"Whoop Woohoo ......"

Intense wheezing.

"Dada......"

Running footsteps.

It seemed to be an old street shrouded in smog, but it was empty and unmanned, as if entering a lifeless, foggy world.

In this thick, cold and damp haze, the nose seems to be unable to breathe air normally, or the air inhaled is particularly pungent and choking, it can not only stimulate the olfactory nerves, but even really spicy eyes, making people feel stinging eyes.

Xia Ran, who was running away in it, felt that he was in pain, extremely painful...... He was enduring unspeakable suffering, and there was little hope of escaping this painful ordeal—

It is like a victim who is lonely and difficult to trek on the desert under the scorching sun and yellow sand, and will die of dehydration and heat stroke at any time.

It's like a drowning person who can't swim, struggling desperately and helplessly, but still suffocating gradually.

He could only gasp for breath as if he was having trouble breathing, while raising his hands and rubbing his eyes from time to time, and staggering through the boundless, seemingly endless thick haze of staggering through the boundless, seemingly endless.

- as if he were some dying man who had been seriously injured and was dying.

Okay, maybe this statement is a little exaggerated, but his physique has always been relatively weak, his foundation is not too good, he was often prone to fever and illness when he was a child, and he has spent the last few months in a hospital bed.

Right now, in this kind of thick smoke and fog, he can barely see the looming scenery around him, and he can't tell whether it is day or night, groping his way forward in a gloomy and dark environment, which is really a torture for Xia Ran.

Dyspnea......

Eye tingling......

Coughing desperately as if he had asthma......

Even the air you breathe seems to be blocked in your nose, and you can't go down to your lungs at all, as if even if you breathe in air, it's blocked in your chest and can't be transported to your whole body.

It's as if the more you breathe, the more you suffocate, it's unbearable. Add to that other bad sensations, including stinging eyes, and the dampness and greasy sensation of moisture that your body feels...... It can be said that it is bad and disgusting in all aspects.

If it weren't for being "familiar" with this kind of situation, or even being very "skilled", Xia Ran thought that he would definitely not be able to stand it.

But even so, even if he comforted himself again and again, encouraged himself, and kept telling himself repeatedly that this situation would not last forever, that it would end sooner or later, and that he would be relieved by that time......

- However, his mood inevitably slipped little by little, becoming more and more gloomy and depressed.

Especially as his lungs became more and more breathless, his legs were so heavy that he couldn't move his legs as if they were filled with lead, his throat and lungs were burning, and his body was getting weaker and weaker, and he almost gave up on himself.

Or maybe that's it......

Just give up......

Being caught up by the madman behind it hurts for a while at most, and it passes quickly, but if you struggle slowly like this, the torment will be long, and I don't know when it will be the end......

Escaping won't solve the problem, but it can be useful. Thoughts like these kept popping up in his mind, lingering, lingering.

After all, this is also the truth, there is an old saying that suffering is a blessing, but it only encourages people not to be afraid of suffering, not to encourage people to take the initiative to suffer. Xia Ran thinks that he is also a very normal person, and there is no setting similar to "shaking M physique".

If he had a choice, he would certainly not have taken the initiative to come to the disgusting, cold, slippery haze to receive lung cleansing, and have a thrilling, adrenaline-burning death race with a madman murderer who couldn't communicate at all.

……

……

A little more time passed.

"Whoop Woohoo ......"

Finally couldn't run anymore, his legs were so heavy that he couldn't step away at all, Xia Ran held his knees and bent down desperately gasping for breath, his stinging and red eyes looked around a little blankly.

In the dead world, only his heavy breathing seemed to show his presence.

Nothing has changed, day and night are still indistinguishable, and a thick and gloomy haze seems to envelop the whole world, making the scenery a little farther away seem blurry, both visible and invisible.

He seemed to be trapped in a real "fog capital", but he didn't know the direction at all, and he was not familiar with the terrain and routes, and he spun around like a headless fly in the empty and cold dark alleys.

Now I don't know how far I ran, where I ran, whether I got rid of the crazy murderer behind me......

