Since last month, Duan Zilian has suddenly seen pictures of monsters killing and eating humans from time to time, and this is the fifth time.

At first, Duan Zilian thought it was his hallucination, but soon, he changed his opinion, if it was just an illusion, it wouldn't feel so real at all.

Every time he sees that kind of picture, Duan Zilian feels as if he is also a member of the monster hunting, and he can clearly feel the fear and despair of those people when they are killed by monsters, which is more empathetic than the most realistic 3D movie.

Every time he comes out of that picture, Duan Zilian will feel like he has escaped death.

Duan Zilian didn't know why he saw the picture of monsters killing humans from time to time, and when he saw monsters killing humans for the first time and eating the victims, he vomited directly.

Of course, Duan Zilian once thought that he had psychological problems, so he would see such a picture from time to time.

He originally wanted to see a psychiatrist, but considering his family's financial ability, he had no choice but to give up, and held this matter in his heart without telling anyone.

But after many times, Duan Zilian overturned his view that he had psychological problems.

"Isn't it like in a novel anime? The world is about to change, and the fact that I knew something like that meant I had extraordinary abilities...... Heh, it's not funny at all. ”

Duan Zilian couldn't figure out what was going on, her brain was in a mess, and she was very anxious.

However, Duan Zilian didn't feel anxious for long, and sensed that the mobile phone in his trouser belt suddenly vibrated a few times, and he immediately put this matter behind him for the time being.

took out his mobile phone, and Duan Zilian saw a text message on the mobile phone screen, and the content of the text message was that XX Supermarket transferred 1,200 yuan to himself.

This is the salary income of Duan Zilian who worked as a cashier in this supermarket last month.

Looking at the proceeds, Duan Zilian couldn't help but feel lucky: "There is no law in the country that says that high school students can't do odd jobs in their spare time, which is really good." ”

Duan Zilian's family is not wealthy, and even relatively poor, so from Monday to Friday nights, as long as the shift is scheduled, he will basically come to this supermarket to work as a cashier, plus on weekends, he can have more time to do odd jobs.

And because he is still a high school student, the expenses are not very large, and this monthly salary is enough for his monthly living expenses, and there can be a lot of surplus.

Duan Zilian put away her mobile phone, and at this moment, a sound of footsteps came from behind from far and near.

Turning around, Duan Zilian saw the girl coming over, raised his hand and smiled: "Xinyan, you're a little slow, let's go back quickly, it's getting late." ”

Luo Xinyan didn't respond, nor did she say anything, she just glanced at Duan Zilian coldly, and only the right eye that was exposed showed a cold chill, and her eyes were fierce.

Silently pushing her bicycle out of the parking space next to her, Luo Xinyan ignored Duan Zilian, rode her bicycle, and left the place along the edge of the road.

Witnessing, Duan Zilian sighed helplessly, hurriedly got on the bicycle, chased after him, and followed Luo Xinyan firmly.

Half an hour later, they rode into an old neighborhood, stopped in front of a low building, parked and locked their bikes, and then went upstairs one after the other.

At the corner of the third floor, Luo Xinyan stopped in front of a door, turned her head to look at Duan Zilian who was following behind, and said coldly: "Open the door quickly, I forgot to bring the key." ”

"Huh? Oh. Duan Zipian was stunned for a moment, and immediately responded, immediately took out the key, came to the door, and opened the door with the key.

The door had just been opened, and Duan Zilian heard a burst of melodious music coming from inside the house.

As the door gradually opened, the sound of music coming from the house became clearer and clearer, and Duan Zilian could hear that it was a Japanese song.

Duan Zilian remembers that this seems to be the theme song of a certain anime.

At the same time, after the door was opened, a figure in the living room immediately came into view.

Hearing the sound of the door being opened, the other party slowly turned his head.

This is a girl with long hair scattered behind her head, and like Luo Xinyan, she also has a long half of her bangs on her forehead, so that the left half of her face is covered by bangs, and only the right half of her face is exposed.

Judging from the exposed right half of her face, the girl and Luo Xinyan are very similar, and it can be seen that the two of them are sisters.

Even, not only is the appearance similar, but even in terms of temperament, the girl is also very indifferent like Luo Xinyan.

