Every wanderer will go home, and on the way home, there will always be times when there are many lights, and you must watch your shadow and not let it be taken away by the lights. Because everyone who has lost their shadow has no way to find their way home.

Li Fan is a person who loves hiking, and every year he spends half a year walking the world, saying that he wants to measure the outside world with his own feet and shape his own world with his own hands.

After traveling in the first half of the year, he started his return journey in the second half of the year, and when he arrived in Fengding City, it was already late at night. Although Fengding City is a city that never sleeps at night, this does not include the suburbs of its fringe districts.

Twelve o'clock in the evening is the time when the end of the day and the next day's new life are intertwined, that is, the time of death and rebirth.

There was no walking on the streets, only the sound of the wind and the street lamps of two meters to keep him company. He looked ahead, walked past the intersection in front of him, crossed the road, and it was his home. At this moment, his heart is still excited, the outside world is too exciting, and the distance is too rich, so he is excited to start planning his next trip.

But he is not alone, he still has his elderly mother at home, although his mother does not agree every time he travels, but he can't resist his insistence, and he can't resist accommodating him, every time his mother compromises. But he himself is measured, and he has half a year at a time, so that he doesn't let his mother be too lonely.

He is a child who grew up in a single-parent family, and although he wants to pursue his dreams, he does not dare to be too presumptuous. Fortunately, his mother is still in good health, and he doesn't need to bother to take care of it for the time being.

He stood on the side of the street waiting for the signal light, looked up at the window of the house, saw that there was still a light burning inside, thinking that every time he went back, his mother would always boil soup and wait for him, and his long-adrift heart instantly overflowed with heavy warmth.

After passing the intersection, I walked up the stairs from the entrance of the community below and came to my door, but through the crack in the door below, I found that the house that was still full of light was dark at the moment.

"Did Mom just fall asleep?" He was puzzled, and he didn't think much of it.

When the door was opened, an extremely oppressive aura rushed out the moment the door opened, and there was a very strange smell.

"Mom." Li Fan stretched out his hand and pressed the switch, and the living room was lit up by the lights for a while.

But no one answered him.

"Mom?" He screamed again. Glancing at the empty dining table, he changed his shoes suspiciously, and walked in with his shoes off.

At the same time, he looked at his mother's room, and to his surprise, the door of his mother's room was still open. He walked inside with doubts, and found that the quilt on the bed was still messy. I can't help but feel strange, his mother has always loved to be neat, and every time she gets up, she folds the quilt well, and she won't let him mess around like this.

Perhaps out of understanding, or perhaps some kind of thought, he felt uneasy for a moment, as if something was about to happen that he could not accept.

Then, his gaze fell automatically, as if controlled by some force, from under the bed to under the bed on the inside.

It was at that glance that his whole person was instantly pushed to the precipice by fate.

A half-decomposed corpse lay flat on the ground, bathed in moonlight, exposing its unwillingness and resentment, as well as its deep longing, to the air.

The gray hair was still neatly combed when he got up, but the face was no longer neat before, but was densely covered with dark red and crusted blood, like a spider's web, crisscrossing and crisscrossing. There was a finger-wide wound in his throat, the blood in which had flowed, and it opened like a mouth that accuses fate of being merciless.

The small body was still dressed in a plain cotton coat, but it was covered in dark red, as if it had been recolored.

Li Fan looked at the corpse at his feet, at his familiar gray hair, at the hands that hung down at his side, but were not covered with calluses by blood, his lips trembled violently.

An emotion, a collapse is creeping up from the bottom of my heart.

But before his grief could be spoken, the open door suddenly closed. The sound of "ping" was sharp and crisp.

He looked back in shock, and then the sound of bones rubbing sounded in his ears.

His heartstrings tightened, and his breath trembled with unease. Inch by inch, he moved his gaze back to where his mother was lying, and sat up as if the body had suddenly been given life.

A moment later, a terrible scream suddenly rang out, alarming the entire residential building.

The next day, Gu Yao came to Lulan early, she came early these days, first, she wanted to work hard to learn more about the secretary, but she wanted to observe Lulan's people. Yan Jun had already told her his speculation, and she wanted to know who was secretly dealing with Nan Yi and dealing with them.

The people who can attack Nan Yi must be people who are familiar with him, or people around him, so she must observe carefully.

However, when she arrived at the company hall today, she was stopped by a colleague, "Secretary Gu." ”

The other party's voice contained a hint of timidity, and he was dressed plainly, with a pair of old-fashioned eyes, and he seemed to be a very regular kind of person.

Gu Yao didn't know much about her colleagues in the company, and she couldn't help but wonder if she was stopped for the first time, "Is there something wrong with you?" ”

The other party looked cramped, constantly pushing his eyes, as if he was gathering courage.

"Secretary Gu, I'm sorry. I was just...... I just ......"

Gu Yao thought that she was not a difficult person to get along with, and when she saw the other party's spitting appearance, she couldn't help but lighten her tone, "If you have something to say, don't worry." ”

Seeing that Gu Yao was very gentle, the other party mustered up his courage before he straightened out his words, "Secretary Gu, can I apply for no overtime tonight?" ”

Overtime?

Gu Yao was stunned, she got off work on time every day, and she didn't know that there were colleagues working overtime, and it was related to her.

"Excuse me, but which department are you?"

Although it was a bit rude, Gu Yao really didn't know.

The other party remembered that she hadn't introduced herself yet, so she pushed her eyes again and said very politely: "Hello, Secretary Gu, I am the newly recruited secretary of Mr. Nan, my name is Liang Qian." Mr. Nan said that I can ask you any questions in the future, so I will ask you for leave abruptly. But I'm not lazy, but the place where I've lived lately has not been very peaceful, and if I go back too late, I'm prone to accidents. ”

Speaking of her own in the back, she has no confidence, after all, this reason is not a righteous and bright reason, it sounds more like an excuse for not wanting to work overtime.

Gu Yao listened to her words, and then suddenly it was realized. I can't do the job of a secretary, so Nan Yi deliberately recruited a new one, and the novice will inevitably work overtime in order to keep up with the rhythm.

It's just that she is only Nanyi's secretary and can't make decisions for him.

"Secretary Liang, I'm sorry, you have to discuss this with Mr. Nan, I don't have this right."

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