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After the whole of our neighborhood is in the sun, the property has issued a home safety code in the community:

After 10:00, no matter what you hear, don’t look at the cat’s eye.

The cold medicine we’re distributing is white. If you see a red cold, go right into the sewer.

Don’t open the door to anyone! _Other Organiser

I was a little weird when I got the message.

The sender of the message is Li, manager of the property in the district.

I don’t know when Lee’s head turned into an eye.

That eye almost took over the entire head frame and looked a little fucked up.

Questioned by the owners soon.

But soon, they were silenced.

[Staff will distribute food packages in a uniform manner, and if there’s an unknown meat in the package, do not eat them. ]

[During home, please note the mental state of the family and call the staff member if the family is in an abnormal state of walking backwards or laughing more than being normal. ]

After 10:00, no matter what weird sounds you hear, don’t look at the cat’s eye.

The cold medicine we’re distributing is white. If you see a red cold, go right into the sewer.

Our staff will knock three times. If you hear the fourth knock, please don’t open the door.

Don’t answer the phone.

The staff member issued the N95 mask, which is white.

If you see your family watching Channel 44 and pull out the power lines immediately, and if it’s still on, do whatever you can to destroy it.

[Please check the number of family members, stay awake, if you find the number of family members incorrect, shout for greater democratic civil harmony, and jump to the window of the room immediately! _Other Organiser

If the family starts wearing red clothes you’ve never seen, hide in the room.

Please leave him alone in his room, lock the door and don’t open the door! _Other Organiser

I don’t know.

This home safety code is a little weird.

At that point, there was a sudden knock on the door.

I looked out of the cat’s eye.

My neighbor Wang is standing outside the door.

Wang seems to have felt me standing behind the door and my face came up.

Her whole eye was almost on the cat eye:

“Aya, do you have any extra cold medicine at home? Your brother has a fever somehow.

My sister’s voice was a little screech and was accompanied by a severe cough.

Don’t open the door to anyone! _Other Organiser

I’m wondering about the code, but there’s no cold in the house.

“Sorry, Sister Wang, I don’t have any cold medicine at home. I’m sorry.

I consciously refused.

In the eyes of the cat, Wang’s eyes are so wide open.

I can even see the red blood in her eyes.

“All right, I’ll borrow it. He’s got a fever for days. He’s a little sick.”

Wang sister-in-law said, inter alia:

She’s got her back on her back, and she’s moving forward at a stiff pace.

My gut tells me there’s something wrong with Wang’s condition.

And that’s when my mother’s voice came out behind me:

“Wait, wait, wait. We have cold medicine! I bought some this afternoon. My girl doesn’t know. I’m sorry.

I saw Wang’s foot stop.

Her head turned back at an extremely slow pace.

I can see clearly the smile on her lips.

“Mom, don’t open the door! I’m sorry.

I keep my voice down, I say with fear.

My mom looked at me strangely.

By the way, she’s not in the prop.

So you can’t see the rules.

“How come you’ve become so mean the last time she came back from her home and brought us her own vegetables. The most important thing during the epidemic is to help each other. My mom whispered,

I grabbed her hand hard and kept her open.

All of a sudden, the door sounded so loud.

In the eyes of the cat, Wang looked at me face-to-face and hit her head on the door.

Her forehead soon showed blood.

But she didn’t feel the pain.

“Open the door and give me the medicine…”

She said that word mechanically.

Now, there’s something wrong with my mom.

“You think this girl is crazy? I’m sorry.

I’m wrinkled.

The next minute, I heard the door open to the right neighbor:

“What’s the matter, it’s so late at night, you can’t let anyone rest? I’m sorry.

The neighbor next door is a young man who just moved in.

I saw Sister Wang stop the crash.

Her eyes slowly moved in the direction of the sound.

Then Wang disappeared in the eyes of the cat.

“Hey, what’s wrong with you…”

I heard young men asking questions.

The next minute, a terrible scream came from next door.

My mom grabbed my hand in shock.

She’s nervous.

Sure, me too.

Next, the dead silence.

Cats can’t see what’s going on around here.

About a few minutes later, Wang’s body appeared again in the eyes of the cat.

Her hands seem to be dragging something.

That’s a man with a visible yellow hair.

It’s the young man next door!

I covered my mouth, my heart jumped, I watched the hallway dead.

Oh, my God.

It’s the sound of clothing rubbing the ground.

There’s a long blood trail on the ground.

Seems to have noticed something, and when I was passing through, Wang stopped again.

She’s mechanically going this way, turning around.

I was crouching down and my back was cold.

It’s getting farther and further out.

Sister Wang should have gone far.

The look on Mom’s face is equally scary:

What’s wrong with Wang? I’m sorry.

I didn’t answer her.

It’s about showing her the rules of the proprietors.

