Lu Li floated out of the window on the second floor, and saw through the mottled glass that the faded long dress was busy with her back to the wall, as if an invisible silhouette was wearing it.

   The illusory outline disappeared, Lu Li appeared in the inner world through the real curtain, looking at the gray room, there was no outline and no clothes.

  The world in the ghost reflects everything except life. The absence of the faded maxi dress means it is a life in itself.

  Lu Li returned to the real world, just happened to turn his faded dress, and found the ghost peeking out of the window, floating out of the room in fright.

  Peng——

   The sound of the door slammed shut shook the window.

  Lu Li fell back to the street, and continued into the town with the snot and the miserable crowd.

   There was a faint warm light from the window of a house in front. Lu Li and the others came to the window and saw three clothes around the candle-lit dining table, a gray linen coat, a faded loose long skirt, and a children's clothes.

   "Good friends say they are talking." Snot said at this time.

   "What did they say?"

  Snot narrated with envy and longing: "Dad said to wish my dearest little Justin a happy birthday, and mother said that little Justin has grown up."

   In front of the dining table behind the window, the child's clothes with a body shape similar to that of a snot raised its sleeves and ran around the dining table. As if vaguely seeing a warm family of three celebrating their birthdays.

   "Mom said don't run away and come back for dinner, the boy said yes."

The child's clothes climbed up on its seat, the sleeves of the burlap coat playing the father's hand grabbed the knife and fork, cut it in the invisible plate, sent it to the plate in front of the child's clothes, and then continued to cut, and sent it to the mother who played the mother's dress. in the collar.

  Lu Li saw that the fork was a piece of cut fabric, and thought of the mountain of clothes he saw in Kazłowo Town.

   That's the "slaughterhouse" for clothes?

   "The child said someone outside the window—"

   At this time, the child's clothes holding a fork suddenly raised the empty cuffs and pointed to the window.

  Lu Li and they were found.

   "Dad" left his seat and went to the window as Lu Li calmly watched.

  Hula——

   It draws the curtains, blocking prying eyes from the street.

   That's all.

   It seems that the clothes are indifferent to their intrusion, unresponsive to the breath of humanity, and even ignore the evil spirit of the suffering crowd.

   Their reaction made Lu Li change his mind, knocking on the door with his snot.

   There was a rustling of clothes rubbing behind the door, and then the door opened. The light of the candles spilled onto the porch, the linen coat stood behind the door, and the long loose skirts and children's clothes at the dining table looked curiously.

   "Dad said who you are." Snot continued to translate.

   "We came from the outside world and wanted to know what happened in the town." Lu Li replied.

   The sleeves of the burlap coat pointed deep into town.

   "Dad said you go to the mayor yourself, and mom said the mayor will help you."

   "Do they have a tone."

   "What's the tone?" Nose asked, tilting his head, as if he got an answer from his good friend, "My good friend said that Dad is impatient and disgusted, and Mom is friendly and curious."

   is like the reaction of the host and hostess of the house to strangers.

"thanks."

   Lu Li's apology made them stunned, not closing the door until Lu Li returned to the street with his snot in his sackcloth coat.

   "You guys are waiting for me here."

  Lu Li approached the window where the hazy candlelight shone through the curtains, floated up, passed through the house wall and entered the second floor.

  Neatly quilted children's beds are placed in the corners of the pitched-roofed loft, and a wooden staircase leads from the luminous downstairs to the loft.

  The sound of the waves was cut off by the walls, the house was silent, and there was no family of three to live happily on their birthdays.

   In the eerie silence, Lu Li checked the bedside table, under the bed and under the pillow, and finally found a diary on the windowsill.

   "Justin's Diary"

  The cover of the blank note is scribbled.

  Above the attic, Lu Li opened the diary and read the notes of the boy named Justin by the shimmering light he radiated.

   It records Justin's daily life, and the carefreeness revealed by all the records clearly belongs to the old days - the children of the weird era don't play around, go to the beach to pick up shells, and go to the port to accompany their father to work.

The    diary only occupies half of the notes, and after a certain day, the daily routine stops abruptly, as if some kind of change has occurred.

  Lu Li knows what's going on: weird times have come.

   Maybe the three clothes downstairs are Justin's family of three?

   But not sure yet.

  Looking in the old days allows Lu Li to imagine countless possibilities, such as clothes playing the role of Justin's family of three, such as clothes stealing their souls and memories.

  After all, there is always a reason why the Twin Towns make the weirdo dare not set foot in——

   And these revitalized clothes are the key.

   "Are we wearing the clothes, or are the clothes wearing us?"

   Staring at the candlelight seeping towards the end of the stairs, Lu Li put the diary back in place, left the attic and returned to the street before the plants grew out of the gaps in the planks.

   They moved on, into the center of the town.

   "Flower Season" is temporarily suspended, the sea breeze blows the blood-colored dandelions, and clothes gradually appear in the streets.

   They are not surprised by the three figures of ghosts, weirdness, and evil spirits, just like they think they are human beings.

  Since the clothes were not surprised by Lu Li and the others, Lu Li was not surprised by them. He approached a husky linen shirt and asked about the situation in the town as if he were asking the residents.

  The snot recounted what a good friend said: The elderly welcome their arrival, this town welcomes foreigners, and this is a safe haven away from danger. Flower season is an annoying thing that floats from the blood-colored forest west of the town, but you can go to the mayor to get clothes, like an umbrella that blocks the rain.

  Lu Li didn't go to the mayor's place and didn't pick up any clothes. Following the chaotic and broken dream memory of the uninvited guest, Lu Li crossed the town and came to a tower-style sloping roof building.

   "Where is this place?"

   "Graveyard."

   Lu Li's line of sight jumped over the rusted fence and landed on the tombstone that stood slantingly in the dark.

  The broken memories of the uninvited guests resurfaced, and Lu Li allowed them to emerge endlessly like inspiration, without annihilating them with the crown of knowledge.

   When no more memories emerged, Lu Li flew over the fence with his snot.

  The afflicted crowd climbed over the fence, allowing the fence to pierce into the flesh, leaving the rust in their bodies.

   "Anyone here you know?"

"No."

   Lu Li wanted to confirm a possibility.

  A shadow now appears on the edge of the graveyard.

  The businessman brought the blood-stained note, Lu Li turned to the last page of the folds, and the penultimate line that had been covered with blood appeared:

  【We are nothing... we are nothing, it is keeping us in captivity...】

   There is no substantive clue, the only confirmation is that the owner of the note and the clothes mountain are indeed the food for the clothes.

  Lu Li continued to wander through the dark and desolate cemetery, stopping in front of a low, slender, lake-like tombstone.

  【R.I.P】

  【Justin Ray】

   is engraved with a line of text below.

  【——Our beloved rests here】