It had been snowing outside the window all night, and it finally stopped. Sunlight shone in through the windows and filled the room, as if it had evaporated all the nightmares of the night.

Feng Ji lay on his back on the bed, staring at the ceiling in a daze. He was glad to see the sun this morning, and glad that he could still lie in a room full of sunlight, but the light did not seem to shine anywhere, it was a dark room in his heart, and a pair of cold eyes were hidden in it.

Feng Ji interrupted his thoughts and slowly sat up from the bed.

He went out without breakfast and drove to the company. After parking the car in the company's underground parking lot, Feng Ji subconsciously looked at the rear of the car, then took out the rag to wipe the car and walked to the trunk.

When his colleague passed by Feng Ji's car, he saw him struggling to rub the back of the car.

"Feng Ji! Why? ”

A colleague interrupted Feng Ji's movements, and Feng Ji raised his head and smiled bitterly.

"The rear of the car is a little dirty, I'll wipe it."

The colleague looked into Feng Ji's eyes, nodded in response, and then turned around and walked towards the elevator. As he walked, he felt that something was wrong, and it seemed that Feng Ji's eyes had lost his usual vitality. He looked back at Feng Ji and saw that Feng Ji was crouching on the ground, constantly wiping the corner of the rear of the car.

Manting pushed open the door of the beauty salon, Cheng Qian had been waiting inside for a while, and the two planned their shopping itinerary for today as soon as they met.

A little more than an hour later, the two walked out of the beauty salon, and they walked towards the first stop of the shopping trip.

Manting walked behind.

"Xiaotian seems to be ...... Lost. ”

Manting's voice was very small, Cheng Qian stopped and groaned.

Cheng Qian turned her head and asked with a smile:

"Where's the loss?"

Somehow, Manting said apologetically.

"I don't know, I didn't see it when I got home last night, I don't know where it went."

Cheng Qian trembled her chin, and a trace of imperceptible haze crept up her cheeks, and then she instantly hid all the strangeness on her face, and said to Man Ting with a smile:

"Maybe I'll run somewhere to play, maybe I'll run home in two days."

The corners of Cheng Qian's mouth rose upward, her eyes narrowed into a slit with a smile, and there was no trace of evil in the sun.

The faucet was unscrewed hard and the water was gushing.

Feng Ji rubbed his hands exaggeratedly, muttering in his mouth while washing his hands, not knowing what he was talking to himself. He had run into the toilet more than ten times this morning, and each time he had to wash for several minutes.

Feng Ji walked out of the toilet and leaned against the wall, panting heavily. The cleaner who passed by seemed to see Feng Ji's strange appearance and asked, "Are you okay?" Feng Ji waved his hand at her.

Then he staggered upstairs as if he were drunk.

When I got back to my desk, it was already lunchtime. Colleagues were eating at their desks, and three or five people gathered together to eat and chat.

"You know what? Something happened to the HR department! ”

"What's wrong?"

"Vice President of Human Resources......

At this moment, a rustling sound interrupted their gossip, and the sound continued, loud and small.

Rustle, rustle.

The entire office stopped talking, stopped moving, and everyone looked for the source of the sound.

In the corner was Feng Ji's desk, and everyone could hear the voice coming from him.

Rustle, rustle!

The sound seems to be getting louder and louder.

Feng Ji lowered his head, not knowing what he was doing. A few colleagues came around, and saw Feng Ji holding a rag, constantly wiping the table, and the notebook and paper on the table fell to the ground.

Feng Ji became more and more energetic, frantically wiping the table repeatedly, his eyes staring at the corner he was wiping.

The colleague was stunned by his exaggerated behavior, but did not dare to step forward to stop it. A colleague who had a good relationship with Feng Ji walked over and said timidly:

Feng ...... Feng Ji, what are you doing? ”

Feng Ji realized at this time that his exaggerated behavior had frightened his colleagues. He stopped what he was doing, straightened up, and blinked a few times with bloodshot eyes:

"I am...... See the desktop is a little dirty! ”

After saying that, he laughed dryly twice, and then walked downstairs.

The colleagues in the office looked at Feng Ji's back awkwardly and felt inexplicable.

Cheng Qian smiled and took a sip of the coffee in front of her:

"When did you worry about it?"

"You're my best sister, I don't worry about who cares, how old are you? Miss! ”

Manting sat across from Cheng Qian, and the two of them were in a coffee shop.

"You don't know how old I am? It's only about 200 years old! ”

"A beauty over two hundred years old! Something in demand! ”

At that, both of them laughed.

"How are you and that Feng Ji?"

Cheng Qian changed her words and looked at Man Ting with a smile.

"How can it be? It's still like that! Don't expect him to marry me, I don't want to! ”

"So what do you want? Like me, I won't marry for 200 years? ”

After listening to this, Manting said with a smile:

"Then the two of us will be together, and we will be stinking for 10,000 years!"

Cheng Qian also smiled:

"Then it's decided! No repentance! ”

Feng Ji's office is on the fifth floor, but colleagues find the unconscious Feng Ji in the toilet on the fourth floor.

He was lying on the ground, the faucet next to him was not turned off, and the water was running loudly.

Ten minutes ago, when Feng Ji walked down from the fifth floor, there was no trace of blood on his face, and he walked down step by step, his movements were stiff and there was no trace of vitality.

He always looked at his hand, and there were two black dots on the back of his hand. It was the bite mark left by the black cat, and he looked at the bite mark carefully, and his eyes were getting closer and closer, as if he was about to burrow into his body from two black spots.

He gasped for breath and trembled.

Feng Ji came to the toilet door on the fourth floor, pushed open the toilet door, rushed to the faucet, and turned the faucet to the maximum. Feng Ji, who was frantically washing his hands, couldn't stop at all, he rubbed his hands hard and breathed heavily. His eyes were wide and frightening, staring at his hands, and he kept muttering to himself:

"It's dirty! Can't wash it off! ”

Feng Ji finally couldn't help it, and he roared loudly.

"Can't wipe it clean!

Can't wash it off! ”

Feng Ji looked at the bite marks on his hands, and a whining sound came out of his throat, but he couldn't shed tears.

"Can't wipe it clean!

I can't wash it off! ”

The colleague heard its cry and hurriedly ran downstairs and found Feng Ji in the toilet in a coma.

Manting was chatting with Cheng Qian in the café.

"Do you want to buy another cat?"

"Still don't."

Manting was interrupted by the phone ringing.

She picked up the phone, and it was Feng Ji's colleague calling.

"Sister-in-law! Feng Ji fainted in the company and is now being rescued in the central hospital! ”

Cheng Qian saw that Manting's face had changed, and hurriedly asked:

"What's wrong?"

"I'm going to the hospital now! See you again another day! ”

The haze on Cheng Qian's face was not revealed, and there was a strange smile on the corner of her mouth that no one noticed.

"I'll go with you!"