What’s the scariest story you’ve ever had?
What’s the scariest story you’ve ever had? – What?
My brother outside the door told me to get out of the room or I’d die.
The girlfriend on the phone told me never to go out, or I’d disappear.
One of the best and most trusted brothers I’ve had in 20 years, and one of the best girlfriends I’ve ever had.
So who should I trust?
One.
It’s 12 in the morning, and that thing’s ticking.
I made a fort on the bed with blankets and blankets, and I was able to make a spiritual border.
Turning on the phone, and there’s three sets of electrics, which are the best of companions on the night.
“Do you really not want to know what it is? I’m sorry.
Since a week ago, humanity around the globe was woken up in the middle of the night by scratches, and all those who opened the door to see the situation disappeared.
This pattern is repeated every night, when the Government loses its jurisdiction, traffic between cities and villages is paralysed, and “self-help” begins in various regions.
Yet every night there is a cry, because every night people walk out and disappear.
It lasts until 5 a.m., everybody goes to sleep at the same time and wakes up and forgets what happened at night.
At 11 p.m., everyone will remember the horrors of last night, those who disappeared.
At 12 a.m., the sound of a scratch outside the door.
The world we live in is as if it were divided into two worlds:
During the day, man and machine operate in accordance with the established rules of life, as if the chaos of the night had not happened;
At night, it’s so weird that there’s only a tangle between scratching the door and pushing it.
It took three nights for SOS to finally discover the problem and issue a group announcement among the survivors:
“Don’t listen to any voices outside the door at night, don’t open the door! Remember, don’t open the door!”
Just walk out and disappear and not come back.
Go out, disappear, so don’t open the door.
We met in a small group called “Guide to Save the Last Day”.
This small group of young people, with simple science education and materialistic ideas.
Our host is a graduate student in North Great Nuclear Physics, who rarely speaks, and occasionally caresssss one or two sentences when our emotions collapse.
Most of the group are literary, I’m in the same profession as Yun, and it’s only because we’re familiar with the question of whether or not there’s some kind of behavioral art that I’ve come out to explain and what’s going on.
“Don’t know when to die, why don’t we fall in love? I haven’t talked about it.” I’m sorry.
I didn’t know if the atmosphere in the crowd was too pessimistic that day.
A lot of girls like you, don’t they? I’m sorry.
I answered the question as if I had not spoken, but I did not want to expose it.
“Is it the end of the world, the invasion of aliens, or is it the evil gods?” I’m sorry.
Roadman B: “It’s over, now you’re dead, and you’re dead. I’m sorry.
“Why?” Can’t humans resist? I’m sorry.
Roadman B: … if it is true that the demons of Kosulu’s mythology have come to pass, it will end in tragedy. I’m sorry.
“What are they discussing? I’m sorry.
She talked to me privately.
We said, “It is a novel which sets out that to the effect that the power of evil God is too strong, and that man will end up dead, no matter how he resists.” I’m sorry.
“But isn’t there a hero in novels? Heroes could break through obstacles and, while sacrifices had been made along the way, they would eventually lead human civilization back to life. I’m sorry.
I said, “Well, most of the novels are like this, but Kosulu is the end of the tragedy,” and I thought about it, and I said, “Or, in other words, is it human civilization that is led by heroes to be reborn and then reborn?” I’m sorry.
Xiao Yun: Wow, so deep. I’m sorry.
That is how a girl will reply to you, saying, “I don’t understand you.” I’m sorry.
That’s what my bad roommate told me.
“Did you buy those things? I’m sorry.
I changed the subject.
For proactive reasons, I suggest she buy some first aid, flashlights, lithium batteries, medical kits, disinfectant water, etc.
“Of course, what your boyfriend says will be heard. I’m sorry.
She also sent me a couple of photos of the house, “Look, I have a small storeroom, I can’t build it. I’m sorry.
“So, you really don’t wonder what’s out there? She asked again.
Curiosity, but I fear death!
I think this is the most standard answer.
Two.
I heard more than scratching the door.
“Linqiu, get out of there or you’ll die! I’m sorry.
I’ve listened to this for two years, and it’s owned by a brother who sleeps on top of me, the best in love.
Wang, I’ll talk to you for two bucks if you say more.
But it was three nights in a row, and when the scratching started, he opened his voice right outside the door at 12 o’clock and said, “Let me go out or die.”
But tonight seems to be a little different, and it seems to be a little more quiet and hasty than usual. At the same time, I always felt something flashed through the window.
“Linqiu, get out of there or you’ll die! I’m sorry.
It is a consensus and a fact that everyone who goes out is missing.
“Linqiu, get out of there. It’s too late! I’m sorry.
Too late? What happens?
I don’t know what the state is, man? Living? Or dead? Or in between?
Does anyone who goes out calls people out at the door?
It’s like a circumvention, but it’s also a “problem.”
My door, which happens to be the old-fashioned iron door, with no cat eyes and no chain of security, has to be opened to see the outside.
The windows were eastward, and I was careful to pull up a curtain and only a little moonlight came in. Paradoxically, the light of the moon at this point is so thin, but it makes me blind.
The screen on the phone on the table blew me up.
It’s my online girlfriend.
Xiao Yun: “Lin Autumn, my dear friend has been taken away. I’m sorry.
Such things happen every day, but I can understand her fear and sadness.
“Why did she not listen and why did she go out?” If you go out, you’ll die. Why go out? I’m sorry.
“Lin Chow, get out of there or you’ll die! I’m sorry.
I didn’t know how to comfort a girl, but the king cried out outside the door, and suddenly my heart was agitated.
