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Father Gu slowly walked on the way back. He searched for many places, but couldn't find Gu Mo. He asked the surrounding people, but no one saw him either.

Where did he go?

Suddenly, he felt as if his brain had turned white, and that his legs were going soft, since he was about to fall down. He supported a tree beside him before he managed to stabilize himself. He suppressed the fear and discomfort he felt in his heart.

Father Gu rubbed his eyes with a vague hand. No matter what, he couldn't match the empty space on the door with the key. He then wiped again, feeling that it was a little clearer.

Following that, the inexplicable smell of rust entered his mouth, causing him to spit out a mouthful of fresh, red-hot blood.

After that, he seemed to lose all his energy and finally inserted the key into the hole.

With a "peng", he seemed to have completed his mission. Father Gu fell to the ground just like that. He didn't even have time to wipe the blood from his mouth before he fell to the ground without any expectation.

Father Gu looked through the crack in the door. He could see the white letter that was originally in Gu Mo's room floating into the living room. The three lines of words were imprinted in his mind.

"He spoke to me …"

"He said he likes me …"

"He said he wanted to take me out …"

Who would have thought that the wind today would be so strong that even the things in the room would be blown here.

This was Father Gu's last thought. In the end, he didn't enter the door and instead went to help Gu Mo pick up the white piece of paper.

Because it was in the morning, when people found out that Father Gu was lying in front of his house, they quickly sent him to the hospital.

Unfortunately, everything was useless.

The neighbors began to search everywhere for Gu Mo.

Gu Mo slowly stood up when the sun was above his head. His body hadn't been feeling well just now, or it could be said that compared to the pain in his body, the pain in his heart had numbed all of his senses.

He walked towards the district like a soulless puppet.

"Hey hey, the dead inside are in bad luck, don't let kids in." A grown-up pulled a kid who wanted to walk in. The kid's eyes were full of curiosity. He wanted to know whose family had died.

The old lady on the third floor? It doesn't look like it. I heard that the old lady has quite a few sons.

I haven't seen anyone come back to deal with the aftermath of that death.

Was that suicide? Who came?

The little child's mind quickly spun around and found that there was no one he could think of. Because he had been enjoying watching cartoons like detectives recently, he was a little bit excited when he saw them.

He raised his head and was about to ask which family his mother's family was from when his mother held his mouth. He lightly shook his head and looked at a big brother who had just entered the district.

That big brother didn't seem to have a single trace of life, and his entire person seemed to be somewhat hollow. The white clothes he wore were somewhat moist, his pale skin paired with his pale lips made him somewhat eerie.

The child hid behind his mother in fear, following Gumo's figure through their line of sight.

Gu Mo acted as though he couldn't hear anything. He followed the route in his memory and walked to the door. There was a key in the door, but he didn't think much. He mechanically lifted his hand and twisted the door, opening the door.

He clearly remembered that when he came out, the house had been cleaned up, and it had only been one night and his father had already made such a mess.