There are six berths in one unit of the sleeper car of the train, and Qin Ge and his party of six people just occupy one unit. Yang Xing and Xiaofei were the youngest and should have slept on the top bunk, but when these two were not quiet for a moment, they were assigned to the lower bunk instead. Before getting into the car, because she knew that she would stay in the car for thirty-six hours, Xiaofei bought twenty catties of grapes at once. These grapes were stuffed under the bed, and after only a day, they were quite damaged. Yang Xing and Xiaofei picked out the spoiled grapes with sad faces and threw them out of the car window.

Qin Ge already knew about Yang Xing's strange illness, and he comforted Yang Xing with a smile: "Don't worry, when you get to the Sleeping Valley, the grapes there are enough for you to eat for a lifetime." Qin Ge's personality is very easy-going, and he has a smile on his face before he speaks. Yang Xing and Xiaofei like his good temper, because no matter how much they tease him, he won't get angry.

Sha Bo thought that he would be able to see the small town girl Forget Worry Grass in three days, and he was a little inexplicably excited and nervous, so he spent most of his time lying in the middle bunk thinking about his thoughts.

There are two other people who like to think about their hearts, that is, Tan Dong and Tang Wan. After the two of them got into the car, they took the initiative to ask to go to the upper bunk, and Qin Ge guessed that they didn't want to be disturbed, so they met their request. They lay on the top bunk, and could be silent for most of the day, and they followed everyone during the meal, and they were also unusually silent. It's just that the eyes of the two often fall on each other, as if they can communicate through their gaze.

That night, Yang Xing and Xiaofei pestered Qin Ge Shabo to play cards, Shabo cards were very smelly, and after a few handfuls, Xiaofei lost the cards. Shabo smiled wryly, looking embarrassed. Xiaofei's legs and feet were neat, and she climbed the escalator and asked Tang Wan if she could play cards, so she would come down to take a hand.

Tang Wan was silent for a moment, looked at Tan Dong who was on the other side with his eyes open, and then shook his head at Xiaofei: "I'm sorry, I don't know how to play cards, so let's play." Xiao Fei shrugged her shoulders and made an indifferent expression. Coming down from the escalator, he squeezed his eyebrows at Qin Ge Shabo to show his disdain for Tang Wan. At this time, it was time for the sleeper car to turn off the lights, and the lights went out all at once, leaving only a glimmer of light from the floor lamp on the side of the aisle. The sleeper compartments were crowded, and some of the people who had not been able to return to their berths in time were hurrying around the aisles.

Yang Xing ate less grapes, and his stomach began to be hungry again. But he gradually became disgusted with grapes, and when he was really hungry, he resolutely refused to eat them. If you can't eat, go to sleep, at least you won't feel hungry in your dreams. Although Xiaofei didn't want to go to bed so early, she knew that Yang Xing was hungry and hard, so she also lay down quietly and didn't disturb him.

I don't know how long time has passed, and everyone didn't notice when Tang Wan on the upper bunk got off the bunk and went to the toilet at the front of the car, but after a while, there was a sudden sound of hurried footsteps in the aisle, and then Tang Wan stumbled over, and the heavy gasping showed the panic in her heart. Qin Ge and the others hurriedly sat up, and were about to ask what was going on, when Tan Dong, who had been silent on the upper bunk, had already quickly descended from the escalator, his movements were agile, as if he was ready to rush down at any time.

Tan Dong had already hugged Tang Wan and asked in a deep voice, "What's wrong?" "Someone." Tang Wan looked back in horror, "There are people over there." Xiao Fei snorted and interjected: "What's so strange about someone on the train." Tan Dong glared at Xiao Fei fiercely and ignored her. He pulled Tang Wan to the side, and then lowered his voice and asked, "Do you see who it is?" Tang Wan shook her head, but the horror on her face was even stronger: "It's him, it must be him, he has been following us." Of course, Tan Dong knew who Tang Wan was talking about.

I don't know when he and Tang Wan both felt a pair of eyes behind them, and their every move was under the watchful eye of these eyes. Tan Dong had tried many times to catch the people who were secretly staring at them, but those eyes were invisible, and no matter what method he used, he couldn't even find his shadow. The feeling of being peeped at was too uncomfortable, Tan Dong had a lot of ideas, that person was either his former enemy, or it could be someone sent by Tang Wan's parents to follow them. But no matter what you say, that person's intentions must be bad, so Tan Dong is always on guard.

He swore that no matter who it was, he couldn't hurt Tang Wan. Even if he gave his life, he had to protect Tang Wan unharmed.

Tan Dong pulled Tang Wan and went down in the direction where Tang Wan came. He wanted to go to the place where Tang Wan saw that person to take a look.

