After my sister died, I found a note in her belongings:
Don’t go to the extra room.
Sister died strangely. She drowned.
However, when the police found her body, it was in the bathroom of her home.
My sister’s whole face was buried in the washroom and drowned alive.
01
It’s almost impossible.
When a man chokes, no matter how strong her death instinct may be, he struggles.
The sink is less than 10 centimetres deep, and it needs a light head to get out.
The death of my sister ended up as suicide.
But no matter what, I don’t believe my sister committed suicide.
Because the day before, my sister talked to me about going to Maldives when the epidemic ended.
In order to prevent the suicide of a depressed sister, I secretly installed surveillance in every corner of the house.
Surveillance shows no outsiders entering or leaving the house.
Sister died at 3:00 in the afternoon.
And the strangest thing is that my sister disappeared for an hour at 1 p.m.
During this hour, all the surveillance at home was unable to film her whereabouts.
But we live in an apartment less than 50 square metres.
My sister and I share a room.
That hour, my sister didn’t go out and stayed at home.
She’s evaporated in this hour.
When I came home with my eyes red, I suddenly found a note under my sister’s pillow:
Don’t go to the extra room.
I wrinkled my head.
I have no idea what the note means.
There’s always only one room at home.
What does that mean?
I couldn’t help but put the note aside.
I found my sister’s diary when I was cleaning up her belongings.
It’s a nice day. My sister took me shopping. I’m happy.
My sister asked me if I wanted to have a gold gradient, and I was moved, but I was ready to wait for my condition to stabilize.
I feel better every day. I’m happy, so I’m not a burden to my sister.
Seeing these words in the diary, the tears wet my eyes.
Sister has been trying hard to get treatment.
Her desire for survival is very strong.
She wants to live with me.
Today, I heard that voice again.
One o’clock in the morning, the crotch again seems to be coming from over the wall, but we live at the end of the hall.
I want to tell my sister, but I’m afraid she thinks I’m hearing things again.
[Today, I tried to knock twice. I didn’t think I’d get a response from the other side.
It’s weird. When did you get an extra room? When did this room show up? _Other Organiser
I was scared, I wanted to tell my sister, but she seemed busy, interrupting me.
Why did I see that room? I’m scared, hiding under my bed will ease my fear.
I don’t want to go in there. I don’t want to go in there. _Other Organiser
The last sentence has reached its extreme.
The exclamation mark is much heavier than any other.
It is clear that the sister at the time wrote this before she was in great fear.
The diary stops here.
02
My heart is full of horror.
Remember the other day, she did have something to say to me, and the look on her face stopped.
But I was on the Internet, and I interrupted her.
I held the hand of the diary and shivered.
If I had listened to my sister, would she not have died.
I tried to find more from my sister’s remains.
But unfortunately, no more leads.
I took a deep breath, learned from my sister and lay under the bed.
On the planks under the bed, it was so dense that it was a deep scratch.
I can imagine how helpless and desperate my sister was.
Shit.
I punched my head on a plank, and it was completely out of control.
It’s all my fault.
When I knew my sister was depressed, I broke her words.
From the diary, my sister’s condition is clearly serious.
She’s starting to have serious hearing and hallucinations.
But I slept with her every day, and I felt nothing unusual.
I thought she was getting better.
My heart’s in a sour pain.
I lay in bed with deep guilt towards my sister and I didn’t know when to sleep.
I woke up by a very fine voice.
and prostrate,
I woke up instantly.
What’s that noise?
I listened carefully, it seemed to be coming from over the wall.
That sound is exactly the same as that in your sister’s diary.
It’s like someone was banging on the wall next door.
Two, not much.
I got a fear in my heart.
I looked at the time, just at 1:00 in the morning.
Turns out she didn’t have a hearing.
The sound, it does exist.
My room is just at the end of the hall.
Next door, clearly air.
I learned from my sister and knocked on two walls in tremors.
I didn’t expect that voice to answer me.
Knock.
It’s like someone’s responding to me.
There’s a terrible picture coming out of my brain.
There’s someone down on the wall.
Two taps at my wall.
He’s only one wall away from me right now.
I’m shaking, I’m taking a deep breath, I’m in the living room with courage.
I opened the window and shivered out my head.
A faint light came through the window.
I saw an extra window on the right side of the wall.
This is impossible.
Because my room is next to this wall.
The window in the room was not on this wall.
And the lights in my room are never this dark yellow light.
At that point, I saw that window being pushed from inside.
Squeak, it’s very clear on silent night.
A pale hand fell down.
And when I saw the red beads on my hands, the pupils shrunk.
I made them for my sister myself.
But now it’s in front of me again.
I breathed sharply.
Heart beats almost to the chest.
I stood there, stiff, staring at that impossible window.
The next second, a black line of long ejection is now in my vision.
A man slowly reached out to his head.
Cold wind in my face, pain.
I bite my lips to death and fear in my heart.
