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Melbourne, a coastal city in southeastern Australia, boasts a warm and humid climate, a precious gift from nature. Here, it's spring-like all year round, with sunlight gently streaming down the earth and a gentle breeze caressing the green leaves, bringing a fresh and pleasant atmosphere.

At the same time, the city's skyscrapers are rising like a forest, with modern architectural styles blending with Victorian cultural relics to form a unique and harmonious picture. The streets are bustling with traffic, and there are parks and large areas of green space everywhere, and you can also see old-fashioned trains running through the streets.

As night falls and the lights come on, the entire city becomes a dazzling pearl. Neon lights flicker, illuminating the streets and alleys. Shop windows display a dazzling array of goods, beckoning people to stop and admire. The aroma of delicious food wafts through the streets, making everyone salivate.

Whether it is day or night, this place exudes a charming charm, like a colorful and beautiful painting unfolding before the world. It not only makes people feel relaxed and happy, but also inspires people's endless imagination and yearning.

But no matter how bright and beautiful the appearance is, there will always be some unnoticed darkness.

Just less than a kilometer away from the prosperous commercial street, there is a small and very incongruous residential area.

Although the houses here look no different from those in the bustling areas, each one gives people a feeling of vicissitudes of life and dilapidation, like an old castle that has not been cleaned for years, gloomy, dark, decayed and damp.

Among these rows of small buildings with pointed roofs, unlike most of the other buildings which were completely dark, there was one house where an orange-yellow light was flickering.

Under the lamp, a hot woman was mending some worn underwear while patting the little girl who was sleeping soundly on the bed.

Although she was called a little girl, she was only a little over two years old. She was lying on her side on the bed, soundly sleeping. The corners of her mouth moved involuntarily, as if she was dreaming of some delicious food.

Looking at the cute appearance of the little girl, the woman smiled knowingly, her face full of feminine radiance, but even so, it was impossible to ignore the fine wrinkles at the corners of her eyes.

It was unknown how much time had passed, but when the woman came to her senses, it was already late at night. But when she was about to stretch and wash up, she suddenly saw the cell phone on the corner of the table light up.

When I took it and looked at it, it was a message from my former best friend.

But when she clicked on the chat interface and saw the text above, she suddenly frowned and was silent for about 5 minutes. The woman sighed softly and murmured softly: "Really, how did you know I was here? Forget it, there's no point in staying here anyway."

After saying that, the woman put down her phone, then stood up and walked into the bathroom at the other end of the corridor.

At dawn the next day, the woman sat up from the bed early, turned her head to look at the girl who was still sleeping soundly, reached out and gently stroked the girl's face with a loving face, then got up and began to pack her luggage.

Although it was called luggage, there was actually not much in it. Apart from some clothes for changing, there was only a small photo album.

After about an hour, the little girl slowly woke up, but she did not make noise like other children. Instead, she sat quietly on the bed, waiting for the woman to come and help her put on her clothes.

After struggling for about an hour, the woman walked straight out of the building, holding the little girl in one hand and pulling a small suitcase in the other.

When passing by the door of a small building whose movement was obviously different from that of other houses, he knocked gently on the door.

After waiting for a while, an old woman opened the door. Judging from the white hair on her head, she must be at least over 70 years old.

Seeing the old man open the door, the woman told him her intention to leave. The old man went back to the house with an expressionless face. After a while, he came out with some banknotes.

"This is your deposit. Since it's almost the end of the month, I won't refund your rent." After saying that, he closed the door and went back to the house without looking back.

The woman had no objection to this. She put the money into her shirt pocket and walked forward holding the girl.

But just as the woman walked to the bus stop, she suddenly felt someone was staring at her.

To be honest, over the years, the woman has been deliberately wearing T-shirts or clothes that are one size larger, trying her best to cover up her devilish figure. In addition, the woman's skin color and appearance are different from those of the people around her, so she has never been harassed, and there are very few people who approach her.

Therefore, she had not experienced the feeling of being stared at like today for almost three years.

There must be something wrong when things are abnormal. The feeling that has not appeared in the past few years suddenly appeared today. The woman did not think that her beauty had been discovered.

While teasing the little girl in her arms, the woman took the opportunity to look around to catch some traces. Sure enough, in front of a newsstand in the far corner, a man with an Asian face was holding a newspaper and pretending to read it, but in fact he had been paying attention to her.

Seeing this, the woman stood on the bus without caring whether it was the one she wanted to get on.

After getting on the bus, the woman immediately turned around and looked towards the newsstand in the distance. Sure enough, the man holding the newspaper had put it down and was holding up his mobile phone to make a call.

This time the woman was even more certain of her guess. She looked at the girl in her arms and couldn't help feeling a little worried.

But what's the use of worrying? Since it has already happened, she can only find a way to face it. However, at this moment, a figure with a cold expression and almost no emotions suddenly appeared in her mind.

As the car started, the woman gathered her complicated thoughts and began to observe the environment outside.

Fortunately, I haven't felt like I'm being stared at again so far.

Feeling slightly relieved, the woman couldn't help but think of the inexplicable message she received two days ago.

"Go, they've found you."

At that time, the woman was not sure whether the "they" the other party was talking about was the same as what she guessed, but to be on the safe side, the woman planned to leave as soon as possible, so she bought plane and train tickets early.

The plane ticket is to the United States, and the train ticket is to Sydney.

But because it was too late, I couldn't buy a flight for yesterday, so I could only leave today.

But because of this one day delay, I was almost stuck at home. Fortunately, the message my best friend sent me last night made me more determined to leave as soon as possible.

About 20 minutes later, the bus stopped again. This time, the woman didn't even take the suitcase. She just took out the small photo album from it and put it in the inner pocket of her clothes. She stood up from her seat and got off the bus with her little daughter in her arms, completely ignoring the passengers behind her who reminded her that she had forgotten her luggage.

After getting off the bus, when the woman was about to think about where to go next, the feeling of being watched came to her mind again.

This time she didn't even look, she just reached out and stopped a taxi.

After getting on the bus, the woman reported the name of the nearest train station and stopped talking. But before she knew it, she suddenly felt a little dizzy.

I subconsciously looked down and saw that the little girl in my arms had fallen asleep without me noticing.

Seeing this scene, the woman was horrified. Just as she was about to speak, the dizziness in her head suddenly intensified, and then she knew nothing.

After an unknown amount of time, when the woman opened her eyes, she was already in a dark little room.

She looked down at her clothes and saw that there was no sign of mess. She couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, but it only took a moment for her to realize that the girl she had been holding all the way had disappeared.

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