"Sixty-three years?"
"Has it been that long?"
A childish little ghost: "Sixty-three plus seven, I...I...Mom, Mom, I'm seventy this year?"
Jiang Suisui: "It's true that sixty-three years have passed, and we are all very sorry for what you've gone through!
That year, this building caught fire unexpectedly..."
"What do you mean by 'that year'? That was not an accidental fire!" The grumpy male ghost suddenly interrupted Jiang Suisui.
His eyes were red and filled with anger. "It was man-made. It was completely arson!"
Uncle Feng took over the conversation: "That's right. During the Mid-Autumn Festival that year, every household received a mooncake from the security guard.
That night, after eating mooncakes, everyone felt drowsy.
When we realized the fire was happening, we rushed downstairs with our families in our arms, only to find that the iron doors on every floor were locked, leaving us with no way to escape!
"We were burned alive!"
A female ghost cried out miserably, her voice filled with despair: "The fire is burning closer and closer, my child and I... It hurts so much, it really hurts so much!"
"There's gasoline everywhere, filling my nostrils." Another male ghost roared in despair.
"We had no options at all. The fire was so big, we couldn't get out."
"Dad, Mom, where are you? Guoguo is in so much pain!" The little ghost's crying tugged at everyone's heart.
All the ghosts seemed to be pulled back to the horrific fire scene, and the painful memories overwhelmed them like a surging tide.
Many people at the scene and in front of the live broadcast screen had tears in their eyes...
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