At the toilet, Tang Wan stopped, still a little frightened, and said: "I came out of it just now, and as soon as I opened the door, I felt that someone in the opposite carriage was looking at me, and I really saw a figure staring at me in the dark, and even, I felt him smile at me." Tan Dong's face was calm, and his eyes turned red. He didn't speak, but suddenly hugged Tang Wan in his arms. Tang Wan cried "dushly", and her whole body was trembling.

Tan Dong gently patted her back and said softly: "Don't be afraid, with me, you don't have to be afraid of anything." "The car drove through the night of the wasteland, and there was a dead darkness outside the window, except for the sound of the wind that occasionally pierced in through the junction of the carriages. Tan Dong leaned on the carriage and held Tang Wan in his arms for a long time. Tang Wan had stopped crying, she rested her head on Tan Dong's shoulder, feeling a kind of sheltered warmth.

She really couldn't imagine how she would live alone without Tan Dong.

On the night of the earthquake, she and Tan Dong took their parents to the football field, and before Tan Dong could react, she pulled Tan Dong and ran away secretly.

It wasn't Tan Dong who took her away, it was she who took Tan Dong away.

She knew that her parents would not give up and would use all their power to find her, and she knew her father's power in that city. So, for the last few days of her stay in the city, she hid with Tan Dong in a small hotel on the outskirts of the city. In those days, she only went to the company once, and she wanted to take a few days off, but she didn't expect the company to take a half-month long vacation because of the earthquake. But that time, when she came back from the company, she always felt a pair of eyes watching her behind her.

Fear was born because of this, and every night she would wake up from a nightmare, and at that time, Tan Dong must have been by her side with her eyes open. Tan Dong won't sleep in the middle of the night, he is Tang Wan's patron saint, he won't allow anyone to hurt her in the slightest, this is the only comfort Tang Wan can get now.

Tan Dong stayed by Tang Wan's side all night long, and only when the sun shone in could he fall asleep. Tan Dong has the habit of opening the curtains when he sleeps during the day, as if the sun shines on him, so that he can sleep peacefully. Tang Wan couldn't bear to disturb him, so when she was okay for a few days, she went to an Internet café in a small hotel alone.

On the Internet, she stumbled upon Qin Ge's post soliciting traveling companions.

Sleepy Valley. It must be a silent valley, far away from the hustle and bustle. The town has quaint buildings and simple people, and everyone lives a peaceful and happy life. Tang Wan decided to go to Sleepy Valley, she returned to her room, stared at Tan Dong, and a picture of her guarding a hut with the man in front of her had already appeared in her mind, living happily in a strange town.

Tang Wan and Tan Dong didn't go to Sleeping Valley to play, they wanted to find a quiet place to settle their lives.

When the faint light of the lamp reached him, it was already very faint, and he could hide himself completely in the dark. Moreover, he also chose a good line of sight, just enough to see the square where the two carriages were connected. He saw Tang Wan being held in his arms by the sturdy man, and the two of them leaned against the wall of the carriage, but they didn't move for a long time.

He suddenly felt that he was a little moved, for the love of the two people in his sight.

He had been following the two men for days, living in a small hotel on the outskirts of the city, and they were closed every day, only in the evening, wandering around the neighborhood. This made him curious about the two of them. Normal people would never live like them, they were obviously hiding from something, they were hiding before he was following them, so it occurred to him that there must be someone else looking for them.

Who could it be?

He was tracking more and more carefully.

Tang Wan was a girl who was quite different, and he had never seen such a strong melancholy on the faces of other girls. She is a girl who lives in melancholy, and her attachment to that sturdy man is almost pathological. No matter where they went, they walked together, and even the only time they went to the company, it was the sturdy man waiting for her downstairs. The sturdy man was undoubtedly a very alert man, and he had sensed that someone was following them, so he would turn around at a sudden moment, or rush to the spot where he thought the stalker was hiding.

This makes tracking challenging. But he likes, in this way, it is more exciting.

He is like a cunning beast, engaged in a protracted contest with his prey. The vigilance of the prey stirred up the fighting spirit in his heart, and he knew that if he was careless, the prey would probably become a hunter, and in the same way, the slightest slackness of the prey would become food for his mouth.

His stalking was actually more time waiting outside the small hotel, he was waiting for a chance for Tang Wan to go out alone. Such a wait is boring and requires strong perseverance to persevere. And he was enjoying it, and he knew he was enjoying the pleasure of coming to him.

He can vividly remember that four years ago, he brought the first girl back to the old house, and it took some effort to bring her back because of the lack of necessary preparation. The girl had drunk too much in the hotel with a group of friends, and as she passed by him, she reached out and stopped him.

