Three months after I moved into Old River Bend, the old lady next door died. While I was helping clear out her belongings, I found a diary.
The first page read: “My daughter died three years ago. The person living next door to me is a ghost.”
But I knew there was something wrong with her daughter from the very first day, because I’m a ghost, too.
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物业让我们离开
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text
Chapters
9
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Status
Completed