The girl’s head fell down in an incredible way, like without a neck.
The next moment, the girl’s face slowly turned around.
I saw her face.
It’s my sister.
I took my sister’s body to the funeral home myself in the afternoon.
But now my sister is in front of me.
Her face was too white and her black eyes looked straight at me.
She’s going to say something to me.
“Don’t go to this room. I’m sorry.
I recognize that from her mouth.
The next minute, a lot of blood came out of my sister’s lips.
A strong sense of dizziness pours into my head.
My sister’s getting more confused.
My vision is dark.
03
I opened my eyes.
It’s 6:00 in the morning.
I’m in the living room, all sticky and cold.
I remember what I saw last night, and I got up and opened the window.
There was no window on the wall.
Everything I saw last night seemed like a dream.
But I know it’s not a dream.
The experience in my sister’s diary was repeated on me.
I finally know what the note says.
At that point last night, there was indeed an extra room at home.
A room that can’t exist.
This afternoon, I’m going to the funeral home to get my sister’s ashes.
But before I fainted yesterday, I clearly saw my sister in that extra room.
I want to know.
What does sister’s death have to do with that room?
I found my sister’s phone.
The phone is dead.
After I charged the phone, the cell phone vibrated like crazy.
There’s a lot of unreading texts on the phone.
After browsing through the text message, I realized that my sister had a regular chat friend online.
It seems that this netizens have no news of her sister’s death.
The word room has been mentioned on several occasions in their chat records.
“I’m scared, I’m probably sick again. I can see not only the extra door, but I can hear them talking. I’m sorry.
“That’s the kind of whisper that I can’t do anymore. I went to the hospital today and the doctor gave me some medicine. I’m sorry.
The Internet is trying to comfort my sister. It’s just an illusion.
I thought about it and decided to tell my sister’s death to the netizens.
It took a long time to answer the question about the death of her sister.
“I’m sorry to hear that. I’m sorry.
“But, next, it’s your turn. I’m sorry.
Fear took hold of my heart for a moment.
“What do you mean? I’m sorry.
Hello, your message didn’t work, the other one’s number was empty.
My heart’s coming up and I’m going to call this number.
The number you have dialed is empty.
The cold tone makes me more afraid.
That’s when I thought about my parents.
My relationship with my sister and my parents is not very good.
After the divorce, my sister followed my father, and I followed my mother.
They all chose to reorganize their families.
My sister and I moved out when we were adults.
But at this time, I’m helpless.
I called my mother.
However, the telephone has been inaccessible.
I didn’t mean to call my father.
The phone was ringing for a long time, and it was finally picked up when I was disappointed to hang up.
Father’s voice sounds loud and loud.
It seems to be far away and empty.
“Swallow”?
Father’s voice sounds very shocked.
“Daddy, it’s me.” I said with my cry.
I want to ask him why he didn’t even come when she died.
“How is that possible, Yin Yin? I’m sorry.
Father said with a strong vibrating voice.
There’s a lot of voices on the other side of the phone.
But I can’t hear you.
“Swallow…”
Father’s words stop.
The phone just hung up.
When I called my father again, the phone was in a state of silence.
After many failures, I finally gave up.
I don’t know what’s going on.
To find out the truth, I turned on the surveillance video again.
The week before my sister died, there were many strange places to behave.
04
The sister in the video seems to be going into the bathroom.
But when her hand first touched the doorknob in the toilet, it came out like an electrocution.
The expression of great fear appeared on her face.
But there’s nothing wrong with the toilet door.
I looked back and again at this video.
Finally, I found something weird in my sister’s eyes.
I immediately pressed the pause button.
The toilet door was white.
But in my sister’s eyes, the purple door is mirrored.
It’s almost purple in the dark.
I kept my mind on it, and I kept magnifying my sister’s eyes.
This time I see clearly that the reflection of my sister’s pupils is indeed a purple door which I am very strange.
My heart seems to have been squeezed by a big hand. I can’t breathe.
I leaned on the chair, and my back was already wet and cold.
I suddenly realized where she went the hour before she died.
I’m afraid she walked into that room where it didn’t exist.
That’s why we can’t get a picture of my sister.
I don’t know what sister saw in that purple room.
All I know is that after my sister came out of that room, she died strangely.
That room was supposed to be a terrible presence.
All of a sudden, it’s moving in the computer video.
I took a bullet out of it.
My sister’s eyes, they were looking at the toilet.
But now, her eyes are tilting.
Finally, look at me dead.
It was my closest sister, but this moment I had a great feeling of fear.
I tried so hard to push the computer off, but I couldn’t turn it off.
I’ve been looking at you.
All of a sudden, I’m stuck in place.
I saw my sister’s magnifying pupil, reflecting a pale foot.
I’ve raised the cold of my bones and turned my head a little stiff.
05
But behind me, there’s nothing.
I can’t stay here any longer.
