Darkness engulfed the scene in front of him. Mo Xiaoling's panicked cry sounded again.

I sensed Mo Xiaoling slipping off the sofa, falling to the ground, groping to find her phone and turn it off.

The man's voice continued. He called Mo Xiaoling's name as gently as possible to calm her down.

Mo Xiaoling couldn't listen to a word. She just wanted to turn off the call, she wanted to hide herself, she wanted to end everything.

Mo Xiaoling's hand touched her body that was a little cold. That should be Sister Hei's body.

She grabbed Sister Hei's hand and asked anxiously, "Mobile phone!" Where did you throw my phone! You called!! "She already hates Sister Hei to death.

Sister Hei was so angry that she had no way to answer Mo Xiaoling's question. However, she still weakly grabbed Mo Xiaoling's hand, wanting to hint at something.

Mo Xiaoling had no intention of guessing, pushed Sister Hei away, and continued to search.

The man sighed: "You're in Boya Green Park, right?" I've arrived. ”

The sound of a car door closing came from inside the phone.

"What building are you in? How many floors and how many rooms? The man continued, calm and calm.

Mo Xiaoling stopped moving, a little overwhelmed.

"Xiaoling, Lingling, what floor and room are you in?" The man asked again.

"Building 7, 7003." Zhuang answered the question.

The man on the other end of the line paused and agreed.

The phone still hasn't hung up.

Mo Xiaoling sat slumped on the ground.

Her face was stained with tears, it was dry and uncomfortable.

Mo Xiaoling didn't wipe it, just sat still, as if her soul had been drained, her head was empty, and she didn't think about anything.

The doorbell quickly remembered.

There was a noise next to it, as if someone had gotten up from the ground.

Mo Xiaoling stopped her ability, and Ah Zhuang should have regained her mobility.

When Mo Xiaoling heard this movement, she woke up like a dream, and immediately became alert, and her first reaction was to kill Ah Zhuang. She was worried about what Ah Zhuang would do, kidnap a man as a hostage, kill a man as revenge, or say something that shouldn't be said.

The phone came out again.

"Please open the door. Lingling, don't do anything, wait for me to come over. ”

This sentence made Mo Xiaoling's body freeze when she sat up straight.

Ah Zhuang walked to the door, his steps a little slow. When the prompt to open the door sounded, and then the sound of the door lock being opened, Mo Xiaoling's heartbeat couldn't help but speed up.

Outside, the elevator door opened, and someone came in with leather shoes.

The phone was hung up. The man's voice appeared at the door of the room, politely greeting Ah Zhuang.

The skin on the back of Mo Xiaoling's neck seemed to be pressed against a cold blade, and the whole person trembled slightly, waiting for a verdict to be announced.

The head fell to the ground in a matter of moments.

The man changed his shoes very politely, and the sound of slippers continued from the door to Mo Xiaoling.

Mo Xiaoling couldn't restrain her trembling, but she held her neck, raised her head, and stared at the man, as if she was looking at the man.

It was pitch black in front of her eyes, but she had a man's image in her mind. That person's face should be disappointed, disgusted, and indifferent......

The warm hand pressed on the top of Mo Xiaoling's head, making Mo Xiaoling stunned.

The hand moved to the corner of Mo Xiaoling's eye.

"Can't see it?" The gentle words made the corners of Mo Xiaoling's eyes moisten all of a sudden.

The tears were quickly wiped away.

Mo Xiaoling was helped up by a pair of hands and returned to the sofa and sat down.

She couldn't stop crying, she couldn't help herself.

The hands held her, and the man coaxed her, and she didn't hear the words clearly, but her heart was settled.

I don't know what kind of emotions to have.

In other words, this is probably a touching scene.

But Mo Xiaoling's murder without blinking makes people like her.

I noticed that the voices were starting to go away again. The light shone into the darkness.

Not a very strong glow, just a little moonlight.

The young Mo Xiaoling was still sitting in the public garden of the community, but the boy was missing by her side.

The boy was taken away by his mother and taken to the hospital.

Mo Xiaoling recalled the woman's anxiety and panic, and also recalled the resentful eyes she looked at at her at the end.

I still remember the woman's face, and although many years have passed, the woman has not changed much. She is the "Sister Ji" who told Mo Xiaoling's mother about the haunting. The boy in a coma was her son Wan Jisheng, the man Mo Xiaoling cared about.

The two are childhood sweethearts, and they have been neighbors in a community since they were children, but they don't spend much time playing together. The mothers of the two families are good friends, but Mo Xiaoling's ability makes her have a cold relationship with everyone.

Mo Xiaoling didn't go home, and no one came looking for her.

It wasn't until the aunt of the neighborhood committee who patrolled the community found her and exclaimed in surprise that Mo Xiaoling raised her head and was no longer immersed in her memories.

"You're that Lingling...... aunt's tone was complicated, "It's getting late, you should go back quickly." ”

She urged Mo Xiaoling to go home, but Mo Xiaoling didn't move, and she didn't come up to pull. Another person who was traveling with her discussed it for a while, and then walked to the residential building where Mo Xiaoling's house was located. After that, there was a quarrel over there, very loudly.

“…… Either she dies or I die!! The high-pitched female voice probably woke up the entire community.

Mo Xiaoling was indifferent.

The police all came in eventually.

Those quarrels didn't seem to have anything to do with Mo Xiaoling.

She didn't know what she had to do, and she didn't know where her future was. She is like an autistic child, she just doesn't think about anything, doesn't do anything, and doesn't move.

The neighborhood committee then sent her to the police station, where she lived in a duty room at the police station. She didn't object.

There should have been a big problem in communication with her grandparents, and it was not easy to place the elderly on one side and the children on the other. Mo Xiaoling was taken to a place similar to a welfare home.

As soon as the scene of the dream changed, Mo Xiaoling was called out by the aunt of the welfare home, saying that she was meeting her little brother.

When she arrived at the reception room, Mo Xiaoling saw Wan Jisheng.

Wan Jisheng's mother was talking to the staff, and she only glanced at Mo Xiaoling and looked away. However, this time, there was no resentment in her eyes, but some sympathy and embarrassment.

Wan Jisheng smiled, looking bad, but in good spirits.

Mo Xiaoling was stunned.

"I told my mom that I had fainted on my own. Don't be afraid. Wan Jisheng whispered to Mo Xiaoling, "They are all old-fashioned, afraid of ghosts, and afraid of seeing ghosts." Actually, it's nothing. Superman has said that the power beyond ordinary people is terrifying. They are simply afraid of forces greater than themselves. ”

Wan Jisheng is serious, like all secondary two teenagers of this age, who regard the lines on TV as wise sayings, and the characters on the screen as their heroes.

"You're a superpower. With this power, either you have a special bloodline in your family, or fate has chosen you. You're going to be a great person. Wan Jisheng encouraged, and took Mo Xiaoling's hand with great interest.

Mo Xiaoling subconsciously wanted to break free, but she didn't break free.

Wan Jisheng's eyes were bright, and the hand holding her was a little cold. His body temperature couldn't compare to before.

Mo Xiaoling didn't notice it, but felt that those hands were extremely warm.

"Aren't you afraid?" Mo Xiaoling asked softly.

"I'm not afraid. You won't hurt me. Wan Jisheng said with a grin, "Superpowers must be used to save people." You're going to be a hero. ”

He believed so, and he was very enthusiastic to give Mo Xiaoling ideas on how to use Mo Xiaoling's ability to help others.

It's a game for two kids.

However, Mo Xiaoling's ability is not a toy.

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