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The Senior Sister said that her friend, who could also be considered an online acquaintance, met someone on a forum back in 2006. There were many popular forums at that time, but they are rarely seen now. They shared common interests and had great conversations. However, there was a period when this online friend was offline for a long time. After about a month, they suddenly posted something on the forum.
The post's title was: "Who is she really?"
Curious, the Senior Sister clicked on it, only to find that the content was blank. So, she reached out to her online friend to ask what had happened and why they hadn't been active on the forum for so long.
The online friend then explained that during this time, he had encountered many inexplicable events.
Before this, he had been a soldier. Prior to enlisting, he had a girlfriend with whom he had been in a relationship for three years. Their bond was very strong, and they promised to get married once he returned from service and to be together forever. The time he disappeared from the forum coincided with his discharge from the military.
After returning home, he immediately sought out his girlfriend, but she was very cold towards him and even claimed not to know him. This left him both angry and anxious; how could she say she didn't know him after all they had shared? Had she forgotten their time by West Lake?
No matter how he tried to reason with her, she insisted she did not recognize him. Initially, he thought perhaps she had moved on to someone else, which is not uncommon after three years apart. However, upon further reflection, he realized it couldn't be that simple. Just half a month before his discharge, they had been in close contact; his girlfriend even joked about being ready to wear a wedding dress for him.
After that day, their communication abruptly stopped, and her attitude changed completely.
He thought something must have happened during those two weeks; otherwise, she wouldn't treat him this way.
He asked around but no one could provide any insight into his girlfriend's unusual behavior. Just when he was feeling hopeless, his girlfriend's father suddenly came to see him. They were quite familiar with each other since he had long regarded him as his future son-in-law. The reason for his visit was that he felt something was off with his daughter. He couldn't pinpoint what was different, but he felt she wasn't the same person anymore.
Despite her appearance, mannerisms, habits, and even her voice and speech rate remaining unchanged, every time he saw his daughter now, it felt like looking at someone else.
Hearing the Father-in-law say this made the online friend reconsider and observe his girlfriend from a distance. After some time, he too noticed that she indeed seemed different from before. Just as her father said, everything appeared the same but somehow felt different.
This was something difficult to explain; it made no sense and couldn't be articulated clearly. The online friend even entertained wild thoughts about whether his girlfriend had been turned into a clone. Such a sci-fi scenario clearly didn't belong in this era. Even I couldn't help but laugh at the absurdity of it; perhaps he'd read too many Wesley novels.
In the Wesley series, there is a story where leaders from many countries around the world are cloned. The real ones die, and the clones take over power. This hidden organization of clones intends to play a grand game. Ni Kuang did not write about the outcome of this game, but if you think about it carefully, it is understandable why countries strictly prohibit cloning research.
This kind of technology is indeed somewhat anti-human; once it spreads widely, it would undoubtedly cause unprecedented chaos.
In the end, the internet user, exhausted and out of options, returned to the forum and posted a blank message. He didn't know how to describe the situation and understood that no one would believe him.
Senior Sister, after hearing the user's account, was also quite surprised. Could a person with identical physical and psychological traits to someone from before really be another person? This is a plot that only appears in science fiction; she couldn't make sense of it. She heard someone say that a freshman knew some capable individuals who might be able to solve this mystery.
After listening, I pondered for a moment and then told her, "It's not impossible. If it's possession, as it's commonly referred to, it indeed cannot be distinguished from physical characteristics. Only those who have practiced or have special constitutions can feel the differences. However, based on your description, she doesn't seem to have done anything strange. Normally, possessed individuals would act in ways that are vastly different from their usual behavior due to the influence of evil spirits; some might even become violent, like committing murder or self-harm."
Senior Sister exclaimed and asked, "Can you tell if someone is possessed?"
I hesitated for a moment and then nodded, saying, "Yes."
Senior Sister was very pleased and said, "Then come with me to take a look; maybe she really is possessed!"
I gave a wry smile and said, "If she is truly possessed, I would be even more afraid to go. Being able to identify it and being able to deal with it are two different things; I won't exorcise spirits..."
Senior Sister pouted and said, "Why are you so timid? I'm just asking you to take a look; if it doesn't work out, we can just come back. Oh, are you worried about not making any money? Just tell me how much you want!"
This wasn't really about money at all, but Senior Sister was insistent and even took out a stack of cash to shove into my hands. Normally, I would have been angry at such behavior of throwing money around. But at that moment, I didn't react; looking at the money in my hands, I felt unexpectedly tempted. Under Senior Sister's persuasion, I agreed to accompany her to take a look. Since classes were starting tomorrow, I even promised to resolve this matter overnight.
Looking back afterward, I realized I was truly bewitched at that moment to so easily trust a stranger.
Once outside the school gate, Senior Sister hailed a Rent car. Looking at her delicate profile, I suddenly remembered that I hadn't asked her name yet. Senior Sister introduced herself as Liu Qingyu.
Liu Qingyu... I repeated it, and it sounded quite nice, reminiscent of the early nineties Wuxia films. But upon further reflection, it felt like a return to the era of My Fair Princess. After all, among Little Swallow's good friends, there are the Liu siblings, Liu Hong.