I stood up and walked out of the house.
It’s heavy, as if there’s a storm coming.
There seems to be a funeral downstairs.
A few men in black dressed came out with a coffin.
I looked down and all of a sudden the heads of the coffin were lifted up.
They have no face.
There was supposed to be five officials, and there was a blank at the moment.
My heart jumps out of control.
But because of fear, my footsteps were stiff there, unable to move.
They suddenly dropped the coffin and their white fingers pointed straight in my direction.
I was all soft, and suddenly I fell down.
By the time I looked up again, they were gone.
There was a heavy rain in the sky.
Thunder flash.
I’m almost running away.
Suddenly, a door on my side opened.
A thin hand stretched out and dragged me in.
It’s Grandma Ho.
She sells breakfast every day near the door of the apartment, and it’s a good business.
I had a good relationship with Grandma Ho.
I fixed her breakfast once.
So every time I went to buy a rice troupe, Grandma Ho only offered a price.
Her old companion died last year.
There is only one left alone, with no children.
So I’ll be with her when I’m free.
Grandma Ho was good to us, treating us like granddaughters.
“Grandma Ho, what’s wrong? I’m sorry.
Seeing the old man’s face doesn’t look right, I’m tired of asking.
She hasn’t let go of my arm, but she’s got a thin finger.
“You can’t stay here. You have to leave. I’m sorry.
06
Grandma Ho spoke quickly.
I was like, “Grandma Ho, I’m going to the funeral home to get my sister’s ashes. I’m sorry.
Grandma Ho’s face clearly changed.
“Swallow, the funeral home. Is that really your sister? Time’s running out. You have to go to that room. “The look on Grandma’s face has been distorted.
I don’t understand what she’s saying.
“Grandma Ho, my sister is dead. I’m going to get her ashes. I’m sorry.
I repeat.
Grandma Ho’s shady eyes were staring at the maximum.
“KANG Yin, wake up. Where’s your sister? I’m sorry.
07
I was shocked to see Grandma Ho.
“Grandma Ho, are you kidding me? I’m sorry.
What happened to her today?
Usually, Grandma Ho was kind to me and my sister.
But today she’s like a different person.
The eyes are dark and dark.
“Swallow, that thing, it’s not your sister. I’m sorry.
Grandma Ho kept her voice down.
“I was afraid you were upset, so I didn’t say it, but every time you came here, I saw you alone. I’m sorry.
“Swallow, are you fascinated by something? I’m sorry.
I couldn’t believe I looked at her.
I even think her words are a little funny.
My sister and I have lived for so many years with her shadow in my limited happy memories.
But now Grandma says my sister doesn’t exist.
How is that possible?
I had this ugly smile, “What happened to you today? Why are you kidding me? My sister’s dead. That kind of joke is disrespectful. I’m sorry.
Grandma’s looking at me, “King Yan, I’m not kidding, but I don’t have much time. You have to follow me there. I’m sorry.
She held my hand and tried to pull me outside.
“Grandma Ho, where are we going? I’m sorry.
I’m confused to ask.
And she turned her head, and a small pupil glistened with strange light.
“Don’t you already know? That purple room. I’m sorry.
08
I quickly broke off her hand.
“What are you talking about? “I looked at her hard.
Once upon a time, the kind and kind grandmother Ho became strange and dark in my eyes.
How did she know about that purple room?
“We have to go in that room. We don’t have much time. Yin, believe me. “What’s going on?
She’s got her face twisted and twisted.
All of a sudden, I saw a shallow purple line around her neck.
I watched her neck dead.
Then my back rose a chill.
The black line around her neck clearly marks a stitch.
The wires were wrapped around her neck.
Grandma Ho seemed to notice my eyes, and she looked down and suddenly showed a strange smile.
“Oh, Yin, you saw it. I’m sorry.
I ran out of the door as fast as I could before she looked up.
“KANG Yin, don’t go. Listen to me…”
Grandma Ho’s voice was ringing behind me.
But I am afraid to look back at this moment.
I ran to the elevator.
The elevator was parked on the ground floor.
I’m so sweaty.
The footsteps behind him are getting closer.
It’s Grandma Ho’s shouting.
“Swallow…”
In a hurry, I ran down the stairs.
It was daytime, but the stairs were dark because of the poor light.
I ran down the stairs like crazy.
One floor.
Two.
I was panting down.
Suddenly, I stopped.
I couldn’t believe the red mark on the wall.
Fourth floor.
What, the fourth floor?
There’s clearly no fourth floor.
When the apartment was built, the realtor specifically avoided four and eighteen figures.
Because old people in our place are superstitious, and many people don’t like these numbers.
So the original fourth floor will be replaced by the fifth.
The elevator broke down the other day. I just walked through the stairs.
On that wall, it was marked with three words on the red fifth floor.
But now he is a stinger.
Fourth floor.
My heart is beating so fast.
My first reaction was to run down.
