The city is colourful at night, with brilliant lights, bustling traffic and bustling noise in the air.

High-rise buildings rise from the ground, neat as one, and the bustling crowd looks hurried.

Fang Rong looked at the price list on the coffee table, felt in his pocket, the change in it was enough for him to drink another cup, it was getting late, it was not good for him to order a cup of coffee when he was always here, so he added another cup.

When all the change on his body was spent, he slowly followed the crowd.

Probably because of the people around him, he was no longer so scared, and he put on some songs, which made him more comfortable, and he arrived home by himself.

The moment he turned on the light, he felt that he was insane, he was a big man, he wanted money without money, and there was no one to ask for anyone, how could anyone stare at him?

There must have been so much going on lately, and it was far beyond his reach, that he couldn't help but think about it.

Fang Rong took a shower, checked the Internet to check what had happened recently, and sometimes he could see the red-clothed young man who flashed by at the murder scene, the only thing he couldn't understand was why Fang Hua had to kill someone?

For money?

For the sake of desire?

Forced?

Compared with other reasons, Fang Rong was more able to accept the last one, he believed that Fang Hua was kind, and it was only because he was forced to be helpless that he would kill people for energy.

He turned on the lamp and wrote and drew in the diary, which had already written down most of the daily chores.

Because of his poor memory, he developed the habit of keeping a diary and recording all the interesting things that happened during the day.

There wasn't much going on today, he just wrote it down, and by the way, he wrote down the habits of the newly sent test specimens, so that he could find it when he read it later.

Writing and writing that I don't know what's going on and writing about Fang Hua again, Fang Hua seems to occupy a lot of influence in his heart, and from time to time he will run out to disturb his thoughts.

Fang Rong took a deep breath and wrote Shang Hua's name in the large space in the diary, still having many doubts in his heart.

Fang Hua, Fang Hua, you have regained your freedom and gained strength, why don't you leave?

As long as you go outside, the sky is high for you to fly, and the sea is wide for you to swim, why don't you go?

What are you waiting for?

Fang Rong put a big question mark at the end.

Although Fang Hua was raised by him, but it wasn't him, I don't know what he was thinking?

Fang Rong was a little irritable, even he couldn't figure out what he was bothering about?

He was alone for a while, and he really didn't have anything to do before he planned to go to bed, and just after lying down, Meng Xiuyuan suddenly called, "Fang Rong, are you okay?" ”

Fang Rong half leaned on the bed and smiled reluctantly, "I'm fine, what's wrong?" ”

"I have a very important piece of information to tell you, it's about you."

"Me?" Fang Rong was taken aback, "What is it?" ”

"I just sorted out the recent information, and found that Fang Hua has always been by your side, and the homicides that happened around you are seventy percent of those in other places, you be careful, his target may be you."

Fang Rong was stunned for a moment, then shook his head, "Impossible, he once saved me." ”

If there was anything else, he might believe it, but if he didn't believe it, Fang Hua would definitely not kill him.

"I didn't mean that, I meant to say ......"

"Wait." Fang Rong suddenly interrupted him, "It seems that the window has forgotten to close, I'll go close it." ”

The wind was blowing, and he lived high, a little cold.

Fang Rong walked over to close the window, and suddenly saw a note sandwiched in the window, he took it out, and deliberately opened the window to look outside.

Of course there is no one outside, but this is the tenth floor, who can still have the ability to climb up to the tenth floor and stuff a note for him.

"What's going on?"

"Nope." Fang Rong shook his head, "I don't know where the note came from, it's stuck in the crack of my window." ”

He opened the blank sheet of paper with one hand, and there was not a single word in it, only a smiley face drawn in the lower right corner.

o(≧v≦)o

The smiling face seemed to be content, similar to the last time I saw it in my diary.

Fang Rong was taken aback, "Fang Hua." ”

An arm suddenly came in through the window, and wrapped its arms around him, which looked limp, thin and pale, but with great strength, and dragged him down the stairs.

"Ah!!!h

Fang Rong screamed miserably, and the echo echoed throughout the building. He was completely defenseless, leaning against the window again, because he was tall, half of his body was exposed, and he was dragged out of the window at first glance, feeling the feeling of falling from a weightless building, weak and flustered in his hands and feet.

The light brain on his wrist couldn't receive a signal because it was moving too fast, so it flashed and turned off automatically.

Before closing it, he could still hear Meng Xiuyuan ask with concern, "What's wrong with you?" Feed! Feed! ”

Fang Rong suddenly grew his mouth like a fish lacking water, but he couldn't shout the slightest sound, except for the first moment, all the voices he shouted later were blown away by the wind.

The speed of the fall was so fast that he didn't have time to think about it, let alone who was behind him, and he could only see the shadow behind him on the glass next to him.

The long red dress was blown by the wind, wrapping the bodies of the two of them, looking like a girl in a red dress drowning, the red dress bulging and spreading out like a flower, which was particularly amazing.

Fang Hua was naked, his white shirt was tied around his waist, his silver-white hair was flying, he buried his head in Fang Rong's neck, and tightened his arms, unwilling to let go.

Fang Rong's heart was in turmoil, now all he was thinking about was maybe just die?

However, miracles always appear when people are desperate, and two big bumps suddenly appeared on Fang Rong's back, and the bumps became bigger and bigger, as if something was about to rush out through the flesh and skin, swelling and swelling.

Swish!

The thing finally broke through the barrier, like breaking a mirror, revealing a pair of white wings, and the wings exerted force, and the figures of the two finally stopped falling, but moved up quickly.

Fang Rong closed his eyes, he hadn't come out of that fear yet, the arm on his chest was very strong because he wanted to support his entire body, and his chest was swollen and painful, and it was because of this that he found out that he was not dead.

He slowly stopped instinctively waving his hands and feet, and tentatively opened his eyes, surrounded by blue sky and white clouds, high-rise buildings, the figures of the two of them kept moving upward, and the glass next to them revealed human figures.

Fang Hua smiled at him knowingly through the glass.

He seems to be taller, his facial features have grown a lot, and his gestures are more attractive than before.

From time to time, there was a light in the window, which shone on his silver-white hair, and the corners of his pale face and mouth moved upward, which was the arc of confidence.

Sure enough, it was different when he went out, bringing him surprise and fright.