The Scholar Who Walks at Night and the Temple

"Zhang Sheng... Zhang Sheng... Come here... Come here, I miss you so much..." A faint female voice suddenly came to my ears, "Zhang Sheng... Come here... I will Here..." The voice came one after another. I didn't know where it came from. When I was wondering who it was calling, the road in front of me gradually became blurred. I turned around in a daze and walked towards a dark, dilapidated and desolate big house. Subconsciously, it seems that I have a special connection with her, and her voice has an irresistible attraction to me. Gravity.