I croaked to the next floor.
But when I looked up, it was completely frozen.
The mark on the wall remains the fourth floor.
08
At this point, there was a little light in the hallway.
Quick into darkness.
It’s almost in a second.
All the light, completely gone.
I feel like I’m at night.
I heard footsteps.
Strange footsteps.
Light, but clear.
I saw a woman with a little girl at the end of the hall.
I can’t even see the door numbers on either side.
But I can see their faces clearly.
They have a smile on their faces, and they look pale.
Women and girls held hands in red dress.
But when my eyes go down, the pupils shrink.
They’re naked.
The toes are high and the feet are high.
That’s why I heard the footsteps.
There’s only one reaction left in my brain:
Run!
I’m all muscled, and I’m going downstairs.
But when I came down a few steps, my feet were stuck.
Because I saw a white hand with a hand.
The nails are sharp, with red nail polish on them.
A white face with a smile came out of the corner of the stairs and looked straight at me.
09
It’s the woman I saw.
The air around us seems to have cooled down in this instant.
I set the ice cellar.
I watched the woman come slowly towards me with the girl.
Their faces kept smiling.
Strange and stiff smile.
I’ll see them when they get close.
Why are they smiling so weird.
That’s because their smiles are drawn.
Their lips draw a smile up with red pens.
“Who are you?”
I was shaking at them.
The girl came to me, approached me, sucked her nose.
“Sister, you taste different. I’m sorry.
I saw water dripping from the red dress the girl was wearing.
It’s a strange smell.
I bowed my head and found the mother and daughter standing there, forming a little beach.
My heart is already sweaty and my heart is beating.
All of a sudden, the girl is up.
And she looked at me in the face too strange, and she said, “Sister, my mother asked me to tell you not to go to that purple room. I’m sorry.
I looked up and looked at that woman.
“How do you know about the purple room? What the hell is in that room? I’m sorry.
I’ve come across two very different answers in a period of time.
Grandma Ho and this woman.
Women still stand on their toes.
Her body is still dripping.
The water on the hair is falling.
The stairwell fills with an incomprehensible smell.
“The purple room… can’t go in. I’m sorry.
She smiled too much and looked at me.
Women say the same thing as sisters.
“Who are you?”
Next thing you know, I’m about to crash.
Sister, don’t go in there! I like you. We’ll play later. I’m sorry.
The girl pulled my hand.
Her hands are cold.
That’s not normal human temperature.
I can no longer stand the feeling of fear and run down the stairs.
This time, I made it to the third floor.
I breathed, raised my head and saw two heads down around the corner.
Women and children’s faces don’t know when they’ll be swelling up almost transparent.
But they still smile and look at me.
I finally got to the first floor.
Two obituaries in the lobby on the first floor.
A picture on it, it’s Grandma Ho.
There was a newspaper floating next to it.
I shivered and picked up the paper.
It’s a news story that happened yesterday at 5:00 a.m.
A young man was drunk and killed an old man.
I saw the familiar breakfast stand in the picture. It’s Grandma Ho’s booth.
The reason she didn’t show up this morning was because she was dead.
It was also written in the newspaper that Grandma Ho had not died directly at the time.
It was the young man who, fearing responsibility, thought that there would be no one at this point in time to crush the past.
Grandma Ho’s head was crushed almost out of her body.
I remember the stitches on Grandma Ho’s neck.
The nails are deadly embedded in the palms.
I have a strong sour feeling in my heart.
The other obituary was the woman and girl I just saw.
Turns out they’re a pair of mothers and daughters.
I found their cause of death in the paper.
The mother and daughter committed suicide.
Exactly, Mom jumped down the river with the baby.
They were wearing red clothes and stones on their feet.
According to the newspaper, a woman found her husband cheating and she tried to force her husband to turn her back.
But the husband did not appear until the death of the woman and the child.
Women jumped with their children in despair.
These clearly dead people are here.
Can’t the spirits leave because they died too much?
All of a sudden, I saw the four men carrying the coffin in front of me.
But this time, there were five visible officials on their faces.
They have a relic in their hands.
It’s an ordinary middle-aged man.
Kang Yan. I’m sorry.
One of them called out my name.
“King Yan, you must go to that purple room. I’m sorry.
They looked at me and said,
The purple room again.
“What’s in the purple room?” I’m sorry.
“KANG Yin, your time is running out. The purple room is waiting for you. It’s your turn. I’m sorry.
They repeat it again.
I couldn’t bear to walk directly from them.
All of a sudden, the shadow of my eyes was a glimpse of what was in their hands.
The man’s face changed in black and white.
He used to be a straight mouth, and suddenly he went up a rad.
I took my eyes back in fear and rushed towards the gate of the district.
Their voices are still mechanized behind me.
“King Yan, you must go to that purple room. I’m sorry.
“The purple room is waiting for you. You don’t have much time. I’m sorry.
