After many years, every time I think of this, I will involuntarily think about what I am. And every time I mention it with my friends, they will always use a playful attitude to question the authenticity of what I said.

If the previous memories can be attributed to the long-standing vague memories, we can question the truth and falsehood. Only this thing can be sworn to heaven to ensure the absolute authenticity of the matter. It was so profound in my mind that I still missed it for so many years.

There is a friend in my QQ who has known each other for many years. Although I have never had a blog, I can talk about everything in the chat dialog box.

At that time, I changed to a new phone. At this time, I worked for a month before I got it, which was the first one in my life. Just then, after this friend learned about it, he said that he wanted to see what the phone looked like and he also had plans to change it.

So I took a photo of my new phone with enthusiasm and sent it over. After a while, I received her message. The content of the message she sent was a bit beyond my expectations. She said: "Look at the photos you sent, what is on the screen of the phone?" Although there was only one short sentence, maybe I got to know each other for a long time and became familiar with each other. When I looked at the usage of chat texts that were different from usual, I still felt that she was uneasy and afraid.

I suddenly felt confused... The screen of my phone was not turned on, so what else could it be? At most, it would reflect my appearance. I am not a handsome guy. As for being so surprised? Or would I want to tease me.

So I clicked on the pictures I posted with a sense of curiosity. Note that I opened the pictures I posted with me. There is no possibility that my friend would tease me by paging pictures, unless her skills are already so superb.

As the transition animation was completed, the screen enlarged the photos I posted. My pupils contracted slightly, and my right hand holding the phone trembled slightly, and I felt a little unbelievable that the photos in front of me were real.

I can't be sure what it is, is it a human, a ghost, or a unknown species. It was a face, a very blurry face that could not tell what it was. However, strangely, the whole shadow was not very real, but the eyes and mouth on it were so clear. His eyes were very hollow, giving me a deep feeling, and my mouth opened slightly, as if I was shouting something. He suddenly appeared in the upper right part of the screen, close to the boot button.

I raised my head, hoping to find this thing. However, the white ceiling had nothing but a few spider webs. Looking at the black shadow, it was actually not a reflection, but more like a mark, similar to the fingerprints left after using the mobile phone screen. In short, I can't be sure what it was. If something was printed accidentally, then why is it so coincidental and so similar to a human face?

What is even more confusing and puzzled is that I was taking another mobile phone on it, and my reflection that should have appeared in the upper and lower half of the mobile phone did not appear at all, only the black blur.

Although things are full of doubts, at least I am still alive, maybe that's enough.

I am human!
Chapter completed!