Jiang Wei lowered his head and walked aimlessly on the side of the road, and the horn of the car behind him did not attract his attention in the slightest.

The driver swore past him, splashing water on the ground, most of which were spilled on his pants, but he still didn't know, as if he was thinking about something very important at the moment.

From the puddles on the ground, you can vaguely reflect the signs shining dimly on both sides of the road, and Jiang Wei's expressionless face.

I don't know how long it took, Jiang Wei was woken up by a gust of cold wind, looked up at the unfamiliar environment around him, a wry smile appeared on his face, it seemed that unconsciously, he had gone far away.

Reaching into his pants pocket, he fumbled out a crumpled cigarette case, the corners of the crimson Hongtashan box were white, and he could feel it without opening it, the cigarette inside had been soaked with water.

Still, he opened the cigarette case, pulled out a half-dry cigarette and held it in his mouth.

"Click, click, click."

The sound of the lighter was particularly loud in this quiet neighborhood, perhaps because of the dampness, Jiang Wei tried several times, but Jiang Wei failed to light the lighter.

A faint sense of irritability slowly grew from the bottom of his heart, the cigarette case in his hand was unconsciously pinched into a ball by him, and the frequency of his lighter unconsciously accelerated.

"Click, click, click......"

The feeling of irritability became stronger and stronger, and even he didn't feel it, and he was a little different from usual at this time.

It was as if he had fallen into a daze, and he frantically pressed the lighter again and again.

His hands began to shake slowly, and at the speed he was pressing now, it was impossible for even a brand new lighter to be shot out of flames.

On the silent and deserted street, the sound of lighters "Tata" continued to echo around, and a hazy figure maintained a posture of lighting a cigarette on the side of the road, motionless, and the atmosphere was particularly strange.

"Let's go!"

After a long time, the lighter in Jiang Wei's hand fell to the ground, bounced twice, and landed in a shallow puddle, and silence returned to the surroundings.

Squatting down, he was about to reach out to pick it up, but a boy's voice suddenly appeared behind him:

"Brother, do you need me to borrow a fire for you......

This voice sounded right behind him, very close to him, and it was too abrupt, Jiang Wei, who was caught off guard, was suddenly startled, the cold wind blew, and a layer of goosebumps appeared on Jiang Wei's whole body.

"Who?"

He turned sharply, but there was no one behind him, and the silence of the gray street was terrifying.

Exhaling softly, Jiang Wei turned his head and wanted to continue picking up his lighter.

"Brother, do you need me to borrow a fire for you......

The same words, the same tone, the difference was that the voice was closer to him, as if it was spoken in his ear.

This time, Jiang Wei heard it very clearly, the sound he heard just now was not his hallucination, but how could there be such a sound on this empty street?

Could it be?

With a flash of inspiration, Jiang Wei thought of a possibility.

Suddenly, fear grew in his heart little by little, he didn't dare to say anything, and he didn't dare to look back, so he froze in place.

"Brother, do you need me to lend you a fire?"

The boy's voice was like a spell, and the machine repeated it slowly.

There was a cold touch on his neck, and his body slowly became heavier, as if a person without body temperature was slowly climbing on his back.

"Hee-hee, hee-hee......"

A series of crisp and weird laughter came from his ears, his body became heavier and heavier, and Jiang Wei's forehead began to ooze a trace of delicate sweat.

Although he is not an atheist, he listens to some evil things that he used to tell from other people's mouths as stories, and in his heart, he doesn't believe much in the existence of ghosts in this world.

However, what is happening to him now cannot help him not to think about it.

Suddenly, he remembered that he had come to this strange place inexplicably, and the inexplicable irritability in his heart just now, and in retrospect, it seemed that he had become abnormal at a very early age.

The deeper he thought about it, the more frightened Jiang Wei became, instinctively, he wanted to escape from this place immediately.

"Hee-hee, hee-hee......"

The laughter in his ears was still crisp and pleasant, but Jiang Wei didn't have the heart to listen carefully.

The next moment, he used all his strength to stand up, and then randomly chose a direction, his eyes were full of strength, and he ran wildly.

The slippers left footprints on the water-stained road, and the soles of the shoes hit the solid ground, and the sound of the shoes constantly echoed around.

"Tap, Tap, Tap......"

It sounded like someone was following him, and Jiang Wei ran harder.

The splash of water made his already soaked jeans even more tightly attached to his legs.

Walking through the streets, the buildings on both sides of the crossing retreated rapidly, and the laughter in my ears still did not stop.

The throat and lungs were like throwing a piece of coal, dry and painful, Jiang Wei never thought that one day he would be able to run at such a speed in slippers.

Ten minutes later, Jiang Wei, who was tired and almost collapsed, had to stop on the side of the road, holding his knees and gasping violently.

Sweat slid down his cheeks like raindrops, dripping on the ground making a "tick-tock" sound.

His vision was a little blurry, his ears were buzzing, his heart was beating like a runaway motor, and he was so deprived of oxygen that his brain became very slow when he thought.

After a short while, when his body began to slowly return to normal, Jiang Wei noticed a problem.

The voice that had been haunting his ears had disappeared somehow.

Did I get rid of it?

Jiang Wei cautiously looked around, but did not find anything unusual.

Could it be that everything that just happened was an illusion of oneself?

Jiang Wei began to wonder if his ears had heard it wrong.

The soaked pants were sticky to his legs, making him feel extremely uncomfortable.

Instinctively, he bent down and tried to shake his pants, but before his hand touched them, something caught his eye.

It was a lighter, with a light red surface with a mutilated label attached to it, and it was a very ordinary lighter, which was sold in stores for a dollar.

However, it was such an ordinary lighter, but Jiang Wei's nerves that had just relaxed instantly tensed.

Coincidence, it must be a coincidence, such lighters are everywhere, it must have been who discarded them here, don't scare yourself.

Jiang Wei warned himself over and over again in his heart, but his eyes involuntarily began to search the ground.

A crumpled crimson cigarette case lay quietly on the ground not far away, and by the faint light, some exposed cigarette butts and scattered tobacco shreds could be faintly seen.

In an instant, Jiang Wei's scalp was numb, the hairs on his body stood up, and he instinctively wanted to scream, but there was a sound of "Ge Ge" in his throat.

"Are you looking for me......

The familiar voice sounded in his ears again, and Jiang Wei's head involuntarily slowly turned in the direction from which the voice came.

The next moment, a dead gray skeletal face was pressed against his shoulder, and the black hole hole emitted a scarlet light in its eyes, and it stared at itself so deadly.

The four eyes met, and the hideous grimace also showed an extremely weird smile at Jiang Wei.

Jiang Wei's brain completely lost the ability to think, his mouth opened wide, his bright eyes slowly dimmed, and his body that had been trembling no longer trembled, he just fell straight and straight backwards.