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"Don't move!" As Gao Ming just opened the album on the bed, Xuan Wen's voice sounded behind him, and she closed the album first.

"What's wrong?" Gao Ming was a little confused: "Those photos look warm, but they just record the daily life of this family, the daily life before they died."

"How dare you move the things in the coffin room? This room is used as an altar to store ashes. All the items that are stained with the memory of the owner of the house are cursed. Your strength has not recovered yet. If you are entangled by the owner of the house again, you will really die." Xuan Wen grabbed the album and closed it without putting it back on the bed.

"Are you concerned about me? I can see that you seemed to be really worried about me at that moment." Gao Ming experienced the despair of so many rooms before and heard bad news one after another, but he not only did not collapse, but now he can still smile on his face.

"I am worried about the real Gao Ming. You just have a face similar to his." Xuan Wen blocked the door of the bedroom, and seemed unwilling to let Gao Ming in.

She saw that Gao Ming had no intention of forcing her way in, so she breathed a sigh of relief and looked down at the album in her hand.

The couple in the posthumous photo has a lively and cheerful daughter. The photo album records the process of her daughter's growth. Time has become a series of unforgettable little things. You may feel that it is nothing at the time, but when you touch the photos again after losing everything, your eyes can't help but moisten.

Xuan Wen's mood was not stable. At this time, an alarm sounded in the floor. Xuan Wen's expression immediately recovered, and a trace of fear appeared in her eyes. She put the album back to its original position as quickly as possible and ran to the corridor alone.

"You stay in the room! I'll go out and take a look!" Xuan Wen did not forget to remind Gao Ming while walking: "Don't touch the things in the house! Those curses will make you want to live but not die!"

Gao Ming, who was standing in the living room, raised his head silently. The departure of this "Xuan Wen" was related to the alarm. Gao Ming herself did not touch anything strange, which meant that the other party might have caused some changes and needed her to go somewhere immediately.

Quickly entering a room in the corridor, the alarm sounded from a clock. She moved the pointer with both hands, and the layout of the room and the flow of time around her seemed to be changing.

When the room turned completely blood red, Xuan Wen's heart trembled suddenly, and she was penetrated by a force and fell to the ground.

Enduring the severe pain and looking around, Xuan Wen found that all the people related to Gao Ming were standing in this blood-red room, including his parents, best friends, and the people he trusted the most. These "people" were all ghosts in disguise!

Those people all stared at Xuan Wen, and a strange man's voice came out of their mouths: "Gao Ming's future is not hopeless enough. If he still doesn't collapse in an hour, I want you to be terrified in front of him."

"Xuan Wen" lowered her head and said nothing.

"Don't have other thoughts, otherwise your parents' souls will never be protected again, and I will send them into the most desperate future together."

Hearing this, "Xuan Wen" wanted to speak, but the moment she looked up, the clock hands began to reverse, and the room returned to normal.

With the words of the gods echoing in her mind, Xuan Wen stood up silently, her eyes were filled with bloodshot, but in order not to reveal flaws, she forced herself to suppress all resentment.

Xuan Wen walked out of the secret room in a state of distraught and returned to Gao Ming's residence.

She pushed the half-open door, and Gao Ming was not standing in the living room. She immediately had a bad premonition in her heart, and rushed into her bedroom.

Sure enough, Gao Ming was holding the photo album and flipping through it page by page.

"Didn't I tell you not to touch it? This is the curse of the dead! This is full of curses of the dead! You will die here in the most miserable way!" Xuan Wen's voice was very loud. What the spirit said just now and Gao Ming's behavior at this time made her roar uncontrollably.

Gao Ming, who had his back to the door, was startled. He turned around and saw Xuan Wen with an angry face. He pursed his lips and said blankly: "I just want to know... what makes you cry."

It was a very simple sentence, and it seemed that there was nothing special, but it made Xuan Wen feel like being hit by something.

It was not a gorgeous confession, nor a solemn promise. Everything was subconscious and revealed inadvertently.

The curse is terrible, death is terrible, and the future is terrible, but he still wants to know why you are sad and why you are crying.

The soul is scattered and the torture of her parents' souls is going to make Xuan Wen bear great pressure. She doesn't know when the worst future will come, but she knows that here, the future that the future god said will definitely appear.

Finding Xuan Wen's body trembling, Gao Ming put down the album, raised his arms, and hugged her gently.

Her body was very cold, with a faint smell of blood.

His palm slowly moved down along Xuan Wen's back. Gao Ming said nothing. His movements were gentle and warm, as if the light was embracing the ice that was about to melt.

The stronger the light, the faster the ice melts, but for some reason, "Xuan Wen" did not choose to break free immediately. She had forgotten how long she had not felt warmth.

"Are you feeling better?" Gao Ming looked into Xuan Wen's eyes, and their faces were very close.

Feeling the air exhaled by each other, Xuan Wen turned her head to one side, and nodded slowly after a moment. Her body was a little stiff. She had never felt this way before.

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In the monitoring room of Building No. 5 in Changcheng Community, everyone, without exception, stared at the surveillance video with eyes wide open.

Gao Ming hugged the three-meter-tall bloody female ghost, and his movements were as gentle as the breeze gently shaking off the dew on the tender leaves.

The two faces were very close, and they were getting closer, until their eyes collided and could no longer be avoided, and the extremely terrifying female ghost turned her head away.

She moved aside, and after she moved away from Gao Ming, she nodded slightly, as if she had agreed to something with Gao Ming.

That look, combined with the three-meter-tall ghost body full of resentment and hatred, made everyone watching the surveillance enter an unspeakable state.

After a long time, Wang Chen frowned: "What did Gao Ming say to the female ghost? Why did he not go crazy after being trapped in the worst future for so long? There is still no symptom of being eroded?"

"I don't know, I always feel that the female ghost seems to be really moved, she doesn't seem to be acting." After Situ Cheng finished speaking, he felt incredible. The most special ghosts in Building No. 3 had problems, and the evil ghost who auditioned for the girlfriend had a different feeling for Gao Ming.

"Those most special ghosts were selected by the future god. Not only are they powerful, they also inherit the power of the future god. They play special roles in the future and lead people to despair. But this evil ghost seems to be immersed in the role and can't get out."