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"Cough, cough, cough..."

In the dark room, the man slowly propped himself up from the messy bed. He pulled up the hood behind him and put it on, covering his sleepy curls.

There was a loud noise of cars passing by outside the window, but the man was used to it. He stared blankly at the opposite wall for a while, and then got out of bed like a sluggish old man.

He coughed and groped in the dark, and finally touched the button on the main box, and a sudden blue light lit up, becoming the only light source in this small "garbage house".

The man opened a desktop computer that was extremely inconsistent with this room.

He sat hunched over, his wide sleeveless vest fitted tightly against his back, framing his somewhat overly pronounced spine.

But it is such a person, in such a messy rental room where cockroaches and mice gather, when he can't afford any living expenses, he actually uses a very expensive ROG.

The computer was in sleep state just now, and after it was turned on, the screen jumped out of the previous page - it was an audio with subtitles, and it was the man's own voice.

"Hello, fans and friends of the Pioneer, I am the anchor Xie Jin. First of all, I want to thank everyone for your support and waiting. I have thought about it for a long time. In order to make up for the regrets in the past, I decided to come back to explore the spirit alone..."

The audio on the screen repeated over and over again, and a faint blue light shone on Xie Jin's pale face, without a trace of blood.

He doesn't even have the courage to face the camera now. Under the greasy strands of hair are his slightly sunken eye sockets. The slightly congested eyeballs have lost their former luster, and often stare at one place in a daze.

The team's accident two years ago made Xie Jin, who was in his early thirties, collapse all of a sudden. Even if his photos are put on the Internet now, no one will believe that this thin man will be the high-spirited man with good looks and good looks. Xie Jin, a well-known eloquent anchor for spirit exploration.

There was a photo frame next to the expensive computer, and inside it was a group photo. Xie Jin hesitated for a while, but couldn't help but rubbed the inferior wooden photo frame in his hand.

He looked at the familiar faces in the photos, his nose suddenly became sour, and regrets welled up countless times in his heart - it's a pity that the people above are no longer there.

And this is all his fault.

There was a sudden knock on the door outside the door, accompanied by the loud voice of the landlord entering the house. This sudden sound made Xie Jin, who was still immersed in grief just now, suddenly shudder.

"Open the door! I know you're inside, how long have you owed me the rent? You can't be too much of a man!" The landlord didn't let him go, and slammed the crumbling rusty iron door.

Xie Jin in the bedroom hurriedly turned off the computer screen. While trying to create an atmosphere where he was not at home, he prayed in his heart that the landlord could leave earlier today.

"Fuck, it's bad luck!" The landlord kicked the poor iron door heavily, and finally let it go after he uttered a foul language, "Give you another week, the last week, if you don't pay the rent, I will lead someone to break the door, if you know each other. Just pack up and get out of here!"

Xie Jin covered his mouth and stuck it on the bedroom door without making a sound. When he heard the sound of the landlord pulling his shoes away from the door, he put a heart in his throat down.

With his back against the door, he slid helplessly on the ground. He was almost penniless, and his stomach, which had not eaten for a long time, was already numb from hunger.

Xie Jin wanted to cry, the unsmooth work and the pressure of life swallowed him like a bottomless pit.

He felt like an ant in the corner, and now even a small stone can easily crush him to death.

But this is the consequence that he should bear after his own mistakes, how can he blame it all on others?

Reaching out and wiping his face, Xie Jin grabbed the door handle and propped himself up from the ground. After making sure that there was no one outside the door, he went downstairs and came to the small shop on the corner.

"...Old, boss, make a call." Xie Jin took out a fifty-cent coin from his pocket and put it on the glass case. After getting the boss's acquiescence, he touched the old green landline and dialed a number.

After a long wait, the phone finally got through, and an elderly man answered the phone: "Hello, who is it?"

"...It's me, Dad." Xie Jin shook his lips, and finally called out the name he hadn't said for many years, "It's me, Xie Jin."

There was silence on the other end of the phone, and the sound of children laughing in the man's house could be vaguely heard. Xie Dongyuan snorted, his attitude was a little indifferent, "Call me suddenly, what's the matter?"