"Let me see your body." She said with a laugh.

It was a bewitching woman, it was autumn, and she still showed a pair of snow-white thighs. As he spoke, his legs trembled in front of his eyes.

His blood slammed upwards, and he felt that some power was already rising rapidly in his heart.

The woman was joined by three other men, who were laughing and surrounding him in the middle. They had all drunk too much, and when they spoke, they rushed straight at him, letting him know that they were a bunch of irrational madmen.

"Did you hear it, let the brothers open their eyes, they have grown so big, I have never seen such a thin person as you." "If you don't take off your clothes again, don't blame the brothers for not giving you face." He froze, his words bewildering him, but anger had made his body tremble slightly. His insistence apparently angered the madmen, and a hand reached over to unbutton him. He only waved his hand lightly, and then pushed it away. But then, he was hit hard in the face.

These crazy people are all masters of fighting, they shoot quickly and ruthlessly, and the parts of the attack are also key parts. He was able to wave his hand to block one or two hits at first, but he was soon knocked to the ground. When those feet came down, he had no way to protect himself except to hug his head tightly and curl up.

I don't know how long the beating lasted, and those feet stepped on him, and even more on his heart.

What infuriated him even more than the beating was that in the end, they unbuttoned his clothes and saw his lean body. It was a body that he didn't want to face. He closed his eyes, humiliated and shaking.

He heard wild laughter around him, like thorns, piercing the most vulnerable places in his heart.

The madman was gone, but the laughter still lingered in his ears.

He quickly covered his clothes in pain and staggered after them. At that time, he didn't know what he was going to do, he just wanted to follow them, and he couldn't let them disappear from sight. The city may not be very big, but looking for a few people in this vast sea of people is tantamount to looking for a needle in a haystack.

He won't let them go.

That night, the indulgent woman went into a building with three men. He hid in the shadows behind a flower bed downstairs. I don't know how long it has been, his body is getting more and more painful, and the coolness of autumn is even more chilling in the middle of the night, but he doesn't take these things to heart at all, and there is only one thought in his mind, waiting for them to come out.

What can he do when they come out? He wasn't a match for those three men at all.

He was full of unspeakable humiliation, and if he couldn't find a way to vent it, he didn't know if he could continue to live.

Around the wee hours of the morning, the bewitching woman appeared. The sleepless night made her look a lot haggard, and no amount of makeup could hide the rotten aura that could be seen at a glance on her body.

His heart beat suddenly, and his hands and feet began to shake violently. But those forces did not disappear, they gathered in one place, eager to stir out.

He followed the woman, and in a remote alley, he rushed up from behind and choked her neck. The woman had a lot of strength, and quickly broke free, screaming and fighting him.

The woman's screams made him panic, and he slapped the woman a few times on the head and face, leaned down and picked up a brick in the corner, and stood up and covered the back of her head.

The woman fell crookedly.

Then he carried the woman on his back to the old house. The old house is his ancestral home, which has been abandoned for a long time, and is located in the eastern suburbs of the city. Most of the old residents of that house have moved to the new town, and the houses are rented to some people who have come from other places to work. There were few people on the streets in the early morning, and one or two people who occasionally met him just looked at him curiously and walked on their own. It's a cold city, and no one cares about things that don't concern them. This made him feel lucky.

What did he do with the woman? He lay on the top berth of the sleeper car of the train and thought carefully.

The past suddenly made him ashamed.

At that time, he was like a first-time butcher, unaware that destruction was an art. He tied the woman haphazardly with some hemp rope and stuffed some rags in her mouth. He stripped the woman naked and tortured her according to all his most instinctive desires. He made the woman kneel in front of him, and then kicked her to the ground with a heavy kick. As the beating continued, all the grief and anger in his latent heart had a way to vent, and he gathered all the strength in his body and applied it to the woman.

It was a damn woman, she was really dead, and he didn't know it.

Later, he collapsed on the ground in a sweat, staring at the woman next to him, and only felt very happy. The hateful woman will never open her eyes again, and she will never again insult anyone wantonly.

He buried the woman's body in the courtyard of the old house.

Many nights later, he thought of the woman, and his feelings of shame grew stronger. He felt that he had dealt with the woman like a brute, like an uneducated thug. How can I be as rough as a villain? Life is precious, everyone has only one life, if he wants to take away someone's only one life, he must choose some unique way. Destruction is an art, but art is inseparable from creation.

His life was thus enriched and his life once again took on a new meaning for him.

He hated the strange gazes that life threw at him, but he was always expecting some women to behave in a way that hurt his soul. In this way, he found a direction for his life.

