Three days later, Wang Hai went crazy.
Someone found him in the utility room, and he kept yelling that it was haunted.
I never knew exactly what he and Li Yao saw there, and Lin Zi never told me how she did it. But Wang Hai always talks about this unverifiable horrific experience to everyone he meets, the girl wandering in the dark, the sharp laughter, and the fiery red eyes. However, no one believed what he said, and the data of the post he said could no longer be recovered.
When I heard the news, I breathed a heavy sigh of relief and turned to look at Lin Zi behind me. She smiled softly.
Wu Jia called me to tell me that Li Yao's cell phone was missing and that the text message she received three days ago was not from Li Yao. She asked me if there was really a ghost.
I glanced at Lin Zi and replied to Wu Jia in a low voice: "It's better not to know some things, because the truth may not be what you want."
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