"Footprints, gone?" Walking through the surging crowd, Zhang Zhou, who was chasing all the way along the footprints left by the insect queen, suddenly stopped, and gritted his teeth with some hatred. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info Li Ai, who was following behind him, tilted his head slightly, looked over his shoulder and glanced at the last two footprints, and unsurprisingly found that they were close together.

"Looks like that guy must have flown away." Li Ai reminded in a low voice, but looked around, his eyes skimming from place to place, trying to find out where it might fly to. But without knowing the other party's purpose and temperament, she had no clue about it.

"Damn," the expression on Zhang Zhou's face was cloudy. "I didn't think I would have a chance to use this thing......" he muttered under his whisper, and then put all ten fingers to his mouth in the inquiring gaze that Li Ai cast at him.

"That guy has to be found......" he muttered under his breath, then bit down on his finger. Under the force, the sharp teeth punctured the muscles and skin of the hand, and directly cut off the blood vessels under the stroke. The next moment, blood gushed out and slid down the fingertips and corners of the mouth. As if unconscious, he let go of the bitten finger, and his sharp teeth pierced the skin of the other finger again......

Under Li Ai's gaze, he kept biting all ten of his fingers until they were dripping with blood before stopping. He lowered his head and lifted his sleeve to wipe the blood from the corners of his mouth. Then he raised his bloody hands and placed them parallel to his chest. The next moment, ten drops of blood dripped from his fingertips at the same time, but before they landed, they had already spread out and turned into a slightly blood-colored mist. "Bloodshed." He raised his eyes and watched as the mist rose, rolling and converging into a somewhat vague human form. The figure paused in front of Zhang Zhou for a moment, but the next moment, it was abruptly upward, following the path where the insect Ji had flew, directly rushing to the top of the tall building not far away, and then following her path, rushing down from the other end of the tall building.

"This way!" Zhang Zhou's body was shocked, and he subconsciously stretched out his bloody palm, grabbed Li Ai's wrist at his side, and pulled her to follow the trail of the blood-mist humanoid, and followed all the way. He didn't heal the wound on his finger, because he still needed to keep in touch with the blood mist that dripped from the wound.

He ran eagerly, his eyes kept chasing the traces of the blood-mist humanoid, following it through countless streets and alleys, chasing hard, but never looking back. If he turned around and glanced at Li Ai, who was following him and was pulled by him and stumbling after him. He may be able to find the inexplicable blush on her face, and the confusion and uneasiness that lies underneath that blush.

Perhaps, after he turns his head and sees all this, he will realize something, so as to change the original ending, so as to get rid of that fate.

Unfortunately, he didn't. He just ran as hard as he could, following the blood-mist humanoid and trying to follow its trail, never looking back, never looking back. He was bound by fate and was struggling to rush into the abyss.

"Variable ......" The blue-shirted young man withdrew his gaze towards the sky, turned his head, and looked in the direction of Tang An's house. He stomped his foot, but he flew up, stepping over one tall building after another, and approaching that side.

"Gotta watch it." He whispered, but there was a hint of unease in his eyes. "But can I really spare the energy to watch it while I prepare for it?" His gaze was a little sad, as if it contained a sense of death......

Tang An opened the door of the house, kicked off the sneakers on his feet indiscriminately, put on his own pair of slippers, ignored his father who was leaning on the sofa with a relaxed face, carried his schoolbag by himself, and walked into his room with a solemn face holding the sachet wrapped in cloth.

He locked the door of the room with his backhand, cut off his father's angry and inquiring gaze, casually threw the schoolbag in his hand aside, and lay down on the bed. He stared blankly at the dimly lit ceiling above him, his mind drifting to something. After a long time, he suddenly came back to his senses.

His fingers flexed slightly, feeling that the small cloth bag was still in his hand, he calmed down slightly, then raised his arm and held the small cloth bag in front of his eyes, but suddenly found that the whole room was so dark that it was difficult to see the appearance of the cloth bag. He rolled his eyes and raised his hand to turn on the lamp in the room.

Slowly unwrap the cloth wrapped around the sachet and hold the ordinary-looking sachet in the palm of your hand. Tang An exhaled deeply, and then he completely relaxed. But as soon as he relaxed, Wang Yue's abnormal appearance at the afternoon celebration filled his mind again.

He couldn't help gritting his teeth, turned his head and glanced in the direction of his house, I don't know, what is he doing now?