“If you’re a dick, tell me how to comfort a girl.” I’m sorry.
The scratching of the door stopped, and the king was silent.
What the fuck did I say?
I can’t watch my cell phone. I crawled out of the hysteria and moved carefully towards the doorway.
There’s really no sound. It’s like every night before.
Yun, are you still there? Well, I only have one cell phone, or I’d really like to call you. I’m sorry.
I was just about to type back to her and hear the sound of my furry ears.
“Linqiu, are you right behind the door? You listen to me very carefully. I’m sorry.
“A girl needs to hear what she says first, because it’s possible she doesn’t want you to help with the problem, but she needs someone to listen to. Then you can give her a hug… or a hug, a head bag. I’m sorry.
What the fuck is that?
At 1:30 a.m., I don’t know if it’s a demon or a dead man.
Yun, are you still there? I’m sorry.
“I’m here. I’m sorry.
My finger stopped and slipped into the face bag, sending a bear-touched rabbit.
“Linqiu, I’m the king, I’m not dead, but if you don’t come out, I’ll die. I’m sorry.
“How do you prove you’re the king?” I’m sorry.
I’ve had a steady mind, and I’ve had a few nights like this, and I’ve been exhausted in both spirit and strength.
Night, which was the time for humans to relax, has been the most devastating week.
“Do you remember my girlfriend I talked about last semester? The music department’s flowers. I’m sorry.
Wang Zi and Han, we all know it’s not a secret.
“But at the beginning of this year’s school, she came to our bedroom to break up with me, and she said I cheated, and I denied it. You told her to trust me. I’m sorry.
It’s a thing, but it’s not a secret.
“I did cheat. I’m sorry.
His voice was clear and firm, and his tone was consistent.
Fuck you, you piece of shit!
“Linqiu, you sleep like a snore, you say a dream, you say you…”
“Ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding.”
Didn’t you say there was only one?
“Linqiu!”
“Linqiu!”
They spoke with one voice, and that name followed me for 21 years, suddenly I felt strange.
“Who is he? I’m sorry.
“Who is he? I’m sorry.
At 3 a.m., there was a scene in my house that was worse than a week of scratching.
A doorway, a doorway, outside is the voice of my brother, and the phone is the voice of a girlfriend I know for three days.
The voice of Cloudy sounds like a sweet girl, gentle, with haste and incredible.
Silence was transmitted from the cell phone to the house and outside.
A minute later, she hung up the voice phone.
Is the power out? Too scared?
I had to send her a message…
And We said: Cloud, are you there?
No echo.
When I try to open my mouth, “The King?”
There’s no sound on the other side of the door.
The sound was so small that I had neglected to scratch the door, that it grew soared, and the scratches of the house next door should go hand in hand, just like the previous few nights.
3
At 5 a.m., everything calms down.
But one thing changed: I remember what happened last night.
I’m so sleepy I can’t help sleeping and I wake up at 9 a.m. the next morning.
After a short period of confusion, I was like an electric shock, and the curtains leaked into the sun, reminding me that I was in the day.
Shit!
What a terrible thing to do at night!
I shivered and pulled the curtains, and the sun was pouring in, and I felt a little real and courageous.
But the next second I stopped, and there seemed to be scratches on the edge of the window, like a sharp instrument, and like the claws of a beast.
“Photo!”
And suddenly the door of prostration was blown out of my face.
The phone rings before I get to the door.
“Linqiu, open the door!”
It was my college classmate who knocked because of skin problems and I didn’t live in school and rented a room by myself.
I opened the door and he complained, “What’s the matter with you? I’m sorry.
I just remembered that today is the meeting of the new generation, and I promised to go to the farm.
“Alas, if you don’t show up, the female tiger will be angry with the others, and you know that the next one will come after you.” I’m sorry.
He looked like he was playing at night until 12, and then he had a good night’s sleep, and the next day he was full of money.
Did I just remember last night?
“How were you last night? I’m sorry.
And he looked at me with a strange look, “I’m fine. I’m a winner in the game.” I’m sorry.
“At yesterday it seems like my place of residence was out of power for some time. I’m sorry.
“Maybe it’s a jump. I’m sorry.
“You didn’t hear anything last night? I’m sorry.
“What’s that noise? Lori?
“…”
“Why don’t you talk? Last night… was it a waste? * He’s scrumptious and scrumptious. *
“I didn’t sleep well. I’m serious.
“You know, I said, why don’t you just find a girlfriend in the next one.” I’m sorry.
I asked the last question, “Did you see Wang Er today?” I’m sorry.
“Wing is new? Didn’t he go to Beijing? You can’t be serious. You gave it to him when he left. I’m sorry.
You fart! Of course I know he’s at the game.
But what do I tell you, he scratched my door last night?
We have to go to the community and see what happens to the others.
I couldn’t even take a look at his phone on the way. I wonder how Yun is.
In the days before, everyone woke up to forget the horrors of the night and to work and go to school.
It may sound impossible, but the truth is:
It’s normal in the daytime and terrible in the night.
This is the first time I’ve ever wanted to contact that girl in the daytime.
When I got to the club, I finally got rid of my noisy classmates and went to a corner to get my cell phone.
No information.
The rescue guide, the cloud, their
I searched the list, 57 contacts, 3 groups, without them.
Others were busy preparing for the meeting, and there were snacks and flowers on the table, and they looked happy and looked at their smiling faces, and for the first time I felt what was called a cold back.
I found a corner, curtains covering my half, a white paper, a pen.
