In the dark night of late autumn, there is always a dead silence, which is like this in Mo Yu's opinion. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The dark clouds dissipated, the bright moon slanted in front of the window, Mo Yu got up and walked to the window, only to see the thirty-story building opposite the bright lights, a group of children who are almost the same age as themselves are drinking and talking, drinking and singing, looking at the flickering lights and their red faces, listening to the energetic music, you can see how much they enjoy and how loud they are, these, in Mo Yu's opinion, are like a group of crazy people howling, very annoying!

However, what annoys him the most is that he has eyesight beyond ordinary people.

My name is Mo Yu, and I don't belong to this world, but I have to accept everything that is getting farther and farther away from my life a long time ago. He turned sharply, and the figure disappeared into the darkness again.

In the past, some friends pestered him and asked him to go to KTV with other friends, but he always ignored him, and the final answer disappointed his friend: "It's too far from my original world, although it is safe to come, but I still hate those occasions." The friends only felt that every time he said something was profound and difficult to understand, so they dispersed helplessly.

He waited for a long time at what they once called the "origin", until the end of his life, and he stubbornly refused to leave. And she never came, and he died with doubts and regrets. However, fate never let him go. When he opened his eyes, three thousand years had passed in the blink of an eye, and he was the only one who had tasted the coldness of death: when he opened his eyes, he was already the existence of this world. Now, he is the only one who wants to enjoy this thousand years of loneliness in this unfamiliar environment, like a superfluous person, in this hustle and bustle, who can't hear his footsteps and no longer knows why he exists.

In the end, he was the only one who could bear everything.

Thousands of thoughts were interrupted by the hustle and bustle, perhaps because of his distraction, and he did not feel sleepy, so he went downstairs for a walk.

In fact, the road from the house where he lives to the campus is quite quiet, like a community. He walked along the road with a dejected appearance, listening to his footsteps step by step, accompanied by the chirping of insects. After the rain, the lawn next to the road exudes the freshness of the earth and aquatic plants, brewing in the increasingly humid air, accompanied by the refreshing wind. He was immersed in it, and suddenly he had the enjoyment of walking on the ancient road thousands of years ago.

The nature of the country is easy to change, and some people and things are still unrelieved. Mo Yu stopped, stared at the bright starry sky, sighed lightly, and continued to move forward.

It's closer...... It's closer...... It's another footstep sound...... And this voice sounded extremely heavy to Mo Yu, different from all the footsteps he had heard before, he had long been accustomed to listening to his heart through the sound of footsteps, but the footsteps of the person who was about to approach him were extremely dark, like a room occupied by darkness, impermeable all year round, and depressing and suffocating.

Finally, he saw his face clearly, it was a boy with short hair, extremely clean temperament, but empty and bottomless eyes, similar to his own age, that face, completely bloodless, that expression, except for indifference and hatred, there was no similar emotion to others. He almost didn't even feel the breath of anyone from this boy.

The air seemed to condense in an instant, but time did not stand still.

With a piercing whistle, Mo Yu instinctively dodged, but the boy in front of him stood still, and the moment the headlights hit the boy's face, the car was crashing into the boy's body. This scene is too similar...... Mo Yu couldn't help but think of Shu Huan, who was delivering an umbrella, being hit by a car not long ago, and then looked at the tragedy in front of him that he didn't have time to prevent, and a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes.

The boy stared at the hands that were still dripping with blood, and actually smiled coldly, this laughter was trembling, which made Mo Yu dumbfounded, he still didn't understand, what was going on with this boy.

The scene in front of him seemed to be a reproduction of something before in the boy's mind, and a trace of murderous aura flashed in the boy's eyes. Remember...... It seems like a long time ago...... The scene of blood running down his forehead...... I can't help but miss it.

"I miss it so much...... This feeling. The boy suddenly licked the blood that was flowing from his hands, and smiled sinisterly in enjoyment, and that smile, in Mo Yu's opinion, was enough to bury people.

Seeing this, the driver hurriedly turned around and tried to leave the scene quickly, but the boy suddenly said calmly: "I haven't killed anyone for a long time." The next second, the car had an accident, detonated and caught fire, and the driver died tragically. By the time the fire brigade arrived at the scene, the boy was nowhere to be seen, and the onlookers unanimously thought it was an accident and felt incredible. And Mo Yu, who witnessed all this, also walked away silently, following the boy all the way, he knew that he was involuntarily nosy again, perhaps, curiosity was at work.

The two walked to a silent road again, and the leaves on the side of the road quietly fell.

As the sound of hurried footsteps approached, Mo Yu came back to his senses and stared into the distance, only to see a group of boys who seemed to be of the same level as himself running in front of him, surrounding the boy with a heavy yin qi.

"I didn't see that you are quite arrogant, Ji Ao, you are still dragging in front of me!" one of the boys was saying, smiling coldly and spitting out two words: "Flat him!" As soon as the words fell, a group of boys rushed forward to punch and kick, and finally even moved the knife...... To the surprise of the group of boys, the boys in front of them just stood still and did not fight back, even though the blood gushed out from all over their bodies. "He can still stand firmly, is he human! as if he didn't react!" said one of the boys, his voice visibly trembling, unable to hide his fear.

And this situation seems to be like the scene of something that happened on a certain day in a certain year, a certain month, and a certain day, the boy came back to his senses, and actually looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, and the laughter was a little trembling: "I will not die, never." After that, the whole person was like a white blade reflecting through the crowd, and in the next second, there were already corpses behind the boy.

Mo Yu hated that he could stand by and watch all this, but the boy's performance was completely beyond his imagination, and this kind of result was something he never expected.

"People who don't care, things that don't care......" Mo Yu smiled self-deprecatingly, turned to leave, but was blocked by the boy. "After watching the play, it's time to hit the road. Mo Yu didn't understand the boy's behavior, and saw the boy's smile, which was darker and more terrifying than death, appeared in front of him: "In the next second, your body will be worse than this dust, blood-colored dust." With that, the hellish cold aura enveloped the boy's whole body, and Mo Yu was panicked, and his body instinctively cast an enchantment to bounce the boy away. The boy looked at Mo Yu again in astonishment, but his tone was calm: "You are really not an ordinary person...... You...... Will you be born, old, sick and die......" As soon as the words fell, Mo Yu was shocked by his sudden words: what kind of person is he.

Seeing this, the boy was silent for a moment, turned around and wanted to leave, but this time, he was stopped by Mo Yu. "My name is Mo Yu, what's your name?" Even Mo Yu himself couldn't help but be surprised by his curiosity and guts, he found that he was also a master who took the initiative to find trouble. Unexpectedly, the boy replied unexpectedly: "Midnight, nightmare...... This breath is simply unpleasant. After that, he suddenly glanced at Mo Yu thoughtfully, snorted coldly, and then turned his head and disappeared into the night.