The distance from the first floor to the ninth floor is twenty-eight meters.

The distance from Hangzhou to Hong Kong is 1,383 kilometers.

If you run, it will take five minutes and two hundred and seventy-six days and a half.

There are many five minutes and two hundred and seventy-six and a half days in life.

But such an encounter may not happen once.

When Yang Tian used all his strength to rush to the ninth floor.

The door is open.

Half-hidden.

Through the crack in the door, you can see the warm light coming out of the room.

There is also a faint singing voice.

It is Li Zhi's "City in the Sky", the accompaniment when they first met.

Yang Tian held his breath and approached step by step and pushed open the door.

He kept telling himself that it was okay, it was just a joke on hers.

Practical joke.

Just to dilute the faint ambiguous taste before.

She must have been shy.

Girls.

How can you say you like it first.

But the nose betrayed him first, his self-consolation.

There was a warm light inside the door, and there was a strong smell of blood.

There was no dripping sound anymore.

for the blood had been poured all over the earth.

From a small wound.

The sister of Hong Kong Island sat next to the sofa, her ears still leaning on the phone that had not been hung up, and her eyes closed.

It's like falling asleep.

When she was asleep, it was much quieter than when she was awake, and it didn't look weird at all, but so gentle and beautiful.

But Yang Tian preferred that she was awake, smiled at him, and stuck out her tongue, saying, "X-Men, are you frightened?" ”

But she didn't.

"Do you like it?" At this moment, the stranger sitting on the sofa spoke, and he looked pale and weak, as if he would die at any moment.

But he just didn't want to die, as if he had to take a look at Yang Tian's painful expression before he died.

Yang Tian didn't satisfy him, he didn't show a painful expression.

He walked over, crouched down, stretched out his hand, touched her face, and said, "It's too bad that the red wine broke on the road, don't think I'm clumsy." ”

Hoarse voice.

He got up again and walked into the kitchen, took out the Spanish pie that had already been pasted, put it in front of her, picked up a piece casually, ate it, and said, "It's so delicious, I didn't know there was such a food as Spanish pie before, can you still make it for me in the future?" ”

He shook her hand.

It's like she's alive.

"She's dead." The person sitting on the sofa seemed to be dissatisfied with Yang Tian's current calmness, and deliberately stimulated him to say.

"I know." Yang Tian nodded, still so calm.

"I said she's dead!" The man on the sofa finally couldn't sit still, and he almost jumped up with excitement, but the terrible condition of losing most of the blood in his body made him sit back in pain, and he kept breathing until he suffocated.

"I know." Yang Tian touched her face again.

Little by little, inch by inch.

He could feel her skin losing its temperature.

So he picked up the phone that hadn't hung up before all the temperature had subsided, and said, "Hey." ”

"Hey." The same voice rang from the receiver on the other end of the phone.

"My name is Yang Tian."

"My name is Yang Tian."

"I like you."

"I like you."

I like you.

Li Zhi's voice in the room was amplified to the maximum, and he was singing:

Sister Hong Kong Island, we once had a sweet love, and it tore me apart like crazy.

The city in the sky is crying.

The daisies on the windowsill withered.

Outside the window, raindrops were hitting the window.

It's raining again.

"Bang-" The stranger on the sofa suddenly burst open, and the only remaining blood in his body turned into a net.

The man on the couch hugged the woman tightly, keeping all the blood splattering out of him.

He looked up, revealing a face covered in deep blood.

Yang Tian.

Enchanted.

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The next day, Zeng Jingheng woke up on the sofa in the hotel.

He didn't know how he got back, and he couldn't even remember a little bit about what happened last night.

asked Ah He, who went with him, Ah He just said that he watched him walk into the Ni family's old house alone, and then walked out alone after a while and drove back.

He had no choice but to come back with him.

He also asked Zeng Jingheng what he was doing in there.

Zeng Jingheng just shook his head, he did forget it, but he remembered something.

In the end, he just said: "Ni Yuping is not a simple character. ”

As for where it was, he didn't say it, and Ah He didn't ask anymore.

It was afternoon when Yang Tian came back, and his whole person looked pale.

That kind of paleness is not just that his face is pale, but the whole person's mental state, which is very pale.

Exhaustion.

Moreover, his forehead and eyebrows inexplicably had a little red mark, like a mole.

Cinnabar nevus.

Ah He also joked with him: "Hey, Yang Tian, just go out on a date, why do you still make such a strange look." ”

If it was in the past, Yang Tian would definitely smile and scold back.

But this time he didn't.

He just nodded, his eyes looking out the window, as if he were looking at something.

made Ah He fuss and shouted: "What's the situation, why do you come back one by one and become strange." ”

"Hong Kong is such a ghost place, I have to get out of here, I don't want to be like you." He shook his head and began to pack.

They're leaving.

"Hong Kong is a good place." Yang Tian said suddenly.

The return trip was scheduled for the afternoon, Zeng Jingheng and the others first went to the hospital to see Brother Lai, who was still recuperating from his injuries, asked him to take good care of his body, and invited him to come to Hangzhou to play when he was free.

I had a casual meal with Brother Xiao before leaving.

Originally, according to the way he came, it was natural for Shen Yi to use his terrifying teleportation ability to bring Zeng Jingheng and them back.

But at Yang Tian's request, the group still took the plane instead.

Evening flights.

Procedures or something, naturally Ni Yongxiao will handle it single-handedly.

It's just that Ah He and they were inevitably curious and asked why Yang Tian wanted to take the plane.

Yang Tian just shook his head and plugged in the headphones.

When the plane took off in the evening, it started to rain again.

Yang Tian, who was sitting by the window, looked out the window, and Li Zhi's hoarse singing voice came from the earphones:

Someone passing by there came back to sue me

The city in the sky is crying, you can't breathe

At the moment I am in the night in a foreign land

I miss you farther and farther away......

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Ask for recommendations, ask for collections.

The Hong Kong roll is over here, and I don't know what to say.

It's fair to say that there are a lot of things that haven't been written, but the ending is what I like.

Yang Tian fell into the devil, and since then there has been an extra cinnabar mole on his forehead, and there is an extra gap in his heart.

Well, so be it.