Strange things beyond common sense are happening.

Suddenly, my mom grabbed my hand.

Her hands are shaking a little: “Listen, what is this noise?” I’m sorry.

My lips are shaking twice.

I heard that too.

There’s a very fine chew in the hallway.

It’s like someone ate something at a small mouth.

I swallowed a little saliva.

A terrible idea has arisen in my heart.

No, I don’t think so.

How can she eat people?

Suddenly, the dreary footsteps ring again.

Boom.

The door was smashed so loudly.

Sister Wang’s body appeared outside the cat’s eyes.

She seemed to have something in her hand, and then she hit the door:

“I see you I won’t take it for nothing. Look what I brought for you. I’m sorry.

The horns of the King’s mouth were eccentricly raised, with some sticky pieces of flesh and dark red stains on them.

My face is hard to see.

Because what Wang says is a trade for is the head of the young man next door in her hand.

His head was torn from life, and his face was crucified in the worst moments.

My mom got scared and called the police.

“The police told me they’d be here soon. Don’t be afraid. I’m sorry.

My mother was as pale as paper, and she kept saying something to comfort me.

The sounds of impact outside the door are increasing.

And suddenly, the sound of Wang next door was loud: “Honey, have you borrowed the medicine? What are you doing out there? I’m sorry.

The Wang sister’s head swung in the direction of the sound and made a noise.

“Drugs … found, hip-hop, here you go. I’m sorry.

Wang sister-in-law said that the footsteps eventually disappeared next door.

I’m relieved, but I’m worried about Wang.

That’s when my mom’s phone rings.

After saying a few words, her face quickly became incredible:

“How, comrade cop, did you make a mistake? I’m sorry.

My mom was in a hurry and accidentally pressed the no-nosed button.

So I heard clearly that the police on the phone were very upset, saying, “Sir, we have come to your house to ask you what’s going on, and you are standing there laughing at us.

“You’re laughing funny. Come on, it won’t happen again.” I’m sorry.

The phone was hung up.

My mother and I looked at each other, and they saw deep fear.

I am well aware that what I am in is, I am afraid, no longer the real world.

Our entire community is independent from the real world.

At that time, there was another knock on the door:

“Hello, we’re here to distribute food packs. Open the door, please. I’m sorry.

A staff member in a white uniform stood outside.

My mom was about to open the door and I shook her head.

Because he just knocked around the door.

Our staff will knock three times. If you hear the fourth knock, please don’t open the door.

“Mom, you can’t open the door. “I keep my voice down and say,

“Hello, open the door for the food bag. I’m sorry.

The tone of staff outside the door became increasingly impatient.

But I will never open the door.

“Open the door!

Open the door! Open the door! I’m sorry.

His voice is getting sharp.

At that point, the entire self-prohibition of the proprietors was closed.

The owner of 3-304 said: “What is the matter with your staff? He didn’t speak after I opened the door and kept smiling at me and didn’t give me food bags in his hand. I’m sorry.

3-304 Owners: “Wait a minute… I’m sorry.

The voice was cut off after a squawking.

3-504 Owners: “Hey, what’s up? Are you okay? I’m sorry.

4-104 The Owner: “Scareful! Say something! I’m sorry.

3-304 Owners: “Sorry, guys, I just saw a bug and it’s okay now. I’m sorry.

After listening to this voice, I have a very disturbing feeling.

The tone of the voice is very rigid compared to the previous voice.

It’s like, dead people talking.

I ran into the balcony with fear.

From my point of view, I happen to be able to see 304 households across the street.

I saw the owner of 304 standing down in the living room.

He had a white plastic bag on his feet, which should be food.

I looked up and watched men’s next move.

He bends down in a rigid manner, groping something out of a plastic bag and covering himself in the head.

Wait…

When I saw that thing, my legs were soft and I almost fell on the ground.

What a man takes out of a plastic bag is clearly his own head!

The next second, the man seemed to notice something, turned his head and looked in my direction.

He was walking to the glass door on the balcony, and the whole face was attached to it, and the face was squeezed into a form of exaggeration.

But he was dark and small, and he looked at me:

“You found it.

I was so sweaty, I almost came back inside.

My mom looked so pale and asked me what I saw.

I took a deep breath and shook my head and walked to the door.

The cat can no longer see the staff member.

Only one bag of food was left on the ground.

After waiting for more than 10 minutes to make sure there was no movement, I carefully opened a gap.

A cold, humid wind blew through the door.

The electric light bulbs in the corridors sound like a hysteria.

There is also a dark red blood trail on the ground.

I quickly brought the food bag in.

As I was about to close, a skinny hand came in.

I was scared.

Brother Wang.

He was breathing, staring at his eyes, holding my hand in a tremor:

“Small, how do I feel about my head? I’ve had a lot of headaches and a lot of pain. It’s not working. I’m sorry.

