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Why do oil lamps light up in an empty old house at night?
The bloody handprints in the woodshed were still fresh, and the abandoned baby he had seen during the day pressed his face against the window, with a toothless smile that was innocent and weird.
I accidentally met a woman who wears a hat all the time, has a very low body temperature, and never likes to communicate with others, but she does not refuse your closeness.
You held her hand, and the feeling of being spied on finally weakened, but the fear of being locked made your back tremble.
In order to comfort you who is panicking and having insomnia, your friend volunteers to accompany you to sleep.
But you woke up in the middle of the night and saw...
Deng Jia, who insisted on returning to his old home, wanted to escape from the town, but the other side of the stone bridge was shrouded in gray fog.
Standing on the bridge, there is an unknown fog in front of you, and behind you are your friends approaching you.
Her smile is still beautiful, her cold kiss once fell on your lips, and now she reaches out to you.
Countless eyes lit up behind her in the dark town, and faint will-o'-the-wisps ignited in the river, reflecting her pale face that had never seen the sun.
You, the little snack in their eyes, can you still escape?
Welcome to read.
Foodie, slow girl & taciturn naughty girl
Intention: Everyone has his own destiny, and wealth lies in heaven.
