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Huang Xiangyun quarreled with them for a while before saying: "Okay, stop making trouble and I won't talk about it."

The girls immediately quieted down and huddled together, staring at him with big eyes, like a group of hungry puppies waiting for their master to feed them.

Huang Xiangyun coughed a few times and continued to narrate.

"……"ah! "

With a shrill scream, Li Tianyan opened his eyes!

Is it a dream?He suddenly saw a pair of faint green eyes staring at him!

"what"

"Meow"

He screamed again, and a big black cat screamed horribly, passed in front of him, burrowed into the wall and disappeared!

Li Tianyan was panting violently, his face was extremely pale, his wide-open eyes stared blankly at the roof, without blinking for a long time.

The dream just now was too weird and terrifying. He always thought he had woken up from a dream, but he was still in a nightmare.

He didn't know if he had been living in a nightmare all along, and it was the same now!

Nightmare, when will I wake up? ...is it at the end of life?

Li Tianyan suddenly felt very tired, so tired that breathing was a burden!

At this time, the sense of fear that entangled him suddenly receded like a tide, leaving only the sense of emptiness from life and the incomparable boredom from life!

Li Tianyan suddenly wanted to commit suicide, to end this life that has been plagued by fear and nightmares in a calm or gorgeous way!

What are people living for?What's the point of a life full of pain, sorrow, and fear without joy?

In fact, he had long wanted to die in the past.Therefore, there is always a bottle of poison with him. When he can't bear this heavy life, he can end him!

Death, perhaps, is the best relief from a bleak life.Someone once said that to him.

Li Tianyan got out of bed and opened his suitcase. In the net bag on the side of the suitcase, there was a small bottle of blue medicine.

He took out the bottle of potion, looking at the crystal clear gem-like color, he was a little dazed.

This potion is spiritual. She has always hoped to drink this bottle of potion at the most beautiful time in her life, and then die peacefully.She didn't want to let him see her who was not beautiful.

She really went there before she reached the most beautiful time in her life.She died for him, but damn he is still living miserably!

He looked at the bottle of potion over and over again against the light, recalling the time with Ling.

At this time, he suddenly longed to return to the nightmare of the girl in red.If Ling can accompany him, so what if she is a ghost?

Life and death, everyone ghosts, he should have looked down on it long ago!

Although his life was not long, did he experience such things rarely?Horror, weirdness, bleakness and desolation, isn't that what his life is all about?

Happiness is not without it, but when the spirit that brought him happiness left this world, all happy memories became a kind of irony and a source of pain!

There is no joy in his life.If he goes, he can be reunited with the spirit!How wonderful that is!

Suddenly, he saw some densely packed small words written on the small white label of the bottle.

Shui Sheng: Actually, I have always wanted to accompany you to the end of the years, and I don't even care that you see my old state.But in life, who can say for sure, who can be the master? ... I think when you see these words of mine, I am no longer by your side, and you must be tired of an unsatisfactory life, and want to end it with this! ... But my dear, I don't want you to do that! ...Because after you end your life, you may not be able to meet me, and the memories that belong to me in your mind may all be turned into ashes with your body! ...My dear, I am very selfish, even if I can't accompany you, even if you live in pain, I still hope that our happy time will stay in this world and in your memory! …Dear Shuisheng, can you live strong for your spirit until all pain is gone and all fear is gone? ... Shui Sheng, Ling is kissing you, use this kiss to bring you the power to fulfill the selfish thoughts of a little girl who loves you deeply!

After Li Tianyan finished reading this passage, tears were streaming down his face, my dear Ling!

"I don't have the right to choose to die. Ling, I will definitely live well until the day you said!"

Li Tianyan murmured in a low voice, and put the bottle of medicine back into the box.Then he took out a picture frame inside, which had always been framed with a picture of the spirit.

"what!"

When Li Tianyan turned the upside-down mirror frame over, he let out a scream and shook the frame in his hand hastily!

In the mirror frame was a face that was supposed to be beautiful, but now it was a bloody, fragmented face!Ling's photo turned into Aunt Yun's appearance!

The frame that came off his hand didn't make the broken sound he expected, but fell into the three plush dolls in the corner indiscriminately.It was so silent, it made him feel very weird!

Yes, it is very spooky!What's weird is not just because the mirror frame will fall into that corner so accurately, as if being held there by an invisible hand!And he clearly knew that his flick didn't have that much power to make the frame fly so far!

And this is not the only weird thing!He clearly remembered that the three plush dolls sitting on the bed were placed in the corner for him facing him, but now they all turned their backs to him and faced the corner!Three in a row, exactly the same as sitting on the bed before!

Li Tianyan looked at the three dolls in the corner with a pale face, feeling anxious in his heart!But he couldn't help but want to step forward to see who the person in the frame is!

That was the only photo that Ling left him, and her portrait was also copied from that photo!Ling never liked taking pictures, so even though he and her had been in love for many years and lived together, they didn't take a photo together.It was that photo, and it was also an old photo she dug out from nowhere.

According to Ling, that photo was also her only one.This photo is as precious as Li Tianyan's life!If he hadn't been frightened just now, he would never be willing to throw it away!

Perhaps, it is also possible that the photo in the frame is really not a spirit... but Aunt Yun's broken and bloody face!

Could it be... Could there be such a thing as ghosts in the world?If there really was, why didn't the spirit appear in front of him and live with him?