The guard uncle was alone in the duty room, watching Gu Mo walk out helplessly.

He didn't know what his psychology was, but he felt a little disappointed when he found that the other party gave up so simply and neatly. There was a tension deep in his heart that even he himself was not aware of.

Xiao Gu is really a little nervous tonight.

He comforted himself by thinking this. At the same time, he felt that it was a bit chilly late at night. He subconsciously looked around and once again felt that the community was too quiet and empty at night. What just happened also made him inevitably have random thoughts. He looked down at his phone.

The freeze-frame of the horror movie was still displayed on the screen, and he quickly turned it off.

At this time, Gu Mo, who had not gone too far, couldn't help but turn around and stare at the community duty room behind him.

He hesitated and concentrated a little.

So the interactive box that said "Send Message" flickered slightly, and then a new page replaced the original frame and appeared in front of his eyes. It looked like he clicked a new link on the computer.

So a new pop-up page popped up.

Looking at the translucent input box in front of him, he found that there was a flashing vertical line in the upper left corner. Gu Mo twitched the corner of his mouth. He felt that the interface in front of him really seemed to be the same as what he saw when typing on a computer.

, especially the cursor in the input field is the same...

It's obviously so real, it's so clear, why is it just my imagination? Why do I have such hallucinations?

With a very depressed sigh, Gu Mo turned around and walked towards the opposite road. He had not yet decided whether to give it another try, or should he talk to Uncle Ding first and let him cooperate with him to test it?

After just a moment's thought, Gu Mo rejected the idea.

Even though the guard uncle seems to be very amiable, everyone in the community knows how difficult this stubborn old man is to mess with. He is especially trouble-making, has a loud voice, and likes to point fingers behind other people's homes.

Once he finds out, it will spread throughout the entire community within half an hour...

——It’s often a version of the joke that the old man improvises and adapts...

Regardless of the fact that the two sides were still saying hello just now, it was mainly a matter of politeness. After all, people usually raise their heads but don't look down to see each other, and it would be hard to show them in person if there is any conflict. In fact, they are really not that familiar. Not long after Gu Mo moved here last year,

I have been rumored because I am a homebody.

Although it’s not a big deal, it’s still not a good experience.

So he thought about it and let it go. If he went out for a late-night snack and came back, the news that he was mentally ill would have spread throughout the community. That would be really bad.

Just watch it yourself.

Well, it's good to test it out, at least to confirm whether it's his problem... As for whether this will be exposed, Gu Mo thought about it and felt that there was no need to worry too much, not to mention that Old Man Ding was known to be a big mouth.

If anyone else said something that was obviously ridiculous, they would not be believed.

What you say is what it means? Then why don’t you go to heaven?

As long as a few passers-by discover a little secret, it would be the most ridiculous to be wanted by the country and be sliced ​​into pieces. Unless the entire country has a hive consciousness... What's more, as long as you refuse to admit it, then even Old Man Ding

You will suspect that it is your own problem——

Gu Mo is very experienced in this.

……

……

"This little Gu is really coming here in the middle of the night to play tricks on me. Oh, the young people nowadays are really inferior to each other..."

I don't know what the rightful owner I have buried is thinking about, but the guard uncle who is still alone in the duty room is talking to himself at this moment, as if he wants to relieve his tension a little.

.

What just happened really made him feel a little confused. Although he refused to believe it rationally, he couldn't help but get distracted and have all kinds of random thoughts in his mind. The more he thought about it, the weirder it became, and he even subconsciously thought of something special.

Go up in a weird direction.

"How is this possible..." The guard uncle shook his head vigorously to dispel the increasingly unreliable thoughts in his mind. Why couldn't he help himself?

However...

Just at this time...

"Ding Hongxuan..."

A somewhat familiar voice rang directly in the ears of the guard.

Huh? Didn’t Xiao Gu just walk out of the entrance passage in front of the duty room?

When did he walk into the duty room and stand behind me?! And he directly called me by his name, which was really rude!

Of course, the guard uncle was stunned for a moment, and then he turned around to scold him in displeasure, but his eyes swept across the monitoring screen beside the table. It was like an electric current running through his spine, and the horrifying panic made him stop abruptly.

He turned around and almost twisted his neck.

Because judging from the surveillance, he was the only one in the duty room, and there was nothing behind him...

So what's going on with that sentence you just heard?

"...!!"

After reacting, the doorman's pupils shrank to the size of a pinhead, and his complexion turned gray in an instant.

He felt that there were waves of cold air from the bottom of his feet to the Tianling Cap, his scalp was numb, and the blood in his body seemed to be frozen, and his heart seemed to be flying.

It was like going back to that day when I was a child and saw a vicious dog roaring towards me. My mind went blank and I didn't dare to move.

With sweaty palms, numbness on the soles of his feet, and weak legs, the guard uncle felt that there was something standing there behind him, waiting for him to turn around or respond - just like in folklore, someone suddenly called him at night.

Name, once you turn back or agree, the person is gone...

"Ding Hongxuan..."

The faint voice sounded in his ears again, as close as if someone was calling him right next to him. If it can be explained that he heard it wrong before, then this time there is no way to deceive himself anyway, and the monitoring

But it happened to show that he was the only figure in the duty room.

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Could it be that Xiao Gu really saw it just now?

Is there really something in the duty room that is imitating Xiao Gu’s voice and calling him from behind?

The uncle's face was pale, his body was trembling slightly, and he was motionless. He made up his mind never to look back or answer the question.

……

……

"Sure enough, what on earth was I expecting?"

Under the green trees on the sidewalk some distance away from the duty room, Gu Mo used the shadows of the night to cover himself and sighed in disappointment again.

I obviously think too much, so why don’t I give up?

Look at the guard uncle over there. He is sitting in the duty room with his head down and staring at the table in front of him. He must be playing with his mobile phone. He is so focused and motionless and not affected at all. This proves that he has sent it.

The information did not appear at all, and it is not a real phenomenon.

I sent two messages in succession. If I could really be seen, there wouldn’t be no reaction at all, right?

Well, wait a minute, could it be because I haven’t added friends yet, so I can’t send messages?

Want to try again?

After staring at the "Add Friend" option for several seconds, Gu Mo finally shook his head, and there was another obvious growl in his stomach at the right time.

No more, I have to find a place to eat quickly, I feel like I'm going to starve to death... Gu Mo quickly gave up the meaningless temptation, accepted the cruel reality that he was simply sick, and at the same time, driven by hunger

, decisively turned around and walked towards the night market on the side.

Only the uncle of the guard in the duty room was gritting his teeth and holding on, not daring to move his body, as if he were a sculpture.

Can't move!

Can't look back!

Absolutely no sound!

……

……

About half a minute later, at the night market snack street.

"That loser is here again."

——I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but Gu Mo always feels that many stall owners are looking at him with such eager eyes. It just seems right when he thinks about it. After all, he has always been on time to starve to death for the past week.

The posture appears and appears here.

After thinking about it for a while, Gu Mo felt very hungry, but he still didn't follow the previous principle of staying close to him and just ate all the way. Because people want to save face, and he was no exception, and he didn't want to let others eat.

Look at yourself like you are a loser.

Once or twice is okay, but if it happens more times and is always seen by the same people, then this label will probably be confirmed.

So he ignored the eager gazes of the stall owners around him. Although when he walked past the stall, the sounds of greetings and shouts from both sides obviously became more enthusiastic and harder, but he did not stop.

It was Wu Qing who just walked over.

The snack street is very busy, especially during this time.
To be continued...