My whole body is cold, and Wang’s hand is holding me to a place where he’s got an extremely gruesome cold.

Brother Wang’s head was half bit and a big hole in his stomach.

“Head, it hurts…”

Brother Wang reached out to his head, reached out to his head, and only touched a glittering…

He’s obviously holding up, and the voice of the dying man’s heel in his throat:

“I remember, my wife ate something strange, she said it was cold medicine, but it wasn’t a drug, man’s head!

“But I didn’t see it, I thought it was really cold medicine, and I ate it, and my wife said she was hungry and I cooked her noodles, but she said she was hungry and she was staring at me all the time…”

My mother saw Brother Wang like this, and she was already scared and sat on the floor.

My throat is so clogged, I can’t say anything.

“I’m hungry, Wang…”

The voice of Wang’s screech came from next door.

Wang shivered, he looked at me and finally let go of my hand and went to his home. And then it completely disappeared in my eyes.

I opened my hand and found a bloody note on it.

After closing the door, I started this note.

The note says:

Do you remember?

It’s not the first time you’ve been through this.

I remember.

You told me, if I remember, I must remind you to look in the diary.

And, be careful…

The text behind the note is completely invisible by blood.

I put the note in my hands confused.

What do you mean on the note?

Isn’t this my first time?

And the diary in the room. So what?

I’ve never been used to writing journals.

What did Wang think of?

The myths are fermenting in my heart.

That’s when my mom broke my mind.

“How did he become like that? There’s no way that’s alive! My mom broke up and said,

“Mom, I’m afraid we’re not in the real world right now, so everything can happen. “I’m whispering.

“According to the code, it will be terrible. I’m sorry.

My mother was a nurse, used to live and die, but she calmed down very quickly.

We opened the bag.

It contains two bags of vegetables and two bags of meat labelled as beef.

There is also a bag of unknown meat that is completely unlabelled.

[Staff will distribute food packages in a uniform manner, and if there’s an unknown meat in the package, do not eat them. ]

This bag of meat smells amazing.

“It smells so good… it must be delicious. “My mother suddenly looked at the meat in my hand.

I felt something wrong in her eyes and threw meat into the trash.

Once again, Manager Lee published a new code in the proprietors:

♪ The night rules ♪ ♪ They hide in the night ♪

Please leave the garbage in the trash can at the door before 10:00. Our staff will come and pick it up.

If your neighbor gets weird and is about to attack you, put your mask on.

Please disinfect before bed, alcohol is transparent, and if you see it turn red, stop using it.

Don’t talk to staff in red, though they’ll try to talk to you.

Close the window before you go to sleep and close the curtains! Get it off! _Other Organiser

Please keep the room clean. It likes dirty environments.

“No one in the closet, no cough, if you hear me, hide under the bed.”

Don’t fall asleep under the bed! Can’t sleep under the bed! _Other Organiser

♪ No eyes under the bed ♪

Please leave the room in the middle of the night.

“No lights in the bathroom.”

“Well, I’d like to ask you, is there a bag in your food bag that smells good, but doesn’t know what it is?” The code says you can’t eat the uncharted meat, but my mother-in-law got sick and wanted me to cook it. I’m sorry.

3-305 Owners: “I can’t help but say yes. I’m sorry.

Seeing this news, I’m sinking.

It’s over, 305 against the code.

The group had suggested that she should not feed her mother-in-law, and some had not.

3-305 Owners: “I ate for my mother-in-law. She got weird. No, she didn’t eat meat. That’s… I’m sorry.

A gruesome chewing sound.

I was so surprised to get my phone.

3-306 Owner: ? There’s been a lot of screaming next door! Wait, 305 and 304 all of a sudden show up at my door and let me open the door.

“They look fine, 305 says they fell by accident, but I still feel a little wrong.

“I know what’s wrong with them, and I know why they don’t let the neighbors through the door. Jay, don’t open the door! I’m sorry.

Then I heard the sound of a “creaking” opening.

Then, after a short scream, the voice stopped.

The conversation in the group was quickly swiped to 99+.

Everyone’s worried about what happened to 306.

But I know, 306 can’t come back.

I rushed to the balcony, looking in the 306 direction.

The lights in the living room are out.

I hold my breath.

Next time the light comes on, I see everything in the living room.

In the living room, there are a lot of people who look pale.

There were 304 owners, 305 owners and 306 owners.

They stood there and waved at me.

My scalp was blown up.

I know they’re not living anymore.

A cold feeling spreads all over my feet.

At this point, the time on the phone shows it’s 9:50.

I packed the garbage and left it at the door.

Please leave the garbage in the trash can at the door before 10:00. Our staff will come and pick it up.

I looked at the window of Wang’s house, it was dark and I couldn’t see anything.

