"Zhang Zhou!" Li Ai, who was lying on the table, suddenly opened his eyes and let out a call like a cuckoo's blood. The open eyes of the pen and the fun www.biquge.info pavilion seemed to still have the sea of flowers on the other side like fire, and the arms resting on the dining table were also slightly bent, as if in a dream, maintaining the posture of hugging him.

It's just that the sea of flowers is missing in front of me, only a table of cold dishes that reflect the hazy light in the light; There was no residual breath of the man in his arms, only cold, painful air; There was no echo of his breathing or words, only the whistle of the occasional passing car outside the window. It's almost early in the morning.

She turned her eyes to look out the window at where the voice had come from, but her own reflection in the glass window was reflected in her eyes. I found myself in tears. Her heart moved slightly, but she remembered the sentence she heard when she went to the movies with him not long ago.

"When I wake up in the morning, I don't know why I'm crying, I often have this situation, I can't recall the dreams I have had, but there is a sense of loss that something is disappearing, even after waking up, it has always existed."

She lowered her eyes slightly, and the emotions fluctuating in her heart quietly converged, leaving only a vague sense of loss, and whispered in an unknown tone, "It's a dream." ”

She had just woken up and was a little confused, but the vivid dreams she had just experienced were rapidly moving away, as if she was wrapped in a layer of mist, leaving only a scale and half a claw, scattered and broken. She lifted her palms and propped her chin on, trying to remember what had happened in her dreams. Faintly, there is a very urgent feeling, but I don't know where the urgency comes from. Just silently recalled, trying to combine those broken and messy impressions.

Gradually, those chasing in the fog, those words slowly became clear, but they were a little blurred, only those words were left, which were inadvertently engraved in her heart. That was her longing and her regret. She longed to hear him say that to her in person one day, but regretted that it was just a dream.

"Was it just a dream?" She squinted her eyes slightly, muttering such regrets softly, but she couldn't help muttering the words he had said in her dream, but the tears in the corners of her eyes gradually dried up.

"Of course I love you."

"If I don't love you, how can I care so much about what you say?"

"The deeper you sink into the filth, the more you yearn for purity; The more you indulge in loneliness, the more you value tenderness. So, I'm going to run away from you, I'm going to want to be separated from you for a while, to calm each other, all because I love you. ”

She repeated what he had said over and over again, trying to trace the scene in her mind, over and over again, but it became more and more blurred. This made her frown, and she remembered vigorously, trying to keep the images intact and clear. However, in the midst of such a recollection over and over again, other words flooded up, making her brows furrow unconsciously tightened. Those words were full of ominous connotations.

"Naturally, I have my own troubles." What kind of hardship will it be? What happened to wake me up from a dream like that?

"A lot of things aren't what you think they are...... It's just ...... "What do I imagine it to look like?" What does it really look like? It's just that? Just what? The words swirled around her heart, stirring up the dreams and hopes that were sweet to her, and all that remained was the panic of invasion after invading.

"It's just that it doesn't make sense to say that anymore. This life is over, and I am ...... Between me and you, there is no more...... "What is gone?" What's the end? What doesn't make sense anymore? What exactly are you talking about? I don't understand?

She only felt that her whole heart was immersed in panic, and she was so uneasy. She held her head hard, thinking hard, tracing hard, trying to recall, trying to find the answer.

It's just that when she was seeking that answer, she could always feel the fear of that answer that had been in her heart. And as she remembered the last words he had left in her dream, she finally understood where her fear came from.

"Afterlife...... If there is an afterlife......" he murmured, hugging her tightly, as if he wanted to make a promise to her, but those words made the ominous meaning in her heart even stronger.

"There is no afterlife!" It was at this time that she heard an unknown voice. It snapped, interrupting his speech. Then in a gloating voice, he said, "There is no afterlife, don't believe it, you see! At that moment, she seemed to have turned into Zhang Zhou, and turned her head to look at the three-life stone, but she only saw a piece of chaos on the color that represented the afterlife.

"Sure enough...... There is no afterlife. Beside her, he was still whispering, but her mind was already drifting. There is no afterlife...... Is there even an afterlife? She muttered under her breath, her heart full of panic. "I wanted to give you a promise...... But it turns out that I don't have the ability to make promises......" He was still talking in his ear, but his voice was getting more and more blurred. She suddenly turned her head, and saw that he was suddenly shattered, and disappeared without a trace in an instant, but she was not even given a chance to keep it.

