Ling Xuan worked hard every day and finally bought a house in H city, but she didn't know why she always felt strange in this house, as if someone had been staring at her. Until one day when she came back from get off work and was waiting for the elevator, her neighbor's aunt said, "Little girl, you... Your house... There has been a death before..."
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Intention: Find the true self through repetition again and again