living in the world of reincarnation

Chapter 489 Night

After waking up, Mu Lan found that she was covered in sweat and her heart was beating violently.

She clutched her chest and glanced at the time, it was 01:30 in the morning.

Mu Lan looked at the on-screen power supply, the computer was not turned off, and she wanted to fall asleep thinking about something.

She seemed to have had a nightmare. What happened in the nightmare was extremely real, but when she recalled it carefully, she found that the things in the dream had been forgotten.

A sense of anxiety haunted her, and Mu Lan felt that she seemed to be missing something.

"what is it then?"

Mu Lan frowned and thought hard, that matter was very important, but she was stuck in one place, and couldn't think of it no matter how hard she thought about it.

what is it?The more Mu Lan thought about it, the more irritated she became. She sat on the chair and activated the sleeping computer.

The juice poster appeared on the screen. Mu Lan did not forget about the juice. She closed the webpage and was going to browse the forum.

But Mu Lan doesn't know what she should check. A home for people with super powers who can predict the future?Or a club for psychoanalytic patients with memory disorders?

Mu Lan suddenly felt a little nonsensical, what happened to her was so bizarre that she began to doubt her own brain.

There are similar things circulating in various urban legends. For example, in this post, an office worker discovered during a class reunion that the boy who had accompanied him for more than [-] years did not exist.

The author recalled that they used to be close playmates, building houses together, playing football, and many details of life, even the embarrassing things and bad habits that each other did not want to mention.

After working, the host and his friends have less and less contact. They are all busy with their respective careers. Although they don’t communicate with each other very often, they haven’t had any relationship for many years, but it’s just such a friend who has become a “non-existent friend.” ".

During a class reunion, he didn't see a friend he hadn't seen for a long time, and asked about other old classmates, but everyone shook their heads, and they didn't remember this person.

The landlord was shocked. He asked again and again, and found that his friend did not exist in everyone's memory.

He went back to his alma mater, went back to his hometown to search, and even called the police, but he still found nothing.

People thought he was crazy, but the host didn't think so. He had a huge amount of details in his memory to support him. He really couldn't understand how a living person just disappeared, so he posted a post online asking for help.

The post downstairs is very interesting. Some people advised him to go to the hospital. It might be symptoms of bipolar disorder or schizophrenia. They asked him if he was introverted since he was a child and didn’t like to communicate with others. Maybe it was The landlord lacks care, so he "created" such a friend.

The poster didn’t reply, the following post became more lively, some people said that his friend is actually a secret agent, so they want to destroy everything in the past, some people said that his friend is an alien, the purpose is to obtain human information, and finally erased everyone through high technology collective memory.

There are still a lot of follow-up posts in the back, except for some meaningless brain holes, the rest are all irrigation.

[The original poster is fishing. In fact, he is searching for sober people who have doubts about the false world. Everyone, run away! 】

[It's the truth upstairs, wait, someone is knocking on our house. 】

[It is 2333 for checking the water meter]

【Water experience】

【+1】

The post in the forum era is still very interesting, and Mu Lan laughed when she saw it.

But almost for a moment, Mu Lan's smile froze, why is it "forum era", how did she subconsciously think of this word?

The forum is undoubtedly the hottest Internet community in this era. The post of "The Disappeared Friend" has reached the top [-] floors in a few minutes, and the number of hits has exceeded [-]. It is foreseeable that this urban legend will definitely trigger a large degree of discussion.

But it would be a bit strange to call the forum an "era". No one would say that. If there is a "forum era", there must be other "so-and-so eras". This sentence pattern refers to a period of time in the past. The summary of history, this title will only appear when the forum becomes a thing of the past.

Mu Lan thought of this keenly, and couldn't help but wonder, could it be that kind of ability to predict the future again?

Suspicious, she turned to other posts. This forum called [False × Reality] is full of all kinds of bizarre urban legends. The poster [Disappearing Friend] is barely reasonable, and the others are like a bunch of neurotics. Or the mania of dissatisfaction with the status quo. They claim that the world is false and unreal. They are actually just poor test subjects intubated in the back of the head in the laboratory, and everything is virtual data.

Mu Lan saw an ID with a name plus a number, repeating the same paragraph, which was copied countless times in the entire forum,
It was also because she had nothing to do that she turned over more than ten pages in idleness. All the posts that sank to the bottom a few days ago were all posted by this person. Looking at it, she felt a little weird.

Since she couldn't sleep at all, Mu Lan poured herself a cup of coffee and sat back on the computer chair. She found that when browsing such web pages, she mistakenly clicked on the thriller recommended by netizens.

[A masterpiece of psychological horror film, a must-see for psychoanalysis majors! 】

In the secluded corridor, there is only the sound of shoes stepping on the wooden floor, creaking, creaking
The surrounding environment is invisible, and the heroine can barely see the things in the old house through the glimmer of moonlight outside the window.

This environment is really too dark. The heroine of the movie maintains the usual death-seeking flag of horror movies and explores the way in the old house alone. The ambient sound at this time is very quiet, only the rapid breathing coming from the heroine.

The atmosphere is well created. The dilapidated old house, the young woman, and the dark environment are almost the usual routines of horror movies. Mu Lan is quite courageous. At this time, she also thinks these scenes are quite scary.

The heroine found a cabinet with a height of one person. Her breathing became more rapid and her heartbeat became more and more intense. She called her son's name in a low voice, and touched the door of the cabinet with trembling hands.

With her movements, the sound effects in the earphones began to become more permeable. As the audience, they knew that there might be "unclean things" in the cabinet, but because of the needs of the plot, they still had to bite the bullet and reveal the answer, so as to face the truth directly. The coming horror, this sense of horror is gradual, and Mu Lan found that her heartbeat also started to speed up.

The heroine opened the cabinet door, the sound effect stopped abruptly, and there was nothing inside.

Mu Lan then heaved a sigh of relief, it turned out to be a false alarm.

But just when the heroine was relaxing, the weird sound effect appeared again, and a pair of pale hands touched her shoulders.

The touch of the hand was cold and stiff, making people's hair stand on end. The weird feeling was like experiencing it personally. Mu Lan was stunned for a moment, and her eyes moved to her shoulder.

That hand was on her left shoulder, Mu Lan's heart was beating, and a penetrating feeling lingered around her.

Looking up along her arm, she saw an expressionless face.

Mu Lan subconsciously jumped up, because of extreme fear, she even stuttered a bit.

"Mom! You, why did you come in!"

The light in the room was turned on, and the figure of her mother appeared in front of her eyes. Mu Lan clutched her throbbing chest, feeling that there were too many frights this day, and if it continued like this, she would easily get a heart attack.

"Mom?" Mu Lan asked in a low voice.

Her mother looked at her without answering. Mu Lan's fingers trembled slightly. For a moment, she felt that the person in front of her was not her mother.

(End of this chapter)