Rainy day.

The fine rain intertwines into silk, blurring the scenery outside the window; At a glance, it seems to be a string, connecting heaven and earth.

Immediately afterwards, the rain became heavier, but the lightning failed to tear through the heavy clouds; Thunder rolled through the low clouds, and the torrential rain was overwhelming, and the storm seemed to engulf those who were exposed.

Zhou Xueqiu didn't expect this sudden rain, just as he didn't expect that after he pushed open the door, he would see the somewhat majestic back.

"Dad," he said, stunned.

"I still know to come back," the middle-aged man with almost gray hair shook his head, and casually spit out a sentence of reproach, he put down the newspaper in his hand, "Where have you been these days?" And don't let me go and see you. ”

"There are some things out there," Zhou Xueqiu explained, but some fragments flashed vaguely in his mind.

The Chosen One.

Beast.

His body shook, then slowly took off his wet coat. The cold air from the rain still penetrated into his body like maggots on tarsal bones, and the damp rain seemed to invade his bones, so that he could not feel the warmth around him no matter what.

This home.

The lights are as bright as yesterday, but why?

……

Last night's rain came so suddenly that many of Zhuo Xuan's original plans had to be ruined.

In the next few days after Zhuo Xuan returned to school, everything seemed to have returned to peace, and the beast, the Chosen One, seemed to have never appeared in his life.

However, the counselor teacher is no longer Guo Ting, but another young woman with a kind smile and beautiful appearance; Gao Xueqin appeared in class a few times, and every time her face was ugly, and then, she didn't come again. didn't have time to inquire about Gao Xueqin, so Zhao Meng hurriedly left the classroom, which was the case several times, making Zhuo Xuan, who had planned to stop her, stunned in place.

The daisy-like and slightly bitter fragrance drifted away, and the embrace in my memory was like a beautiful dream. It's just that, I don't know why, every time I meet this hug in my dream, I raise my head, but Zhuo Xuan never can't see the face of the girl in front of me clearly.

Zhou Xueqiu was absent for several days, and Zhuo Xuan, who couldn't wait, had already sent a message to Zhang Lian. However, to Zhuo Xuan's disappointment, Zhang Lian did not reply for a long time.

The mission that suddenly appeared, the Chosen One with a mysterious identity, and the broken clues......

Where did the beast go?

The sudden vibration of the mobile phone pulled Zhuo Xuan back to reality, he opened the phone, the familiar signature in front of him made him feel shocked, and after hurriedly clicking it, his brows wrinkled unconsciously.

"Zhuo Xuan, I'm sorry for the untimely reply. We haven't caught the suspect yet. Yesterday at five o'clock in the morning, we found the woman upstairs in the suburbs......"

“…… of corpses. ”

As his gaze wandered, Zhuo Xuan's breath was suffocated, and he suddenly remembered the rain last night, and his mind suddenly became active.

I wonder if this rain was the work of some chosen one. Use the natural rain to wash away all remaining traces and clues, and kill a Chosen One who is on the run......

Who killed that middle-aged woman?

"Officer Zhang, where is her body?"

Zhuo Xuan quickly typed out a line, and he already had a way worth the risk.

No matter where the woman's body was, Zhuo Xuan would do everything he could to get close, and then, he would use the strange "Nightmare Eye" to probe the woman's remaining consciousness.

Judging from Zhang Lian's words, Zhuo Xuan certainly knew that the woman was dead. The body was found in time, more than three hours between five o'clock in the morning and now, but the death of one did not mean that his bodily functions had disappeared. In general, the survival of the brain lasts from a few minutes to a few hours.

The gap between the Chosen and ordinary people is not as different as imagined, but it is undeniable that it still exists. As a result, the Chosen One's brain will only be active for a longer period of time.

As the only remaining breakthrough, Zhuo Xuan has already gambled everything. He clutched his phone tightly, his eyes fixed on the screen, and then hoped for a little dimming.

"The body has been taken to the Metropolitan Police Department."

This is Zhang Lian's reply.

"What the is going to do."

Zhuo Xuan only felt a headache.

Even though he had expected a reply before he received the reply, the least expected thing had come true.

In the Metropolitan Police Department, how can an ordinary person blend in during the day?

……

"Xueqin, it's time to eat."

The knocking sound of the phalanges colliding with the door panel woke Gao Xueqin from his sleep, and he realized that it was his mother's voice, but the irritability in his heart made him unable to calm down and communicate with others.

"Leave me alone."

He grunted and fell back on the table.

Since Gao Xueqin came back from Guo Ting's home, he has no way to return to normal life.

The pale face and strange smile in the dim light often tormented this unworldly young man in his dreams; He woke up from his sleep countless times, and in a trance, he seemed to hear the sound of grinding his teeth.

Where does the sound of grinding come from in the room alone?

Gao Xueqin was puzzled, he tried to listen, and the sound of grinding teeth changed into a burst of talking. The voice seemed to come from the radio or television, and it could still reach my ears from a long distance.

After a little more effort, the consciousness of the crazy interweaving of reality and fantasy collapsed, and he sat up from the bed, only to realize that it was just a dream within a dream.

This has been going on for a long time.

When the new counselor appeared in front of her, all this made Gao Xueqin feel even more frightened.

It turned out that everything I experienced was so real.

After communicating with his parents, the two took Gao Xueqin to see a psychiatrist, but the drugs from the psychiatrist did not work at all, but made him more and more painful.

In the end, Gao Xueqin simply resigned from the student union, and then recuperated at home with peace of mind. He had thought that this would be better, that everything would pass slowly, but the more terrible things in the dream tormented him even more, and made him panic day and night.

There was no footsteps at the door to leave, and Gao Xueqin's mother still stayed at the door, as if she had made some kind of determination: "Son, your father and I don't care about the company's affairs first." We bought a plane ticket, tomorrow let's go together to relax and relax, don't think so much. ”

The mother's voice was as muffled as if it were coming through the thick layers of ice. Gao Xueqin's spirit was shocked, and he turned around suddenly, but it was not for his mother's words, but he vaguely felt that something was behind him.

The back is empty.

Apparently just worried about the results of excess.

Gao Xueqin breathed a sigh of relief, he stood up and slowly opened the window, letting the cold air of early winter rush into the room as much as possible.

Perhaps, only the natural cold can make you feel real.

Gao Xueqin thought about it, shook her head, and felt sleepy.

However, he didn't notice that an arm-long shadow quickly emerged from under his bed, and then pounced out the window.

Nothing seems to have happened.