Xiao Heng didn't know, and he couldn't imagine what this little guy had experienced before, and he couldn't even tell how those black wounds on her body were caused.

It's just that a dull dull ache keeps coming from his chest...... Even if the subjective consciousness is reluctant, there is a strange instinct that resists fiercely.

Resisting ...... Again...... The thought of throwing this hair ball behind.

......

In the end, after simply packing his bags, Xiao Heng "surrendered" and hugged the little guy in his arms.

He originally wanted to send this hair ball to the pet hospital for treatment after coming down the mountain, and then naturally find a reliable family to adopt it.

Which Cheng thought that in the end, it was himself, and he was unwilling to let go anymore.

......

Whoosh - Slap -

A short, fast sound suddenly broke the dead silence of the room.

Buzz –

Then there is the resonance of the tremors caused by the foreign object nailed into the wall.

A dark brown wooden chair was placed against the wall, and the tremor afterglow was transmitted along the connection to the wooden chair, bringing a tingling sensation and waking up the man sleeping in it.

Xiao Heng opened his eyes suddenly, a touch of coldness appeared under his eyes, and then disappeared without a trace in an instant.

On the opposite side, there was a curtain blown by the cold wind, and now there was a hole in it.

Golden sunlight leaked through the holes, leaving an irregular circle on the floor.

The man squinted slightly, looked up at the wall behind him, and saw a light brown shriveled branch appear at a height of half an arm's length above his head.

The branches of the tree are not very finely polished, but one end is trimmed extremely sharp, comparable to iron.

A white note is tied to the branch in red silk satin.

When Xiao Heng saw that thing, he stood up decisively and pulled out the branch with one hand.

When I opened the note neatly, I saw a line of chic cursive writing written on it: Street Park is coming to pick up.

There was no time to care about the authenticity of this information, Xiao Heng clenched the note with one hand, grabbed the key with the other hand and rushed out of the door, and he didn't have time to put on his coat.

......

Jiexin Park is only ten minutes' drive away from Xiao Heng's apartment, but along the way, he feels as if a century has passed, and every minute has become a torment.

A heart beat wildly, and the violent sound even poured into his own ears, a strange feeling he had never experienced before.

And at this time, he didn't even have time to tell how this feeling came about.

Now Xiao Heng's eyes are full of the lost little guy, he only hopes that she is safe and sound.

It was probably just after noon, and the sun had slipped over your head to your shoulder.

It's work time, and there's hardly anyone in the park.

Around the corner, a black car drifted towards the park gate, then braked sharply and stopped outside the gate.

Xiao Heng couldn't wait to push the door and get out of the car, and strode towards the depths of the park.

At this time, he was still wearing the white shirt of yesterday, with an untied neckline, half-open, revealing half of the collarbone inside, which was open and charming.

After a night of crushing, the shirt has been slightly wrinkled, and even the black trousers worn underneath are not as neat as they are on weekdays.

The whole person looks a little raunchy in the past, but it is also full of a birth-like tired abstinence, which also makes people feel a little unstoppable at a glance.

The breeze blows, and the modification outlines his thin but sturdy body, which is particularly conspicuous in the park.

......

And at this time

In the corner of the park, under a stout tree, there is a stone table and two stone benches.

The autumn wind was bleak, the branches were bare, and only a mottled shadow was left on the tables and chairs.

"If you hadn't met me, I'd have suffered again. ”

A man sat on a stone bench and whispered.

Even if he deliberately low-key his dress, he is still different from ordinary people, and his temperament and demeanor are there, and he is already detached from the world.

Now, the man was holding a dirty ball of hair on his lap, but it was quiet, like a doll.

If you can't see the ups and downs of your breathing, you really think it's just a mess.

This person seems to cherish this hair ball abnormally, and he doesn't have any dislike, but just repeatedly follows the dirty long hair, and his gestures are full of indescribable love and pity.

There seems to be a trace of ..... Repression.

For a moment, this person's eyes suddenly wandered, and he saw a tall figure appear in the distance, wrapped in a heavy chill, galloping towards here.

It's just that the steps are a little messy, and the breath is also fluctuating.

“...... Still in such a hurry. ”

This man laughed lightly between his words, but his face was never soft, and there was still a trace of coldness in his clear face.

"It's a long time coming...... You take good care of yourself, and you can do well...... Wait for me. ”

Gently placing the hair ball on his knees on the stone table, the man reluctantly touched the fluff on Ye Liyan's forehead, and then turned around and completely disappeared behind the tree.

When Xiao Heng came over, only half of the clothes were left in his eyes.

The phantom flashed by, and there was no time for people to see clearly.

Xiao Heng knew that he was not dazzled, but this person was walking too fast......

He felt it carefully, and there was not even a trace of breath left in the space.

......

Taking a deep look at the corner where the man had left, Xiao Heng frowned and did not continue to investigate.

However, when his eyes swept to the hairy balls on the table, Hitomi still trembled violently.

The little guy seemed to be asleep now, Xiao Heng carefully hugged her into his arms, but he didn't feel any response.

Dumplings......

Without half a minute of delay, Xiao Heng hugged Ye Liyan and turned around and walked in the direction of the car.

It was only when he walked back that he found that he was in a hurry and even forgot to close the car door.

In the dream is a cold and hard feeling.

It seemed that there were waves of cold and biting sea water, and Ye Liyan couldn't help but shiver.

I opened my eyes in a haze and found myself in a white room.

From time to time, a figure flashed beside him...... It seems that someone is stopping by his side and talking about something.

It's just that she hasn't fully awakened yet, and she can't hear clearly for a while.

But at this time, she also found that she was really lying on a cold and biting platform.

There was a bright, blinding light shining on him overhead.

Where is this?

Ye Liyan asked herself in her heart, but when she reached her mouth, she only spat out a few weak whimperes

"Woo~"

Her voice was weak and helpless, but when the people around her heard it, they immediately leaned in.

"Are you awake?"

It was a woman with a medical mask on half of her face, her eyes were full of kindness, and her tone was gentle.

It's just that when she saw the cold light in her hand, Ye Li's heart that had just been put down suddenly tightened again.

"Woo~"

Ye Li was terrified, and suddenly let out a hoarse wail, and at the same time struggled desperately, because she saw that the woman was holding an inexplicable machine in her hand, and it was "buzzing" at the moment.

And he kept leaning towards her.

Ye Liyan struggled desperately, only to find that he was trapped on this cold metal platform by the five flowers, completely unable to move.

The tide of fear surrounded the night glaze, and she was already extremely afraid of water, but although she was on the flat ground at the moment, she still felt a suffocating feeling like a flooded neck.

He didn't want me anymore, he left me here......

Don't, you don't come......

Who's going to save me...... I'm going out...... Let me out......

Ye Liyan kept shouting in her heart, but all kinds of terrible roars could only turn into weak whimperes, and at this moment her pale roar was not understood by anyone at all.

With tears of grievance in her eyes, Ye Liyan struggled to the point of exhaustion, and her voice finally began to become smaller.

And her consciousness began to drift again.