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The song goes like this...

Forget the green water and the continuous raindrops, no one comes to talk about it

So I sigh, fate comes and goes

There are so many non-words in this world and there is no storm.

Only calls people with little affection

Flowers bloom and fade. Who cares?

Winter goes and spring comes back, old things are hard to break, the heart can’t see through it

Ah, deep love, easy to get drunk, falling flowers cover up right and wrong

Sleepless and accompanying each other, the flowers fall and wither in the blink of an eye

The sound of cicadas chirping on a midnight night is reminiscent

In the shadow of the shadow, if you are close, if you are far away

If this is a dream, why does it cause ripples?

Unintentionally buried deep in my heart...

The song is beautiful and moving, but it is full of sadness and loneliness, which makes people unable to help but immerse themselves in it.

From this piece of music, I seemed to see a desperate and lonely woman, miserable and desolate, and finally ended her life alone.

A song, a life.

It wasn't until the music slowly stopped that I realized that the corners of my eyes were already wet.

I actually cried!

Mother Lin seemed to be no longer so afraid.

The one who had the biggest reaction was Lin Jianguo. He grabbed his hair with both hands and slowly, slowly knelt down on the ground.

With a look of pain on his face, he spoke slowly, and his voice was even more painful.

"Stop singing, please stop singing, I'm sorry, I'm sorry...I'm sorry, I'm sorry for you..."

Tears flowed down the corners of Lin Jianguo's eyes.

He cried, cried in a mess, and cried in sorrow.

It is hard to imagine that Lin Jianguo, a strong man, would have such a side.

I stared at all of this blankly. Under the original technique, everything was restored, but this was beyond my expectation. Instead of letting me get the answer, it made me even more confused.

I can see that Lin Jianguo is not afraid of anything at this moment, but is showing his true feelings, because this kind of thing cannot be faked!

From this song, I can tell that there is a poor woman in this fog.

If it weren't for this miserable life experience, why would he be so heartbroken?

If not for this ill-fated fate, why would this soul never return to heaven?

Although I don't know what happened to this woman, I can already guess that Lin Jianguo has an unshirkable responsibility behind this tragedy.

At this time, the shadow slowly floated to the bed, and the bedside table slowly opened. After a few books fell, a box floated out. The box opened by itself, revealing a photo frame.

I saw clearly that it was the photo frame in Lin Jianguo's hand just now. Unexpectedly, it came from Lin Jianguo's room.

It seems that these photo frames should have been treasured by Lin Jian.

But judging from the age of the photo frame, it is almost as old as Lin Jian. The woman inside will naturally be bigger than the photo frame. But why would Lin Jian treasure this photo?

There is only one answer, unless he is obsessed with the person in the photo!

The photo album fell in front of Lin Jianguo, and there was a soft pop, which woke up the grieving Lin Jianguo. The moment he saw the photo, he was stunned.

For a moment, his eyes were full of nostalgia and fascination.

At this moment, I could basically conclude one thing. The woman in this photo must have had an emotional experience with Lin Jianguo, and it was an unforgettable emotion.

"Mr. Lang, do you still remember me?" The faint voice sounded again.

Damn it, it really is like this, the other party calls Lin Jianguo "husband", there is no doubt that the two of them are lovers.

Unexpectedly, both father and son actually like the same woman!

But immediately, I felt that this guess was inappropriate. After all, what Lin Jian was facing was just a photo!

What is the origin of this photo? Lin Jianguo couldn't have put the photo of his old lover in his son's drawer, right?

The key is that this was clearly treasured by Lin Jian.

This is obviously unjustifiable.

Moreover, it goes against the principles of human ethics for both father and son to like the same skin.

Facing the woman's voice, Lin Jianguo trembled all over. He saw him carefully picking up the photo, then holding it in front of him and looking at it carefully.

As he looked at it, his eyes gradually became calmer and gentler, and finally he became a little obsessed, staring at the photo with his eyes, as if he was being drawn into his soul.

No, something is not normal.

Under normal circumstances, no matter how deep the love is, it is impossible to be so obsessed!

Just as I was thinking about it, I suddenly saw a blood line suddenly appear in the fat man's eyes. It was a very clear blood line, as if a small insect flashed across his eyes.

I was slightly shocked, as if I had heard of such a situation somewhere, but for a while I couldn't remember it.

No, we can't go on like this, otherwise Fatty will definitely not be able to bear it. This thing is so abnormal that I can no longer tell whether it is true or false, because it is so real.

If it affects the body of a fat person, the gain will outweigh the loss.

Thinking of this, I was about to forcibly cut off the original technique. Just when I walked to the alarm clock and was about to turn it on again, an accident happened.

In the mist, a slightly cold voice suddenly rang next to my ears.

"Are you using forbidden magic just to see the past? Why should you stop!"

The sound was not loud, but when these words fell in my ears, they were like a thunder, making me break into a cold sweat.

It was as if a bucket of ice water was poured directly on my head. A bone-deep coldness spread to my body in an instant, making me feel cold all over.

Cold sweat flowed down my forehead, and my hand stopped less than a foot away from the alarm clock.

At this moment, I don't know what to do?

I began to regret that I didn't listen to my grandfather's warning. The original technique exceeded the original rules, and the accident happened.

This woman has indeed been recreated, just like Fatty and Lin Wan, but it is just a simulation. Although the characters are Lin Jianguo and Lin's mother, they are still two people, Fatty and Lin Wan.

So, I have always thought this way just now, and this woman in the mist should be the same, she should be an illusory scene, and it is impossible to see the real scene under the Gengen Technique.

But the reality is that not only did she see me, she also spoke to me, as if she had always existed in this real room.

But she is clearly part of the original art, whether it's the aura or the gap in the glass, it can be explained.

I understand this very clearly.

But here’s the problem, is she an illusion or reality?

This is the scariest place, it’s terrifying to think about it!

I secretly swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva, gritted my teeth, and decided to stop the Original Art no matter what.

Grandpa is right, the more unknown something is, the more terrifying the consequences will be.

Thinking of this, I moved forward without hesitation, grabbed the alarm clock, and took action without hesitation.

Like carrying coffins in Kowloon


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