Tunnels are a type of underpass, and they are also the most commonly used. Designed for traffic or other purposes, it is usually used to cross mountains and mountains, and if it is applied to the ground, it is called an underground tunnel, which is commonly known as an underground tunnel in Taiwan. However, the tunnel mentioned here has become unusual because of the addition of the word 'ghost' in front of it.

The ghost tunnel, it seems, is terrifying. In fact, there are more or less such places in every city. They have been abandoned for various reasons, and they are so far away from people that they are covered with mystery. In the rumors of people with hearts and people without hearts, it has gradually become an urban legend.

In fact, the so-called tunnel, no matter how fixed the entrance and exit, have a sense of uncertainty. Because there is such a thing as a passage, there is always an evil spirit. You don't know where you're going to go when you get out.

Maybe one day, you enter a certain tunnel and never get out. You'll be amazed to find yourself in a terrible place, immortal, and unable to escape!

This book seems to be about a certain tunnel, but at the heart of it is a terrifying, hard-hitting story. I hope you won't be completely scared and lose interest in the theme of rebirth and crossing after reading it......

introduction

"How will you die?"

"Hey, I won't tell you!"

"Treacherous, why didn't you tell me?"

"Because if you say it, you will die."

"Who's going to die?"

"You!"

Every time, the dream would be cut off from here, and then Li Mu woke up sweating. He was panting heavily, and his heart was beating fast. He supported his body with his hands and half-sat on the bed. Every time, tears flowed down my eyes. Son, wearing a red dress, she has long black hair, a pure and beautiful face, and gentle but alienated eyes.

But every time he woke up, he couldn't remember what she looked like.

Li Mu has always known who ********** is, her name is Siqin, the person she loves the most. She died a year ago, as for what the cause of death was, Li Mu couldn't remember it for some reason.

Recently, Li Mu has dreamed of Siqin more and more frequently. He had a very complicated heart, he wanted to see the girl he had been dreaming about in his dreams, and he felt a little strange about his dreams. The contradiction is not only in his heart, but also in his recent life. During this period of time, Li Mu felt that many inexplicable things were happening around him. For example, inexplicable dizziness, inexplicable prolonged tinnitus, and even whispering in empty places.

The familiar whispering sound, as if Siqin was beside him.

Li Mu took a leave of absence, and he returned to his hometown after a year's absence. He had fled since Siqin's death. Li Mu wanted to figure out why Siqin died. Why, I forgot all about her death, and I didn't even remember her face. He felt like he was stuck in an old-fashioned ghost storyline, and he couldn't help himself. He even wondered if he had killed her himself. But this ridiculous plot that only ninth-rate horror movies can appear in was thrown out of his mind.

It is impossible for him to kill Siqin, and even when he thinks of her death, he will feel heartache as if he had cut off a piece.

Who is Ke Siqin? When I returned home, I couldn't find the answer from my parents. Not even a single picture of her could be found in his room. Li Mu's mood was very low, and with the sunset glowing, he came to the most famous bridge in his hometown. This bridge is his and Siqin's favorite place, and every time the girl remembers snuggling her little head on his shoulder, watching the sunrise and sunset. And the only thing he remembers.

"Remember the bridge?"

"So, how are you going to die?"

"Say it, and you'll die."

At this moment, after crossing the barrier of the bridge, Li Mu suddenly saw an apartment in the opposite building. A feeling of familiarity filled her brain, and it seemed to be the place where she had lived with him. Li Mu walked to the apartment excitedly, went up to the ninth floor, and stopped in front of room 903.

The closed door was broken, and it hadn't been opened for some time. Li Mugui took out the key chain from his pocket and found an extremely unfamiliar key in a pile of keys. He inserted the key into the keyhole and twisted it slightly. The door squeaked, and it actually opened.

The furnishings in the room felt familiar to Li Mu, although in his memory, he could not find any information about the interior furnishings. But it's the hell he's familiar with. The rooms are dusty and the furniture is very simple. Li Mu cleaned up his car and sat on the sofa, looking at the towering bridge from a distance through the glass of the window.

The sun was completely swallowed up by the darkness, and the night was gradually approaching. Li Mu sat on the sofa like this, and he didn't know when he fell asleep. In the dream, the girl smiled sweetly at him and said, "You're here?" ”

"Well, I'm here." Li Mu nodded.

Siqin was in front of the window of the room, with her back to him, looking at the bridge in the distance without blinking: "Do you know how many people jump off this bridge every year?" ”

"I don't want to know, I just want to find out how you died and why I forgot about you." Li Mu interrupted her. This idea has been bred countless times, and only this one has been successfully spoken.

The girl looked at him and was silent for a long time, her expression full of gloom: "But, if I say it, you will die." ”

"I'm not afraid of death."

Siqin suddenly laughed: "Then I'll tell you." ”

At this moment, Li Mu was awakened by a strange sound. The sound of breathing, the sound of one's own breathing came into my ears, and it seemed to be heavy.

I don't know if it's an auditory hallucination, hidden in my own breathing, and the breath of someone else. The man seemed to lie beside him, snuggling up to him. Li Mu was startled, he opened his eyes, only to see the dark unfamiliar room, and the faint light shining in from the window. Inside the house, there was nothing!

The sound of breathing was like flesh on a bone, and it rang against his ears. Li Mu was scared, he held his breath. There was only one sound left in the room for inhalation. It's not his, there is indeed someone else in the room. That person was really beside him.

A creepy chill crept up on Li Mu's back, and he struggled desperately to escape. But when he opened the door, his body outside the door felt a kind of weightlessness, as if he was constantly falling. Indeed, he really fell. It wasn't the door that he had just walked out, it was the window. The glass was broken by him, and he fell from the ninth floor.

At the moment of death, there was no shadow of a bridge on Li Mu's retina. He saw Siqin again, and he saw her walking in the cold tunnel, and she walked with thousands of faceless people.

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