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Looking up, the moonlight was obscured by dark clouds at some point, and darkness came quietly.

"The underworld show, I'm back again."

Groping in the darkness, I recalled the scene when I met the crazy old lady, and walked deeper into the alley according to the memory in my mind.

After walking for about half an hour, I could vaguely see a two-story building with a dilapidated roof.

"It seems that I was taking shelter from the rain next to this house that day when I discovered the address left on the advertising card for the underworld show." Walking near the small building, I wiped the door number, and it read No. 43.

"Room 444 on the 4th basement floor of No. 44 Wudeng Road, that's what was written on the small card at the time." I will never forget the scene at the beginning of this nightmare, "This is No. 43, so the two buildings next to it should... "

When I walked over and took a look, I discovered that the two buildings were No. 42 and No. 45.

"Why isn't there No. 44? I obviously went in that day." I stood at the door of Room 43, with darkness growing thicker on both sides: "It has disappeared? Or does it only appear when it rains?"

I saw the dilapidated wooden door in front of me, gritted my teeth and raised my hand to knock on the door.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

As the force increased, the door was knocked open by me.

"Unlocked?" The door was pushed open completely, revealing a dilapidated scene. No one had probably lived in the house for a long time.

Covering my mouth and nose, I used my mobile phone to illuminate it. The furniture in the house was all in tatters, and there were all kinds of garbage piled up. The air was filled with a pungent smell, and the entire building seemed to have rotted.

"There's no basement?" I searched around and couldn't find a way to the underground, but the stair railings in the house were exactly the same as I remembered.

"Creak..." The door behind me was suddenly pushed open. I turned around suddenly and saw a little girl wearing shabby clothes timidly standing at the door.

She didn't seem to know there was anyone in the house before. She was so frightened that she froze on the spot, holding on to the door with one hand and holding a delicate rag doll in the other.

"Don't be afraid." I just wanted to go over and comfort the girl, but suddenly the old man's words about the road without lights flashing through my mind, made me break out in cold sweat, and I quickly stopped.

This girl's appearance is so abnormal that even adults dare not come out at night on the unlit road, let alone a five or six year old girl.

In addition, her dress was also weird. Her clothes were dirty and torn, but her face, arms, and calves were all clean and free of dirt. The rag doll in her hand was the same as the one she just bought.

My eyes finally rested on the doll. The appearance of this doll was not a character from any anime or movie that I knew. Moreover, this doll did not look cute at all. Its expression was like that of a baby that had been abandoned countless times. Same, full of resentment.

"Hello, uncle is lost here. Can you tell him where No. 44, Wudeng Road is?" Holding a talisman between my fingertips, I tried to smile as kindly as possible.

The little girl took a step back, suddenly turned around and ran away holding the doll.

"Hey, I don't mean any harm." The girl didn't run fast, and I caught up with her in a few steps. When she saw me getting closer and closer, she didn't know what she tripped over in her panic, and she suddenly lost her center of gravity.

"Be careful!" I grabbed her from behind. After holding her hand, I realized that her body was frighteningly cold.

"Slow down, uncle is really not a bad person." I have little experience in dealing with children, and the children I have met before are all abnormal people such as Yingzi and Song Xiaofeng.

After a long time, the girl stopped running away. She sat side by side with me on the stone steps at the door of No. 43, holding the baby and keeping silent.

"You'd better go home quickly. The family should be worried about me." I wanted to smoke a cigarette, but when I had the cigarette in my mouth, I suddenly remembered that smoking next to a child is not good.

Helplessly putting away the inferior cigarettes, I played with the lighter: "Where is your home? How about I give it to you?"

The girl shook her head and looked pitiful: "I have no home."

I was at a loss for words and didn't know how to answer: "Then what are you doing here at night? I heard that roads without lights are not peaceful at night."

"Waiting for someone." The little girl spoke concisely and to the point, and then fell into silence again.

The night wind blew, and the girl huddled in her shabby clothes, hugging the doll tightly.