Hmm, it's dark...... Wang Yue opened his eyes in a bit of confusion, but his eyes were a little vaguely dim. He turned his head a little dazedly, but found that he couldn't turn at all, and then he realized that he was lying on the bed.

Have I slept on my stomach for so long? As he thought so, he rolled over vigorously and changed his position from lying on his stomach to lying on his back. It seems that I have been really tired to the point of being unbearable in the past two days......

Just as he turned over, the corner of his eye swept over the edge of the bed, and then he was a little horrified to find that there seemed to be a figure standing at the head of his bed, looking down at him. The light in the room was so dim that he couldn't see the figure's face clearly. He panicked, straightened up suddenly, and was about to swing his fist at the man, when there was a click, and the lights in his room came on.

The next moment, half of his fist was smashed and froze in place, and immediately, he looked at the person standing at the head of his bed a little dumbfounded, retracted the fist he smashed out, and called out in a low voice, "Mom, why are you?" ”

"It's not me, who do you think it will be?" Wang Yue's mother glanced at the fist he was hiding behind him, pursed her lips slightly, but took two steps to the side, dragged the chair Wang Yue put in the room, and slowly sat down. Then she raised her eyes and stared coldly at Wang Yue, who was scratching his head.

"Tell me, what's going on?" She said this, but there was an unquestionable meaning in her words. Wang Yue unconsciously raised his eyes, glanced at her, and then lowered his head in a little panic, avoiding her gaze. At that moment, the clear divine light circulating in her eyes seemed to pierce into his heart and see through all his secrets, and in front of such a gaze, he felt a sense of weakness.

"What...... What's the matter? He looked away as he spoke, as if he felt that this was a little lacking, and he hurriedly continued, "Mom, what are you talking about? What's going on there? I'm ...... well" His tone was very eager, as if he wanted to cover up his weakness in this way, and fool his suspicious mother.

It's just that the more eager he is, the more weak he becomes. No matter what he said, no matter how he retorted, his mother just sat quietly in front of him, staring at him fixedly, not saying a word, not making any move. She just looked at him tenderly, tenderly at his botched performance.

Wang Yue, who looked away, was still arguing incoherently, but under her silent gaze, his words seemed so weak. As he spoke, his voice slowly quieted down, and finally fell silent. The small, lighted room fell silent as he fell silent.

For a while, between the sitting mother and son, there was only the sound of each other's slight breathing. Wang Yue tilted his head and looked at the slightly closed door, as if he wanted to see the flowers from the door. I didn't dare to take my eyes back to a little bit.

For a long time, Wang Yue's mother, who was sitting with her back to the curtain, let out a long sigh. In the quiet room, such a sigh seemed so clear that Wang Yue's body trembled unconsciously. He knew very well that whenever his mother sighed like this, it meant that there was no room for one thing to turn around. He narrowed his eyes slightly, his eyes full of bitterness. He knew that this time, if she didn't get an answer, she would never give up.

"Xiao Yue, turn your head and look into my eyes." With a somewhat serious voice, it sounded beside Wang Yue. Wang Yue subconsciously bit his lower lip, hesitated for a while, and then turned his head very reluctantly, raised his eyes a little evasively, and looked at his mother's stern eyes.

"You kid, are you still trying to deceive me?" Seeing that he turned his head obediently, Wang Yue's mother's tone softened slightly, "I am your mother, the mother who gave birth to you and raised you, if you can't even see that you are lying, these more than ten years of living together will be in vain." ”

She spoke like this, and her tone gradually became gentle. And in her words, Wang Yue lowered his head again and didn't look at her eyes. She didn't care, just reached out and gently rubbed his short hair.

"Xiao Yue, tell me, what happened?" She asked in a low voice, waiting for his answer. However, Wang Yue was silent for a while, but he shook his head slowly but firmly, and apologized in a low voice in a somewhat trembling tone, "I'm sorry...... I'm sorry, Mom, I can't tell you ......."

The hand that was rubbing his hair froze suddenly.

"What the hell is going on? You don't even want to tell me, who is your mother? Wang Yue's mother's tone was surprisingly calm, but Wang Yue could hear her vigorous anger from it. However, in the face of her anger, he had to grit his teeth. Those things, how can they be ...... How can I tell her?

"Mom, I'll fix it. So...... Don't ask, okay? He whispered, then slowly closed his eyes.