A ghost movie that I liked very much in college. At that time, a bunch of people were sitting in front of the computer watching Mimiko murder. That time is gone forever. He also mischievously changed the ringtone of his classmate’s cell phone to a special ringtone for ghost calls, remarked his phone number as his name, and called him in the middle of the night to scare him. Happiness back then was that simple. A ghost film also saw joy. Now I’m a little scared watching ghost movies. I don’t know if I’m getting old physically or mentally. After graduating, everyone will leave things alone. If the bell rings, will everyone have a happy time together?
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