Just as I took my eyes back, I suddenly heard strange voices.

Knock, knock.

It’s from Wang’s window.

Wang doesn’t know when she showed up at the window.

She had it in her hand…

It’s Brother Wang’s head.

She was blindfolded, grabbed by Brother Wang’s head and hit on the glass.

Knock, knock, knock.

I stood there all stiff.

The Wang sister moved so hard to open the window:

“How come you didn’t give me cold medicine, after I had finished it, I went to your house to get it…”

Wang wants to climb out of the window.

Shit…

What should we do?

My body has been suppressed by fear.

All of a sudden, I was thinking about the code:

If your neighbor gets weird and is about to attack you, put your mask on.

Yeah, the mask!

Wang’s body is crawling out of the window.

She looked at me like that.

I shivered and touched the mask.

At this point, Wang is less than a few centimeters away.

She stopped all of a sudden and looked at me with a very bitter look.

And then I went out of the window and disappeared.

Whoo!

My back is cold and sweaty. I don’t know how to close the door.

I just told my mom.

My mother looked as white as a paper, shaking and asking, “The two of them are dead.” I’m sorry.

My heavy spot.

My mother’s hands on the couch shook twice, saying, “How did this happen?

I didn’t talk.

Because I don’t even know what happened.

Suddenly, the bell–

A stinging bell.

The plane in the living room slammed.

I’m in a tight place.

Don’t answer the phone.

But my mom just went straight to the phone.

I want to hold her.

But she was so strong that she dumped me.

In a hurry, I pulled the phone line.

But it was unexpected that the phone was still ringing.

I panicked.

I was about to pick up the phone, and I grabbed it and hit it on the floor.

The bell stops.

My mom was like she’d come back, and she was like, “What just happened to me?” I’m sorry.

I’m relieved.

The crisis was temporarily lifted.

I was just getting ready to go back to my room, but I saw that there was an extra door next to my room.

It’s very old, dark red, and it gives me a very bad feeling.

I’ve had a bit of a twitch.

There’s only two rooms in my house.

When did you get out of a room?

“Mom…” I shivering with fear.

The door slowly opened a gap and made a sour sound.

A thin, white hand stretched out of it and tied it to the door.

The next second, a familiar and strange face came out of the door.

My heart beats like a drum.

My dad died three years ago.

He died in a car accident.

He was a taxi driver, and on the high-speed, there was a collision with the van in front.

The steel band that was loaded in the truck fell off and punctured Dad’s head.

I’ll never forget that when my mother and I arrived at the scene, we saw Dad’s body.

But now he’s in front of me again.

“Sippa, Dad is asleep. He’s not up until now.”

My dad smiled and walked out the door.

I stepped back and watched him in shock.

But my mom was like, “Are you hungry? I’ll make you some supper. I’m sorry.

This code went off in my head.

My dad opened his mouth. His mouth was full of black ash.

That was before we burned him.

“I’m a little hungry, but I don’t have to have a snack. I’m tired of eating this before. I want something new. I’m sorry.

Dad looked at me with dark eyes and he had a stiff smile on his white face.

That’s definitely not my dad.

I can smell the smell of rotting corpses on him.

I’ve got cold hair on my back.

“Something fresh? There’s one here, hip-hop…”

And then my mom turned her head and looked at me.

Eleven.

I’m nervous to the extreme.

How did this happen?

Why would Mom even get wrong?

Which code did I violate?

All of a sudden, I think of a detail that I’ve been missing, and I’m all over it.

Time!

Our clock broke a few days ago, 10 minutes earlier than normal.

In other words, it was 10:00 p.m. when I was out doing garbage!

I violated the rule that garbage must be placed outside the door before 10:00.

Shit.

My mood has been extremely tight, leading me to forget this important point.

Daddy and Mom all brushed their heads and looked at me.

There is no cover-up in their eyes.

There’s a strong sense of crisis that must jump from the window in the room!

Dad felt something. He stood in front of my room:

“You know the saddest thing about Dad when you saw my face after my accident, not sad, but scared…”

Dad’s mouth swung, but his head fell down at the speed visible to his eyes.

There was a hole in his forehead, and some slimy red and white liquids were pouring out.

My lips are shaking and tears are pouring out.

No, it’s not.

I’ve never been afraid of Dad, except now.

Because I know that no matter what he says, it’s not my dad.

My father, even if I showed my face of fear, would touch my head and comfort me not to be afraid.

My eyes grew stronger, and I cried out, “The harmony of the rich and the democratic civilization!” I’m sorry.

Dad and Mom have a twilight on their faces.

And while they had the chance, I broke them up as fast as I could and ran to the window of the room.

My house was on the eighth floor and I was sweating for a second when I pushed the window.

There’s a hard cement floor down there, and there’s a lot of people standing.