I didn’t hear the sound behind me until I ran away.
Finally, I can’t run anymore. I can’t breathe.
But today on the street,
Strangely quiet.
The usual noise.
Quiet car traffic.
It’s all gone.
But there are pedestrians on the street.
It’s hard to make that sense.
There are only quiet steps on the streets.
They didn’t communicate with each other at all and walked without an expression.
That’s weird.
I have a weird feeling in my heart.
Fortunately, the funeral home is only 10 minutes away.
At this point, I suddenly saw a young man rushing into the middle of the road.
He was standing there, and his face seemed very scared.
The next second I heard the car roaring.
A car came straight towards the young man standing in the middle of the road.
I cried out to him, “Run!” I’m sorry.
He clearly heard it, he twisted his face and looked at me.
But he remained in place and did not leave.
10
And the walkers around, like they didn’t see it at all, kept walking faceless.
The scene that scared me most happened.
The car ran over the youth.
I shivered and closed my eyes.
I heard the cries of young people tearing their hearts apart.
This is clearly intentional murder.
I’m shaking out my phone and I’m going to call the police.
When I dialed those three numbers, a gentle voice came in the phone:
I’m sorry, your dial number is not in the service area.
I’m absolutely horrified.
How could the alarm be out of service?
Looks like there’s a tendency to leave the car, and I’m making a lot of shots.
But this license plate gives me a familiar feeling.
I remember this car, it was clearly the car that killed Grandma Ho.
The car left soon.
There are only young people who lie in their places of origin.
Suddenly, he held his head up hard.
I saw his head and neck with only a little bit of flesh.
I stood there cold.
Young people are clearly unable to live.
But he crawled straight at me, and his throat was broken.
“I know it’s wrong, I shouldn’t have been drunk, I shouldn’t have hit that old lady, I shouldn’t have run away. I’m sorry.
“Good pain… good pain. I’m sorry.
The youth climbed to my feet and their bloody hands grabbed my pants and legs.
“Please, take me to that room, purple room. I’m sorry.
I stand pale.
Let him grab my pants and legs.
He was the drunk young man who killed Grandma Ho.
I saw in the newspaper that after he hit Grandma Ho because of the speed of the car and the collision with a truck.
The truck driver sustained only minor injuries, but the youth car was severely deformed.
He was seriously injured and taken to hospital, where he has yet to wake up.
But now he’s here.
The young man, who had been hit by a car in the face, looked at me dead and begged me over and over again to take him to the purple room.
With great fear, I have a strong desire to live.
I kicked the young man’s hand in the direction of the funeral home.
Cold rain fell on my forehead and fell into my clothes.
I’m almost wet all over.
I don’t know why, I feel my body getting heavy.
A strong desire to sleep came up.
I bit my lips dead and my fingernails were almost in my palm.
I can’t sleep.
All of a sudden, I stopped walking, and there was a creepy feeling all over me.
The café across the street, it’s a reflection of me.
But there is no shadow of the pedestrians who have hurried around me.
And I finally figured out where that strong and strange feeling came from.
I’m the only one who’s wet because of the rain.
And those who pass by, they are clean and clean, without a drop of rain.
My heart’s pounding.
These people on the street, what are they?
Suddenly, everyone on the street stopped.
They almost turned at the same time at a very slow pace and looked at me face to face.
Eleven.
My heart is at its height.
I went fast towards the funeral home.
Good thing the funeral home is right ahead.
“Grandpa, I’m here to collect my sister’s ashes. Please let me in. I’m sorry.
In the security booth, an old man was lying unconscious with his head on his own.
The radio next to him squeaks and squeaks.
I used to feel nothing but loud noises, but at this point in time I was given great comfort.
Finally, there’s sound.
The old man opened his eyes and suddenly looked up at me.
“You… you…”
The old man looked at me scared.
But he opened the door and let me in.
I found a staff member and asked where my sister’s ashes were.
After listening to me, the staff member wrinkled his head.
“We burned the dead this morning without the name ginger. I’m sorry.
“Are you mistaken? “The staff is looking at me strangely.
I’m in a hurry. How come there’s no sister’s name?
I was asked yesterday to collect my sister’s ashes.
“Ma’am, I think you’re really mistaken, so let’s just say, we sent out two dead in the morning, all male, so I remember very well and I’m not mistaken. “It’s obvious that the male staff is impatient.
“How is that possible? You must have made a mistake. Your sister’s body was delivered yesterday and your staff told me to come this afternoon. “I was anxious to say,
The male staff frowned, “We talked to you? Then tell me what he looks like. I’m sorry.
He doesn’t believe my face.
“Men, at the age of 35, have a visible black mole in their chin, about a metre or seven, with a clear northeast accent. I’m sorry.
After listening to me, the staff suddenly stepped back and looked at me like a ghost.
“You and this man, Liu, our former employee, died by accident a month ago when his body was sent to the incinerator together with our colleagues. I’m sorry.
