He and She and Him Who Listen to the Strange News

"Leave me time..." "I really can't even..." "A parasite like me..." "This life is like a puppet..." ——These four different voices, together with the unsolved case of "Through the Looking Glass" four years ago, echo in my ears day and night. "Can I really... Be able to hold on to this glimmer of light that my old friend burned everything... Before he handed it to me?" Few people in the world know that the ghost stories I write about are not fabricated. The reclusive and wandering demon hides in the depths of mountains and forests; the paranoid and momentary spirit is trapped in the cycle of old dreams and obsessions; the chaotic and absolute strangeness lies dormant in the mirror and the shadow of the moon to peer. What we see, hear, and feel is never a symptom, but a sign that the order is about to loosen. And "Through the Looking Glass" is the first crack While I was rubbing paper and pen, Xiao Mia's urgent voice came from outside the door. "Your Majesty! Wan Lingzemeng's side is again..." I paused at the tip of my pen and sighed helplessly. What is supposed to come will always come. "I know, little Mia" Take off the key with the red string. "Give it to Mr. Yunjing and tell her that our 'Detective Wind' can set off." "As for Wan Lingze Meng, I will go there myself." Now that the rules written in ink have expired, let the breeze of change blow from the river of eternity. … "I know, old lady" Still calling people as usual The case of Flowers in the Mirror and Moon in the Everlasting River? What a trouble But... No matter what, someone has to give an explanation to the living people—— Even though no one applauded this story. … "Welcome to join us, number eight, number nine..." [Strange monsters] [Suspense reasoning] [Fantasy] [Healing & Depressing] [Group portrait]