love you like a song

In the cold night sky, half the moon hangs obliquely, and the stars are twinkling.

The entire world outside was faintly glowing with a light green light, while white snowflakes fell out of thin air, dotted with stars.Everything seems so natural.

Standing in front of the window, Mu Zi'an opened his eyes wide, rubbed them, and continued to watch.

The falling white snowflakes actually grew bigger and bigger on the street, and only after reaching a certain size did they gradually change from blurred to clear.Only then did she realize that it was not white snowflakes, but clusters of white light.

When those light bodies became as big as a human's fist, transparent shadows emerged from the light bodies—transparent human figures.

When all the light bodies turned into figures and stood on the street, Mu Zi'an looked down at his watch: six o'clock in the morning.

The figure began to walk, slowly and firmly, walking in a fixed direction on the street, as if queuing up, crossing the boundary between life and death.

In that thin but enduring gesture.

Mu Zi'an looked at the shadows that kept moving forward, and subconsciously leaned forward, trying to get a better look.But it seems that because of this, she exposed her tracks.

She clearly saw a shadow walking closest to the house, raised its gray face, and stared at her fiercely.At the moment when she received the gaze from another world, her soul almost went out of her body, and she subconsciously hid behind the curtain like stealing a bell.

Mu Zi'an's mind went blank, but for some reason, his senses became more acute.

"Ha ha……"

Laughter came from very close to her ear, and she sang the content of half of the song unconsciously before, whispering, as if returning to her former residence.

"Needles, injections are painful.

Flammable skin, and deadly hunger and thirst.

Beyond thought.

Discover dreams.

Jump, jump, jump, baby.

Step out of life, away from yourself.

Die with me. "

The girl's voice came from the bathroom, and the surroundings were quiet.The old British couple seemed to have fallen asleep, and their voices became clearer and clearer.Mu Zi'an squatted on the ground for a long time before deciding to walk towards the back room.

The door of the inner room was half-closed and ajar, revealing a gap in which a light was on.Mu Zi stood quietly at the door and looked over, only to see a long shadow dragging on the ground.

Who is there?

She gently opened the door, but did not go in.At that moment, the singing stopped abruptly, and Mu Zi'an suddenly felt an ominous premonition, and his heart beat violently.

Continue to push the door, and the scene inside is revealed.

This is a white enamel-painted bathroom, facing a curved mirror, dental jars are scattered in a mess.

Mu Zi'an looked at the mirror.

In the mirror, she raised her head and smiled at Mu Zi'an. The smile was innocent and cruel, like a child who crushed ants to death with her fingers. After laughing, her little face turned pale, covered in cold sweat, and her bangs stuck to her forehead .

She was about to wipe the sweat off her face when she suddenly made an uncontrollable "crack" sound, like hiccupping.

Looking sideways, at some point in the mirror, she was looking at herself with wide-open eyes.

That look made Mu Zi'an very uncomfortable, looking at people from the bottom up.Her face was as pale as paper, coupled with this strange look in her eyes, made her heart twitch violently.

Really, for some reason, at this moment, Mu Zi'an was suddenly scared.

I can't tell the reason, but I feel cold all over.

"Are you Lily?"

Mu Zi'an tried to call out.

In the mirror, she just looked at Mu Zi'an like this, the corners of her mouth slowly parted, revealing a cat-like smile.

Mu Zi'an took a deep breath, barely calmed down, and showed the temperament of being a teacher for many years.

"Lily, this is my body."

There was still an uncontrollable "clack" sound in the throat, which was clear and crisp, and with every hiccup, the body squirmed, giving people the illusion that something in the stomach was crawling out of the esophagus.

It was like Mu Zi'an was hiccupping to expel that ghost from his stomach.

Between the hiccups, he started laughing strangely again.Her eyes were unfocused, and she was extremely dazed, but the laughter seemed to be seeing something particularly interesting, and it could no longer be described as happy.

With childlike evil in the smile.

This kind of laughter is definitely not something that you can make yourself. If you insist on finding a master for this kind of laughter, Mu Zi'an thinks it should be made by an eight-nine-year-old child.