Several staff members in red uniforms stood below, leaning hard against their necks and smiling at me.

Don’t talk to staff in red, though they’ll try to talk to you.

Does that mean that a man in a red uniform is not credible?

When I stepped out of the window, the people were laughing more and more.

If I jump…

I’m heavy.

Jump or not?

That’s when my dad and my mom came back.

My dad grabbed my arm hard:

“You want to leave Daddy here alone? I’m sorry.

The look on his face was extremely gruesome.

My heart’s beating.

My dad’s got a lot of power, and I feel like a lot of force is dragging me into the room.

As soon as I bit my teeth, my heart crossed, and I did my best to get him out of it, I cried out “rich democracy and civil harmony”.

The cold wind of stinging my face, it hurts.

My heart beats so fast.

But eventually, my body fell in a soft place.

Open your eyes, it’s my bed.

Mom’s standing by my bed, wiping tears.

I yelled, sat up and scared my mom.

But she came back and was happy to touch my face:

“You’re awake? I’m so scared. You just went out to dump the garbage, and you fainted, and I couldn’t wake you.

“Then came a man in red, who said he could help you wake up, and he kept asking me if I needed his help, but I remember the rule that I couldn’t talk to a man in red, and I couldn’t say a word.

“He saw me not talking, and his face was getting scary, and his eyes were falling out, and he kept saying you would never wake up without him.

“I almost talked to him, but I put up with it and he took the trash away. I’m sorry.

“It’s good that you didn’t talk to him, or I might not be able to wake up.” I’m sorry.

I decided to learn the values of socialism when I left the country.

Before I go to bed, I want to spray the room with alcohol.

However, it found bottles of alcohol on the table, containing liquids that did not know when they were red.

Please disinfect before bed, alcohol is transparent, and if you see it turn red, stop using it.

It seems that alcohol is no use.

I looked through the window and it was closed.

Curtains, open.

I’ve got a blouse. The room’s always clean.

Everything is fine.

The only thing I can’t stop is the diary that Wang gave me.

From the notes, it seems I told Brother Wang before.

But I can’t remember anything.

It seems that only by finding the diary will we have some clues.

I found a notebook in the corner of the bed.

I turned on the notebook with excitement, and my pupils shrunk.

Because the first three words of the diary are identical to mine:

“When you find this diary, it says someone has warned you. I’m sorry.

“Or else, even if this diary is in front of you, under its power, you will ignore it. I’m sorry.

“This can only end by killing the source of the infection. I’m sorry.

“August 7, I’m getting sick. I start hearing voices, always having a strange voice, talking to me. And recently, when it was released, the outbreak suddenly got serious. I’m sorry.

“Mom’s busy working, she’s doing three jobs a day to treat my illness, I’m sleeping for the most part, I’m losing consciousness, people are hoarding drugs, but we don’t get the drugs, and that voice talks to me again. I’m sorry.

“August 9, my mom and I both started to have a fever. Mom begged people in the neighborhood to give us a cooler. Yeah, just one. She said she didn’t have to eat it, but everybody rejected us. There was some loss, but I understand. I’m sorry.

“On August 11th, Mom died of a fever, but I still had a fever, but after a good person on the Internet learned about me, he sent me and Mom a box of antics. Mom was happy to get delivery, but when she came back, she was very depressed. She said the medicine was stolen. I’m sorry.

“I’m burning up, I’m hearing more and more, and I’m hallucinating, and I can see a lot of furniture turning red. I’m sorry.

“On August 12th, Mom heard that the Pharmacy Deflammation Medicine was available, that I even had to ride to buy it, that I did buy it, and that my mom was broken by a car. I’m sorry.

“August 14, when I thought everything was going to be better, I was having trouble breathing at night, had a terrible headache, and I didn’t know anything. By the time I woke up, I was in the hospital. The doctor told me that the virus caused some of my complications and that I am in a very dangerous situation and need immediate surgery. I’m sorry.

“But I know I don’t have that much money at home to operate on me. Mom comforted me and told me not to worry. She had a way to get me into surgery. Strange. How come the room is red? I’m sorry.

“August 17, three days after Mom disappeared, she brought a lot of money, and I had a very successful operation, but my mom looked very sad. I don’t know what she’s done in the last three days and how she could have come up with so much money. I’m sorry.

“August 18, I feel like Mom’s getting really weird, and she’s always distracted, and she’s suddenly looking at me. In the middle of the night, I heard the sound of meat chopping in the kitchen. I’m sorry.

“I came out and took a peek, but I saw a terrible scene where Mom was chopping off her own meat. That’s right. I didn’t write it wrong. She was cutting off her own meat! I must be crazy… is my disease worse? I’m sorry.

