The terrifying copy comes to reality, and the world changes drastically.
Han Ying has the special ability to shuttle between different copies.
The male deskmate who looks cold and polite but is actually as sinister as a ghost
Sunshine Senior is giving a speech live in the auditorium on his mobile phone, and at the same time smiling at you with a pale face on the morgue.
Even though the portrait was hanging on the wall, my boyfriend stood outside the door with a gentle tone and said, "I'm coming in."
The person who comforts you on the way home from the night shift
There is a ghost in the partition wall, and bloody pornographic books are stuffed into the crack under the door every day
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Han Ying: Family, can I still survive?
"The Ghost Next Door"
Han Ying suddenly lost his job before he reached middle age. On a night when he was drunk and half-awake, he sat on the floor of a small and cold rental house and received a call from his childhood playmate.
The memory was pulled back to the tube corridor filled with the smell of oil smoke and dim lights. Before he asked the purpose of his visit, he heard a familiar yet unfamiliar voice on the phone screaming: "Save me! Save me! He is here for revenge! He wants to kill everyone..."
A shrill scream and the sound of something being snapped came from the other side of the microphone.
Han Ying was so frightened that she woke up instantly, and there was a creepy little sound on the phone, like slow footsteps.
Ta da, da da, da da...
At the same time, the originally dark TV suddenly lit up. The host, who had retired for many years, pointed his face with blurred features at Han Ying. A distorted voice mixed with current flowed out from the channel, broadcasting an old text message: "... A major criminal case occurred. Due to grievances in life, three minors collaborated to commit crimes and robbed and killed residents on the same floor. In order to cover up the fact of the murder, his parents pretended that the deceased had paid rent for three consecutive years, and pretended that the deceased was still alive..."
The patter of footsteps on the phone became more real and clear. Han Ying turned her head blankly and looked at the door of the rental house that had been pushed open a crack at some point. The dark and twisted shadows on the carpet gradually stopped changing.
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No, I just lived in the room next to yours for half a year. Do I need to express my anger?
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When he woke up again, he stared blankly at the holey light yellow mosquito net, and heard the sound of the corridor full of human smoke. His neighbor Aunt He spoke in her usual loud voice:
"The guy next door, Xie, asked me to hand over one year's rent to you... Am I that kind of person?"
Pure love story, maybe slightly scary, sliced, 1vs1
Purpose: Only by supporting each other can we get out of trouble