This fog capital is like a dead city, or a ghost city, Xia Ran can't even be sure if there is anyone living in it, although through the thick and cold haze, some dim and dim lights can be vaguely seen flickering and swaying, looking desolate and gloomy.

But he tried to knock on the door many times before and beg for help, but he didn't get any response, and he didn't know if there was no one inside or he simply didn't plan to come out to help.

It's really the world is declining, and people's hearts are not ancient......

However, considering that this is a "nightmare", even if it is clear, it is only a "dream" itself, so it is not incomprehensible.

He didn't complain too much, but after holding his knees and finally catching his breath, he straightened up and rubbed his red eyes, feeling that his tears were coming out. It's not that I feel aggrieved or scared to cry, but the gas around me is really too irritating.

Xia Ran even wondered if he had been infected with an upper respiratory tract disease, and now he missed the smell of disinfectant water in the hospital, although the smell was not very good, he also felt disgusted before.

But now that I compare it to this, the latter is a real paradise!

Xia Ran thought about these things like this, and kept looking around, looking around at the surroundings, although he knew that it might not be meaningful, but he still wanted to see what he could use.

Although on the surface, in addition to the stinging and red eyes caused by force majeure, tears flowed endlessly, and he was still coughing, asthma, and running for his life before, he now seemed to be very embarrassed.

But in fact, he was not too flustered, but with a kind of habitual helplessness and a strange calm.

It's one thing to run away, it's another thing to be afraid, and he ran away because he knew the situation was critical, but that doesn't mean he was panicked – just like a person wants to drink water because he knows he's thirsty.

It's a very simple thing, and it has nothing to do with other emotional problems.

After all, it wasn't the first time he had experienced such a situation, and although it wasn't the same every time, it was a very similar dangerous situation. And he really had enough of these inexplicable things, and this kind of scene naturally couldn't make him feel so frightened.

Of course, this does not mean that he will accept all this calmly and accept the fate imposed on him obediently.

The only thing that can endure anything is the dead. In a hurry, a dog will jump off the wall in a hurry, and the same reason is that people can do anything when they are forced to be in a hurry...... Except for math problems.

Xia Ran is now approaching such a state, and there are huge waves suppressed behind the calmness.

That's right, why is he always the only one who is being abused? There is no such reason......

Maybe it's like a spring, he has accumulated enough negative emotions of depression, anger, resentment, etc., and now he probably broke out directly at this time, so that the more he thought about it, the more angry he became.

And just then, he heard footsteps faintly at the end of the alley behind him.

- The madman murderer caught up...... Maybe it should be said that Jack the Ripper? The notorious end-of-the-century London murderer?

Xia Ran made such a judgment, not without reason, and not only because he happened to break into the murder scene before, and saw with his own eyes that the madman had just brutally tortured and mutilated a struggling woman.

- Although in the dark alleys wet with cold and thick fog, the blood meandered into a feast of criminals', that scene was really visually striking, and it also made him accidentally make a noise to expose himself, and finally attracted the madman's desperate pursuit.

There is also this strange fog that seems to be caught in the demon realm and shrouded in dense fog, some painting style that is completely retro, and the hazy light and shadow of the gas lamps on the street in the distance...... And he happened to read some information about this subject the other day.

These have become an important basis for his judgment, after all, even if it is a dream, it is impossible to really make something out of nothing.

Think about it day and dream night night. There is a truth to this statement, Freud once said that any dream is a reflection of the subconscious self, the subconscious thoughts, which are reflected in the dream through some kind of change.

Scientifically speaking, when people often pay attention to the same aspect of information repeatedly for a period of time, then when they sleep at night, because the brain cells are not completely dormant, they will integrate and process the information received during the day, and it is very likely that similar dreams will occur.

Because he always has this strange situation, Xia Ran has also looked for relevant theories and consulted relevant experts, so he knows the reason.

He felt that it made a lot of sense, and he was a man who believed in science.

With the rapid approach of footsteps, something faintly revealed its outline in the moving mist vortex, but he probably didn't expect the prey to stop, he was subconsciously stunned for a moment and stopped.

It was this moment-

Xia Ran took a deep breath and ...... Without hesitation, he rushed over.

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