The little devil's pale hands were pressed against the mirror, and the whites of his eyes were red as if they were filled with blood, making his eyes look as if they were soaked in blood.
He rolled his eyes, seemingly searching for Xia Linyin's figure.
At this moment, the female ghost seemed to call out to the little ghost. The little ghost turned his head and glanced at the female ghost, then gave up looking at himself in the mirror and floated back to his seat.
Xia Linyin breathed a sigh of relief and quickly covered the mirror with the black cloth again.
She went to the door, turned the doorknob a few times, and as expected, the door was locked.
So, she's trapped in this room?
The thought of smashing the mirror and leaving the room flashed through Xia Linyin's mind, but then she shook her head and chuckled. Would the same old tricks be played twice in a row?
Perhaps, but there is currently no evidence to confirm this speculation.
There was a private bathroom in the room. Xia Linyin looked in the mirror. The mirror in the bathroom was normal. She saw that her face was a little pale and she didn't look well.
After leaving the bathroom, Xia Linyin walked to the window again and pushed it hard. Just like the windows of a large hotel, it was impossible to open.
After scanning the room, Xia Linyin began searching for any useful clues, even looking at places like the base of the lamp.
Like a detective at a crime scene.
Finally, she found a diary in the cabinet.
A diary that provided a wealth of information that helped Xia Linyin understand her identity and situation.
"July 18th, weather: sunny. Ashuai gave me his lollipop. He asked me why I always liked to be alone and not play with them. I didn't want to talk to him, so I gave the lollipop back to him. Then Ashuai cried."
"July 19th, Weather: Cloudy. It rained today, and I'm in a bad mood because Fatty and her friend pushed me and got my skirt dirty. Oh, and they also stole my hair clip."
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"July 25th, weather: sunny. I saw Fatty kiss Ashuai, and Ashuai cried. Fatty then ran over and pushed me. My hand was cut by a rock and bled a lot. The director asked me what happened, and Fatty told him that I fell down by myself."
"July 26th, weather: sunny. The dean found that a lot of candy was missing from the bottle, and then the dean found a lot of candy wrappers in my desk. The dean told me that I would not be able to eat candy anymore unless I apologized to everyone. But I didn't take the candy, so I won't apologize. I know that Fatty and her friends ate all the candy. They put the empty candy wrappers in my desk. I saw Fatty smile at me. They called me a thief."
"August 10th, weather: cloudy. I don't want to apologize or talk. Even if everyone calls me a thief, I think they are all idiots. Ah Shuai no longer gives me candy. He thinks I'm a bad girl, just like everyone else. He also thinks I'm stupid, that I can't laugh, cry, or make a fuss. So he started secretly kissing me behind Pang Mei's back. I realized that he used to give me candy just to kiss me."
"August 17th, Weather: Rain. Ah Shuai stole a kiss from me and Fatty saw it. Fatty and her friends beat me up, my skirt got dirty again, and I was all wet. The director scolded me. I suddenly laughed, and the director was startled. I don't want to see Fatty anymore. I think she's so annoying. She always hits me for no reason."
"December 20th, weather: cloudy. Fatty saw the chocolate in my hand, snatched it away, and asked me where it came from. I told her I took it from a mouse hole. It's almost winter, and the mice have hidden lots of food in their burrows. Fatty was very happy because she realized I wasn't lying. There really were lots of delicious things in the mouse hole, and the stuff I took out filled a whole bag."
"December 24th, weather: cloudy. The dean was very angry because her books were chewed up by mice, and there was mouse droppings in the cabinet."
"December 27th, weather: rain. Fatty died, she ate rat poison. She ate the bread the director used to poison rats, and then she died. Fatty vomited a lot of white foam. Her friends were terrified when they saw her vomiting white foam, and they kept crying and making a lot of noise."
"December 30th, Weather: Sunny. The sun came out today, the sunshine was great, and I was in a good mood because no one would get my skirt dirty, and no one would bother me watching the ants move house."
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"March 2nd, Weather: Sunny. The director told us to change into clean clothes and to be sweet-talking, because uncles and aunts would be coming over later. If we were adopted by them, we would have parents and a warm home. I don't want to be adopted. I just want to find my own parents and make them... regret it."
A handsome uncle and a beautiful aunt wanted to adopt me. I overheard the orphanage director telling them that my personality wasn't great, that I was a bit eccentric, and that I was a bit too old to be adopted. The director wanted to offer them another girl, but they only wanted to adopt me because they thought I was very pretty and cute, and very quiet and well-behaved—not noisy at all. They liked children like that.
"June 7th, Weather: Sunny. I thought I would never keep a diary again, but I never expected that three years later I would pick it up again. My mom and dad are very good to me, and I have gradually come to like them, even though I didn't call them Mom and Dad until last year. I think I should open my heart to accept them and treat them as my real mom and dad, so I have started to try to learn how to love my parents."
But just then, Mom got pregnant. When she confirmed the news, she fainted from joy because the doctor had told her she couldn't conceive. Dad was also very happy, saying I was their lucky star.
"August 1st, weather: rain. I've become an invisible person in this family, or more accurately, a superfluous person. I think my younger brother is so noisy, he cries all day long, but my parents dote on him. I want to cry too, but my mother will say that I'm scaring my brother, and they don't like noisy children."
"January 5th, Weather: Sunny. Xia Xuan likes to stick to me a lot, but I don't like him, I even hate him. Mom always says that I don't treat my younger brother well, but I just don't want to talk to him. Today I saw my younger brother standing at the bottom of the stairs, and I wanted to push him down, but he called me 'sister' like an idiot and laughed so happily. I hesitated for a while and then withdrew my hand."
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