My face has become very pale.
It’s been one after another that I’ve seen something that doesn’t exist.
“I don’t know what’s going on. I just want my sister’s ashes back. I’m sorry.
My heart’s about to collapse.
At that point, a middle-aged man came out of the room and the staff member, after shouting a shout, whispered a few words in his ear.
He looked me in the eye and looked me in the eye, and said, “Well, we did get a dead man named Ginger. I’m sorry.
I watched him with excitement.
“But it was 10 years ago. I’m sorry.
Brother Xu seems to be in memory.
“That girl, I don’t know why, I still remember, very pretty, white like snow, dying at that young age. I’m sorry.
“But I remember her name not because she’s pretty, but because of evil. I’m sorry.
Brother Xu’s face is filled with fear.
“The body of the ginger, we burned it twice before it was clean. When she first came out, it was impossible, 850 degrees centigrade, and the fairies had to go in and burn. But the girl came out without any damage, and she had closed her eyes and opened them. I’m sorry.
“I was 20 years old, and everyone was scared, but for the second time, I burned it completely. I’m telling you, Ginger died 10 years ago. It couldn’t have been yesterday. I’m sorry.
Brother Xu looked at me and said,
Every hole in my body is now stinging.
12
They told me my sister Ginger died ten years ago.
Ten years ago, I was 12, and Ginger was 16.
How could my sister have died?
She was always with me.
We grew up together, we talked about nice boys in school, we laughed about the future.
“If you don’t believe me, I’ll find you a record. I’m sorry.
Brother Xu went in there and quickly produced a file.
I saw the name of the ginger.
Only, it was 10 years ago.
In a moment, countless pieces came into my mind.
“King Yan, I’ve seen you all along. You don’t have a sister. I’m sorry.
Grandma Ho twisted her face and said to me:
“KANG Yin, follow you. What the hell is that? I’m sorry.
The old doorman at the funeral home, he looked scared when he saw me.
I turned around.
My opposite is a full-body mirror.
I saw myself in the mirror.
No wonder I think my body’s getting heavier…
On my back, on the ground.
A girl, exactly.
Her hands were white on my shoulder, black hair on my shoulder.
The girl’s hands are covered in red beads.
It’s sister.
In the mirror, my sister’s head was leaning on my shoulder, slowly lifting it up.
She had a smile on me with her red lips.
“Yin Yin, you finally found out. I’m sorry.
That strong sense of dizziness came back.
Like last night.
My eyelids get heavier.
The vision has become increasingly blurred, and the two people before me seem to be further away.
Suddenly, one hand grabbed my arm and dragged me out.
I was pulled a lot.
The man who dragged me was a young man with a long body.
His shadow gives me a very familiar feeling.
The youth dragged me out of the funeral home to stop.
He turned his head.
And when I saw that familiar face, I was completely stiff.
His name is Truyang and he’s my hair.
Three years ago, he died of illness.
That year was also my worst year.
I couldn’t have come out without my sister’s company.
The face of Chu is not different from what it was, except that it was too pale.
“Swallow, don’t be afraid of me. He says:
When I heard Truyang’s voice, my tears fell off.
I know that the human being is not alive, but there is no feeling of fear.
“You look better, but you cry as much as before. I’m sorry.
Chu extended his hand and wiped my tears.
His fingers are cold, cold.
“Chouyang, what’s all this about? I’m sorry.
The strong sense of collapse finally found a way out.
I’m crying and asking.
“Swallow, it’s too late to explain. You don’t have much time. We have to go to the purple room. I’m sorry.
Chuyang’s face is so anxious.
Grandma Ho, Chuyang and the four black men who carried the coffins, let me go to the purple room.
But my sister told me never to go to that room.
Who am I supposed to trust?
“King Yan, believe me.”
Chuyang suddenly held my face and said:
I didn’t know where to start looking at him like he was alive.
We’re running.
Those faceless faces on the streets are getting ugly.
They came in, they reached out to me, and they dragged me and Chuyang to death.
Me and Chu-Yang did their best to get rid of them, but too much.
Their eyes are naked and malicious.
“No, you’re too late! I’m sorry.
Chu Yeung shouted.
Yin Yin, can you do it alone?
I’m in a hurry to nod.
“Swallow, you go first. I’ll hold them off. Come on! I’m sorry.
Chu Yang pulled me out of those hands with all his power.
Come on!
He pushed me forward.
I ran forward with tears.
13
I’m passing that intersection again.
Young people who had been cut off from their skins were standing in the middle of the road intact.
He cried with tears and cried painfully at me.
The car’s ringing behind him.
I looked at him and ran in the direction of the apartment.
The four men who carried the coffin saw my body, and there was a little joy in their face.
“King Yan, go to the purple room. Time is running out. I’m sorry.
I ran to the elevator door and pressed the elevator button.
The elevator door was open. The girls were in the elevator.