I’m used to writing things when I’m confused.
4
The day cities are known to be normal, and strange things are not reported around the world in the news, and no one remembers the scratches at night.
It’s supposed to be nighttime broadcasts, and fewer people go out and fewer disappear. There are 6 billion people on the planet, and tens of thousands of people disappear every day. Even if they go out at night, they will not attract the attention of the Government.
The question is, why is all the electricity back to normal during the day?
In electricity systems, electricity is not stored.
The production, transmission, distribution and use of electricity is always in a dynamic state of balance, with as much electricity as it can be distributed, and a strong national grid can guarantee electricity supply, even during summer peaks in mega-cities, only partially limited.
Like the one-to-one-to-one-point power cuts in the world, they have never happened since Faraday invented the power motive.
By excluding scientific interpretation and logic, we can only think in the direction of genus.
I wrote the word “genie” and I smiled.
Is that fucking analytical?
What happened to me was to be explained by Einstein and Newton?
HEY.
I’m sipping and writing.
It’s known that there are rescue groups and clouds at night.
I paused, and here’s the second question:
The power cuts. Why the Internet?
If the big countries have relevant emergency measures, such as satellite communications, backup power, etc.,
But the fact of the night is that all of this is gone, that the Government is no longer in control, or that it has no idea how to reach it.
So, is self-help real?
I’m suddenly shocked to think of it.
In the past week, I’ve never seemed to want to contact anyone I know in reality.
At midnight, all my attention was on that door, and my fear came from outside the door, and my hope came from SOS.
And I was like a fish in the middle of the water and the land, and my mouth was wide open.
Known, I don’t know if SOS is real.
It is known that I personally drove him into the car. The robot race lasted half a month and he couldn’t come back.
It is known that the Queen outside my door, with the sound of scratching, asked me to go out and he said he would die.
I’ve just been seeing my girlfriend for three days.
As you know, last night, besides scratching the door, there was something outside the window.
I don’t know.
“Mr. Lin, what are you doing? I’m sorry.
He was shot on his shoulder. He was a classmate of the club.
“Nothing. What do you need me to do? I’m sorry.
“You’ll have to speak later. Ready? I’m sorry.
I just remembered. I promised to go up and say something.
I have to say, this new generation is very dynamic, 10 a.m. sharp, everybody’s here.
Next, let our senior artist, Lin Chow, say something! I’m sorry.
I said, what’s with this official introduction?
I stood up and went to the podium and watched what I was looking forward to for the new one under the podium, and suddenly I was impulsive.
“If you contact me tonight, I’ll tell you a strange secret! I’m sorry.
A small group room is in the middle of nowhere.
“Kakakaka, no, that’s the Chief Linqiu joker. Ha ha ha ha ha. I’m sorry.
I even heard the girls talking.
“Didn’t you say Rinqiu is very polite? Isn’t that right?”
“What does that look mean? Is it too urgent?”
“It’s over, it’s gone, my literary boy has become a leper…”
“No, man. What’s wrong with you? What’s so exciting? Or are you gonna blow it?”
I’ll give you the money! I’m sorry.
I can’t understand what he’s saying.
“I’m fine. You must contact me tonight. You like to play games. Stay up all night until 12 o’clock and then join me and I’ll take you to the top. I’m sorry.
“What’s wrong with you?” The ghost is in it?”
I haven’t played a game in a long time, and the last time I opened up the software, I got a name for “The First Wild King of the Sea.”
I’ve never been blacked out, I’ve been alone, playing games is just an action for me with a set purpose, and I don’t need any emotion from social life, except for the king.
Mr. Lin, I can add yours.
A girl with a ponytail and a red-faced face stood up, with a loud voice and a silent whole room.
“If you’re to be contacted, you have to first.
I turned around and wrote myself on the board.
As soon as I left, I felt a little regret when I saw her still standing there staring at me with no one’s courage.
I was just, like, really bad, right?
But I can’t, and I have to find out as soon as possible whether it’s the end of the world or not, and how to solve it.
Known, I didn’t contact anyone at night, so did the others?
So tonight I need to contact someone I know and let my friends contact me.
5
This big, the first time I looked forward to the night coming.
Speaking of which, I’m reminded of what they’re talking about when they’re chatting.
With a blanket, I started to think.
If it’s true that Keats is scratching the door… no, it’s my brother.
There are more hands to touch than to scratch the doors of the family.
If someone had a couple of houses, like Mrs. Guangdong, would there be a scratch on the door?
Or must someone live?
If it’s Mr. Keane, it’s really incomprehensible.
It’s not much to hit the Earth in the second-way.
I know I’m nervous, I admit, because when I’m nervous, I like to think like an old man.
I’ve been filling my cell phone, and I’m not prepared to charge a lithium battery like that because I don’t need it.
I didn’t even turn on the computer.
And as you know, the selective break-up has nothing to do with the equipment.
The light watch pointed at 11 o’clock and my girlfriend’s on the line.
“I’m a little sick today. Maybe the milk I drank last night expired.” I’m sorry.
Seeing this news, my heart seems to have been convulsed.
It’s not because it hurts a girl, but…
Her.
The portraits, the conversations, even the circle of friends are all in, just like I saw the night before.
I said, “Have some hot water…”
In the middle of the matter, I suddenly realized that the son of a bitch once told me that when a girl complains to you that she’s not feeling well, she can’t say it.
12 o’clock, the sound outside the door is ringing on time, I’m holding my cell phone, I’m holding a blanket against the door, and I know that the king must still be there tonight.
“Linqiu, get out of there before you can live. I’m sorry.
