There was silence between heaven and earth, and the drizzle continued, and the young man looked at the mess around him, and scratched his eyebrows a little helplessly. The blood stains on the knife had been washed away by the rain, and it was as clear as snow. The bronze scabbard was soaked in water, and he picked it up again and shook it, retracting the long knife into its scabbard.

Gu Fangyan stood at the end of the alley like a log solidified, he was now stupid, and he didn't know if there was something wrong with this world or something wrong with his own brain. He would rather be the latter, he must be hallucinating, the world is still this world, although boring but quite fulfilling, he is still the same person, doing nothing but being peaceful and happy.

But what he witnessed just now was a completely different world, strange young people, sharp long knives, strange black fog, mysterious spirit runes, and endless fighting...... He was originally an ordinary high school student who grew up under the red flag, educated in materialism, and believed in science and never believed in ghosts and gods, but reality suddenly showed him its cruel side.

Maybe that's the ...... The real world?

The young man had already put the long knife back in the club bag, and Gu Fangyan finally knew why the man had to carry a super discordant club bag all the time, which was simply a bloodthirsty judgment weapon.

The young man put the club bag back on his shoulder, but he didn't leave immediately, but quietly watched Gu Fangyan.

"I know what you want to ask...... Gu Fangyan walked over stupidly, "Ask me why I didn't run away, right?" he shrugged, "Did I say it was to learn from your faith?"

The young man just looked at him with a complicated look in his eyes.

"Big brother, don't stare at me with that strange look...... You seem to be looking at a fool......" Gu Fangyan stood in the rain without tears, embarrassed like a pet who was kicked out of the house by his owner.

"It's better that you run away to make me nerve-wracked. The young man walked over and patted him on the shoulder, "I have something to say to you." ”

But Gu Fangyan ignored him, but flashed to the side and silently squatted down to pick up the books that had fallen on the ground one by one, some of the books were already soaked, some of the books were trampled in the battle just now, but some of them were barely read.

He carefully pinched the back of the book, picked it up and shook the rain on it, slowly held it in his arms, and whispered while tidying it up: "You people, just beat it, can't you not destroy public property, these books are the hard work of others who have been reading hard for many years, and they are ruined like this, hey, it's over, it's over......"

Gu Fangyan had been squatting to pick up books, and the young man on the side was silently watching him in the rain.

"What are you, like paid killers. After a long time, Gu Fangyan picked up all the books in the dark, and there were broken pieces of paper floating everywhere on the ground, and he picked up a school uniform that had already been soaked, and the school uniform was as heavy as a stone.

"And that young man, I saw you kill him...... But he's not human, is he?" he looked up at the young man, who had been silent, his trench coat fluttering in the wind and rain, his face as cold as a marble statue.

Gu Fangyan thought to himself, brother, are you the legendary person who doesn't pretend to be cool and will die, you have been bleeding all the time, doesn't it matter?

"Forget it, why don't you go back to my house first. I don't know why Gu Fangyan is suddenly not afraid at all now, he is just a little tired, no, he is very tired, so tired that he wants to go home and fall asleep. The rain seemed to fall on his heart.

Take home a stranger who looks like a fire mist warrior from the anime and has just stabbed to death with a long knife that he doesn't know what he doesn't know, and the man's arm is even oozing blood, maybe he won't be happy to wipe himself again...... He thought he must be crazy to invite this guy over for the night.

But he didn't care about anything now, even if he sneaked home alone, the young man couldn't let him go, because he saw something he shouldn't see, and the end of what he saw was to kill him. But he witnessed the whole thing as if he were watching a movie, watching the long knife stab into the hearts of whomever and whom, watching the blood and rain mix and flow through the soles of his feet.

Since you can't hide from it, you just don't hide it, and it's a death anyway.

The white street lamp finally turned on, slowly wrapping the two, and the young man's face under the light looked very pale, and his body seemed to be only black and white, like an old photo without color.

Gu Fangyan casually draped the rain-filled school uniform on his back, and the cold touch that stimulated his nerves quickly surged all over his body, freezing him to grin his teeth. He staggered home with his book in his arms, occasionally bowing his head to avoid the rubble and rubble on the ground, and when he was about to leave the alley, he looked back, and the young man stood quietly in the wind and rain in the depths of the alley, the sparse pieces of paper and water flowing under his feet.

Gu Fangyan stretched out his hand and pointed to a red brick building in the distance, which looked like a blurry red afterimage because of the dark sky. "That's my house, I live on the second floor! If there's anything you want to say, just go there and say it!" he hunched over and ran away, quickly disappearing into the alley.

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Seeing the energy-saving lights at home turn on, Gu Fangyan suddenly felt like he was back in heaven.

His home is very simple, the necessary furniture is a decline, what catches his eye is a small living room, the old sponge sofa occupies most of the space, there is a rectangular coffee table in front of the sofa, and then there is a TV, but since the day before yesterday, the TV card has been in arrears, and he has not had time to pay it, anyway, he usually doesn't watch it.

There is a door on the far right of the TV, and inside the door is his bedroom, which is small, with only a single bed and a writing desk with its own bookcase. Further to the left of the desk is the only balcony in the house, on which there are still clothes that have not had time to be collected.

Further down the living room was where he usually ate, and the dining room was connected to the kitchen, and opposite the dining room was a large bedroom with a double bed, a ridiculously large wardrobe, and a heavy curtain to cover the window. It had been a long, long time since he had pushed open the bedroom door again.

