Heyue Island, special training camp.

As she struggled to wake up, her first reaction was still to clutch the lotus dagger under her pillow, and when her breathing gradually calmed down, she realized that her underwear was soaked with sweat. Sweat ran down his forehead and down his neck, sticky and uncomfortable. She struggled to sit up, towels and soap, and prepared to go to the bathroom to wash her face.

She is Chen Yao.

Passing by the mirror in the room, she suddenly stopped, under the illumination of the shadows, she walked over slowly, looking at herself in the mirror, she seemed a little unsure, she stretched out her finger and touched the mirror, she couldn't help laughing, she felt that this idea was very strange.

Yes, from her blue pupils, she saw the light from the sinking black abyss.

Yes, these eyes were given to her by the man.

Yes, the beautiful curvature of the corners of her mouth just looked so sad? There was so much at the corners of her mouth that she couldn't read.

She came to Heyue Island for a long time, and gradually understood the identity of that man, she was not shocked, nor happy, but blinked these blue eyes that did not belong to her and told herself that she did not want to be the one who was taken care of, but chose the path he walked, the scenery he had seen, and the life and death he had experienced.

There are shallow gray wounds on the moving body, new injuries add to old wounds, day after day, making this girl who has never suffered a little more sharp and tenacious between her eyebrows.

It turns out that this is his experience, his hometown, his life, he is, Liang Qiuyan.

There was only one ceiling lamp in the corridor, and the light was very dim, but when Chen Yao came out of the dormitory door of the training camp, he found a few dark red dots on the ground. She frowned slightly, crouched down, and wiped her fingers on the red dots. The surface of the red dot had dried up, Chen Yao twisted her fingers, a little wet and sticky, leaned under her nose to smell it, and licked the fishy smell.

It's blood.

Chen Yao suddenly felt the hairs on his body stand up. She looked around in a panic, there was no one in the empty hallway, only closed doors, and when she looked down, there were still a few blood spots in front of her, all the way to the bathroom in front of her.

Chen Yao slowly stood up and walked on tiptoe towards the bathroom.

Someone was hurt?

Or is it just someone with a nosebleed?

The door of the black hole in the bathroom was getting closer and closer, Chen Yao's heart was beating faster and faster, the pounding sound seemed to echo in the corridor, Chen Yao even felt that if there was someone in the bathroom, his heartbeat would have been heard by him a long time ago.

When it finally arrived, Chen Yao stood in the middle of the male and female bifurcation, sniffed the wings of his nose, and the fishy smell wafted from the men's toilet.

In the dark bathroom, the air was full of the smell of blood, and there was a man standing in front of the pool, not knowing what he was tearing, and in the darkness he could only see his head and shoulders shaking, and there seemed to be a chewing sound in his mouth.

Chen Yao quietly reached for the light switch.

The ballasts of the fluorescent lamps made a loud roar, and the bathroom was as bright as day. The man was also taken aback, and Huo Ran turned around.

It's Zhang Yanfeng.

The strong light came down directly from the top of his head, Zhang Yanfeng's eyes were blue, and his eyes were pitch black, and he couldn't see the whites of his eyes.

The edge of his mouth was bright red, and from time to time a viscous red liquid dripped from the corners of his mouth, and if you looked closely, there were still a few pinches of yellow and black hair stuck to the lips.

Chen Yao was shocked in his heart, and after staring at Zhang Yanfeng in a daze for a few seconds, he asked tremblingly. "Brother Yanfeng, what are you doing?"

At that moment, Chen Yao could be sure that a fierce expression flashed in Zhang Yanfeng's eyes, but then there was helplessness and despair that almost overflowed his eyes.

"I.." He grinned suddenly, but the smile disappeared without a trace, the corners of his eyes and mouth were pulled down, and there was a cry in his voice. "I don't know.."

Only then did Chen Yao notice that he was still carrying something in his hand, and when he fixed his eyes, it was the leg of a hairy, blood-stained animal. She looked behind Zhang Yanfeng, and the pool was a mess, with flesh, entrails, and fur piled up in a mess, as if it was still steaming.

There were no sharp weapons such as knives around, and it seemed that the animal was torn into several pieces by Zhang Yanfeng's hands.

Chen Yao turned to look at Zhang Yanfeng, who was staring motionless in the direction of the door, as if everything around him had nothing to do with him. Chen Yao pulled up his sleeve and pulled the animal's leg from his hand, still in the pool. Zhang Yanfeng was at the mercy of Chen Yao in a daze, without the slightest intention of resisting.

Chen Yao stood in front of him, stared into his eyes, and said slowly. "Brother Yanfeng, can you hear me?"

After a long time, Zhang Yanfeng's eyes slowly moved to Chen Yao's direction and nodded slightly.

"Can you tell me what's going on?"

The corners of Zhang Yanfeng's mouth grinned, and he slowly turned around like a patient with the sequelae of a stroke, and stretched out his finger to point to the wreckage in the pool. "They all hate me... Neither can I.. Again.. Rely on him..."

Chen Yao stared at Zhang Yanfeng's dull eyes, trying his best to figure out what he meant.

"What do you mean, who do you rely on?" she shook Zhang Yanfeng's arm. "Are you talking?"

Zhang Yanfeng's body was really swaying violently under Chen Yao's movements, but he seemed to be much more awake.

"I don't know, I don't know!" he raised his hand and rubbed it around his mouth, and when he saw that the wound was all blood and fur, he was so frightened that he touched his face again, and his face was covered with blood.

"What the hell is going on?" Chen Yao asked in a low voice as he held his hand hard.

"Is it you?Xiao Yao?" Zhang Yanfeng seemed to have just realized that the person in front of him was Chen Yao, and his body suddenly went limp, and tears and snot flowed down. "Help me, help me, please, I don't know what I'm doing, it's like a dream..."

Chen Yao put his hand under Zhang Yanfeng's armpit and tried his best to support his body.

"Brother Yanfeng, tell me, what's wrong with you?"

Zhang Yanfeng's gaze fell on the pool, as if he had suddenly gained strength, and he pointed to the scattered corpses in horror. "I didn't do it, I didn't do it... I didn't mean to..."He lunged at Chen Yao and grabbed Chen Yao's collar, his eyes filled with deep fear and pleading. "Don't tell others, don't tell others, especially Qiu Yan, I'm not crazy, I didn't do it on purpose, I didn't mean to, I'm not crazy..."