"Well, can you... lend me a few hundred dollars, and I will return it to you as soon as possible." Xie Jin gritted his teeth and cheekily said the last thing he wanted to say.

He subconsciously clenched his fists, and his untrimmed nails pierced into the flesh of his palm, making him more awake than ever.

As if he was afraid that Xie Dongyuan would hang up the phone at any time, Xie Jin decided to go all out. He continued to explain with a shy face: "Recently, work is not doing well, but there are already companies interested in signing me, and I can return the money at the end of the month at the earliest. You! That... Dad."

"Xie Jin." Xie Dongyuan interrupted him, "Is this how you took care of yourself after your mother died? You are already in your thirties."

The implication is that he is already thirty years old, and he still has the nerve to call his old father to ask for living expenses. Would it be embarrassing?

"I'm sorry..." Xie Jin bit his lower lip, and his cheeks became hot with shame because of this reprimand-like answer, "I called you suddenly to cause trouble... Say hello to Aunt Wang for me."

As he said that, he was about to hang up the phone, but when he was about to put the microphone back to its original position, Xie Dongyuan stopped him: "Wait, let's use the IC card."

"...Yes, thank you." The tears that had been held back for a long time finally stopped rolling in the eyes, and the tears trickled down Xie Jin's thin cheeks.

Wronged, unwilling, regretful, ashamed... There were too many emotions mixed in, even he himself couldn't tell why he was crying.

Due to physical reasons, he can no longer maintain normal communication with people, especially when facing many people, he can't even stand in the crowd. The sequelae of the accident two years ago have already invaded his bone marrow.

Xie Jin would panic and tremble. He couldn't look directly into other people's eyes, but because of the pressure of life, he could only endure this fear and submit his resume to major self-media companies, but so far there is only one company gave a response.

It was Tan Jiang's local company. Although the response mentioned that it would consider signing Xie Jin, the company whose name starts with M also made a request. Xie Jin needed to go to a place alone to broadcast live.

That night, Xie Jin received a call from Xie Dongyuan of 1,000 yuan. He gave the 700 yuan as part of the rent to the landlord first, and promised that he would find a way to get the rest of the money together, hoping to give him some more time. .

With the remaining 300 yuan, Xie Jin used part of it to buy a box of instant noodles. When the soft noodles came out of the pot, he almost shed tears again.

How long has it been since you couldn't eat a complete meal? Xie Jin couldn't remember clearly, he couldn't even taste the noodles while he was gorging, only the steaming noodle soup could temporarily satisfy his empty body and mind.

The audio he posted was still repeating endlessly on the computer screen, but the comment section and the number of clicks were surprisingly popular—but most of them were here to scold Xie Jin.

Since it was released yesterday, the backstage of his private messages has almost been maxed out. If he clicks on any one, it will be an unsightly obscene word, or vicious curses.

If this happened two years ago, Xie Jin might have explained a few words for himself, but now he has learned to accept everything, he will shrink behind the screen alone, accepting the malice from everyone.

Even among them, there are too many trolls who follow the trend without knowing the situation of the year.

The lights in the room were still not turned on, and Xie Jin slid the mouse aimlessly. Although his thoughts were empty, his eyes caught the strangeness of the ceiling—a small round black shadow emerged from nowhere, just floating like that. floated toward him in the air.

"Chirp? You're here." Instead of being afraid, Xie Jin stretched out a finger to let the black shadow climb up. The black shadow that was not as big as a palm turned into a black cat the size of a fist after touching Xie Jin.

"Chirp!" The black cat contentedly rubbed the scar on Xie Jin's wrist, and rolled towards Xie Jin, revealing his round belly.

"Where did you go to play? Your stomach is full." Xie Jin poked Jiu's stomach, showing a long-lost smile on his face, "Let me tell you, I also have a full stomach today."

While the black cat tilted his head suspiciously, he pointed to the residue in the bowl: "Today, I brazenly asked Xie Dongyuan for money... Otherwise, I might really starve myself to death because of my incompetence."