Today’s speech has changed a little, and it was impossible to say it before, and now it’s alive.
“Linqiu, don’t believe him! I’m sorry.
Cloud suddenly sent a message, accompanied by a panic bag.
“Linqiu, I know this is ridiculous to you, but believe me, I’m your best friend, and I won’t lie to you! I’m sorry.
“Linqiu, don’t be compelled by him. The people who went out disappeared. Don’t open the door! I’m sorry.
The only thing I’m sure about is that the people who left the house disappeared, and it’s safe not to go out for a while, but I always feel like something’s wrong, but I can’t say it.
How long have we known each other? You can’t beat a girlfriend who just met for three days? I’m sorry.
Wang Zi does know me, and I’ve always been unable to stand up to emotions, but I’m getting more and more at odds, and there must be something I missed.
“Linqiu, you’ve always done this, so be careful and indecisive, and move your head! If I was gonna hurt you, I’d have convinced you 18,000 times! I’m just asking you one question. Who told you to disappear at night? Are you sure the missing people are out at night? It’s not because you stayed in the house all the time? I’m sorry.
Don’t listen to him! I didn’t understand why people went out late at night because of this weird thing, and now I understand that it’s supposed to happen! I’m sorry.
“Linqiu! Damn, have I lied to you for two years? I heard a swirling from the voice of the king, “You’re a freshman, I’m the one who took you to the school, and I say I’m a local, and you can come to our house whenever you want. I know you don’t wash your hair, you don’t wash your hair, you don’t wash your socks, you buy seven pairs, you wear one for a week. Benvarina in the next class is your type, you like virtual idols, you don’t fall in love, I share 168G’s goddess for you, Linqiu, who knows you better than my king? I’m sorry.
For a moment, I moved.
Despite what Wang Zi said, we spent two years together in the morning and evening, and I grew up alone. He was my first friend to spend the night and eat together. He was my best friend.
I had to ask myself, “Will he harm me?” I’m sorry.
No, there’s always something wrong, and it’s getting stronger.
I didn’t think about it. “Linqiu, I know there’s no proof of what I’m saying, but does this woman have any proof? Ask yourself, how long have you known each other? Why do you listen to her? This isn’t your style, is it? I’m sorry.
I have to say, Wang Zi really knows me too well, and every word he says can hit me with precision, and if they did that yesterday, I might have been shaken.
I looked down and looked at it, and it was a message sent to me by Cloudy, and I could even see from her words a little bit of begging. “Linqiu, don’t go out, okay? I’m not gonna hurt you! I’m sorry.
I looked on the phone.
Won’t hurt me? Huh.
I don’t know.
While Wang and Yun are suspicious, Wang is right.
Why have I never suspected the so-called survivor organization before today? Are humans born to warm themselves?
No, not really.
Maek said it’s the end of the world. I’m sorry I haven’t been in love, but why have I been approached by so many people?
The sound of scratching the door slowly enters into my snails, passing it to my brain, as if a little knife was pulling on a circuit of my brain, as if I could feel that tiny pain and endure it, but every time I cut it, it made my fear even bigger.
And finally, the knife slashed through a neuron in the left half of the brain, leaving a small gap, and I suddenly blooded the brain, and I was cold.
I’ve been holding back the urge to scream:
I took a deep breath, and I didn’t even know I was mocking myself.
They’re silent at the same time, and they seem to be in good hands.
“Now I have a little question for you two to answer. “I shook my cell phone, and the light from the screen shined in the dark room.
“Won and I are using it.
“And, Wang, I don’t think I’ve known Yun and I have known each other a long time. Is this the power to wake up at the end of the day or…
Is that Yun? I’m sorry.
I try to contain my emotions, my fear of the unknown?
But suddenly the atmosphere fell into a deadness, and neither Wang Zi nor Xiao Yun continued to “talk” except for the constant scratching of my nerves. Just as I was about to fail, the Queen suddenly said something completely irrelevant.
There’s a smirk coming from the door. I’ve never heard him sound so mean:
“We went to the game two weeks ago, remember? I’m sorry.
Six.
I don’t know when I fell asleep — or fainted?
The bad news is: what did the king say after he had said, and what I said? I can’t remember.
The good news is it’s 9:00 in the morning, and I remember last night and the night before.
I got up from the bed, ran to the window and pulled the curtains — indeed, last night’s scratches were still there, and they spread up along the window frame, and they didn’t seem logical, but I always felt familiar.
“Photo!”
A rush knock.
“Who!” I was surprised.
I rubbed my face and walked to the door, and the moment I opened the door, the sun and the schoolgirl showed me.
“Good morning, Mr. Lin. I’m sorry.
She’s wearing a sweatshirt today, with green and blue shorts, and the whole person’s clean, and she looks like a high school student with a white hair card on her head and air.
I remember she asked me yesterday.
“My name is Ying Zhuang, we met yesterday at the club. I’m sorry.
“Well, how about… come in? I’m sorry.
This room, which I rented, was not large, but a cup of tea and two benches, and she was curious and restrained to measure my house, as if it were new.
“How do you know I live here? I’m sorry.
“I asked the chairman of the club, he gave me the address. I’m sorry.
“You don’t have class today?”
“I ran away and got a friend to answer. I’m sorry.
She does have to ask back.
I fell two cups of ice and sat down and said, “So, you add mine.
“Of course, but never passed. I’m sorry.
I went to see the phone, and there was a little red dot on the line, and it was her friend’s application.
“Sorry, I didn’t see it. I’m sorry.
