With the faint light in the corridor, I turned my head to look at the basement, and I always felt that this place was covered by a large black atmosphere...

Go back to the kitchen and eat your dinner. Put the bowls and chopsticks into the sink and walk towards your room.

Standing in the small room, Qiuli looked at the decorations that seemed to have not changed. She quickly walked to the head of the bed and squatted down. The shape of the quilt was different.

The location of the book under the pillow is also different.

There are a lot of things, but fortunately she kept the photos close to her body and was not taken away by anyone.

She picked up the book and flipped through a few pages. The door was knocked and she threw it on the bed.

There was a cook at the door. She was holding a bouquet of daisies in her hand, and there were still water droplets hanging on it: "Dear Qiupear, I picked it in the garden, will I help you put the flowers?"

Qiuli reached out to take it and said, "It looks so good, I'll do it myself. The weather is not good, so go back quickly." Seeing her turn obediently, she added: "Remember to close the doors and windows tonight."

The cook shook his fat little hands, his voice excited: "Okay, then I'll go back first, see you tomorrow."

After closing the door, Qiuli went to wash up first, changed into pajamas, lay on the bed, and held the book in her hand, and a red maple leaf floated down from it.

Qiu Li was caught by hand.

The light suddenly went out. A cold wind blew over and Qiuli shivered. At the same time, a line of words appeared in front of her.

[Emma's shelter;

A soul who was betrayed by her lover, put it on her forehead, and her sorrow can make creatures within a radius of three meters shed tears;

Valid time: 1 minute; cooldown time: 12 hours; usage times: as long as the place where you live is not damaged.]

Emma? After her memory revived, she looked at the name again and felt different, with a hint of sadness and affection.

Looking at this explanation, I was betrayed by my lover! Could it be that David was abandoned at all?

Soul state, that is, she is dead?

A sad feeling emerged in my heart for no reason, and tears flowed down completely uncontrollable. This was the residual obsession in the original body.

Qiuli was a little panicked and reached out to press the light switch without any response.

Wipe the tears, put on the shoes, quickly opened the door and looked out. Sure enough, the entire castle was pitch black.

There was a noise coming from the second floor. It didn't take long to calm down again.

She locked the door and lay back on the bed. Not long after, her eyes adapted to the darkness.

She read this book countless times, but she never found maple leaves. Could it be that she had the photos first, so this is a chain plot?

As soon as she gritted her teeth, she put the maple leaf on her forehead.

She is only one creature in three meters. It seems that this is a prop for indiscriminate attack.

She looked at the transparent soul body in front of her with tears, and Emma seemed to recognize her.

Qiuli sobbed and asked her: "Time is limited, I'll ask you, how did you die?"

Emma, ​​who was transparent, stood up straight, looked at Qiuli, with a hint of confusion on her face: "Am I dead?"

It's over! He turned out to be a confused ghost. Qiuli wailed in her heart. How could this question continue?

"Qiuli, I had a fight with David, so I hid..." She stretched out her hand and touched Qiuli's cheek: "Are you here to find me?"

Her hands were cold and with some moisture, Qiuli shivered: "Yes, I came to find you specifically. Where are you hiding after the quarrel?" He wiped the tears from his face, and the new tears continued to flow down...

"In the woods, it's in that maple forest."

"Why am I here? Am I really dead?" She looked down at her body.

Qiuli had to ask what else? In a minute, the tears stopped and Emma's figure disappeared.

She ran to the bathroom and washed her face in the dark.

The cold air in the air was even more intense, and she found a thick outer robe in the dark and wrapped herself tightly.

Lying on the bed, she put the maple leaves close to her body and a rag. Although the maple leaves were of no use, they were defeated by surprise.

The sadness in my heart has disappeared. It seems that the obsession of the original body has completely disappeared after seeing Emma.

Lying on the bed, under the warmth of the bedding, she gradually fell asleep.

In Room 205 on the second floor, Johnson, a flat-headed man, sat up from the bathroom toilet for the last time, and his stomach's reaction had calmed down.

The medicines given to him by his roommate Li Xiaolin who lives in the same room worked.

He touched his cramped abdomen and pressed the rinse button. The bathroom was very dark, and there were branches outside the window rustling by the wind. He pinched the comb in his arms and felt calm.

The candle light swayed. He washed his hands and looked up at the mirror. His face was not good, with a hint of sallow yellowness.

Shaking his head, he reached for the candle, and found that he had changed in the mirror in the afterglow, and he took a step back suddenly.

A familiar face appeared in the mirror: "Jacques!" he exclaimed.

The water vapor has been filled with the bathroom since unknown, and the air around it has become cold.

"Why don't you save me?" Jacques' face was a little deformed, and his expression was sad and angry: "You obviously have a substitute prop!"

"I..." Johnson wanted to speak but stopped, but his mind was like a slurry, his thinking almost stopped, and guilt came towards him like a tide.

He and Jacques are also good friends in reality, but no matter how good a friend is, it is not worth using the stand-alone props, which is his way to save his life.

"You are like them, all hypocrites." Jacques' figure in the mirror shook, a little unreal.

He stretched out his hand: "But I choose to forgive you and show me your comb, my brother."

Johnson vaguely felt something was wrong, but sadness and guilt occupied his mind. He put the stand-in prop and an inconspicuous hair comb in front of the faucet.

He looked at the comb and waved several times to pick him up again.

"My brother, please let me dress you up. Look, she can't wait."

The candle flame turned blue by the water vapor, and Jacques took off the tie tie around his neck and handed it to Johnson.

In Johnson's eyes, the surroundings had changed. The bachelor's party had ended. A group of friends were joking about him. His best friend Jacques smiled and wanted to tie him up.

This is his wedding scene, and the bride is shyly waving to him not far away.

He became happy.

Johnson raised a smile on his lips and leaned his head over.

The tie was tied, and Jacques in the mirror snapped his fingers: "May your soul reach heaven."

The water vapor gradually dissipated, and Li Xiaolin outside the bathroom knocked on the door: "Johnson, are you doing well, Johnson? I want to use the bathroom."

The flames of the candles in the room swayed, and the bathroom door creaked and opened a gap.

Johnson did not come out, Li Xiaolin suppressed her anger and continued to say with a good temper: "Then will I open the door?"

He reached out and pushed the door gently.
Chapter completed!