The first two doubts can also be explained simply as the mechanical action of the muscles involved in the atrophy of the nerves after the death of the deceased. Copy this address to browse//%77%77%77%2e%62%69%71%69%2e%6d%65/ But how to interpret her voice. There is not a single case in the world where the vocal cords can still produce a clear sound after death.

'Next is you. What does that mean? The dead girl pointed to the long-haired girl, so does this death prophecy mean that the next wilted and dying girl will be the long-haired girl?

My mind was a mess, and I couldn't find the slightest clue. I was so annoyed that I opened the door and walked into the dormitory, and I didn't care if it was dirty or not, so hard I fell on my back on the bed.

After thinking about it, I took out the letter that Zhou You wrote to me and read it carefully. Since I briefly mentioned some of Thaksin's contents some time ago, I have filtered down the rest of the letter and excerpted it below.

Dear Mr. Nightfall

Hello.

I am your loyal reader. By the way, first let me introduce myself. My name is Zhou You, and I am a first-year student in the Department of Folklore at Yunshi University. When I stepped out of my freshman year and into my sophomore year. He was sent to Zhoushui University, a sister university, as an exchange student for one year.

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I've always read Mr. Night's books, and I can't get enough of the weird and bizarre stories in them. Forgive me, maybe I'm a little bit of a bad wording. But this is my first time writing a letter, and I've been in some trouble lately.

It may be inappropriate to say that it is troublesome. Because it's so weird.

After coming to Zhoushui University, I felt very depressed here. Of course, the people here are very nice and the folk customs are very simple. It's just that recently there is a game circulating among students.

A kind of game about crossroads.

I don't know when this game started and from whom. In order to integrate into this school as soon as possible, I joined an inexplicable club called 'Beauty'. Then I inexplicably played a game of crossroads.

I'm sorry I swear I can't tell anyone the details of this game. However, I didn't feel anything at first, but after a while, I realized that I, myself, were starting to become pretty.

It's pretty, it's not that I'm having a problem with the wording. I've really gotten pretty.

I would like to make it clear here that I am male, both in physiology and psychology, and I am absolutely not homosexual, nor am I intersex. But since playing that game, my image that wasn't so prominent has become prominent.

The face that had been clearly angled began to become rounded, and the lines became softer. In one word, it is increasingly feminine.

It's so scary that I die at the thought of one day being a woman entirely. I don't even dare to look in the mirror lately. Every time I look in the mirror, I find that I am a complete stranger in the mirror, and every day makes me feel more strange.

I'm going crazy.

Recently, the 'Beauty' community told me that the purpose of the original Crossroads game was to pray for beauty. I didn't expect beauty to come to me.

But this kind of good fortune makes me scare. That's not what I want at all.

Recently, I also discovered that my anomaly is not just getting more and more beautiful. I'm still very sleepy and even sleepwalking. Every night, every time I wake up, I find myself lying in the place where I played the crossroads game.

I'm so scared. Mr. Night Silence, your work is so real, it must be someone who has experienced many stories. Help me, please help me!

Travel

October 4th

At the end of the letter, two photographs were taken before and after the change. I pulled it out and looked at it carefully. It's still the same feeling as when I first saw it, and it feels completely incredible.

Before the change, the tour was really ordinary, with single eyelids, small eyes, a flat nose, and some prominent cheeks. It sounds good to be ordinary, and bad to say that it is the moon that was nearly disfigured by a meteorite.

But after the change, Zhou You can be said to be completely different from him. The eyes have become larger, and the facial lines are very soft, a standard melon seed face. If it weren't for men, I wouldn't have thought that such a beautiful classical beauty would be a man.

That's what attracted me to investigate in the middle of nowhere, where birds don't poop.

Speaking of which, I saw the corpse of Zhou You, although I recognized him at a glance. But now when you look at the photos, there seems to be something a little different. Like, he's pretty again.

I shuddered. How is this possible! Can a person's appearance really change so much in a short period of time without plastic surgery? Could it really be that the so-called crossroads game is the problem? Also, isn't there some secret to that mysterious community called 'Beauty'?

I was thinking as hard as I could, when there was a sharp knock on the door.

