Information such as home address is compiled. When registering with the company, it is basically a fake identity because of the fear of being discovered.
Even if she did find her registered information, she couldn't find her home address. Ke Lin Siwan just felt that someone was outside the door. As long as she took a step, she would fall into endless fear.
This kind of fear made her feel uneasy all the time, and hallucinations were breeding along with it. There were always knocking on the door and the phone ringing in her head, and she couldn't stop. As soon as she closed her eyes, she would dream of being surrounded.
Her spirit was extremely fragile these days, like a piece of paper, she didn't eat well for a few days, and her face turned pale with hunger, but she didn't feel anything, she just felt a little flower in front of her.
The curtains were pulled tightly, the phone didn't turn on, neither.
There was nothing she could believe in.
The System was using her from the very beginning, because at this moment, the previous progress was not painful or itchy, and it was impossible to reach the peak so quickly... Even that day... those days, the system's strange gentleness was for design.
Lin Siwan remembered that the photo of the system pulling her to run was put on Weibo. That day, she wore a very beautiful dress, and the two of them went to the exhibition... The last time she felt sorry for the system, she didn't expect that the last joke was just her.
What else could he do...
Her family would despise her even more, and the seven people would hate her. The few people she cared about... would not be...
She hated herself. She didn't know why, but her heart seemed to be crushed, unable to support her weight. She was very depressed and collapsed. She was clearly on the shore, but it seemed like she was drowned in water and couldn't breathe.
Later, she didn't know what she was collapsing or what she was sad about, but the place in her heart was dull, dull, and heavy so that she couldn't breathe. She wanted to vent inexorably in her heart, but she couldn't tell.
No one came to save her, no one could save her.
She might as well die like this.
Should have died long ago.
The more she is, the less she is, it has always been the same.
Tears stayed, the tears on her face were obvious, and her lips were pale, like trembling leaves.
Bang bang
Lin Siwan trembled fiercely and completely retracted into the quilt, just like a snail retracted into its shell, hiding its soft and fragile body.
Here again, the knock on the door that seemed to have slowly subsided before rang again.
Let her go, okay, let her go.
She clutched the quilt tightly, the milky white quilt was a dark piece, and she didn't know whether it was sweat or tears.
The knocking on the door intensified, as if to smash her fragile shell.
Do not... do not...
The tears fell like a broken line, and the gurgling water droplets flowed away.
The knocking on the door slowly disappeared. Lin Siwan thought that he had finally made it through, but he still clung to the bed and slowly let out a low whimpering sob, like a kitten that had been forcibly weaned, with a sad and miserable voice.
There was a continuous sound from outside, and Lin Si turned around and began to tremble uncontrollably.
Peng, the door was opened, and the sound of hurried footsteps sounded. Lin Si twitched her eyelashes, and finally shrunk under the quilt and shivered, without moving.
Let's end it like this, whatever, whatever...
