Christina wouldn’t shut up for a short time.

After hanging up the phone with the skinny son, I hesitated for half a day, or I did not know whether I should call my parents and sister.

This hesitation lasted for a long time before I made up my mind.

The phone call was first addressed to my sister.

When the phone rang twice, it was hung up.

I stood there and the phone got the news.

My sister was in class and couldn’t answer the phone.

I watched this message a bit luridly.

At this time, I remembered that ordinary people go to work and go to school, but they are not as fishy as we have recently, and they always think of spiritual things.

I was in doubt and called my parents.

My mother answered the phone, her tone was normal, and asked me how I was playing outside.Her voice was tense and her mood was not right.

My heart raised it.

Although this is the situation I imagined, my sister's kind was unexpected to me.

I hesitated and asked, “Mom, how are you doing there?”“Are you and Dad okay?”

There was no answer on the phone.

My heart is raised higher, and I am about to come out of my throat.

“It’s all right, as before.You haven't been out for long, so what can you do?"Mother answered perfunctorily, hesitated, or said, "It is very noisy outside, I don't know who is playing songs, put them for a long time, or foreign songs."Your father said he was going to find a neighborhood response.I’m afraid he’s arguing with people.On the first floor, the one who lives alone, just scolded for a while.”

I froze again.

This reaction was unexpected to me.

I just now see how complicated the situation is.

I had forgotten before that, even if I heard Christina’s voice, some people would firmly believe that it was just a hallucination, just a song played elsewhere, not a phenomenon.

I dare not tell my mother that this is a haunt, I can only comfort a few words, let them not bother.

If everyone goes to the neighborhood committee to react, the old men and women in the neighborhood committee and the community begin to find the culprit of the noise disturb the people, this matter is afraid that this matter will not be hidden.

Or... keep it that way for a while.

I also have no way to delay, waiting for Wu Ling to come up with a solution.

Hang up the phone, Guo Yujie motioned for me to look at the Internet.

The situation on the internet was as I had expected.

The social homepage, the latest updates of the latest content are all about Christina.

"I found out that today is Christina Farring's anniversary."

“I didn’t know there were Cristina fans in the country.I heard her song in the subway."

“This is a ghost, okay?No one sings!The song is in my head!”

"It's horrible!My girlfriend and I watched a movie at home and heard someone singing.I thought my girlfriend was singing!The groaning!It's haunted!"

"Man, know you have a girlfriend, don't show up."

“Is your girlfriend called Little Right?”It's horrible to hear the little right-hand song."

"There's a ghost in this world."

“Am I alone, I noticed?Something is wrong this year.”

“Resurrected Spirit!Old treasures are coming out!The winner gets to heaven!”

"It's a little scary. [fearful] [fearful]"

How long will she sing?I work at night and I want to sleep."

“Listen to Christina’s song for the first time!”

“The day after the invincible!Long live the next day!”

“Will there be other ghosts?”

I like Charlie Washington.Will the king sing to me in my head?”

“To hear singing directly in your head can also directly kill people’s brains?”

“Ask for a thorn.Ask for a mirror.”

“I’ve already been incense at the temple here at our house.God's blessing.Fuck the fuckers!”

"My friend, Buddhism is also foreign."

...

The news on the Internet is very fast, there are few panics, and the brain is wide open and the problem is a lot of it from one hundred and eighty thousand miles away.

New, exciting, and thought...

I felt a bad feeling in the clutter of information.

They are not afraid of ghosts.

They wonder what ghosts are like and what ghosts can do.

They want to see more ghosts...

I hit a rouse.

The smell in the room changed again.

I turned back at the same time as Gideon.

Han Yun ghosted, I don't know when he ran back.

The fascination on him had changed, more intensely than before.

I saw Han Yun’s hand aflag, and a tangible pussy appeared on his finger.The yin changes in shape, rabbits, tigers, little people... such techniques, I have seen in the ghost king of the future world.

I was surprised in my heart.

Is it not the node of the world changing that comes through the ghost kings, it is Christina who made this thing?

"I've become stronger."Han Yun said, the tone is not happy.

With his words, I felt more yin coming out nearby.

There are many in the amount of niggers, not one or two ghosts, and the range is not even in the hotel.

These ghosts from the fire to the spotlight, would have been only face to face will be found, even face to face may be ignored by me in the past ghosts, suddenly become so vivid, constantly showing their existence.

In contrast, Christina's pussy, after a surge, showed a sign of subside.

I touched my chest and subconsciously shouted Christina twice.

The song became glamorous, with sadness.

She sings, she can’t seem to sing anymore.

That kind of sadness touches people’s hearts.

In that silence, I found that the world was quiet.

Christina sighed and laughed again.

“The last one.”

I heard Christina’s voice.

The song came back and came back to singing.

I listened to Christina’s voice.

The song ends with the song.

And I will always love the world.

After repeating the same line twice, the voice went down.

Christina's fascination gradually disappeared.

I waited until I returned to God and found that Christina had completely disappeared.

I touched my chest again.

Wu Ling and Liu Miao returned to the room, and Wu Ling held up their mobile phones.

I saw the South.

“The mark is gone.”South Korea pushed his glasses.

“Missed completely?”I asked.

“It seems to be.”South Palace nodded its head.

Wu Ling said, "She may have used all her strength to finish this thing."

But...

Not many people are listening to Christina sing.

I suddenly thought of this and looked at my own phone screen.

"That's great."

“I thought about my grandmother.I want to hear her speak."

“Shut up, is it all gone?”

"The miracle is over."

"The phantom thing is over."

“Is this a global collective illusion?”

Few admired Christina’s voice.

I felt Christina’s sigh in my head.

It’s over...Christine’s everything is over.

And then there’s the mess she left behind.