“On August 19, I stayed up all night without knowing how I got back to my room. Mother’s body was nothing different, no place to be hurt, but I remember clearly that last night she cut herself into pieces and put it in a bag…”

“I remember correctly! Last night was not an illusion. Mom came out of the fridge with a lot of meat, and she laughed so weird that she wanted to give it to the people in the neighborhood, but I know that was her own meat. I’m sorry.

“I’d like to remind people in the neighborhood that it’s already late, first the manager of the property Lee, then the others in the neighborhood. I’m sorry.

“August 23, the outside world became very chaotic and dangerous. I’ve been hiding in my room all these days. The man out there is definitely not my mother. I don’t know what it is, but I know it’s the source of all the infection. Shit, it’s open! I’m sorry.

“Help me, help me…

The diary ends here.

The last handwriting was very messy and grassy.

I put the diary in confusion.

The first three words of this diary are indeed my handwriting.

But the handwriting behind is different from mine.

In other words, I didn’t write the diary.

But since I can leave a reminder in my diary, I read it a long time ago.

I started that note again.

Brother Wang said in his note that I had not experienced this for the first time.

But I have no memory at all.

And the last words of the note that were obscured by blood.

Isn’t it… careful mom?

I have a very uneasy feeling.

My head hurts.

It’s like there’s something important I’ve missed.

I don’t know when I fell asleep.

I was cold.

It’s dark, it’s dark.

The curtains were drawn. I don’t know when they were drawn.

It’s tight, and there’s no crack.

Close the window before you go to sleep and close the curtains! Get it off! _Other Organiser

I stare at the curtains, get out of bed quickly and try to pull it apart.

But soon, I stopped.

Because I saw a man’s rad behind the curtains.

Someone’s hiding behind the curtains.

Stay there, strangling.

I tightened my fist, held my breath, step by step towards the curtains.

I stretched out my hand and pulled the curtains.

There’s nobody behind the curtains.

A red dress lies on the floor.

The diary says it likes red.

I don’t know what it means.

But just now, it definitely came.

The windows are still closed.

But there’s always a cold wind in the house.

I looked around and found a gap in the closet.

It’s black and dark, and only a few clothes can be seen in a blur.

I feel kind of weird.

Ahem!

There were a few violent coughs in the closet.

“No one in the closet, no cough, if you hear me, hide under the bed.”

I drilled under the bed, held my breath and stood my ears and listened to the noise outside.

It’s cold under the bed.

I was in my pajamas and my hands and feet were freezing.

Creaking.

I heard it coming in the closet.

Looks like something pushed the closet door from inside.

My forehead is cold sweating.

Something came out of the closet.

My whole body is constricted together.

It’s strange, it’s the sound of banging and banging, like the sound of a bat on the ground.

Wait…

How did that thing walk?

I looked out of the bed.

And then I saw a big eye on me.

My mom’s head was down, towards me, and her mouth was up.

I’m scared.

So the sound I heard earlier was the sound of her head walking backwards.

[During home, please note the mental state of the family and call the staff member if the family is in an abnormal state of walking backwards or laughing more than being normal. ]

I shivered out my phone and called.

The voice of a young woman who was very familiar was soon heard on the phone.

She said with excitement: “Kou Quan! Now the only thing you can do is close your eyes and don’t open them, no matter what you hear. I’m sorry.

I was busy closing my eyes.

After a long time, I felt someone shouting my name.

The sound is anxious.

“Slut! Wake up, you can’t sleep under the bed! I’m sorry.

It’s my mom’s voice.

She sounded like she was crying.

I fell asleep under the bed?

When did I fall asleep?

Did I accidentally fall asleep and break the rules?

“Long, please open your eyes! I’m sorry.

My mother cried so badly.

I was just about to open my eyes and remember what the woman said on the phone.

No matter what you hear, don’t open your eyes.

Don’t open your eyes.

But what if I fall asleep now?

Mom’s crying is getting louder and I’m having a headache.

Until her voice gradually changed and became sharper and sharper.

I never dared to open my eyes.

I don’t know how long it’s been since Mom’s voice disappeared.

There’s a dead silence around.

Half an hour later.

I didn’t see anything until I opened my eyes.

Mom’s gone.

The closet door was closed.

I crawled out of the bed and lay back on the bed.

But I’ve been thinking about the woman on the phone.

Her voice is familiar and she has a strange feeling of affection.

I must have heard it somewhere, more than once.

The staff member can name me.

Who is she?

I wonder when I fell asleep.

By the time I woke up again, it was daylight.

The sun shines on my face and it stings.

The radio cycle in the neighborhood was like:

All owners are invited to collect cold medicine at the property.

I climbed down the bed and came to the bathroom just to wash.

I look in the mirror a lot better than before.

Strange, I’m supposed to be in high school. Why do I look like I’m 25?

I shot myself in the head and walked out of the room.

In the kitchen, Mom’s cooking congee.