It’s so weird that I waited all night, and I’m pretty sure I didn’t see any information on my friend’s application until I passed out.
“No, no, it’s me. I saved your two-dimensional code, but I applied for you at night. I’m sorry.
Even so, I received no response from anyone last night, nor did anyone reply to my message.
“You look so bad. Didn’t you sleep? She looked at me with some concern.
“Nothing, I stayed up late. Thank you for standing up the other day. Ha ha. I’m sorry.
“No!” she said, “You’re my idol. I wanted to be brave.
She said that to me, and I was embarrassed to think about yesterday’s zealous question, and I said:
“What can I do to be your idol?” I’m sorry.
“Are you in Versailles? “You must be in Versailles.” I’m sorry.
I don’t know. “What can I do with Versailles? I’m sorry.
“Is this Versailles? Loved love. I’m sorry.
Wait! What?
I thought I heard something and asked again, “What am I?” I’m sorry.
“Oh, the Chief didn’t think you were such a man. Ha ha ha ha ha! I’m sorry.
“No, what did you just say I was? “I stood up, I accidentally ran over the coke on the table and spilled it, and I was too busy to wipe my paper.
“You’re the winner of this year’s robot competition. I’m sorry.
The robot race, the winner? Me?
Did the king say it was true?
“Did you say the game was half a month ago? It’s called the Third Beijing Robotics Competition in 2022. I’m sorry.
“Yes, you’re the only one in our school who won over Linqiu, the big black horse in Qinghua! I’m sorry.
“I’m alone?”
No, it’s not like last night’s dick.
And I, as well as the rest of the community, think that I’m the one who sent him to this game.
But the king outside said we were going to this game together.
“Can you tell me how I got to the game? “I’m in a bit of a hurry, and the situation is completely unexpected, and I wonder if I’ve had some kind of terminal illness, some kind of hallucination?
“The robotics competition started at the end of last year, and the first five-year-old robotics were in the top five in the initials. The finals were held a week ago, and you won the gold prize. I’m sorry.
From schoolgirls, I got a very different message from everyone else.
I’m the only one who goes to the robot race.
Do I have the ability to compete? I don’t remember, but I can’t say no.
I’ve been watching robotics for a long time, and the design itself is ready.
“Senior? I’m sorry.
I feel like I’ve caught something.
Are you in trouble? I’m sorry.
“Can you talk to me again tonight? Anything. I’m sorry.
After all, I noticed that it was misleading, and I just wanted to explain, I heard the schoolgirl:
I’m here today to discuss something with you.
“Do you think there’s something wrong with the world?
What do you mean?
My heart’s pounding again. Do schoolgirls remember the sound of scratching at night? Is there anyone else outside her door?
The schoolgirl held the Coke cup in her hand, and I observed her holding the straw and mixing the Coke, although it seemed dangerous to say it, but the move was unattractive and without any tension.
“It seems that something happened, but it doesn’t remember, and it’s amazing that something I remember, or someone else, or the same thing we remember, leads to different results. I’m sorry.
“You remember what happened last night? I wanted you to contact me at night because I found something different at night. I’m sorry.
When I heard that, she stopped playing with the straw in her hand and looked up at me and said, “Well, you know what?”
“I think the night of the world is more normal than the day of the world. I’m sorry.
7
What does that mean?
“Mr. Chairman, our class is meeting. I have to get back. We’ll be in touch tonight. I’m sorry.
Just as I wanted to know more about what she was saying, she suddenly stood up, dropped her coke, walked to the door, and I couldn’t react.
Do you want to save my phone number? You can call me at night. I’m sorry.
“What if it doesn’t work? In fact, I didn’t try, but I couldn’t even call.
“Then say it again. Try it, in case. I’m sorry.
Her tone was relaxed, even with some joy, as if what she had just said had been a grotesque story, but it was as if something good was about to happen.
I wanted to ask her again, and I saw her stretching her finger to her lips and shaking her head.
You really scared me.
I went out this afternoon in response to the night.
The sun fell on the streets indiscriminately, while the off-duty mother held the child with a hydrogen balloon in his hand, and from time to time looked up and asked her if she could make sweet vinegar ribs, spicy fried meat and fish fragrances at night.
A table had already been set up at the roadside of the pancakes, and the hot and hot Guandong cooks had attracted a group of primary school children.
The salespersons travel on motorcycles on busy streets, at the dawn of the lights, and at the corner of the street coffee shop there are young men and women.
All this is true, the wind in the ear, the car with the loud horn, the flow of people who travel, that is our world.
Standing at the crossroads with two bags of things, I suddenly thought of a famous Nordic myth: the evening of the gods.
In a war that engulfed Gods and Titans, many important gods died, and their wars caused countless natural catastrophes, and the entire world sank underwater.
At dusk, perhaps I am the only one who remembers all the horrors that have occurred before, and now I stand at the crossroads of countless times and can appreciate the burning clouds and the setting sun on the horizon, the calm and beauty that preceded the destruction of the world, and I cannot help but awaken my eyes.
I suddenly felt a sense of sadness towards the end of the world and towards the end of fate when I walked home in the sunset.
What exactly did Wang Zi say about “fast time”?
Back home, it’s all dark.
I looked at the phone, 9:30, and two and a half hours, that’s enough.
Sitting at the desk, I started my thinking again:
It’s known that Wang Zi and his girlfriends have different terms, but they’re not credible.
The reason is that at least one of them is trying to harm me, not excluding both.
So the question is: I need to know whether they’re the same or not, and what they represent.