Liu Xuejie laughed heartily and said that I had quite an imagination. I also laughed and jokingly said, "You smell so good; did you put on perfume?"
Liu Xuejie grinned and replied, "I won't tell you."
Her online friend lived in a neighboring city. We rented a car and sped along the road. Two hours later, we got out near a self-built house. Liu Xuejie said that the woman lived here. Looking at the high-rise compound in front of me, I helplessly said, "If she doesn't come out, I won't be able to identify her."
Liu Xuejie seemed to have anticipated this and pulled me to the back of the building. She then opened a window and gestured for me to climb in. I strongly opposed it, saying that if we entered this way, we would be mistaken for thieves. Liu Xuejie said, "Why are you being so fussy? You're not acting like a man at all. Her parents work outside during the day and usually won't come back; she's home alone. What are you afraid of? Even if we're caught, we can run away!"
I hesitated a bit. Liu Xuejie moved closer to me, her fragrance becoming more intense as she said, "Please, she's so pitiful; she said she's been crying for days. Just show some kindness and help by taking a look inside. No matter if it can be resolved or not, let's at least check it out first."
My heart softened as I said, "Alright then, just one glance. But let me make it clear that I might not be able to solve this kind of problem."
Liu Xuejie nodded happily, and then we both climbed through the window that was over a meter high. This was one of the downsides of rural self-built houses: they had poor security awareness; the windows were so low that even a dog could easily jump up. To save money and avoid gossiping behind their backs, very few people would actively install security screens.
Once inside, we found ourselves in the kitchen. Liu Xuejie walked to the door, glanced upstairs, and then waved at me. Since we were already here, there was nothing to fear. I followed her up the stairs.
Although summer had passed, the weather was still warm, and Liu Xuejie wasn't dressed heavily. Her slender figure looked somewhat alluring in her thin clothes. For some reason, I suddenly felt an urge to hold her tightly. This impulse made my heart race with heat. The next moment, I felt a chill in my chest and broke out in a cold sweat.
Liu Xuejie, seemingly unaware of my turmoil, had already led me to the second floor. After stopping, she pointed to one of the bedrooms and said, "She's in there; go take a look."
I responded with an "Oh" and obediently walked over without considering how she could be so sure that someone was inside the closed bedroom.
These gaps in logic only became clear to me afterward; at that moment, my mind was focused on just one thought: "Go take a look and leave after just one glance."
After a few seconds, I stood in front of the bedroom door, slowly turning the doorknob. This bold and abrupt action had surpassed reason; I instinctively resisted this behavior, yet my hand's movement did not waver. Just as I opened the door, a figure lunged at me from the opposite side. Caught off guard, I was knocked to the ground and instinctively pushed back. My hands met something cold and sticky, and a strong smell of blood hit my nose.
The person on top of me was forcefully pushed away by me. As I sat up and took in my surroundings, I was stunned.
Lying on the floor was a female corpse, her eyes wide open as if she had seen something unbelievable. Her body was covered in congealed blood, especially the cut on her neck, which looked like a mouth gaping open. How could there be a dead person! My hair stood on end in shock, and then I heard a piercing scream behind me. Turning around, I saw Liu Xuejie collapse to the ground, seemingly fainted from fright.
I crawled back a bit and then slowly stood up. The sight of the female corpse was too horrifying to look at directly.
I didn't understand what had happened; all I knew was that I turned to try to wake Liu Xuejie. But before I could call her name, I heard the sound of a door opening downstairs. A man shouted someone's name with a strong voice and began walking upstairs.
I was at a loss for what to do and glanced at the window, wanting to jump out and escape. But upon further thought, this had nothing to do with me; I wasn't the one who killed her, so why should I run? Just as I hesitated, a middle-aged man had already come upstairs. When he saw me, he froze for a moment, then his gaze landed on the female corpse on the floor, suddenly letting out a frantic scream as he rushed over.
He picked up the corpse and wiped the blood off her face while crying loudly. A few seconds later, he stood up and found a thick stick from inside the room, charging at me like a madman.
I instinctively raised my hands to block it, feeling as if my arm might break from the impact. The piercing pain and confusion about this situation ignited waves of anger within me. I grabbed the stick from his hands and shouted, "I didn't kill her!"
The middle-aged man pulled back hard on the stick while gritting his teeth and asking, "When I left, both the door and windows were locked! My daughter had an accident half a month ago and couldn't move freely. I'd like to know how you got in here! If you didn't kill her, why is she so conveniently here in our home?"
I felt as if my head had been struck by lightning; this corpse had an accident half a month ago? But Liu Xuejie had clearly told me before that her online friend said there was nothing wrong with his girlfriend!
I instinctively looked down at Liu Xuejie, who lay unconscious at my feet—was she lying to me? Or had that online friend deceived her? In that moment, I felt like I had stumbled into a spider's web, trapped within it with no way out. That hidden black widow must have been watching me with cruel eyes as her foolish prey!
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