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Mosquitoes fly leisurely like chaotic lines in the night sky.

On the ground, Teacher Pulin, who had brought back his white gloves, was still alone. When he came to a traffic light, he chose to stop. It was clearly a green light and he should go through it.

In fact, just half a day ago, an old man collapsed in front of this traffic light, and he died before the ambulance could reach him.

Teacher Pulin stood here silently as the red and green lights changed again and again. If it hadn't been late at night, he would probably be regarded as a weirdo standing like this, right?

In the night sky, the flying mosquito had circled around the area countless times. Finally, it had to stop on the street lamp and lie down boredly. It was not until Teacher Pulin took another step that it became sick [ . ]

It seemed to fly up again, making an annoying buzzing sound, and followed Teacher Pulin.

Teacher Pu Lin didn't seem to notice what was following behind him, so he continued to walk slowly. He seemed exhausted, and his walking speed also slowed down... I don't know how long it took, Pu Lin

Teacher Lin suddenly stopped.

At this time, he came to a very old house... In fact, this house was not only old, it even looked like no one had lived in it for a long time.

Teacher Pulin walked into the door of the house and pushed it gently. The door made a creaking sound and then opened. An old smell followed. It has indeed been a long time since anyone has lived here. Will it?

There were piles all around, but there were very clear footprints on the ground.

Mosquitoes also flew into the room. Teacher Pulin still didn't notice. His body became more and more stooped, and even reached the point where he could not walk. He had to hold on to the wall, and finally came to a layer of skin that had been covered with insects.

On the chewed up sofa.
Chapter completed!