The sound of footsteps echoed in the old corridor.
On both sides of the corridor, rusty iron doors that had been in disrepair quietly opened a gap.
In the darkness behind the gap, there was a faint light flickering.
That's the light reflected from the pupils.
The residents in the residential building were hiding behind the crack in the door, carefully observing the source of the footsteps.
Outsiders call this a slum in Whitewater City.
It is also the place where weirdness appears most frequently.
But most of the people living here are no longer afraid of the weird.
Among them, some family members were killed in mysterious circumstances, leaving them alone.
Some have already been frightened to the point of insanity by the strange things they encountered, and have been abandoned by their families.
Finally, they all gathered in this residential building, waiting for death to come.
At this time, the footsteps were getting closer and closer.
Under the dim lights that flickered on and off, a petite figure walked slowly forward in the corridor.
The two ponytails hang down behind the head, swinging gently with the movement of the body.
"Aunt Wang, I bought steamed buns, do you want to eat them?"
With a sweet smile on her face, Li Mengmeng stood in front of the iron fence, holding up a steaming meat bun and passing it through the gap in the iron fence.
The door crack opened slightly.
An arm that was so thin that it was just skin and bones stretched out and quickly took away the meat bun in Li Mengmeng's hand.
Then, only a bang was heard.
The other party seemed to be afraid that Li Mengmeng would regret taking the meat buns back, so he closed the door heavily.
But Li Mengmeng didn't take it seriously. Instead, she took out another meat bun, padded it with toilet paper, and placed it gently in front of the door.
"Aunt Wang, I put another one in. You must remember to take it."
After saying that, Li Mengmeng carried a large bag of meat buns and continued to walk towards the next room.
"Uncle Li."
"Uncle Zhang."
"Grandma Zhao."
Li Mengmeng distributed meat buns to each household.
Occasionally, a happy smile would appear on her face if she received a few scattered words of thanks.
The girl's pure smile formed a huge contrast with the surrounding environment.
As time goes by slowly.
Soon, there were only two meat buns left in the transparent plastic bag in her hand.
Li Mengmeng came to the door of the second to last room in the corridor.
"Grandpa Wang."
She called cautiously.
Squeak~
The iron door slowly opened a crack, and a cloudy eyeball appeared between the cracks, staring straight at Li Mengmeng.
"It's Xiaomeng."
The voice is old and hoarse.
"How was work?"
When she mentioned this, Li Mengmeng suddenly raised her face and said proudly.
"Well, the leader trusts me very much and asked me to participate in a big task today."
After hearing Li Mengmeng's words, the person behind the door said hello several times.
Then there was a violent coughing sound.
"Grandpa Wang..."
"It's okay, it's okay, I can't die."
"I just suddenly remembered my granddaughter. She, like you, has always wanted to be a police officer."
"What a pity...what a pity..."
Hearing this, Li Mengmeng pursed her lips, and the pride on her face slowly faded away.
She took out the last two meat buns from the bag and handed them over.
Said softly.
"Grandpa Wang, don't be sad. Eat the meat buns quickly while they are still hot."
Grandpa Wang sighed a few more times, then slowly stretched out his dry and wrinkled arm and took the meat bun.
At this time, Li Mengmeng asked cautiously.
"Grandpa Wang, grandma, he..."
Hearing this sentence, the withered arm paused.
"She has been cremated, don't worry."
Li Mengmeng quietly breathed a sigh of relief.
The grandma she talks about is Grandpa Wang's wife, and the two old people have always had a good relationship.
But not long ago, Grandma Li lost her footing and fell to her death because of her mental disorder.
Li Mengmeng was also a little worried that the other party would eventually cause trouble because he was reluctant to let go of his wife.
"Goodbye, Grandpa Wang."
After a while, as the crack in the door gradually closed, Li Mengmeng waved with a sweet smile on her face, and then continued walking deeper into the corridor.
Finally, she stood in front of a room at the end.
The sound of some kind of creature scratching the door panel came from behind the door, which seemed a bit sharp and harsh.
Li Mengmeng took a long breath and took out the key chain from her mouth.
As the keys collide with each other, a crisp metallic sound is made.
The creature behind the door scratched more and more vigorously.
There was a snap.
The door opened in response.
A black shadow suddenly pounced on Li Mengmeng's face.
"Be good, little meat bun."
A fat-looking black cat lay on Li Mengmeng's body, meowing continuously.
It seems to be questioning why you came home so late.
"Mom is busy at work, so she can only make money to buy cat bars for you."
Li Mengmeng gently patted the black cat with her palm.
As soon as he finished speaking, the black cat actually stopped making any noise.
It was just held in Li Mengmeng's arms, and the sound of purring kept coming from its body.
Then, Li Mengmeng stepped into her room.
The furnishings in the room are extremely simple.
A small bed, a table, and a wardrobe.
Only from the pink sheets on the bed and the few dolls placed on the bedside, you can see a bit of a girlish atmosphere.
Simple, but extremely neat.
Li Mengmeng wiped the dirt off the soles of her shoes on the carpet in front of the door, and then walked into the room holding the black cat.
When she came to the table, Li Mengmeng looked at the photo frames placed on the table and couldn't help but feel a little lost.
This is a group photo.
Li Mengmeng in the photo looks younger than she is now.
She was wearing a floral skirt and holding a little black cat in her arms. She was so shy that she didn't even dare to look directly at the camera.
On the other hand, the other girl next to her looked generous.
He has short, ear-length hair, a simple white shirt and some whitish jeans, and his facial features look very heroic.
She put one hand on her hips and put the other on Li Mengmeng's head, grinning happily.
Li Mengmeng held the photo frame in her hand, looked at the short-haired girl in the photo, and smiled unconsciously.
The girl in the photo is named Wang Xiaoke, and she is Li Mengmeng’s friend who grew up with her.
Unlike the introverted Li Mengmeng, Wang Xiaoke is a carefree girl with a strong sense of justice. Her dream since childhood is to be a policeman.
If he had followed his original life trajectory, perhaps the person who was working as a trainee police officer in the Secret Bureau at this moment would be Wang Xiaoke.
As for Li Mengmeng, she has been a coward since she was a child, and she also loves to cry.
If nothing else, according to her childhood dream, she should be a painter now, making money by painting at home every day.
Of course.
All of this must be based on the premise that Wang Xiaoke did not die at Weiwei's hands in order to protect Li Mengmeng.
"Sister Xiaoke, I am much more courageous now than before."
"The day I went to the Secret Bureau to report, I even caught a robber."
Li Mengmeng whispered to the photo frame everything that had happened recently.
"Although I still feel a little sad when I am scolded by the leader, I no longer cry like before."
"Today I was taken on a mission by my leader, and the strange things I encountered were like zombies. It was scary."
"It was really scary...I almost screamed."
"Fortunately, no one discovered it, that's great, hahaha."
Li Mengmeng laughed to herself as she spoke.
Along with the laughter came tears falling on the photo frame.
"But...if it were you, you would definitely be able to do better."