Glancing at the usual home, there were still unfinished rice bowls on the coffee table, Gu Fangyan suddenly felt a little lonely, that loneliness came from nowhere, but it just lingered, and his heart was empty.

People only feel lonely when they are helpless, and that loneliness is sometimes very small, but it can gently open the way in people's hearts.

If I hadn't met that strange person, that strange thing would have been studying on the couch as usual. But something was wrong with what he saw now, the fight of the recent past still echoed in his mind, the desperate roar of death, the muffled sound of the blade cutting flesh, the ghostly figure flickering in the wind and rain, like a movie clip that had been playing over and over again in his memory.

I still have a pile of soft tutoring books in my arms, and it's really bad today.

Anyway, let's just find something to eat...... He temporarily stacked his books on the counter at the door, changed into slippers, his socks were completely soaked, and every step felt like stepping on wet mud and moss.

He went into the toilet and twisted the strength of the school clothes on his body into twists, and streams of rainwater flowed into the drain of the toilet. The clothes he was wearing were clinging to his body, and he wasted a lot of effort to change them all into new ones, and the towel wiped his face haphazardly, and then rubbed his weeping face in the mirror.

There was a sudden knock at the door.

"It's coming, it's coming!" Gu Fangyan hurriedly ran out of the toilet with a headscarf on his head to open the door, and suddenly stopped halfway through.

Wait a minute...... This time it shouldn't be here to check the water meter, Gu Fangyan couldn't help but swallow his saliva, he really just said it casually, but he didn't expect that guy to really come to the door.

There was another rhythmic knock on the door, the sound was crisp and unobtrusive, and to be honest, that thing would be quite a gentleman if he didn't cut people with a knife...... Gu Fangyan rubbed his steps and still opened the door for him.

The young man stood silently in the doorway, he seemed to be always quiet, even when he wielded a long knife and killed demons in the rain, as if he were performing a lonely performance art. That cold breath seemed to melt into his bones, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, except that his face was very pale, he was like an ancient knight wearing a long coat and holding a sword.

But why did this person suddenly break into his life......

Gu Fangyan didn't know what to say for a while, so he had to stand silently to the side and motioned for the young man to come in first with his eyes.

"Excuse me. The young man walked in with his head bowed slightly, looking around seemingly casually, as if he was a little worried that there was someone else in the house.

"Don't worry, I'm alone in this house. Gu Fangyan took out a pair of large dark blue slippers from the shoe cabinet for him, which belonged to his father, and he gently blew the dust on the slippers.

"Put it on, don't get the floor dirty. He pointed to the long trench coat on the young man's body again, "Take that one off too, it's covered in blood." ”

The young man didn't say anything, he did it. He hung his trench coat on a nearby hanger and placed his club bag in the hallway.

Gu Fangyan looked at the dark blue long backpack with complicated eyes, "Do you have to carry this thing with you?" and let me spit out, do all the violent maniacs in the world like to hide their weapons in tennis bags or something......

"It was left to me by my dad, who used to be an amateur coach at a golf club and had good golf skills. The young man explained.

Gu Fangyan thought to himself that your father really loves you deeply, if he knew that you used his beloved golf bag to load knives, he would probably be so angry that he threw the gas canister, right?

Without waiting for Gu Fangyan to ask another question, the young man had already walked straight into the living room, sat on the sofa with a big grin, and looked at Gu Fangyan's eyes twitching, Big brother, your clothes are still stained with blood......

"Is there anything like a military medicine kit here?" he looked up and asked Gu Fangyan, who was stunned at the time, how could there be such a thing? No one in their family had ever joined the army. But Gu Fangyan still found it at home, after all, that person looked like he was bleeding quite seriously, and the long knife was so sharp, I don't know if it cut the tendons.

In the end, he really found a white iron medicine box in a simple cabinet, he suddenly remembered that a few years ago his father came back from outside in the middle of the night, and somehow injured his thigh, bleeding nonstop, so anxious that his mother's face turned white, fortunately, the old man downstairs had a medical box he left in the army. Later, the medicine box remained in their house for several years.

Gu Fangyan took the medicine box and handed it to the young man, the young man rolled up his sleeves, the wound was quite deep, and blood was oozing out, Gu Fangyan couldn't help but look away. After the young man had applied the medicine to stop bleeding and pain in a step-by-step manner, he applied the medicine used to close the wound to the bandage and wrapped it around his arm layer by layer.

His techniques were skillful and sophisticated, making Gu Fangyan couldn't help but wonder if he did it often.

The potion was mainly about its effect, not much about the user's feelings, and each potion felt like fire burning a wound, but the young man did not make a sound. After the bandaging was completed, he put down his sleeves again, and wiped the cold sweat floating on his forehead, his face was not completely dry, and there were a little drops of water on his forehead.

For the first time, Gu Fangyan saw exhaustion in this person's eyes, his face was pale and quiet, like a messenger who had fallen into the world, and the only remaining violence and slaughter in his eyes had also faded a lot at this moment, diluted in his pupils as light as a pond.

But this exhaustion was only a flash, the coldness climbed back on his face, froze his eyes, and he looked at Gu Fangyan calmly, the latter looked quite happy at the moment, with a turban wrapped around his head, like a good housewife who was thinking about how to live every day.

"Now, it's time to get down to business. He patted the sofa on one side with his hand and motioned for Gu Fangyan to sit down.