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She was alone in the whole manor.

Dolores cried for a while, wiped away her tears and stood at the door blankly, the cold wind made her cheeks ache, as if on fire, when she went back to the room, her cheeks were flushed and her eye sockets were wet, A little embarrassed.

After calming down, she sobbed and washed her face, went back to the house, put on a thick coat and scarf, and stepped on her boots to the stables.

When the door was opened, a hot stench came, but it was not unbearable, because the two horses would be cleaned regularly, and the stables would also be cleaned frequently.

As soon as Celie saw her, she immediately became restless and excited. It hadn't seen Dolores for a long time.

Celie is a docile black filly. Its cub has grown up and is also completely black. It is just next door to it, looking curiously at it.

"Sirie..."

Dolores hugged its head, stroked it, and passed her fingers through the black and smooth mane. Celie snorted and arched her arms, her big gentle eyes looked at it without blinking. looking at her.

She took it out of the stable and put it on the harness. Celie immediately understood that Dolores was going to take it out, and immediately kicked and jumped excitedly on the spot, shaking her head and being very happy.

Dolores quickly got on the horse and grabbed the rein.

She looked at Celie's child and said apologetically, "I'll take you out next time."

Dolores took out the white paper with the address written on it from her pocket, and firmly held it and the rein in her gloved palm.

She lightly pinched the horse's belly, and Xili didn't even need to yell, she rushed out impatiently.

Her heart was pounding with the bumps, and she didn't know whether it was excitement or nervousness.

The real estate of the Green sisters has been transferred to the Toland family. For so many years, it has neither been put up for auction nor processed. It just sits idle in the woods less than a mile from the Toland estate.

Being so close, but she didn't know about it, just like she knew nothing about everything closely related to her under the deliberate concealment of Uncle Mars.

She was so close to a corner of the truth.

Dolores gritted her teeth silently, feeling the cold winter wind blowing like a knife.

Riding a horse from the wide road to the gravel path, and then another path full of weeds, but there are still traces of a road that once existed.

This forest path can pass a car, go up the slope along the deserted road, and go deeper and deeper into the woods.

The bleak winter breath swept over all the trees, flowers and plants here. Stepping on the ground full of withered yellow grass and wet yellow mud with fallen leaves, Dolores looked at the tree trunks on both sides of the road with no leaves stretching straight to the pale sky. It seems that many pairs of slender hands are struggling to stretch upwards, overlapping and covering, dividing the sky into fine pieces, leaving only one in the middle showing the skylight.

Unprepared, Dolores turned a corner, and a villa that seemed to have been abandoned for a long time suddenly appeared at the end of the road.

The rusty iron gate isolated her. There were long chains and locks wrapped around the gate. They were all covered with a thick layer of rust, but they still seemed to be functioning and could not be broken easily.

Celie snorted for a long time, and walked around restlessly in place, her ponytail fluttering behind her, as if unwilling to move forward.

This is normal. After all, the house looks really old. Although the outline is complete, the erosion of the wind and sun makes it almost impossible to see its original white background, and the walls and roof are already covered with gloomy The creeping vines, whose leaves are now withered and yellow, undoubtedly added a bit of decay and horror to it.

Dolores looked at the closed black windows under the dead leaves, and immediately shuddered, bit her lip, and after a little hesitation, she got off her horse and tied Celie to the side of the road.

"Wait here for me."

She said softly, touching Celie's head, a lot of white mist floated from her pale lips.

Dolores took a deep breath of the cold air, and without hesitation she turned and walked towards the house that could be called a haunted house.

The fence was only three meters high, and she easily jumped over it and landed in the yard.

The plants here have been left unattended for many years, and they are in the woods again, almost crazily growing all over the yard, many of which can reach her waist.

After hesitating for a while, Dolores raised her hand for peace of mind, running over the weeds all over the ground with her thoughts, and uprooting them.Accompanied by the sound of the wind, the climbing vines that had covered the roof and the outer wall were peeled off, and with the rustling sound, a small hill was piled up outside the house.

After peeling off the heavy coat, this white forest villa can see a little bit of the old style. The light penetrates through the glass windows, which can somewhat brighten the interior.

Dolores walked up the steps, turned the rusty brass handle, and the moment she opened the door, a choking smell of dust rushed towards her from the room.

"Cough cough cough-"

Dolores coughed and waved her hands in front of her. She took off her gloves and covered her nose, stepped into the room, looked around, and unconsciously held her breath.

Nothing special, all the furniture in the house was covered with a layer of dust-proof white cloth, a thick layer of dust accumulated on the solid wood floor, and she could see the dust floating in the air when the light came in from the outside particles.

But this place is where her mother lived.

