Di-da, di-da ...
A voice suddenly sounded in song Qing's mind.
The sound was similar to the sound of the clock ticking in her mind when she was in the mental hospital for the second time. It was like a talisman that urged her to die.
It also sounded like the dripping sound from the bathroom yesterday afternoon, before miss Chu's body was found in Room 17-4.
Perhaps it was in the middle of the night, in the dead of the night, when she dialed miss Chu's phone number, she was nervous, waiting, and in extreme silence, she began to hallucinate.
The more she acted like this, the calmer song qingxiao's eyes became. The phone in her hand became colder and colder. The coldness was creepy and made song Qing's arms and neck have goosebumps.
so it turns out that all the beautiful colors have been given to a broken well and a broken wall like this ~~ the oath of undying love is just fleeting ~~"
