In the small space, the two girls were playing with each other, laughing and laughing.

Yeyue sat on the small sofa with her hands folded and looked at the two of them with a smile. Little did she know that a strange face crossed the door. Soon, something extremely terrifying was about to happen...

※※※

After getting on the train, Chen Zhifeng had been restless, not because he was on the same train as Jiang Xinyou and bumped into her boyfriend, but because the middle-aged woman sitting opposite him was holding a jar in her hand.

Chen Zhifeng knew that it was an urn, an urn filled with the ashes of the deceased!

Accompanied by the roar of the train, the front of the car gradually entered the dark corridor. The scenery outside the window was drowned in darkness. Only the pale lights in the carriage illuminated the numb faces of everyone.

Chen Zhifeng felt a little strange. In the past, the train was full of people and noises, and beautiful music would come from the radio from time to time. But today, for some reason, the carriage was quiet. But around four o'clock in the afternoon, the sky turned dark.

It wasn't dark yet, but the atmosphere in the carriage was as quiet as in the early morning. No one among the passengers sitting together spoke to anyone, and everyone had a numb and solemn expression on their faces.

Especially the middle-aged woman sitting opposite him. She was wearing a large red cotton-padded jacket. The style looked a bit old-fashioned, and it was embroidered with large and wealthy peonies. It didn't look like she was mourning at all.

Looking at the woman's appearance, her pale face seemed to be painted with a thick layer of powder, her big eyes were dull, and the corners of her eyes were covered with fine lines, like a cracked painting paper, washed away by the years, only one

Thin lips as red as drops of blood...

Chen Zhifeng carefully glanced at the woman's face, and suddenly felt that the woman's appearance and dress were very familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere... After a while, Chen Zhifeng finally realized that the dress of the woman sitting opposite him was similar to Zha's.

Are the girls in the paper dolls exactly the same?

Terrifying thoughts wormed their way into his mind like poisonous snakes, and Chen Zhifeng was completely shocked.

With a whoosh, the train rushed into the light and left the tunnel. The door of the carriage also opened at this time. The train attendant slowly approached pushing drinks and snacks, shouting in a sweet voice, and gradually brought Chen Zhifeng back to his senses.

The human voice returned to his ears in an instant. Chen Zhifeng looked around. All the passengers were back to normal, talking and laughing. The atmosphere was very lively. Only the woman sitting opposite him remained silent and stared blankly at her hands.

urn.

At this moment, the passengers sitting in the back row of Chen Zhifeng started talking loudly: "I heard that this train seemed to have had an accident before, and many people died!"

"What accident?"

"I don't know. I heard that the cause of the accident is still a mystery..."

Chen Zhifeng couldn't hear the rest of the words clearly, but when he looked up, the woman sitting opposite him suddenly pulled the corners of her mouth and smiled at him. The smile was like a mental patient, looking stupid, stupid and irrational.

, he was so frightened that his scalp suddenly went numb.

With a whooshing sound, Chen Zhifeng immediately stood up from his seat, and under the surprised gaze of the train attendant, he staggered to the bathroom.

"I must be thinking too much... I must be thinking too much..."

Chen Zhifeng is hypnotizing himself. Several consecutive exams have made him very stressed. Now that the exams are over, he can finally go home to celebrate the New Year, but his mood is still not very relaxed. (Update 4, in fact, I can write about trains or airplanes, but I just feel like the Spring Festival

During this period, there were more people working on trains, so I chose to write about trains...) In a small space, two girls were playing with each other, laughing and joking.

Yeyue sat on the small sofa with her hands folded and looked at the two of them with a smile. Little did she know that a strange face crossed the door. Soon, something extremely terrifying was about to happen...

※※※

After getting on the train, Chen Zhifeng had been restless, not because he was on the same train as Jiang Xinyou and bumped into her boyfriend, but because the middle-aged woman sitting opposite him was holding a jar in her hand.

Chen Zhifeng knew that it was an urn, an urn filled with the ashes of the deceased!

Accompanied by the roar of the train, the front of the car gradually entered the dark corridor. The scenery outside the window was drowned in darkness. Only the pale lights in the carriage illuminated the numb faces of everyone.

Chen Zhifeng felt a little strange. In the past, the train was full of people and noises, and beautiful music would come from the radio from time to time. But today, for some reason, the carriage was quiet. But around four o'clock in the afternoon, the sky turned dark.

It wasn't dark yet, but the atmosphere in the carriage was as quiet as in the early morning. No one among the passengers sitting together spoke to anyone, and everyone had a numb and solemn expression on their faces.

Especially the middle-aged woman sitting opposite him. She was wearing a large red cotton-padded jacket. The style looked a bit old-fashioned, and it was embroidered with large and wealthy peonies. It didn't look like she was mourning at all.

Looking at the woman's appearance, her pale face seemed to be painted with a thick layer of powder, her big eyes were dull, and the corners of her eyes were covered with fine lines, like a cracked painting paper, washed away by the years, only one

Thin lips as red as drops of blood...

Chen Zhifeng carefully glanced at the woman's face, and suddenly felt that the woman's appearance and dress were very familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere... After a while, Chen Zhifeng finally realized that the dress of the woman sitting opposite him was similar to Zha's.

Are the girls in the paper dolls exactly the same?

Terrifying thoughts wormed their way into his mind like poisonous snakes, and Chen Zhifeng was completely shocked.

With a whoosh, the train rushed into the light and left the tunnel. The door of the carriage also opened at this time. The train attendant slowly approached pushing drinks and snacks, shouting in a sweet voice, and gradually brought Chen Zhifeng back to his senses.

The human voice returned to his ears in an instant. Chen Zhifeng looked around. All the passengers were back to normal, talking and laughing. The atmosphere was very lively. Only the woman sitting opposite him remained silent and stared blankly at her hands.

urn.

At this moment, the passengers sitting in the back row of Chen Zhifeng started talking loudly: "I heard that this train seemed to have had an accident before, and many people died!"

"What accident?"

"I don't know. I heard that the cause of the accident is still a mystery..."

Chen Zhifeng couldn't hear the rest of the words clearly, but when he looked up, the woman sitting opposite him suddenly pulled the corners of her mouth and smiled at him. The smile was like a mental patient, looking stupid, stupid and irrational.

, he was so frightened that his scalp suddenly went numb.

With a whooshing sound, Chen Zhifeng immediately stood up from his seat, and under the surprised gaze of the train attendant, he staggered to the bathroom.

"I must be thinking too much... I must be thinking too much..."

Chen Zhifeng is hypnotizing himself. Several consecutive exams have made him very stressed. Now that the exams are over, he can finally go home to celebrate the New Year, but his mood is still not very relaxed. (Update 4, in fact, I can write about trains or airplanes, but I just feel like the Spring Festival
Chapter completed!