A strong emotion came to her heart suddenly, her chest heaved and fell, Dolores bit her lips tightly, and stared at it carefully with her moist eyes.

She waved her hand lightly, and the dustproof white cloths slid off the furniture and fell to the ground, creating a burst of smoke.

In this unclear field of vision, the exquisite furnishings and ornaments in the house were revealed one by one in front of her, making her nose sour, and tears soon accumulated in her eyes.

Mother.....

She looked around like sleepwalking, and slowly walked into the living room, staring at every object that might have been used, touched by her mother, and proved her existence.

The sofa she has sat on, the hanging paintings she has seen, the cabinets she has opened, and maybe the vases she has placed flowers in herself, and the tea tables she has used.

Dolores sat on the sofa blankly. In the silence, she seemed to feel the mother's breath left in this room.

A drop of tear fell on the back of her hand, Dolores woke up with a start, raised her hand to wipe the tear, her eyes flickered, she suddenly saw the photo frame lying upside down on the opposite cabinet.

She immediately got up and walked over, flipped up the photo frame, and she saw the color film photo in the glass frame.

The background is in this house. Two women are smiling and sitting on the sofa. Their clothes, hair color and eye color are very different, but their faces are like two copied works. People can notice their similarity Sex, even the arc of the corner of the mouth and the angle of the face slightly turned sideways are exactly the same.

In addition to their shocking similarities, the very different temperaments of these two women are also very contradictory and full of abruptness.

They are like light and shadow, completely polarized. The lady on the right is wearing a long red dress, with snowy skin, extremely light hair, and light and ethereal eyes. The whole person is like a virtual painting painted with no dark paint. figure.

But the lady on the left has long black hair and a pair of dark eyes. Her brows are narrowed. When you look closely, she is not so eye-catching compared to the person who seems to be a luminous body beside her.

Two identical faces with identical smiles, but the two look so different in the photo, there is even a strange sense of contradiction.

Dolores' heart skipped a beat, seeing these two faces, she immediately understood that these were the Green sisters.

Her mother and aunt.

Dolores stared at the photograph, her eyes wandering between them.

She was puzzled, who is her mother?

After a little hesitation, Dolores took the photo out of the frame and carefully put it in her arms.

There was a photo frame next to it. Dolores picked it up and immediately opened her eyes wide.

There is no doubt about this photo. There is only one person on it, wearing a sweater and jeans, leaning against a tree trunk, with a denim jacket under his arm, with a bright smile and a handsome face. It is a young man with dark curly hair.

Dolores became excited when she saw the face that was very similar to Uncle Mars, but more handsome and masculine.

He must be dad! ! !

Dolores grinned involuntarily, and cherished the face of her father whom she had never met through the glass frame, and also took out the photo, and put it together with the previous one.

A rustling sound came from nowhere, Dolores turned her head keenly, and immediately caught the direction of the sound.

Is it upstairs?

Upstairs should be the bedroom, what's on it?

Her heart lifted a little, and she immediately turned and ran up the stairs.

The sound of her undisguised footsteps echoed conspicuously in the empty room, and there was a flurry of small movements immediately above.

Not like people.

She ran up quickly, and her eyes immediately caught a small fluffy black shadow flashing through the crack of the door.

She breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed that the small animals in the woods had come into the house.

Dolores quietly pushed open the door, and it was still a room wrapped in a dust-proof cloth, with a bed in the middle, which was undoubtedly someone's bedroom.

Dolores moved forward, and the dust-proof cloth on the table fell to the ground, revealing a huge solid wood desk top.

On the brown desk, there is only a desk lamp, a few pens in the pen holder, and an ink bottle beside it.

Dolores opened the closet next to it. There were some writing paper and stationery in it, but there was one compartment in it. After she reached out and opened the protective cover, she found that it contained a typewriter.

Whose room is this?

Dolores looked around, but did not see any photos to prove the identity of the owner of this room.

She bent down and carefully moved the typewriter out and put it on the desk.

This typewriter, which she had only seen in movies, was obviously used frequently. The brass body showed signs of wear and tear, and each key seemed to have been touched thousands of times.

Is it mom's thing?

Thinking of this possibility, Dolores couldn't help showing a faint smile. She raised her head, took a piece of unused white paper, and tried to put it on.

At this time, there was another muffled sound in the closet, and Dolores immediately turned her head. She walked to the closet door and put her ears on the door without making a sound.

Oh, the thing inside is still there.

She said one, two, three in her mind, and then slammed the door open.

Three raccoons of different sizes ran around in the empty locker room, screaming and running all over the ground, looking like they were greatly frightened.

Dolores was dumbfounded, and a few seconds later, the three raccoons seemed to have finally regained their senses, swarming down towards the cabinet, and quickly disappeared.