Chapter 872

It seems to be an eventful autumn recently.

First, Dad Chi was investigated because of the military affairs, coupled with the later virus incident, Grandpa is lying there unconscious now, even Leng Xiao is almost in a vegetative state, and Chen Bian...

All the people and all the things seem to have changed overnight.

Things are not people.

"Feifei," Lin Xiaoxiao looked at Liu Feifei who was about to disappear at the end of the corridor. All she could do was shout loudly. In fact, she knew where she was going, but at this time, she couldn't bear to stop. she.

She thought about it, if one day something happened to Zhan Glacier, she thought she would visit him without hesitation, even in the morgue, that was the last time.

The one who can still see him, the last time, and after that, he can only live in space, in his mind, and in pictures.

All things seem to have some clues at this time, even if Lin Xiaoxiao is so open, but now, she is still a living puppet.

A puppet who has no way to bring back his best friend.

Because now, she is still living in the memory of her father and can't get out.

At the end of the corridor, turn the corner, and then go down the stairs, is the passage of the mortuary, where there are the most terrifying rumors in the world, and also the saddest stories in the world.

But almost no one was willing to listen, because there was a desperate place, even now, Lin Xiaoxiao was standing at the door of the morgue, she was shivering coldly.

At that time, she was also here and sent her biological father.

The last time I met here, her parents, and her favorite grandparents, so she had an instinctive fear and resistance to the mortuary.

But at this moment, the noise became louder and louder, Lin Xiaoxiao looked at it and felt that things were becoming more and more terrifying, but she quickly calmed down, because those The sound came from the morgue.

"Miss Liu, you can't do this, there's really no one you're looking for here," the nurse's shrill voice floated out of the morgue.

Lin Xiaoxiao gathered up her courage and rushed in.

She was frightened by everything in front of her...

As a human being, one day, she suddenly saw her best friend lift off the covering cloth of other people's deceased people one by one. What kind of experience is this?

She didn't know, but she was sure that Liu Feifei couldn't do this.

"Feifei," Lin Xiaoxiao nervously took her hand and stopped her from moving further, but obviously, saying anything to Liu Feifei now is superfluous.

She didn't pay attention at all, she just drooped her head and kept looking, looking for...

"Miss, you can't do this. There really isn't the person you're looking for here. Didn't I tell you? He's a soldier, and he was pulled by the troops yesterday... eh, taken away."