Xie Jin seemed to be talking to himself, and confided in front of the black cat who was an abnormal organism, "Also, I decided to agree to the assessment of M Company, and go to that abandoned amusement park alone to search for spirits. It's my last hope."

"Chirp!" The black cat jumped onto his shoulder and rubbed its small head against his sunken cheek. Xie Jin was a little itchy from being rubbed, but he didn't take it off, allowing it to play happily.

"I promised my mother to live a good life, and besides, I can't continue to be decadent, right? Help me." Xie Jin rubbed the black cat's head with his fingertips. He opened the drawer and found the copy of the copy issued by M company. The spirit-seeking information sent over.

On the innermost side of the folder were two round-trip air tickets to Celebration State sent to him by Company M. Seeing that the folder revealed a large gap, he immediately jumped off Xie Jin's shoulder and jumped in.

"Chirp, no." Xie Jin took out the black cat and carefully put away the two tickets.

He wasn't completely sure that he wouldn't encounter danger during this trip, but he knew that if he didn't give it a try, his already messy life would really be unsustainable.

The abandoned amusement park that the company sent him to is located in Celebration State, more than 600 kilometers away. It is rumored that there have been many murders after the amusement park was abandoned. At least three children lost their lives because of unknown reasons.

"Even the locals think it's an ominous place?" Xie Jin muttered, and turned a page of the information in his hand. The corpse of the girl in the giant view appeared in his eyes unexpectedly, giving Xie Jin an unspeakable sensory stimulation .

"What is the background of the investigation team of M Company? You can get this kind of autopsy photos..." Xie Jinqiang held back the discomfort in his heart. His stomach was churning after eating, and he always felt that he could smell the rotten corpse through the photos. smell.

The black cat also came over and unceremoniously left its paw prints on the photo. There was an inexplicable sense of disdain on the face that was so dark that the facial features could not be seen clearly.

"You're right, Chirp." Xie Jin put away the information and didn't look at it again, "You'll know what's going on when you go."

Two days later, Xie Jin was on a plane to Celebration State.Before he set off, he was finally willing to take care of his image, shaved off the stubble growing on his chin, and cut the hair that covered his eyes. The thin face here can still vaguely see the shadow of his younger years.

However, Xie Jin still had strong psychological resistance and physical reactions when facing the crowd. He covered himself under the wide brim of the hat, and the mask firmly blocked his face. Even if he wrapped himself tightly, during the time on the plane It also made him feel tormented.

After more than an hour's flight, Xie Jin rushed to the bathroom to vomit crazily after landing. When there was nothing but acid water left in his stomach, he got on the airport bus.

The airport bus can go directly to the Abandoned Paradise, and Company M kindly arranged a hotel there for him.

This hotel is nearly 10 kilometers away from the abandoned amusement park, and because it is next to the park, the hotel business seems to be not very prosperous.

Reluctantly, the funds were limited. After Xie Jin stammered and negotiated with the hotel owner, the owner probably thought he was pitiful and reluctantly agreed to send him there for 100 yuan.

And promised to wait for him there for two hours, if Xie Jin can't come out by then, then he can only ask for blessings.

When Xie Jin returned to the room to pack his equipment, he still couldn't forget the meaningful eyes of the boss just now: "Young man, you must have thought it over, do you really want to go in?"

"Yes, I... have to go."

When everything was arranged properly, it was already half past ten in the evening. Xie Jin brought enough equipment and got on the innkeeper's electric tricycle.

Destination - Celebration State Abandoned Amusement Park!

The last straw that breaks an adult's spine is borrowing money... The down-and-out adult Xie Jin goes online

A small reading guide: Xie Jin’s personality changed drastically due to the incident two years ago. (Reminiscences 161-166) The attitude he showed at the beginning of the article was based on a flattering personality and extreme social fear, which is why he insisted on doing Internet research. The reason why Ling live broadcasts instead of doing daily life is not because don’t want to, but because I’m afraid of contacting people. If you like this story, please bookmark and accept it~