The path of life is the most difficult to choose.

In the hospital, Zhao Yang was lying on the hospital bed, his eyes were blank, staring at the ceiling in a daze, he was hesitant, he was frightened, he was powerless.

Since he was a child, he has never felt that he is so small.

The events that happened during this time echoed in my mind over and over again, like watching flowers.

Jiang Ying's death.

He Fang's death.

And Zhanyang......

As soon as he closed his eyes, he felt the picture of the tragic death of the three people appear in front of him, and smiled at him, sneering, laughing, laughing at his incompetence.

Every now and then he wakes up.

A qiē and a qiē haunted him like a disease.

Deeply tormented.

Like a thousand cuts, this feeling almost suffocated him and made him break down.

His subordinates, including his superiors, and even relatives and friends, came to visit again and again, and sighed again and again and left.

They understand that if they want to get out of this calamity, they must rely on themselves.

Honka stood in the hallway, holding a document, listening to the reports of the two police officers, and asked, "What do you say?" ”

"The above unanimously decided to understand the disappearance."

"What about the seven corpses?"

“…… Curse. "It took a long time for a policeman to spit out two words," the above discussion, the case was closed with cannibalism, seven college students went out to play, and wanted to explore the haunted house after late at night, at this time, they were already dissatisfied with all parties, and used the ghost to kill each other, and the other murderer finally committed suicide to apologize. ”

Honka closed the file, took a deep breath, and cursed in his heart, this messy idea would only be believed, but now...... He glanced back at the room and sighed, "Let's do it." ”

"Yes." The two policemen looked at the ward, looked slightly hesitant, and asked, "Head ...... him?"

"It's going to be fine." "Go and do something." ”

"Yes."

Will it be good?

Trauma heals easily, but the heart ......

It's hard, it's hard.

"Hey!" Zhan Yang walked down the corridor with a fruit basket on his hand, and far away, he saw Honka greeting with a smile on his face with his head bowed and a sad face.

Honkatsu's body shook, looked up, suddenly stunned, suddenly stood up straight, stared, trembled hands, and pointed at Zhanyang: "You, you, you ......"

For a long time, I couldn't say a word.

Zhan Yang was surprised: "Problem? ”

"You, you're not dead?" Honka screamed, hugged him, and began to cry, fearing that if he let go, Zhanyang would disappear.

No matter what the murder is, the deceased has passed away, but Zhan Yang is different, he disappeared in front of Zhao Yang's eyes, he asked Zhao Yang, he died for the murder. Zhanyang, he has become Zhao Yang's biggest heart disease, he is not a policeman, but he sacrificed for the case, he couldn't get the honor he deserved, and even gave up the college entrance examination.

Whether it is human affection or morality, this affection has always been deeply pressed on Zhao Yang's heart.

But.

Now, Zhanyang is standing alive in front of him.

Honka wept with joy.

Zhan Yang was puzzled and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

Honka let go of him, wiped his tears, and said, "It's okay, it's okay, by the way, you're not...... How did you get out? ”

"It's a long story, I'll explain to you slowly, what about Officer Zhao?"

"Him?" Honka's expression darkened.

Zhanyang's heart jumped: "What's wrong?" ”

"Let's go in and have a look." Gu Song shook his head, Zhao Yang's spirit was decadent, almost on the verge of collapse, hoping to see Zhan Yang and make a difference, he said, and pushed open the door of the ward.

"Head." Honka called softly, but Zhao Yang didn't react, he looked at Zhanyang and said, "The head spirit has not been very good, and the hospital had to change the single room." ”

Zhan Yang nodded, indeed, as soon as he entered the door, he noticed that there was an extremely strong gloomy atmosphere in the room.

That's not a good thing.

Zhan Yang asked, "Can you talk about it alone?" ”

"Of course, I'm right outside the door, so I don't have to say anything." Honka stepped back and closed the door.

Zhan Yang walked over, put the fruit basket on the table, picked out an apple, took out the fruit knife, sat on the edge of the bed, and slowly began to peel it.

Not a word.

The ward was silent and deep.

After Zhanyang finished sharpening, he put down the fruit knife, took a bite, and asked, "Are you blaming yourself?" ”

Still no response.

Zhan Yang said: "There is a kind of responsibility, you don't have to carry, in this world, what you see, what you touch, what you hear, is just recognized by the majority of people, of course, in addition to the majority of people, in this world, there is still a small part, they are called aliens, is rejected by many people. ”

Still indifferent.

Zhan Yang continued: "These aliens, either for the calamity, or the hermit does not come out, or is regarded as a treasure by the state, there are legends in the world, and most people do not believe in them after hearing them, or laugh at them, and regard them as superstitions, but unfortunately, although the world does not believe them, they do exist. ”

"These aliens have great power in their own right, however, they all have their own rules and will not just shoot in front of ordinary people...... It's a pity that Nancheng is a special city, and many people can't bear the loneliness, and unfortunately, you, an ordinary police officer, are involved in it. ”

Suddenly, Zhao Yang's eyebrows jumped.

Zhan Yang didn't seem to notice it, and continued: "If it were an ordinary policeman, I would wash away his memories and forget all things related to the supernatural, but unfortunately, sadly, you are not, you have a pure yang body, and you are destined to be involved in this dispute. ”

Zhan Yang had finished eating the apple in his hand, threw it into the trash can, clapped his hands, and looked at Zhao Yang.

At this time, Zhao Yang's eyes slowly regained focus.

Zhan Yang said: "Think about what I told you last time, this time I came to sue you, I am not dead, you don't have to blame yourself, let alone guilt, in addition, to give you a chance to choose." ”

"First, if you want to participate in this game, I can recommend you to practice, with your qualifications and physique, you will have a small success in a few years, and second, if you want to escape, I will properly arrange your back road to ensure that you enjoy your old age in peace, the premise is that you must leave Nancheng, otherwise, you will definitely die."

Still speechless.

Zhan Yang was not in a hurry, picked up an apple again, and began to peel it.

Become a god and become a demon, in a thought.

However, the two are diametrically opposed.

The question has been given, whether to be a small group of people with thaumaturgy, or to be the majority of people who are busy all their lives.

Heaven and man are at war!

One side is an outlier, but he allows himself to fulfill his ambitions, and the other side is family and friends......

Gradually, Zhao Yang's gaze was no longer dull, and slowly, he closed his eyes.

When he opened his eyes.

Zhan Yang had already left, and on the seat, there was a peeled apple.

Crystal clear!

It looks so tempting.

I don't know how long it took, Zhao Yang took a deep breath and slowly stretched out his hand to the apple......

This scene happened to fall in the eyes of Honka, who was peeking outside the door.

Knowing that Zhao Yang had chosen the path to take, Honsong turned his back, leaned against the wall, took a deep breath, and closed his eyes.

However, his expression was complicated, but very comfortable.