The rest of the rescuers are known to have nothing unusual, and I can’t reach them.
As you know, I made an agreement with the schoolgirl tonight to call for details.
So I have to call.
“Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding”
The alarm bell at 12 a.m., when I dropped the alarm page, I heard the sound of the bell outside the door, and then it scratched.
I was surprised to find out something, and then I waited, and then I went crazy.
She just released a new circle of friends!
It’s what she said to me this morning:
The night of the world is more normal than the day of the world.
I’ll light her head, send the message…
I’m: Schoolgirl, are you there? I’m Linqiu.
Five minutes…
10 min…
I held the handler, my eyes were not removed until the eye sores did not get a response from the schoolgirl.
I was sipping, but I didn’t think it was a surprise. It was just an extra little hope.
Are you out there?
“Won, are you there?”
I’ve been talking, I’ve been trying, I’ve tried, I’ve tried, I’ve tried, I’ve tried, I’ve tried, I’ve tried, I’ve tried, I’ve tried, I’ve tried, I’ve tried, I’ve tried, I’ve tried.
This time, I want to confirm something.
“I want to tell you, this is the last time I’m talking to you. “I put on a flashlight, open my cell phone, and the faint light was like a Martian in the night, and lit me up.
“and your last chance to talk to me, I’ll make a choice before 5:00. I’m sorry.
My voice just fell, the scratches outside the door stopped, and after a few seconds, more horrible noises than the previous week had hit my eardrum, the curtains had been blown to one side by a wind, I looked up and looked out the window.
But my window is closed.
“Linqiu, what are you saying? As long as I know, just ask. I’m sorry.
The voice of Wang Si is clear, and Yun has a crazy nod.
I held on to the blanket in my hand: “Kew, why do you say that the robot race was between us?” I’m sorry.
“Because I know, in your character, I’m sure I’m going to confirm this today, and I want you to believe me if you’re going to prove it, you’ll understand that I’m Wang Xin and your brother must save you! I’m sorry.
“But my memory tells me that you went to the competition alone and I just sent you to the car. I’m sorry.
The tone of the king’s two-to-two-to-a-half tone has caused me to hesitate. Is it true that my memory has gone wrong?
But that’s what everyone else thinks. Are our memories collectively biased?
“Do you remember? The game was reduced because of the epidemic, it was over only a week later, and we were supposed to be back together, but the guy who cheated went to school in Beijing, I told you to go first, and I stayed another week. I’m sorry.
Shit, it’s you.
“I took you to the car the night you went back, the sound of scratching was coming out the door. I was at the hotel that night, and I thought it was… so let her keep her voice down. I’m sorry.
Weed, weed!
“The next night, the third night, there was a row of scratches, and suddenly there was an extra chat on my phone, like the Survivors’ Self-Help, which I never added. The group announced that the Beijing region was experiencing an unusual situation and was not going out at night. She was scared at school that night, and I comforted her that she was all right. I’m sorry.
The words of the Second King lead me to wonder: the time is indeed right, the scratching of the door a week ago, the week goes by, and I have joined the group of the end-of-life guidance, and our experience is highly similar.
I believe that Wang Zhi did say the truth to gain my trust, but not necessarily the truth.
This truth-and-false confession is the deadliest. In order to get more information, I continue to ask:
“Then what happened to you and the girl, I mean, seriously, why did you come back from Beijing? How did you get back? I’m sorry.
“I played for two days, and when I wanted to go to school and found out she was gone. “I’ve asked all her classmates, but because she’s the only one who lives in their bedroom, I’m going back, but she’s never returned my messages, her phone calls, my friends.
“Well, it must have been that she didn’t walk out. “The clouds smiled and answered.
“No! No! She’s scared of ghosts. There’s no way out! So Linqiu, “The king is excited, and even the sound of scratching the door is magnified.
“To stay in the house until it disappears!” I’m sorry.
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I didn’t talk. I quickly recorded the information that the brain had processed on this.
I can be sure that Wang and Yun are different people, at least not the same person.
Although they all want my trust, the heart of Wang’s demand is to let me push the door out of the door, while Cloudy tries to stay. Now that I have said this is the last dialogue, they will certainly not pretend again.
I’m sure they didn’t tell the truth.
I’ve always thought it was strange that if I could disguise my feelings, then Yun would be able to get a lot after the festival. She’s never gonna hurt me. I’m always gonna believe it. Is it really because I’m not in love?
No, Wang Zi is right, and why I am convinced of her words is not in itself reasonable, which is most suspicious.
Needless to say, none of the relevant external information can be explained.
Even her own things, not so much in our conversation, are very concerned about me, and give me a soul mate’s pleasure, and all my expressions, she can get into my mind. I remember telling me once that if a girl is crazy about you, either she’s in love, or she’s in love.
But it’s the end of the world. You’re in love?
As for Wang, of course he didn’t tell the truth.
He doesn’t know this bug. He only showed up at night, so she didn’t know that she came to me in the day, that she said I was going to the robot competition.
“Big Two, we’re in the game. Did we win the prize? I’m asking.
“Linqiu, I’ve given you my fucking ass! I’m sorry.
I put a blanket on my body, I walked on it, I walked through the window, I went to the tea table and poured a Coke.
“It seems like I haven’t told you this before,” and I got a pound of white wine in my throat. “You really know me, it’s really good to feel like a soul. I’m sorry.
Without waiting for her to answer, I went on to type, “Now, I’m going to make a phone call to someone who is likely to be in the same situation as me, even more than I do. I’m sorry.
“Linqiu, don’t call! I’m sorry.