"It's getting cold." I took off my coat and put it on her. The large coat directly covered her little body, which looked a bit funny: "Who are you waiting for, and how long do you have to wait?"

"Twenty years."

"Twenty years?!"

Although I was surprised, I just thought it was Tong Yanwuji, so I waited patiently with her for twenty minutes. Just when I was about to call the children's rescue center, the girl returned the coat to me and left alone. Entering the darkness of the alley: "The person I was waiting for is here, thank you for accompanying me."

The girl left like this, and before I could recover, a woman in her twenties and the same age as me walked out from the other side of the alley. She was extremely elegant, with delicate skin and an orchid-like aura. Even though I had seen so many beauties, she was also Only Huang Xue can rival her in terms of temperament.

"Female ghost?" Although it's rude to have such thoughts at the first sight, but my reason tells me that someone who is so beautiful and dares to wander around the unlit road at night must not be an ordinary person.

"Are you looking for someone? There was a little girl of five or six years old walking that way just now." I saw that the woman's eyebrows were somewhat similar to the little girl's, and I thought she was the little girl's mother.

"I'm not looking for her, I'm here to wait for someone." This picturesque woman smiled at me and walked over. Only then did I notice that the clothes on her body were also shabby, and she still had a clutch in her hand. holding a rag doll with a strange expression.

"This doll is the same as the one in the little girl's hand just now, but it doesn't look as new as before, as if it has gone through the baptism of time." I was confused in my heart, but it didn't show on my face: "Are you waiting for someone too? Shouldn't you? Will we have to wait twenty years?"

"I can't wait that long, I'll wait for fifteen years." The woman's beautiful eyes were looking forward to it, her cheeks were smiling, and she looked at my face carefully.

"This girl, have you and I known each other before?" I was stunned by her look and sat aside.

She didn't answer. She lowered her head and fiddled with the ugly doll. Her black hair was fluttered by the night wind, and she looked like a person walking out of the painting.

Fifteen minutes later, the woman slowly stood up: "The person I was waiting for is here. We are destined to meet again."

She left from one side of the alley, and after her figure was swallowed up by the darkness, a beautiful woman about forty years old walked out from the other side. She looked like an old lady.

"How did this person appear?" I have been paying attention to the alley since the woman left, but I didn't notice any signs. She seemed to appear out of thin air.

The beautiful woman had a smile on her face, twisted her waist, and sat next to me with golden lotus steps.

"You are also waiting for someone, right?"

"Well, just wait ten minutes." The beautiful woman's voice was like glutinous rice, and it sounded very comfortable, but I didn't want to talk to her anymore. It was so weird that these women appeared out of nowhere.

She was dressed in the same shabby clothes, and she was holding a doll in her hand that was completely unreasonable. The doll was in tatters, with many places torn and unsewed.

Ten minutes later, the beautiful woman bowed slightly to me and said, "The person I'm waiting for is here. If you have any questions, you can ask her."

The beautiful woman left and disappeared into the alley. I couldn't sit still at this time. I turned on my phone and pointed it at the other side of the alley. I was about to use the tracking eye to watch, but the screen of my phone went black.

This momentary interplay of light and darkness made me a little distracted. When I looked up again, a gray-haired old woman stopped in front of me holding a worn-out rag doll.

"You are..." Seeing this older face, I suddenly felt familiar: "Have we met somewhere?"

The old woman didn't answer, but just walked to the door of Room 43 and looked at the mess inside: "Times have changed, things have changed, and you should be able to understand it in five years."

She glanced at me, walked around the house for exactly five minutes, then opened the door and disappeared into the alley.

"What do these women mean?"

While I was thinking, an old woman with a stooped back appeared at the entrance of the alley. Her face was deeply wrinkled, like a folded bean skin. She was leaning on a cane and holding a patched and tattered baby tightly in her arms. rag doll.

"The little mouse climbed up to the lampstand, stole oil to eat, and couldn't get down. Meow, meow, meow, the cat is coming, chirping, rolling down..."