Chapter 125 - 23_4
What about above my head?
Xue Liangliang looked up at the ceiling to see the usual old-style house beam design, unreachable by hand unless he found some tools.
But to search for tools in those residential houses?
The thought of those women sitting behind the doors of the houses sent a chill down Xue Liangliang’s spine, preferring to stay right where he was rather than having to pass them and rummage around their rooms...
"Hmm?"
However, after circling around, upon reaching the entrance, Xue Liangliang was surprised to discover that the woman who had been kneeling there holding a porcelain vase had vanished.
The porcelain vase was nowhere to be found as well.
This sudden change filled Xue Liangliang with horror once again; the woman he had followed all the way here had become the most familiar "thing" in this place.
Her disappearance meant he was back to wandering and loneliness.
He wanted to search for the woman, to see if she had simply moved to a different spot to kneel or gone elsewhere, but as he prepared to walk towards the doorway, even though he was still some distance from it, the feeling of suffocation returned!
Yet previously, just by stepping inside, this sensation had dissipated.