When she saw me come out, she laughed at me and said, “I made a pot of beef congee out of beef from yesterday’s food bag. I’m sorry.

I noded my head, and as I walked through the trash can, I saw the empty bags that were thrown inside.

There are no labels on it.

I stopped.

I remember this unlabelled package that I threw away last night.

Unless, in the time after I knocked the door open, my mom picked up the bag.

I’m staring at her back and her heart beats up.

There’s a strange smell in the pot.

I feel a strong sense of hunger in my stomach.

My mother brought two bowls of porridge.

A few red pieces of flesh floating on it.

“Mom, is this beef stew? I’m sorry.

I looked her in the eye and asked.

My mom smiled, “Yes, not beef or what? I’m sorry.

I couldn’t stop it. She ate it out loud.

It’s like it doesn’t feel hot at all.

At this point, I recall the contents of the diary.

“Mother” in the diary cut off his own meat and gave it to his neighbor.

The meat without a label, would it be…

I have no appetite.

Now I have two possible guesses.

One was that mom couldn’t control her desire for meat last night, sneaking it back.

Two is her intention.

“Why don’t you eat? “My mother looked up at me, and her lips were covered in pieces.

I suddenly felt sick in my stomach.

“I don’t have an appetite. I’m going to get cold medicine. I’m sorry.

I left in a hurry.

Before I left, I felt my mom’s eyes, staring at me.

I was walking in the neighborhood with a mask.

Some people in the neighborhood wear white N95s like me, and some wear red N95 masks.

The staff member issued the N95 mask, which is white.

Those in red N95 look no different than before.

I met some familiar, and I was greeted.

I came to the property office.

There’s a long line, a lot of people standing.

Standing in front of me, opposite the owner of three 304.

I thought about what I saw yesterday on the balcony, and I consciously took two steps back.

Men turn around.

He had a red mask on his face.

He smiled at me and turned his head and left me alone.

I’m relieved.

About ten minutes in line, it’s my turn.

The staff of the property kept their heads down and gave me a box of cold medicine.

When he raised his head, I choked.

Brother Wang.

Wang is wearing a work uniform, a hat and a look like a property worker.

But I saw him dead last night.

Brother Wang! I’m sorry.

Brother Wang smiles at me: “Little girl, call me Wang, everyone calls me this.” I’m sorry.

“When did you become a property worker last night? I’m sorry.

Wang looked at me with surprise and seemed surprised that I would ask:

“Little girl, I’ve been here seven or eight years. I’m sorry.

“and the note you gave me last night…”

“What note? Wang looked at me wondering.

I’m heavy.

“Nothing. I’m sorry.

I came home with cold medicine.

Take a look, there’s four whites, there’s four reds.

The cold medicine we’re distributing is white. If you see a red cold, go right into the sewer.

I took out those four red cold pills and burst into the sewer.

Measured body temperature, 37.5 degrees.

Today is the fourth day of my day, and it’s almost gone.

“Mom, let’s measure your temperature. I’m sorry.

My mom’s in the bathroom right now. She didn’t answer me.

I feel something wrong, and I don’t care, and I flushed into the toilet.

I saw her lying on the toilet, pulling her hand in until a red tablet was recovered.

I didn’t have time to stop it. I had to watch her get stuck in my mouth.

The string in my head just broke.

I know she’s infected.

I escaped to the room, locked the door and sat on the floor in a squawk.

There’s a knock outside the door.

At first it was light and the back was loud.

Bang, bang, bang!

Four knocks.

“Siño, open the door. I’m sorry.

Mom’s voice was normal at first, and it got really sharp back there.

“Open the door!”

Open the door! I’m sorry.

I covered my ears.

The head hurts again.

The door was knocked down.

It won’t last long.

“This can only end by killing the source of the infection. I’m sorry.

The words in the diary flashed in my head again.

Did…

Mom is the source of the infection?

It’s not me who can write a diary.

Bang!

After a loud bang, the door was smashed into a big hole.

Mom’s face came out of there.

She laughs so much, she stares at me:

“You should take your medicine, red cold. I’m sorry.

I’m sweating straight back.

Yes!

Telephone calls for staff members.

I shivered out the phone and called that number.

The phone will be ringing soon.

“Can you make this weird talk disappear? It’s up to you! Remember, you fucking remember! I’m sorry.

The line is closed.

My brain’s in severe pain.

All of a sudden, I strung a bulge and looked up to the mother who had come in half of her body.

Some memories that have been forcibly tampered with by certain forces are now in my mind at this point.

I’m clear, no mom.

I’m not in high school.

I’m a 25-year-old adult.

I don’t have a mom.

I only have one dad.

This is really not the real world.

But I’m not in this world either.

To be precise, I’m called a customs breaker.

In 2026, the epidemic was eased.