The girl’s dark-eyed pupil looked up at me, “Sister, are you leaving? But we agreed to stay and play. I’m sorry.
“Yeah, stay with me, with my squirm. I’m sorry.
Mother and daughter, smiling at me.
But the next minute, they were dragged out by the four black men carrying the coffin.
Kang Yan, get in the elevator and run!
I ran into the elevator quickly.
The elevator door was in front of me, and I saw the gruesome look of the mother and daughter.
Finally, the 7th floor.
Grandma Ho’s figure appeared in front of me.
Seeing me, she’s tearing her eyes off.
“Let’s go. There’s still time. I’m sorry.
She grabbed my hand and we went home.
There’s a purple door next to my room.
But now, purple in front of the door, standing a girl.
13
“Swallow.” I’m sorry.
The girl turned around and was my familiar sister’s face.
Are you happy to be here? I’m sorry.
My sister came to me, and she turned on her head and blacked me out.
“You’ve been bothering her for years, isn’t that enough? “What’s going on?
“Touch”? Yin, do you think so? I’m sorry.
“Do you remember our agreement when we were kids? To live happily ever after. I’m sorry.
“If it wasn’t for those four damn people, you wouldn’t have found out the truth, and we’d have lived here forever. Yin Yin, sister really can’t leave you. I’m sorry.
Sister looked at me and said,
And this moment, some memories that my brain has forgotten, are all coming out.
14
Yes, my sister died ten years ago.
And the one who indirectly caused her death was me.
My sister, Ginger, has had a congenital heart attack since birth.
She had more than a heart attack, growing up, and her sister was very sick.
So Mom and Dad’s attention is always on my sister.
And I, the one who was completely ignored.
Finally, my mother couldn’t bear it.
She filed for divorce to take me away.
I love my sister.
But then I understood that our family was destroyed by my sister.
That day, she learned why her parents divorced.
She was taking a bath in the tub.
But she always loved her parents and left us to go to the Civil Administration alone.
Because of her illness, everyone lives hard and tired.
My sister’s illness costs a lot of money, and my parents are just regular workers.
I saw my mother’s face a lot older than my peers.
Fathers under 40 have white hair.
I’ll always be wearing crap.
There was a vicious thought that occasionally arose:
If sister doesn’t exist from the beginning, I wish.
I heard my sister crying, and I did not comfort her.
She’s crying and I’m upset.
The earplugs kept my sister from crying, and I felt so relieved.
I don’t know how long it took me to sleep.
When I woke up to see my sister, I saw her body in the tub.
She looked at me with her eyes open, her fingers curled, and she fell off a heart attack not far away.
My sister had a heart attack, but she couldn’t get the medicine.
She had no strength to climb from the tub and drowned in it.
Twelve-year-old I was scared and screamed, and I wanted to call the police and fell down the stairs.
When I woke up again, I was in the hospital.
Parents blame themselves for their grief.
As if they were ten years old.
Sister’s dead, became my dream girl.
I’ve dreamt of a dark, wet bathroom a thousand times, and my sister’s body was in the tub, staring at me.
She has several broken nails.
She must have cried my name out loud.
If I hadn’t worn earplugs, maybe my sister wouldn’t have died.
I killed my sister indirectly.
14
I think of everything, and I’m crying.
Crying, I laughed.
Sister, I’m not leaving. Can I stay with you? You’ll be lonely alone. I’m sorry.
Sister looked straight at me, “Really? I’m sorry.
Grandma says, “You’re crazy! Do you know what this place is? This is the intersection of life and death, where the dead have to wash away their sins before you can be born? I’m sorry.
If you don’t go, you’ll die forever! That door, it’s closing! I’m sorry.
I’m sure that purple door is becoming transparent.
“I’ve made up my mind, I’m with my sister. I’m sorry.
I said calmly.
If it wasn’t for me, she wouldn’t have died.
She’ll grow up like me and become a very pretty woman.
But she died at 16 and stayed here forever.
“I will drown again and again and continue to experience the pain of my life, and that is the price of my being here, and I can’t let you, even once, let my sister meet me. I’m sorry.
My sister’s hand suddenly touched my face.
Her fingers were so cold that I couldn’t help but fight a cold war.
“Swallow, my swallow, my beloved and most precious sister from childhood. I’m sorry.
My sister’s dark pupils look at me and shine with strange light.
“I’m thinking too much, so I can’t go back, and I can only follow you, even if you can’t see me. I’m sorry.
“I watched you grow up, and I watched you go to a major college, and I was so happy for you. But I feel bad too, because I know you’re lonely. I’m sorry.
“Yin Yin, I never blame you, I hate only myself, why are you so weak, why can’t I grow up with you? I’m sorry.
“I’ve watched you for too long, long, and I’m beginning to get lonely. I wish I could have my swallow with me. Look at me. I’m sorry.
“But now, I want Yin to live well. I’m sorry.