Her legs were a little weak, and she had a strong feeling that her body was not her own, it was very strange, it belonged to someone else, for example: Lily.

Suddenly, a pair of hands tightly grasped Mu Zi'an's neck - it was her own hands.

The short-term suffocation distorted the features on his face, and his head was soaked in cold sweat.The light was extremely dim, and the atmosphere in the room was very depressing. Mu Zi'an was really scared.

She was pinching herself with great strength, twisting from side to side, not like a little girl at all, completely hysterical.Mu Zi'an roared with difficulty through the thin air.

"This is my body!"

She reluctantly raised her right hand and gave herself a palm in the face, half of her face was swollen immediately, and tears came out, and then she felt a little bit in control of her body.

What scares Mu Zi'an the most is the smile on his face.

While struggling, she smiled strangely, with a sinister and creepy smile.

Is this really her body... Mu Zi'an was trembling all over, stuttering and unable to speak.

After a while, Lili stopped attacking her, but stared blankly at Mu Zi'an.Seeing this, Mu Zi'an looked in the mirror and stepped back vigilantly.

As he retreated, his body suddenly became much lighter. Mu Zian turned his head and looked over: she was actually face to face with his body in an unimaginable posture.

In an instant, the reflex caused by shock was greater than thought, and Mu Zian rushed out...forgot to open the door, and went straight through... After a daze, she came to the group of figures.

Looking back at the attic:

that self.

No, Lily was still watching her from the attic.

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The sky seems to be exaggerated after splashing ink, covering the whole sky with eloquence, oppressive and oppressive.

There was a green light all around, and Mu Zi'an followed them, the surrounding colors were getting darker, and the vision in front of him gradually became blurred.

Did he die again?

The deserted street, with gusts of wind blowing from time to time, she only wanted to find that when she finally parted, it turned out to be a strange street in a foreign country...

Will I be alone with this city?

Mu Zi'an shivered, and looked around the city. Although it was not as cold as in northern China in winter, she was still chilled when the cold wind blew in. She wrapped her hands tightly around her chest, trying to give herself a little warmth.

It's just that on this cold morning, Mu Zi'an's actions obviously didn't warm her up much, but instead made her look like a wanderer, or more like a beggar, walking in the street, with cars passing by at speed one after another.

The passing vehicles couldn't see her, nor could they see these shadows.

Some of the shadows passed through the walls, and some passed through the vehicles, moving straight ahead stubbornly.She followed, equally dazedly, and probably went back.

Nan Nan, you're still at home, waiting for her to come back, right?

However, she can only measure the length of this British winter night alone with her feet!

Not even a farewell call, leaving alone...

I don't know how long I walked, one day, or three days, and I didn't feel tired.

Mu Zi'an followed in a daze until he came to a long, dark corridor.

Walking in the middle of the corridor, she heard some shrill shouts, and the closer they got, the louder they became. After walking through the long corridor, there were two forked roads.

There are two roads in front, the main road is the courtyard and the small road is secluded.One looks simple and unpretentious, and the other looks elegant and chic, which looks evenly matched.The only difference is that those thousands of shrill and endless screams came from the main road.

Seeing that most of those shadows were drifting towards the quiet path, Mu Zi'an hesitated for a moment, smiled wryly, and walked towards the main road with endless screams, when suddenly he was slapped heavily on the back.

She didn't react at first, she was stunned for a moment, and then her legs became weak, and she almost fell to her knees.

Looking back.

Through the weak light, Mu Zi'an could vaguely see that standing behind her was a white-haired old man with a face like a baby - he was wearing a black gossip robe and was holding a yellow leather lantern, looking up and down at him.

Mu Zi'an's face was a little gloomy under the shining candlelight, and she frowned.

"What are you looking at?"

The author has something to say:

Uh, this article is a bit gloomy. In the middle of the night, the wolf wrote it very frighteningly.In response to the previous foreshadowing, the wolf fought...don't lose the collection, the wolf will be sad⊙ω⊙...