I received a bounce from a non-existent player

After she finished saying these words, she went offline, leaving me sitting in front of the computer desk with chills all over, and it took me a long time to recover.

I've always been timid, so it's okay to say once, but I've already started to feel scared when I encountered two strange things in a row. I was about to log off and turn off my phone, but Meishu replied to my message at this time.

[Mei Shu] said quietly: Do you have any other stockpiles of these three sets of books in your bag?

A fool can realize that the situation is wrong, and of course I dare not continue to ignore him. I typed three words tremblingly, because I was so frightened that my hands were shaking a bit awkwardly:

You quietly said to [Mei Shu]: There is a way

[Mei Shu] quietly said: destroy

How dare I be negligent, I quickly dragged a book out of my backpack and destroyed it.Originally, I hoped to sell these things to support my family, but in a blink of an eye, it turned from a cash cow to a hot potato. I couldn't help being terrified and a little embarrassed.

You quietly said to [Meishu]: After the destruction, what will happen next?

As soon as I sent out this secret chat, suddenly there was a crisp sound of jingling in the earphone.It was the notification sound of a letter arriving.The mailing system of Jiansan is like this. When someone sends you something, there will be a reminder when it arrives. The paid mail you send to others will also send the money by mail after the other person pays.This sound is similar to the sound of wind chimes colliding with each other. I have to listen to it more than ten or twenty times a day when I am doing business.

I opened the messenger reflexively, and couldn't help being stunned when I saw the three letters lying in the unread list.

Three sets of books, 24 no more, no less, were returned intact.Different from ordinary return mail, there is a sentence attached to each letter:

"When the coffin was opened, there was no corpse."

I only sold a set of books to the player with the ID [Von Nuo Erman] in the past two days, so this return letter must be returned by him, but the letter will take at least 10 minutes to return, and now he should return it. How could it be possible to return the book without receiving it?

I added the ID "Feng Nuoerman" again.

Still doesn't exist.

A sense of unease grew stronger.My hand holding the mouse began to sweat, and although my eyes were still fixed on the phrase "open the coffin but no corpse", I began to feel dizzy.

Just then, my phone buzzed.

I was frightened by the familiar ringtone of the incoming call, and my whole body trembled. I rubbed my sweaty palms on my pants, and looked at the lit phone screen with lingering fear.The remarks above are two words that have not appeared in my life for a long time - Jiang Heng.

I hesitated for a moment, but still picked up the phone.

"It's not too late, what's the matter?" His voice was a little anxious.

No matter how far it is concerned, I am always easily defeated in front of him.Listening to that long-lost voice, I relaxed. The fear and longing that hung in my heart smashed my city embankment to pieces. I could barely hold on just now. Now when I speak, my voice trembles imperceptibly: "Heng..."

"I'm here." He paused, then asked again, "Are you all right?"

"I didn't send..." I trembled, "I just..."

"I know...it's fine if I didn't send it." He seemed to be relieved, and then there was silence on the other side of the phone.

His reaction made me faintly feel that something bad happened to me, but I didn't want to be too surprised in front of him. After all, he is also an ex-boyfriend. Maintain your own face in front of you.I didn't know what to say, and I was about to ask what was going on while wiping away the tears from my fright, when the secret chat in the game suddenly rang.

I looked down and saw that most of the content was——

"Sir, do you sell books?" "Is the book still available?"

I froze for a moment.

I don't seem to... didn't use the ads?

And these words...

Before I could figure out how to reply, Jiang Heng's voice sounded calm: "You'd better not reply indiscriminately. These people who ask you to buy books are not living people."

"Wh...what do you mean?" I felt uncomfortable when he told me, "And how do you know that someone is secretly talking about me? That Hualuo also knows that you are secretly talking about me, after all..."

He was silent for a while, and said: "You can understand after reading the returned books."

There was a steady stream of secret chats, and the sound of ding-dong was endless.Normally, if there is a business, I would be so happy to throw myself in front of the computer, but now faced with this abnormal frequency of close chats, and Jiang Heng's "not a living person", I don't even dare to look at it. Look, hurriedly took off the earphones, clicked on the messenger amidst the ding-dong sound that can still be heard from a distance, hesitated before clicking on the [Backed letter: Hongchen Enmity], and asked: "Can I read it?"

He smiled: "With me here, what are you afraid of?"

【look at me.With me here, what are you afraid of? 】

This sentence suddenly flashed in my mind, it was Jiang Heng's voice, but when and where he said it to me, I couldn't remember at all.

Out of nowhere, I said, "What happened to you at the beginning of this year?"

Listening to the silence on the other side of the phone, I also belatedly realized what I had chosen to talk about.

I opened my mouth, but there was a lump in my throat, and I couldn't say a word.

I'll wait for another explanation—an explanation half a year late.

I remember that was the last time we met.The last message he sent me before boarding the plane was "Happy New Year", and the second message after he disappeared for seven days was a simple and nonchalant "Let's end it".

why?

I wanted to say something, anything, to cover the terrible silence, but my body wouldn't let me speak, forcing me to wait for him to explain.

"...Forget it, pretend I didn't ask..." In the end, I was the first to lose, shaking my head and nodding the return letter, "I'm not afraid, and you don't have to be so ambiguous with me."