middle-aged man fainted
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