The blood-stained alleys, the lights flickering on and off, were very dim.

The aisles filled with the smell of blood were piled up with thick debris, and the moonlight could not shine in, which made it even more terrifying.

"Huh...... Hehe......"

The laughter of men and women broke the original silence, and suddenly the wild cat, which had been black, jumped in front of Ling Kite's eyes, and a strange cat meow frightened Ling Kite.

It seemed to have just rained here, and there was a disgusting sticky feeling in the air, like a big net, slowly binding Ling Kite's body.

She had no strength to resist, so she could only let her body be hoisted to a high place, unable to move.

"Little Kite...... Little kite!"

That feeling of suffocation made Ling Yuan not sure whether this was reality or a dream. The clear voice suddenly brought her back to reality, she hadn't heard anyone call her that way in two years, and her closed eyes opened suddenly.

"Little Kite...... Where are you, little kite, my sister is here to take you home!"

Ling Chuchu's voice became clearer and clearer, Ling Yuan was there, tightly held against the wall by a force, unable to move, and could only watch Ling Chuchu return to this alley, anxiously looking for it.

It was as if it was two years ago, the night after the rain. She found someone to send Ling Chuchu, who came to look for her back, but she didn't expect that those people had bad intentions and had no scheming Ling Chuchu who was deceived by them to the back alley.

By the time he ran over after he knew it, Ling Chuchu was already covered in blood and fell in the erosive alley.

"Ah......h

Then there was a scream from Ling Chuchu, and Ling Yuan didn't have time to remember the pain, her eyes widened, and she saw a bloody color blurring her vision.

"Sister......

Ling Kite's cry was hoarse, and she suddenly woke up from her sleep. The icy wind wrapped tightly around her body, and she shivered.

She doesn't remember when she opened the window, or that she never had the habit of opening the window to ventilate. Looking at the strangely open window, she didn't have the courage to go to the window. She hadn't woken up from Fang Cai's fear, and Ling Chuchu's blood was still in her eyes.

Ling Yuan didn't know why she had such a dream, Ling Chuchu in the dream was so real, as if she could walk to her side at any time.

"Sister Weiwei, have you slept?"

Ling Yuan didn't know who to go to, opened the door, and looked at the empty hallway. It was late at night, and the chandeliers in the hallway glowed dimly. Maybe it's because her room is closest to Lian Weiwei, maybe she always thinks that if Ling Chuchu hadn't died, she should be as mature and stable as Lian Weiwei now.

Even Weiwei didn't respond, Ling Yuan turned around, leaning her back against the door panel, and the cold sweat that she had just woken up had not subsided.

"Ling Kite, it's a big night, why are you sitting here!"

Lian Weiwei's door was suddenly opened, and Lian Weiwei stood at the door in her pajamas, looking at Ling Yuan sitting there, and pulled her into the house.

"Have a drink, I see you don't look good tonight!"

Lian Weiwei took out the goblet from the cabinet, the purple-red liquid slowly slid into the cup, Ling Yuan reached out and took it, just now he was thinking about chatting with Lian Weiwei, but now he didn't know how to speak.

"Sister Weiwei, why can't you?"

Looking at the neatly arranged ice buckets and red wine on the table, the ice cubes in the barrels have not completely melted, and it is easy to see that Lian Weiwei has not fallen asleep. She didn't know how to speak, so she could only start with the most embarrassing of words.

"What about you, you come to me in the middle of the night, it won't be as simple as wanting to talk. One day, we're really going to get into that game, and I'm not the only one who can't sleep today. ”

Even Weiwei poured wine for herself and sat in front of Ling Kite.

In the past, Lian Weiwei felt that Ling Yuan was a strong opponent, compared to Du Lei, who showed everything, Ling Yuan seemed to be indifferent to everything.

But today, in Lian Weiwei's eyes, Ling Yuan was obviously a frightened little girl.

"Nothing, I had a nightmare, I couldn't sleep so I came out to chat!"

Ling Yuan took a shallow sip of the red wine in the glass and said softly.

"If you want to talk about chatting, I'm afraid that there is someone who is more willing, and I wish you could go to him now?"

Lian Wei smiled and said.

"Sister Weiwei, I see that you have no worries about food and clothing, why do you want to participate in such a game, it's not as simple as money. ”

Ling Yuan consciously avoided the topic of Bai Yi, and Bai Yi haunted herself on weekdays, and even Ling Yuan couldn't help but wonder where she attracted Bai Yi.

However, Lian Weiwei always said that he was for more money, but with Lian Weiwei's appearance and temperament, he really couldn't gamble with his life to go through these side ways, and he might lose his life at any time.

"Do you want to hear it? I'm not like you. My family used to be very rich, and I thought that my father had accidentally gone bankrupt and owed a huge debt. Overnight, my family's property and car disappeared, and from childhood to adulthood, I only had money in my eyes and wanted to make more money. ”

Lian Weiwei told his story, maybe Ling Yuan couldn't understand it, but he still sighed: "It's good to be alive, why do you want to make yourself so tired?"

Maybe Ling Kite's life was embarrassing enough, and she had never experienced a more embarrassing feeling.

"What it's like to go from heaven to hell. Nowadays, the reality of society is very much, not everyone will be sincere to you. Ling Yuan, you are obviously luckier than me, I think Bai Yi is sincere. ”

Ling Yuan didn't know, chatting and chatting about why Lian Weiwei suddenly mentioned Bai Yilai, whether the rich second generation was sincere or fake, she was not interested.

This is the sky has been painted white, and the lights of dawn are gradually illuminating everything that is dark. Ling Yuan raised her head, the blood-like color of the sky was really beautiful. Someone said a few words to her, and she was no longer uncomfortable in her heart.

It was rare for her to dream of Ling Chuchu, everything in the dream was so clear.

If it weren't for the fact that it was the source of her pain, she would have been willing to see Ling Chuchu every day.

"Sister Weiwei, it's dawn, I still want to go back and prepare. ”

Obviously, at this time, Ling Yuan and Lian slightly pulled into Bai Yi, as if they had walked into a dead topic. After a busy night, Ling Yuan didn't eat anything, and after a glass of wine here in Lian Weiwei, she couldn't help but feel even more hungry.

They really don't have much time to wander in the world, and even less time to enjoy the morning sun, wasting time on that kind of fruitless thing, Ling Yuan would rather go out and bask in the sun.