“Linqiu, stop fighting!”
I’m surprised I’m saying “fuck.”
This is the first time that they have agreed.
“Linqiu, I’m telling you not to call, the only right choice you have now is to drop your fucking phone and come out and live with your brother. I’m sorry.
“Linqiu, don’t call. I have a hunch this guy who calls you doesn’t mean anything. I’m sorry.
I said, “What’s the problem? What’s the real identity? Or is the prank over and the actors down? You call, you disappear? I’m sorry.
“You will disappear! You’re such a jerk. “Can’t you listen to a man for a woman? I’m sorry.
While I was spinning around with them, I was staring at the windows, and there was a thunderstorm — I saw the weather forecast this afternoon, and the last five days were clear.
And in the light of the lightning, I finally saw the cracks in the window, and it appeared itself, as if the vines were growing, and crawled around, and gradually I remembered why it was familiar.
The cracks slowed down at the top of the window, and I stepped back two steps, and the window was a two-dimensional code.
I forced myself to calm down, shivering hands up and sweep.
“Linqiu, I didn’t just pick someone to fall in love. Can you stop calling, even if we end up dead? I’m sorry.
The telephone was set aside by me, the news continued to eject and the whispering of sobbing outside the door continued, and I was unable to sit on the front floor of the door, covering my face and twitching slightly.
I’m not crying, I’m smiling.
It’s 2:30 in the morning.
I decided to call the schoolgirl.
“Hey…”
Almost at the same time, when I picked up my cell phone, I saw the last message from Cloudy.
It seems that I can hear her tender and tender voice, which softens my heart.
“Linqiu! Can you fucking listen to me! “The son’s voice is becoming hysterical, and his ears are deafening.
“You guys, my best friend, my girlfriend, I decided to call. I’m sorry.
“I’m sorry your call is not in the service area. I’m sorry.
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“I’m sorry your call is not in the service area. # I’m not going anywhere #
I’m a little demented, and soon, I can’t believe I’m getting excited.
That’s it?
This is the first time I have called in the past few days, the first time I’ve heard a voice from the outside, and this mechanical soprano is a beautiful moment for me.
“I’m sorry your call is not in the service area. Please call later. I’m sorry.
“I’m sorry your call is not in the service area. Please call later. I’m sorry.
The sky is ringing in a quiet room, like a rooster before dawn, like a light in the dark, like a song from the temple of the cold mountains.
The demons were defeated, the fear was defeated and the confusion was defeated.
The sound of scratching at the door disappeared, as did the voice of the king.
I’m back.
Now, at 2:40 a.m. on March 21st, 2022, I seem to have confirmed something. Deep down, though I’m not sure, Detective Holmes said that once all the impossible facts have been ruled out, the rest, however impossible, must be the truth.
I left the door, went back to bed, and I set up a circle of friends for the schoolgirl before I fell asleep.
Open your eyes again, it’s 8:30 the next morning.
And I woke up, and I stretched out, and I stopped my heart.
I’ve been lying at 9 o’clock, and no one knocks.
I’m out of bed and I’m going straight to the gate.
Once again, the thought of last night was encouraged by holding the right hand on the chest:
“Linqiu, you can do it. I’m sorry.
Push the door for a second, the sky is full.
I’ve never seen such early mornings, no early peaks, no school children, no vegetable vendors, no one.
Wang Zi wanted me to open the door and said, “It’s the truth of the world outside. I’m sorry.
So, is the real world the world that’s in a state of desolation, in a place where the machine stops and is quiet enough to hear?
I took out the phone and called the schoolgirl again.
After a few “beeps,” her lively sound of surprise burst into my ears like a mushroom cloud:
Hello? Mr. Lin! Good morning! I’m sorry.
For the first time in all these days, I laughed from my heart, “Well, good morning. I’m sorry.
The schoolgirl came to my house for the second time, and she had two bags of food in her hand.
“What are you?” I’m a little surprised.
“Congratulations for your present. I don’t know what you like to eat, but I heard that fat houses love happy water. I’m sorry.
Although I would love to correct the fact that not all fat homes love happy water and, strictly speaking, I am not fat, her happiness also seems to have infected me, and I think that I will have all the answers about the night and the day here today.
“There was a two-dimensional code on my window last night before I called you. I’m sorry.
“Is that my 2D code? I’m sorry.
“Yes. I’m sorry.
Our world does have problems.
On the night of the first day that all mankind heard scratching at the door, all were in a dream together.
Even in the day we go through, it’s just a dream.
“Wait, if the day is a dream, and the night is a dream, why is it so fragmented that man can have two dreams at the same time? I raised my doubts.
“Do you have dreams, sir? In a dream morning, you remember going to school, so you wake up, you brush your teeth, you go to school, you’re relaxed, because you’re done with school. But you’re actually still in bed and you don’t wake up. I’m sorry.
Dreams, I know, and I’ve done a lot of things, and high school is home-cooking and stressful, but the age of the long body is easily unconscious, and every day is in a struggle between “get up and learn” and “want to sleep.”
“What happens if I go out at night? The people who went out…” I said, “My best friend seems to have walked out the door. I’m sorry.
“You’ll wake up just like you thought you were up. “The schoolgirl, speaking here, seems to have thought of something, and she lamented her tone and was helpless.
“It’s true that going out will disappear. But it’s not going away, you push the door out, you go to a deeper dream, it’s a powerful, deceptive dream, it gives you everything back to normal, you do what you have to do, you give up your fear, you give up your guard; you stop feeling anxiety, you just relax, and you never get out of that dream. I’m sorry.