Zhang Li has been depressed lately, because even his best friend has found a girlfriend, but he is still single. I couldn't see my friend in the same dormitory kissing me and my new girlfriend in the dormitory, so he simply walked out alone, leaving the dog man and woman alone space.

There is a small park behind Zhoushui University, which is a special tryst place for couples. He walked in and sighed, and sat down on a nearby stool, holding a look of the newly rented one from the library.

The park is very quiet, and there is no one. It's strange, although it is said to be late, but, for couples who love darkness, isn't it a good time for fornication?

Zhang Zhang didn't care, looking at the dim street lamp not far away, page by page. I don't know how long it took, but he felt a little tired in his neck, so he raised his head and turned slightly. Suddenly, something came into his vision.

It's a girl, a girl in a white dress. She was in good shape, and she was sitting alone on a park bench not far from him, quietly reading a book.

Zhang Li's heart moved, and his mind suddenly remembered a book he saw not long ago about how to soak mm. The book says that girls who go to the park with only children are the easiest to bubble, and they just need to walk over and politely say, 'Hello!' How do you get out of this park? Because I'm from out of town, I came to play with my friends, and I got lost walking around alone! And so on and so forth.

She will definitely tell you where the way out is, but you follow the path she says, go where she can't see, then sit for a minute and come back, tell her that you still can't get out, and ask her to take you away! Hey! After going out, you should thank her and treat her to food...... And then...... Hey, hey, then it's time to go. You see, how easy it is.

The more Zhang Li thought about it, the more he felt that there was a door. He closed the book absentmindedly, spit a few mouthfuls in his hand, and rubbed his hair vigorously with his saliva palm, trying to make a messy beauty. I was constantly struggling with my thoughts, and finally thought of the dog man and woman in the bedroom, so I simply turned my heart sideways, stood up, and walked towards the woman in white step by step.

The girl's sitting posture was very quiet, she read the book very carefully, the hand that turned the pages was white and slender, although she couldn't see her appearance clearly, but looking at her current appearance, no matter how ugly she looked, she would not be as ugly as Mars.

It's getting closer, it's getting better and better. With each step, the tension will be a little less confident, and it is not easy to walk up to the girl. He completely lost his self-confidence, and finally burned the small universe, and asked in a voice as weak as mosquito eyelashes, "That, hello." How do you get out of this park? ”

When the first sentence came out, his self-confidence suddenly burst out inexplicably, and his voice was a little louder, "Because I came from out of town, I just arrived at this school today, and I got lost walking around alone!" ”

The girl looked up. Zhang Li felt like his heart had almost stopped beating. It was a beautiful face, and it wouldn't be too much to describe it as a country and a city.

The girl closed the book gently, her big black and white eyes looking at him, her long eyelashes fluttering. It's just that for some reason, when he saw that it was him, his face showed a strange look.

Seeing that the girl did not speak for a long time. Zhang Lilai's inexplicable self-confidence suddenly disappeared in front of this beautiful face in an instant. His heart was full of insults, and he was secretly insulting himself in the bottom of his heart. Why do you know so much about proportion, how can such a beautiful girl look at herself, it seems that this trick is completely used by the wrong object.

Unexpectedly, the girl smiled, with a sly smile on her face. The long, slender fingers lifted slightly, pointing in the direction of the west.

"Thank you." The girl was pointing to the exit of the school park, sweating nervously, and her heart was already in a big drum. Now he came down the steps, and he hurriedly ran in the direction the girl pointed out.

"Wait a minute." The girl spoke suddenly. Her voice was as clear as a nightingale out of the valley and as crisp as a silver bell. His bones were tingling when he heard it.

"How, how?" Zhang Li's footsteps paused.

The girl walked up to him and looked at him with a good look, "What are you doing?" ”

This inexplicable question made Zhang Li's heart 'squeak', and his heart was about to explode. Could it be that her little tricks have been seen through by her? It must be, such an outstanding girl, the suitors don't know how many platoons there will be, and the means of chasing her must be endless. How could I hide from her that I couldn't talk to her in the book? What to do? What to do? Will I be humiliated by her!

The sweat on his head suddenly flowed down like mountain spring water that didn't want money, and he stammered and apologized, "Yes, I'm sorry." ”

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