I was lying on the bed, but I couldn't sleep no matter what. I wanted to tell Xiaorui that the reason why I tore up the piece of paper was because I didn't want her to continue to pursue it, because I was afraid that one day she would really write like that on that piece of paper.

He pushed me down like a girl. As for where, no one knew, but I was afraid that Xiaorui would think it was nonsense, just like my first instinct when I heard her so-called dream was that it was absurd.

Xiaorui suddenly called me softly, and I quickly stood up and asked, "What's the matter?"

Xiaorui shook her head and said, "Let me see if you have slept. If not, let's go. The sun will come out later."

I nodded and looked at the time. I could still catch the first bus if I left now. There was no need to pack anything anyway. Xiaorui still wrapped herself tightly, returned the room card, and we got on the car to go home.

When we got home, Xiaorui declined my offer to have dinner with me. I knew she was still angry with me, but I didn't know how to speak, so I had to ask her to give me a call when she got home. Xiaorui nodded and turned away from me.

Then, she took away the photo of her mother, and placed the fourth small coffin with me. Xiaorui said that maybe Chu Jiangshan's last secret was in it.

In fact, even now, I don’t know what the secret of Chu Jiangshan’s success is. Maybe it’s the diary pasted on the paper? This seems to be explainable, because I am also a story writer, and I know that some good materials often

It can inspire great inspiration in a person. Everything recorded in these diaries has appeared in Chu Jiangshan's novels. It seems that this should be the secret of his success.

If this is the case, then as long as I have these many diaries, I will definitely be able to write better novels. Moreover, Xiaorui also saw the photo of her mother, so she should have fulfilled her dream. Is it still possible?

Can you really see the dead?

Everything is over. I can live a peaceful and happy life in the future. As for the small black coffin, I thought about it and carefully placed it under the bed. I couldn't find the fourth jade pendant anyway.

, I don’t care what is in it, now I have found the secret of Chu Jiangshan’s success. As long as I work hard, I will definitely succeed. Because it is true, it is true. This is the secret of writing a good horror novel.

I sent Xiaorui a text message, but she didn’t reply. I thought she was still angry with me, so I dialed the phone and called her. The phone was turned off. I sighed and was about to go to bed to rest when my phone suddenly rang.

When I got up, I thought it was Xiaorui, so I grabbed the phone and picked it up. To my surprise, the caller was Yi Niang.

My mother called me to see if I was okay recently. Secondly, I also wanted to ask about the Dream Club. I didn’t want her to worry about it anymore, so I told her everything was fine.

To feel relieved, it could be heard on the phone that she was very happy, but she laughed for a while and suddenly fell silent again. I asked, "Mom, what's the matter?"

The first mother seemed to have difficulty speaking. After a while, she seemed to have made up her mind and said to me: "Arui, I keep seeing the second mother recently."

At first I heard that her tone was wrong, and I thought something great had happened. Then I heard that it was such a thing, and smiled and said, "It's okay, maybe you think too much. You have your thoughts every day and your dreams every night."

…”

"No, no!" Yi Niang interrupted me hurriedly: "I said I saw Er Niang, not dreamed about it."

If I hadn't just heard someone say something like this to me two days ago, I would have thought that Yi Niang was confused. Not long ago, I was still laughing at Xiao Rui in my heart for saying that she wanted to see her dead mother.

Out of the blue, I heard Yi Niang say the same thing to me again, and this time it was more direct. She didn't mean that she wanted to see Er Niang, but that she had already seen Er Niang.

I heard that my mother's tone was a little anxious, so I hurriedly comforted her and asked her to speak slowly, but my mother didn't know where to start. She kept saying that she saw Er Niang, so I had to ask: "Are you there?"

Where did you see Er Niang?"

The mother answered quickly this time and said: "In the mirror."

I wanted to laugh a little bit in my heart. The scenes about mirrors in many horror movies and supernatural novels have reached the point of overflowing. It seems that without mirrors, it is not a horror novel. But I know that I shouldn’t laugh at this time, so I continue

Question: "You said you saw Er Niang in the mirror, and then what? What happened?"

The first mother seemed a little confused about how to speak. I pressed her again and she said hesitantly: "What I saw was not the second mother, but I knew it must be the second mother."

If the person calling me was not Erliang's sister, I would have started scolding my mother by now. What is this, a monk playing Zen? One moment he said that he saw Erniang, and the next he said that the person he saw was not Erniang, but he must have

It’s Er Niang. Now I just want to live my life well, write a novel that can impress Xiao Rui, and then get married and have children. I don’t want to touch any of those messy dream clubs, jade pendants, and women with red teeth.

I suppressed the anger in my heart and asked: "Mom, what is going on? Are you too tired recently?"

Yi Niang obviously heard my impatience and said hurriedly: "Arui, no, it's not what you imagined. I really saw it." I didn't interrupt because I didn't know what to say at all, so I took the

I waited quietly on the phone for my mother to finish speaking.

After a while, Yi Niang finally said: "Actually, there is something I haven't told you."

I asked: "What's the matter?"

The first mother said: "Do you know how the second mother died?"

I was stunned: I seemed to have only heard the first mother say that the second mother was dead, but I had never heard her say how she died. Is there any mystery in this? I had already decided not to ask about this anymore, but after many years of raising children, I was stunned.

Cheng's curiosity couldn't be changed at once, so he asked: "What's going on?"

There was a hint of trembling in Yi Niang's voice, as if the panic that had brought her that day many years ago still exists. She said: "Second Niang was hanged from a tree, and she was wearing a red dress."

There was no wind on the mountain that day, but when we arrived, we saw her body swaying, as if an invisible person was pushing her."

Immediately there was a cold feeling behind me, and the first mother's voice trembled even more: "We were all frightened at the time, but when we put her down, we realized that the second mother's face was... actually..."

I hurriedly asked: "What's wrong?"

The first mother was so scared that she even said with a hint of crying in her voice: "There is actually a smile on the second mother's face!"

My heart suddenly reached its peak. This was a very familiar scene to me. I cautiously asked: "Yiniang, do you have a photo of Er Niang? Send me one."

When I opened my mouth, I realized that my voice had changed, but my mother didn't notice it and said, "I'll send it to you." I said "Okay" and hung up the phone.

After a while, my phone rang with a text message, and I opened it. It was a MMS message from my mother. It was a photo of a little girl. My mother should have taken a picture of it with her mobile phone and sent it to me. It was a bit blurry.

But it is enough for me, because I have seen the person in the photo before.

When I went to my old house for the second time, I saw such a little girl in the mirror in the bathroom of that small town hotel, wearing a red skirt, hanging from a tree, her body swaying back and forth.

There was a weird smile on the corner of her mouth. Now I finally understood what Yi Niang said, because I also saw Er Niang.

I suppressed the panic in my heart, dialed the phone again, and asked, "Then what did you see in the mirror?" The first mother said just now that what she saw was not the second mother, but it must be the second mother. I don't know.

What does the sentence mean? But now I believe that Yi Niang is definitely not playing Zen with me.

The first mother's voice trembled more and more, and she said: "What I saw was a doll, but I knew it must be the second mother. They even looked exactly the same hanging on the tree, so it must be the second mother!"

The first mother repeatedly emphasized that it was the second mother. The chill in my heart became more and more intense, not only because I had seen the second mother, but also because I had seen such a hanging doll countless times. Thinking of the doll,
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