"Zhang Zhou!" She stood up abruptly, and stretched out her palm as if she wanted to hold on to something, amid the sound of the metal chair falling to the ground. But in the end, it's just an illusion. She shook her head vigorously before realizing where she was. But it could no longer be calm.

She silently withdrew her palm, lowered her head, but whispered his name over and over again, but the voice was getting louder and louder, as if filled with something. She suddenly looked up, walked quickly to the sofa, grabbed her phone and played with it, her eyes full of uneasy flames.

But as she fiddled with it, she threw her phone back on the sofa in great irritability. Then she remembered that she didn't have his phone number saved. And although he stored her number, he never called her once. None of them used this handy tool to contact each other. They were all scared, and it would make the bond between them weaker. So, almost stubbornly, they maintain that thin connection. Just because of cherishing.

But now, she hates this treasure very much. When she lost his news, she realized what a stupid thing she had done! She breathed heavily, then almost lost her mind and rushed out of the door. She was going to him, to see with her own eyes where he was. She was terrified, uneasy, just to make sure he was still there, that he was alive.

She walked through the narrow alleys where he had taken her, calling out his name, but receiving no answer from him. Little did she know that when she ran out of the apartment, Zhang Zhou had just stopped killing and left the narrow alley. And after he left, the black embers of that place melted away like snowflakes. When she passed, all that was left was the stone floor. She just passed by her.

"Zhang Zhou, Zhang Zhou, are you there?" She banged frantically on his door, but it was only hidden, opening open when she knocked it, revealing the empty living room. She rushed in eagerly, calling out his name as she opened door after door, looking for his presence and traces of his existence. It wasn't until she opened the kitchen and stood in front of the board that she breathed a sigh of relief.

There are still some traces of cooking on it, and looking at the freshness of those leftover vegetables, it is obvious that not much time has passed. In other words, he could have stayed here yesterday, or rather, this morning. After determining this, she finally calmed down, and then realized her mistake in an instant.

"No, wrong, wrong, I was wrong, I shouldn't have come to him in such a hurry. The current self actually doesn't understand the current situation at all, even if he finds him, what can he do? Can you save him? She muttered under her breath, asking herself incessantly, driving away the wavering and hesitation in her heart. He didn't stay behind to wait for a possible return, turned around and walked slowly home. She has to gather all her energy and solve the necessary key first! At that time, come and look for him again.

"Li Ai? Why didn't you come to class? When she got home, there was a phone call, and she hurried up to pick it up, but it was not the person she had hoped for.

"I'm sorry, I'm feeling a little uncomfortable...... It seems to be a cold. Teacher, can I take a leave of absence these days? She whispered, but she wasn't going to go to school again these days. She wanted to unravel the words left by Moyin Bao'er, at any cost. Therefore, I don't want the school to experience those external influences.

"Is that so? Well, yes, get some rest. Final exams are not far away. The teacher on the other end of the phone gave him a few words of encouragement and hung up the phone. Li Ai suddenly said, "Wait a minute." ”

"Well, anything else?" The teacher on the other end of the line was a little confused.

"Zhang Zhou, did you come to class today?" She asked with a ten-thousandth hope, waiting for the almost doomed answer, and silently closed her eyes.

"Zhang Zhou? There is this student...... Ah, yes, yes, no. Why didn't the kid come to class today? There was some confusion in the teacher's words, but the content of the words made Li Ai suddenly open his eyes, and his eyes were full of horror.

What is he saying? Has he forgotten that he exists? Impossible, how could he have forgotten the big names in his class with such a good memory! "Teacher, that guy didn't seem to come to class yesterday." She clenched her fists secretly and whispered tentatively, with an imperceptible tremor in her voice.

"Is there one?" The response on the other end of the phone made her silently close her eyes, and she responded in an astringent voice, "That's it." Teacher, I'm going to rest. ”

"Oh? Oh! Rest well. The body is the capital of the revolution...... So be it. The phone that sounded busy fell from her hand, jumped on the sofa, and landed there on her back, the galaxy picture on the standby interface flowing, quiet.

"Forgetting?" Is Zhang Zhou's existence being erased? She looked up at the ceiling above her head, smiled wryly and whispered, but her eyes were filled with inexplicable fear, wouldn't she, just like them, forget his existence?