The girl read all the messages. Vertices are updated the fastest

I didn't lean over to look at her, I leaned to the side and watched her sit like that for a long time.

The dream fast-forwards at this time, and the sky outside the window keeps changing, like a passage from a documentary, but the girl doesn't move. That's what she does most of the time.

The phone rang at this time, and it was her friend who called, and waited until the phone hung up automatically, and a new text message came. Their enthusiasm is even greater than that of debt collection agencies, which are in any case bombarded with software and are a job.

The girl took the phone and looked at it again and again until it ran out of power again.

She looked at the pitch-black screen and instead of recharging her phone, she looked out the window at the sky.

Her parents finally came back at this time.

Screams and muffled voices soon followed.

The torn rune paper and the open bedroom door made the couple nervous.

The sound of the door closing, followed by hurried footsteps going downstairs.

The girl smiled wryly and walked out of the room.

The note on the door had been taken down, crumpled into a ball, and thrown on the ground.

I vaguely heard it just now, when the couple opened the door, they also said this, and sighed in a sighing tone. Probably frightened by the sight inside the house, they didn't pay attention and threw away the two notes.

That's not what the girl thinks.

The feeling of being abandoned by the world has become even stronger. She bent down and picked up two slips of paper, unfolding and flattening them.

Suddenly, the note passed through her hand and fell down the stairs.

The "green" door on the opposite side opened, and a middle-aged man poked out to take a look and went back. There was a conversation in the room, which seemed to be talking about the girl's house.

The girl didn't care about any of this, and chased the two notes downstairs.

Unfortunately, the two pieces of paper fell from the railing of the staircase and went all the way down.

The girl ran downstairs, but she couldn't find the two notes, and it took a while for her to see the yellow in the corner below the stairs on the first floor.

The corner was littered with discarded bicycles, mopeds, and a lot of advertising paper and garbage.

The girl lay on the ground and reached in.

Someone walked outside the big iron gate of the residential building.

The girl's hand passed through the note.

The person who came took the key to open the door, passed through the girl's body, and went upstairs.

The girl bit her lip and continued to reach out.

Her fingertips touched the edge of the paper, and with that, the paper went even further in.

The girl got up in a hurry and got up to move the bikes away.

Someone came down upstairs again, and her body fell directly into the bike pile.

As soon as the man left, she was overjoyed, and her hand ran directly through the bicycle and picked up the two pieces of paper.

There was a lot of dust stuck to the paper, especially the sticky one, which was dirty and almost black.

The girl carefully collected the two pieces of paper and put them in her pocket.

She looked into the mailbox and stared at it for a long time. The hand in his pocket moved, and he pulled out a bunch of keys from his pocket. That's her key.

She opened the mailbox and took out the note that she had put into the mailbox yesterday.

The hand holding the paper trembled a little, but she still held the thin two sheets of paper and closed the mailbox again.

The moment the mailbox was closed, the set of keys inserted on it disappeared.

She stood there for a while, and when someone came in and out, she passed by the man and left the house.

I followed her and went to the hospital, looked at her body, went to a fast food restaurant, and saw her memories of junior high school. When she was in junior high school, she and her friends often occupied a large table in the corner. Most of the time it was on Friday afternoon, when school was early, and they would come here, order a drink, and sit for most of the day. During the holidays, I will also come here together to write summer homework together, or copy summer vacation homework.

A group of girls sometimes laugh together, causing people around them to look sideways.

Now, it is occupied by another group of boys and girls, all of whom are struggling to write, presumably also in the summer homework.

The girl watched here for a while, then left.

She went to the small shop around the school to see the stationery and accessories inside. Naturally, you can't move, you can only watch.

She went to the piano teacher's house again. She listened for a while at the door, heard the sound of the piano, and then went in through the door. Sure enough, her teacher was giving one-on-one piano lessons to others.

The piano was played by a boy, who seemed to be a beginner, still playing a simple practice movement, with the teacher silently beating the beat and the metronome swaying rhythmically on the piano.

The girl heard the song in several wrong places, and the teacher pointed out them one by one after he finished playing.

She sat there, watched the piano lesson for an hour, and left with the boy.

After leaving the teacher's neighborhood, she separated from the boy. She went to the cinema two roads away.

This was when I was in junior high school, and once, they made an appointment to watch a movie. When she took piano lessons that day, she was absent-minded and was told several times by the teacher.

The movie theater is somewhat old and is a community movie theater.

In order to accommodate her piano lessons, they chose this place.

Now, the walls of the cinema are plastered with posters of the latest films. But as she recalled, the poster became the movie they had seen. However, the appearance of the poster is very vague, only the name of the movie is clear.

She entered the theater and found a random spot. The movie came to an end, and there were only four or five middle-aged and elderly women in the seats. The two people who seem to be the hero and heroine hug each other, and at the same time, the soundtrack plays and the lights around them come on. The women chatted and left. The girl sat alone in the middle and watched the credits roll.

Her memories changed my vision again.

The plot of the comedy she watched at the beginning appeared on the screen, which was also a little vague. The laughter around her was clear, her own, the ...... of her friends

The credits were scrolled, and the cinema staff came to clean up the venue.

She saw where the girl was sitting, and was about to flip the chair up.

The girl jumped up and got out of the way, watching as the place where she had been sitting became empty and the staff member left without looking back.

The four pieces of paper were still in her pocket.

She reached out to touch it, trying to find a sense of support, but reached for her phone. Naturally, this is also what she imagined.

It's just that this time it's not a real phone, but it's the same as a real phone. She received a new message.

The time of the trip has been set, and it is tomorrow.

She put away her phone with a blank face and walked out of the cinema.

Then, she has no destination, and her mind is full of thoughts about her friend's upcoming trip.

From day to night, she walked mechanically, but I felt as if a force was pulling her.

That force was interrupted as she reached the back door of a neighborhood. At the same time, it seems that there are emotions that have been out of control during this time.

She leaned against the street tree by the side of the road and began to weep.

I looked at a small door next to me and sketched a rough map of this side in my mind.

If I remember correctly, the community here is the community where Guo Yujie's family is located.

It made my heart skip a beat.

Guo Yujie...... The current Yi Huan, the friend of Zhu Mei, the former Zhang Xiaojia, the victim of the subway incident, was killed by Zhu Mei and became a ghost, and he also found Guo Yujie inexplicably.

This situation is a bit strange, and it makes me guess about Guo Yujie's ability.