Suddenly, sister opened that purple door.
I saw a man lying in that door.
That guy, it’s me.
I was lying on the ground, and a doctor was pressing my chest.
Parents cry out my name in tears.
“Yin Yin, Dad knows you’re gonna be okay. We’ve been sorry for years. I’m sorry.
“Daddy got your call to Dad, wherever you are, you must come back, please. I’m sorry.
I always thought I didn’t like my father and cried like a child.
I’m surrounded by police cars, ambulances.
I remember everything, including the cause of the accident.
That day, it was my sister’s death.
I’m driving and I’m going to worship my sister.
There were four villagers carrying coffins on the road.
When I was about to pass them, suddenly the wheel went off.
I ran into the trees uncontrollably.
At that moment, I saw my sister’s smiling face in the mirror.
When I woke up again, my sister was next to me.
My memory is also confused.
I thought I heard my sister’s cry and saved her life.
I thought sister was around me.
“It’s my obsession, it’s my selfishness, and that day I couldn’t bear to be lonely and drag you into this world. I’m sorry.
“Go, Yan. I’m sorry.
She smiled and said, “I never blamed you. I’m sorry.
“We should all put it down, Yan. I’m sorry.
After my sister said, push me hard and I fell into the room.
“Swallow, in the next life, I still want to be your sister. I’m sorry.
The next moment, my vision was dark.
I opened my eyes.
Help! I’m sorry.
The doctor was excited to shout.
The parents cried like children.
“Swallow, my swallow…”
And the four villagers who were carrying the black coffin stood by me, and their faces were filled with joy.
Turns out they’re alive.
The reason I saw no five of them in that world was because I didn’t see their faces well before the accident.
I don’t remember, so they’re blank for me.
I was taken to the hospital soon.
My parents have been watching me all night.
They look at me in the eyes of pain and guilt.
Mother holds my hand.
I find her hands are way too old for her peers.
“Mom told you to remarry. It was a lie. I’ll never leave my daughter because of that. I’m sorry.
The mother cried and said:
“I’m not really remarried. I’m sorry.
The silent father suddenly looked up and looked at me and his mother.
After a few seconds of silence, we all laughed.
But I’ve been wondering how the four villagers got into that world.
The mother told me that they felt very guilty that I had been in a car accident to avoid them.
One of them told his parents that all four of them knew about pussy and felt that I was in a clearly incorrect state and that I was lost in the world of life and death.
They’re gonna go there and get me out of there.
That’s when someone went into the ward.
I looked up and found one of the four villagers.
“You look well, little girl. “The middle-aged man laughed at me.
After I politely thanked him, I couldn’t help but ask, “Uncle, I saw my hair in that world, and he would not help me if he would be caught up in the road.”
“Sir, don’t worry, the passers-bys, they’re really a lot of people in the world, and they’re going to drag their souls back to life, but they’re not going to hurt when you’re dead. I’m sorry.
I’m relieved.
And I asked, “I remember there I also saw the actual funeral home, and the staff there spoke to me. How could they be in that world?” I’m sorry.
The middle-aged man smiled: “We all thought that the worst time was midnight, but every day at 12pm, it was the worst time of day, and the funeral home itself was heavy, and you went at 12pm, so they could see you. I’m sorry.
After the middle-aged man left, I kept quiet and told my parents about seeing my sister.
“Sister said she never blamed me, she just missed me too much. I’m sorry.
After the parents listened, they held me red-eyed.
Fifteen years ago.
My name is Cho Yoon. It’s Kang Yan’s hair.
This guy Kang Yan has been acting strange since his death.
She doesn’t laugh anymore, and her eyes aren’t as bright as they used to be.
Friends are getting away from her.
But I won’t.
Because I like her.
I don’t know when I’ve liked her.
Like her big eyes, soft skin.
Like her gentle character.
I like everything about her anyway.
But my body is bad.
I’m worried. What if I leave and Kang Yan is alone?
She must have been sad when she cried so much.
I pray that heaven will make me live.
But heaven did not hear my prayer.
I heard parents talking to doctors.
The doctor said I could only live for a month.
Maybe I’m dying. I saw a ginger painting when Kang Yan came to see me.
Ginger’s smiling at me and holding Kang Yan’s hand.
Turns out Kang Yan wasn’t sick.
Ginger’s been around her.
But obviously, she’s in a bad state.
She looked at Kang Yan with a deep desire.
I’m worried about Kang Yan.
So that day, I did something very sorry to my parents.
I pulled the oxygen pipe while they were asleep.
I killed myself.
Because I have heard that a person who commits suicide needs to be freed from his sins in order to be reborn.
So I stayed in the world, and there was a strong feeling that one day the ginger painting would bring Kang Yan to the world.
Then I’ll save her.
Because Yan said I was always her knight. Record number: YX11bvGWzzV
I don’t know.
Keep your eyes on the road.