But a greater catastrophe than the new coronary virus struck the entire human world.

At first, a mysterious meteor came to Earth.

But the next day, the meteor disappeared again.

It brings with it some very terrible dark matter.

This dark matter spreads throughout the world at an extremely rapid rate.

The strange recovery of dark matter has led to strange talk coming to the entire world.

The world is divided into countless strange talk.

Each country will choose the right people to enter into strange talk and into the world.

A man like that is called a breaker.

Brother Wang, no, his real name is Wang De.

He and I are trespassers.

We’ve come together to talk about this code called the Happiness District.

The world is extremely difficult to talk about and there is a trend towards expansion.

More and more ordinary people will be caught up in this strange talk once the neighborhood of happiness expands.

A dangerous paradox could well lead to the demise of a State.

The country that used to be the cherry blossoms had disappeared because it had not succeeded in ridding the world of wonders.

When Wang De and I got into the happy neighborhood, my identity automatically became a high school girl.

Wang De has become Wang’s neighbor.

That is the horror of the strange talk.

It gives every person who enters it a reasonable identity.

But this is not the scariest place to talk.

Its worst place is to lose memories in the real world.

Wang De and I spent five days in this strange world.

On the fifth day, when we thought we could find the source of the infection, we made a fatal mistake.

This mistake led Wang De to remain here forever.

And I spent half my life almost dying in this weird world.

This mistake is the source of the infection that we killed, not the real source of the infection.

First time into the world, I killed Mom.

But the paradox has not been eliminated.

The real source of infection is not the mother of the world!

At that time, Mom had completely entered the room.

She had a weird smile on her face, stiff but not slow to approach me.

I bit my teeth tight.

The real source of infection, if it wasn’t for Mom, what was it?

What is the real reason for this strange talk about the world?

“August 7, I’m getting sick. I start hearing voices, always having a strange voice, talking to me. Recently released, the outbreak suddenly became serious. I’m sorry.

“I’m burning up, I’m hearing more and more, and I’m hallucinating, and I can see a lot of furniture turning red. I’m sorry.

All of a sudden, the contents of the journal, like the pages of the book, were turned over one page in my head.

I’m shaking!

The real source of infection…

The real source of infection is Me!

The fact that I heard it from “I” and the furniture in my eyes turned red means I’m infected with it!

After it had been infected with me, it was infected with my mother.

Mom finally infected the whole neighborhood.

It’s like a happy neighborhood.

At this point, Mom has come to me.

I ran to the toilet.

There’s a eyebrow.

Enough to kill myself.

Mom seems to know my intentions.

She grabbed my arm dead.

She’s got a lot of power to pull my arm off.

I’ve got a lot of pain in my arm.

I bit my teeth and went to the toilet with my best efforts.

Next moment…

There’s a pain in the shoulder.

I screamed.

The arm of the left hand was ripped off by my mother.

I fell on my knees as soon as I saw it.

I almost fainted.

There’s mom’s laughter back there.

It’s like a laughter of a man.

Like needles in my head.

I can only get to the ground.

I don’t have a team mate anymore.

Wang De has become a part of this neighborhood.

Now, I’m on my own.

If I can’t kill myself, I’ll stay here forever.

By this strange talk, it becomes part of it, and it becomes more powerful.

I bit my teeth dead.

Step.

Two steps.

Three steps.

I don’t know.

I’m getting closer to the toilet.

But for the next second, a force tore came from my left leg.

“Aah! Aah!

I screamed to tear my heart apart.

My left leg, too.

But well, I managed to climb into the toilet.

I used my last strength to get my eyebrow cutter, to twist my head, to compare my mother with the left right hand finger.

“Go to hell!”

I’m so pale and mean.

Next second, I cut my own throat.

My vision has fallen into darkness.

When I woke up again, I was in the hospital.

“Kou, you’re awake. I’m sorry.

A pretty woman sitting by my bed.

I sat up and I was moving.

The only good thing to say about the world is that as long as there is no death, all the wounds that have been done in it, and when we return to the real world, we can recover.

“How did you reach me on your cell phone? “I’m curious.

The forest team has a smile on its face, but it’s just passing:

“We’ve sacrificed so many of our agents in this strange world of happiness, and we’ve known some of the world’s characteristics, and I’ve used some special tools to contact you.

“But you didn’t disappoint me. You almost lost your life in this world six months ago. But now, there is no such thing as happiness.

“On behalf of China, I would like to thank you sincerely for having saved China from a crisis. I’m sorry.

I jumped out of bed and lit a cigarette:

“What’s the next weird talk? Mom’s note or the dynasty hotel code? I’m sorry.

While a strange conversation has been resolved, there are countless unresolved codes waiting for me.

But I believe that one day the world will return to the day before the strange talk.

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I don’t know.

Keep your eyes on the road.