However, the difference is that there is a small tear mole under the corner of her right eye.

In addition to this, her figure was too slender and thin to give the impression of sickness, and in fact, her complexion was sickly pale.

What's more, she was in a wheelchair, and other than that, her exposed right eye was closed and not open.

On the coffee table next to her, a mobile phone was lying there, and the music was coming from the phone.

"Sister, are you back?" The girl in the wheelchair asked softly in the direction of the door of the house.

"Well, I'm back." Luo Xinyan nodded, and walked into the house quickly, different from when she faced Duan Zilian and the others, her tone of voice was very gentle, and she did not reject the coldness and indifference of thousands of miles away, and even the originally fierce eyes softened.

Luo Xinyan stood in front of the girl and said with concern: "Lingling, it's so late, it's time to go to bed, you don't always have to wait for me to come back." ”

Luo Lingling shook her head, slowly raised her slender but pale arm, and tentatively stretched forward.

Luo Xinyan immediately held Luo Lingling's somewhat cold hand and comforted: "It's okay, Lingling, my sister is in front of you, don't be afraid." ”

"Hmm." Luo Lingling nodded.

After closing the door, Duan Zilian turned around, looked at Luo Xinyan and Luo Lingling who were chatting, and then looked at this house of only about seventy or eighty square meters, there was very little furniture in it, and even some of the furniture looked relatively old and broken, but the whole house was cleaned very clean.

Looking at the conversation between Luo Xinyan and Luo Lingling, Duan Zilian didn't disturb them and walked towards a room.

The door of the room was not closed, and the light inside was still on, Duan Zilian stood at the door, looked at the middle-aged woman who was writing something in front of the desk, walked in, and said softly, "Mom, I'm back." ”

The middle-aged woman is Duan Zilian's current name, her name is Zhong Yi, although she is in her forties, her figure is well maintained, but the years still leave indelible marks on her body, making her no longer young and beautiful, the wrinkles on her face are clearly visible, and there are even a little more vicissitudes.

Hearing Duan Zilian's voice, Zhong Yi, who was originally concentrating on writing materials, immediately put down the pen in his hand, turned around, and looked at Duan Zilian: "I'm back, when did you come back?" ”

"Just now." Duan Zilian replied.

Looking at the time, Zhong Yi sighed, stood up, came to Duan Zilian, looked at his son, who was already a head taller than him, and said with some blame: "Pity, don't always come back so late, it's not good for your health, you really don't need to worry about money so much now." ”

Hearing Zhong Yi's nickname for himself, Duan Zilian was a little helpless, because it sounded like a girl, but he was used to it from childhood to adulthood.

Duan Zilian shook his head and comforted Zhong Yi: "Mom, I'm fine, I'm still young and can survive." ”

Knowing that he couldn't persuade Duan Zilian, Zhong Yi sighed helplessly, and at the same time showed a look of shame, if he earned a lot of money, if that didn't happen, Duan Zilian would be able to have more time to play like other people's children, and there was no need to go out to do odd jobs in order to reduce the burden on the family.

Duan Zilian changed the topic and glanced at a meal paper on the desk: "Mom, it's so late, aren't you still sleeping?" ”

"Tomorrow morning there will be a meeting of all the teachers and staff of the school, and I am writing the materials for tomorrow's meeting." Zhong Yi replied.

She is now a teacher, and a music teacher, working at the high school where Duan Zilian attended, and is responsible for teaching those who are musically gifted in the music specialty class.

Nodding, Duan Zilian remembered one thing, and said again: "By the way, Mom, when Xinyan and I are not here at night, you take Lingling back to the room and let her go to bed early, don't always let her wait so late in the living room, she is not in good health and can't stay up." ”

Zhong Yi shook his head helplessly: "I know, but, you also know that Ling Ling is very stubborn, and I can't help it." ”

Hearing this, Duan Zilian was also very helpless: "If only I could convince Xinyan not to go out with me at night to do odd jobs." ”

After a pause, Duan Zilian shook his head and said to Zhong Yi: "Mom, then I won't bother you, it's not early, you have to go to bed early." ”

"So are you."

"Try your best."