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Chapter 19

A person left his hometown T city to study abroad.

It's lonely in a foreign country.During the long night, he entered the chat room of T city, looking for someone to chat with.There were a total of dozens of people, and everyone chatted in full swing. They only bid farewell to each other when the sky was about to dawn, and they went offline one after another.

The next day, he heard that a 7.8-magnitude earthquake occurred in T city last night, almost destroying the whole city.

The writer's house on Jili Street, with a living area of ​​100 square meters.

He lived alone, it was very empty, and he looked out to see the misty sky.This is the 24th floor.

During the fake divorce, the house was also assigned to the name of his ex-wife. Now, he is only living for free. Whenever his ex-wife wants the house, he has to move out immediately.

Gu Panpan "bited" him and made him deeply understand the dual character of good and evil of the Internet.He quit the Internet for a few days, and soon became addicted to it again.

He has a high-level QQ group, which can accommodate up to 200 people, all of whom are his admirers.They call themselves "wax gourd shreds".

It seems that only by soaking in this place can he temporarily forget the fear of reality - just like a spider, he doesn't know how to crawl without the web.

After being frightened in the prop building, he didn't go to the company for three or four days.

On this day, he continued to stay at home, draw the curtains tightly, and chat in the QQ group.

QQ is a door, if you walk in, you will meet many illusory people.

In the afternoon, a newcomer was added, whose name was actually called Meubimamefen!
The writer is too familiar with this weird name.That mysterious text message was sent by this person!
Entering this QQ group, you can directly talk to idols, which is an exciting thing for ordinary viewers.The eyes and eyes are different, and they don't rush to talk. The name hangs there silently, and it seems that they will always be just a spectator.

The writer checked this person's profile, real name: empty.age: null.Gender: null.Country, Region, City: empty.Contact number: empty.Email: empty.

The writer said: the sub-items are good.Are you new here?

There was no response.

The area of ​​the QQ group dialog box is limited, ten people talking at the same time, just like swiping the screen.It is very likely that the author did not see what the author said, and he was about to ask again, when the other party suddenly said: Teacher, it is getting dark soon.

Yes, it was getting dark, and the room was already a little dark.

The writer asked again: Memememe, have you ever sent me a text message?

After a while, the other party said again: "When it's dark, you can't find candles. If you can't find candles, you won't have light. If you don't have light, you can't find candles...

In the darkness of the night, the words seemed even stranger.

The writer continued to ask: Memumufen, can't you see my words!
After a while, the other party continued: Teacher, you should go home, really, you should go home...

The writer stared at the name stupidly and stopped talking.

At night, the writer suffers from insomnia.

At about one o'clock in the morning, he reluctantly got up again, turned on the computer, and re-entered the QQ group.

There was dead silence in the QQ group, and everyone withdrew.

Only the eyes and ears are hanging there quietly, without saying a word.

The writer clicked on the chat history, wanting to revisit the words that Mememebe said.However, after browsing through it, his eyes widened.

Here is part of the conversation:
……

Coward: Do you believe that ghosts exist in this world?

Charing Cross Road: I only believe in your existence.

Writer: The sub-items are good.Are you new here?

Three-Gen Hu: I am not afraid of ghosts, only people.

Your servant: The teacher said this sentence - Doubt is closer to the truth.

Fidgety Swing: I'm the closest to the truth, hehe.

Writer: Did you ever text me?
Australian Liberation Army: Do you dare to say that this QQ group is full of people?

S: I'm at home by myself, don't scare me.

Writer: Mememe, can't you see my words?

Forever Babies: I think there's only one name here that's the least human.

Zhang Gugu: I know who it is - "people".

……

Everyone's words exist, but they are not subdivided!
The writer thought for a while, clicked on the small window of the eyes, and requested the video.

The other party actually accepted the request.

The writer's heart was beating wildly.

The screen connection is a bit slow...

The writer's eyes were fixed on the screen, and he didn't even dare to blink.Now, he is finally going to see the true face of this object...

The video door slowly opened, and the image of the other party appeared at once——she was the dead Gu Panpan!
When the writer was recording a program in the prop building, there was a line like this - the girl hung from a tree all night, and her body seemed to be twice as long as usual.Even though there was no wind, her body turned slowly, facing southwest for a while, and northeast for a while...

Aren't the eyes and eyes the same as "Panpan" that has been stretched twice as long!

Above the screen, a thick rope hangs down and wraps around Gu Panpan's neck.Gu Panpan didn't look at the camera, but slowly unwrapped it, put it on, untied it, put it on again, untied it, put it on again...

The writer turned on the power of the computer at once.

(End of this chapter)