“Your good friend, is Wang new? Her tone is light, as a guide, as a persuasion.
I didn’t answer. I just kept asking:
“My… girlfriend, when I hit the door, I joined a group of self-help groups and met a girl who said she would never hurt me, you know, who she was? I’m sorry.
“A man is not helpless in a dream, because the dreamer and the soberer are ourselves, and the human body will protect us 24 hours. I’m sorry.
When a person sleeps at night, the limbs twitch unconsciously, and the interesting explanation on the Internet is that you’re not moving for a long time and you’re trying to stimulate the nerves and make sure you’re still alive.
The same is true of dreams.
People have consciousness and subconscious.
In a dream, when consciousness falls asleep, the subconscious becomes active, and everyone has a different subconscious expression.
“When we are in a dream, the brain is conscious, and it drives out the subconscious to ensure your body, your nerves, your emotional recovery, and scratching the door is a scary and weird thing. If the world comes to an end, the subconscious believes that it can protect itself in the end. That’s your subconscious image. It’s very vivid, and it communicates with your experience and memory in the real world. I’m sorry.
After this big talk, I saw my eyes locked, my face twisted, and I stopped, and the tone was like:
“As to why the senior’s subconscious is a girl I guess you’ve never been in love. I’m sorry.
“Kacah, that… that doesn’t matter, which means that my subconscious has been protecting me from going out to keep me from my dream, right? I’m sorry.
No wonder I love and appreciate a person so easily and listen to what I’ve seen, but I’ve always felt so kind and safe.
No wonder she would say that she cared for me the most and would be willing to stay with me even if she died.
If I die, I can’t live alone.
Chief, there’s someone outside, right?
I’m a little moved by the honest look of my schoolgirl, even if there’s something he wants to escape.
“The energy of human emotions, which are unstable and amplified in their dreams, is also manifested in many forms, some in fear and some in regret. I’m sorry.
When I was silent, she sat down at me, first slapping on my arm, and then she said:
“When we looked at you, we found out that in the real world, you did go to the robot race, and you won the championship, but it was originally in two groups, and you were in the robot design, and he, Wang Xin, was in charge of the mechanical devices.
“We went back to his file and found that he was not in a dream because he was dead. Just two days before the match, he had a car accident and the rescue was ineffective, when you took him to the hospital.
“It is a deep regret to you that you and his relationship is good, that you are the best comrades, brothers, like-minded partners, and that you have not been able to win a contest together, a regret that will continue to induce you to come with him, which is also the most horrific and dangerous form of emotion. I’m sorry.
So, the Queen will talk me out of it every night at the door.
So, when I finally decided to call the schoolgirl, which is to seize this wake-up opportunity, he was in pain and hysteria.
It’s not the king who doesn’t want me to live, it’s the deep regret, guilt, pain, thoughts, the illusion of a king outside the door.
I want to see my brother again.
“I know…” I took a deep breath, “I remember when I opened my eyes in the morning. I’m sorry.
Two days before the game, Wang said he was going to talk to his girlfriend, and before he left, he tied his shoelace and said,
“Linqiu, she’s a good girl, but sometimes she’s stupid, but she’s really good, and maybe I don’t believe her, but when she broke up with me, I was scared and sad and I felt like I was missing the most important thing in my life. I’m sorry.
On the way back, the taxi he was travelling in was scraped on the side of a heavy card, and the car in the back ran straight over.
Wang Zi was sitting in the side drive, dying, calling me.
“Man, got it. I’m sorry.
I sat on 120 and cried like a fool, before he pushed him into the operating room, and suddenly he grabbed my hand and looked at me with my whole bloody face. I’m sorry.
That was the last thing he said to me in this world.
She gave me a piece of paper, and it took me a second to see the tears falling.
“Sorry, I’m okay, I’m alive. I’m sorry.
“He must be very happy. Your hearts have won, and you’re still alive. I’m sorry.
I don’t know if girls are very comforting, but this moment I really appreciate her.
“How did I wake up?” And the investigation you were talking about.
“In a dream, especially in a dream, some people will realize that something’s wrong, that some of the details that are contrary to the peace can inspire them, that this is a time when IQ can be used, or that you can wake up with a strong will, like you had dreams in the morning of your high school exams, and that you have to wake up in any case, that’s how you will wake up.
“We who wake up early find ourselves in the dreams of others to be the guide of this willpower. The second you spoke to Wang, we saw your dream, bug, when you woke up to a certain extent, you asked us to add you to the dream day.
I see.
I can’t help but wonder that if I didn’t talk to Wang, I’d always listen to subconscious “safe mechanisms” so I don’t die in dreams, but I’m stuck in dreams.
If I don’t remember what happened at night, I don’t give it in an impulsive manner.
What are the reasons and forces that can plunge all humanity into such a dangerous dream?
I thought so.
“It is not clear yet why, but surely there have been some changes in our world, and these changes can’t go nowhere. That’s what we’re looking at, and we’re trying to awaken more people’s organizations, Mr. Chairman. You’re a very bad dreamer and want to join us? I’m sorry.
Schoolgirl’s organization, in her brief introduction, I’ve probably learned something.
A truly life-saving organization, with people waking up around the world.
“I’d like to join you. What’s your name? I’m sorry.
The schoolgirl stood up, and she was white in the sun, and I didn’t know why I felt a little bit of peace.
She smiled and reached out to me and said:
“Welcome to the end-of-life self-help guide. I’m sorry.
Author: Fat Koding
I don’t know.
Keep your eyes on the road.