There was a time when he read Lao Tzu's Tao Te Ching and believed that water was the most spiritual substance, so he drowned two women in different ways in the bathroom. Later, he fished in the river and found a particularly small leech. He caught the leeches back and studied them carefully. The back of the leech is dark green, with five longitudinal stripes, the longitudinal stripes are composed of two kinds of black and pale yellow markings, with a pale yellow longitudinal streak on each side of the ventral surface, and the rest of the leech is grayish-white with brown spots. It was a blood-sucking leech, and he had experimented with them on his arm, and these soft-bodied insects were very motile, writhing and moving forward quickly.

The leeches came in handy when another woman was brought back to the old house by him.

Every day, when a woman is asleep, he places a leech in her ear. The leech arched and quickly disappeared from sight. But the woman was still asleep, unconscious. The woman finally died after a headache for more than half a month, and when he entered the room, he saw that the woman had almost scratched herself all over her body, and her body was completely bruised.

Later, he opened the woman's brain, and saw that the leeches were still alive and tenacious, and they arched happily, and their bodies were much fatter than they had been before.

The joy of creation has fascinated him as much as destruction itself.

But every time a woman dies in front of him, he can't help but grieve. This sorrow has since penetrated into the marrow of his body and mind. It occurred to him that the continuation of life is a very difficult thing, and that loss is an easy thing to happen. Why do so many people choose to die?

Death is something that happens to the deceased and is therefore irrelevant to others. It had nothing to do with him, so his sorrow took on a deep sense of sorrow.

Just like at this moment, he hid in the darkness of the upper berth of the sleeper car, looking at Tang Wan and Tan Dong who were hugging each other, and the sadness in his eyes spread irrepressibly. He thought that it was a girl who was quite different, and melancholy was all her temperament. What kind of way should a melancholy girl choose to die?

Tang Wan stumbled through the alley, the low walls on both sides dangling towards her. She kept running, and the potholed path made her stumble and fall several times. She got up and saw that her knee was bleeding, but it didn't hurt at all.

It was too dark in the alley, but there was a light from nowhere, illuminating the path beneath her feet.

She kept running forward, trying to get out of the alley. There were many forks in the alley, and each one made her feel terrified. She didn't know how long the alleys were or if she would be able to get out, so she was filled with despair.

In this alley, there were the things that frightened her the most, and she had avoided them all her life, and this time, she didn't know if she would be able to dodge them.

The things gasped behind her, the sounds that seemed to permeate the night, and even as she covered her ears as she ran, they rang clearly and truly in her heart.

She only kept running, and she didn't dare to stop for a moment.

Finally she saw a little light ahead, a street lamp hanging from a black wooden telephone pole. The street lamp emitted a dim light, and countless tiny moths fluttered around the light, so that the light took on a somewhat misty feeling.

She ran towards the light, which was her only hope in the darkness.

The black, wooden telephone pole stood in the middle of the road, a high wall behind it blocking the way, and she was in a desperate situation. She collapsed to the ground in despair, the shadows behind her approaching.

It was really a shadow, and it stood behind Tang Wan, its whole body wrapped in darkness. It seemed to be invisible, and the light drifted around as it hit it, leaving a separate dark space.

It walked lightly towards Tang Wan, with its thunderous breath.

Tang Wan let out a heart-rending scream, using all the remaining strength in her body, she cleaved her throat, and shouted until there was a burst of saltiness in her throat, and a mouthful of blood shot out. The shadow that stood in front of her was covered in blood, and the wheezing was louder. It leaned down, and those blood stains were close to Tang Wan, and then, the shadows suddenly spread, and they slowly wrapped Tang Wan. Tang Wan wanted to struggle, but her whole body was soft and had no strength, and the shadow seemed to be light and weak, but it was like a swamp, so that you could not escape from it.

Tang Wan's exclamation was still drifting, but she had melted into the shadows.

It was Tan Dong who dragged Tang Wan out of fear.

Tan Dong shook Tang Wan and whispered her name in her ear. Tang Wan woke up, her eyes filled with fear that went deep into her bone marrow. She felt a chill on her lips, reached out and stroked it, touching some hot, viscous liquid.

She literally vomited blood in her sleep.

Tan Dong called her name pityingly and hugged her tightly in his arms. She cried silently, and when she cried, she couldn't be suppressed, and her whole body trembled in Tan Dong's arms.

On the train, Tan Dong waited for Tang Wan with his eyes open every night.

He seemed to be never tired, but the next day he looked extremely haggard. His round eyes in the darkness, the horror revealed at certain times, were even deeper than Tang Wan's.

- What was he afraid of?