"It's okay, I'm really fine."

The beads of sweat that rolled down from his forehead because of the pain dripped to the ground, Zhuo Xuan smiled, his face a little pale. He wanted to wipe the blood on his hand somewhere, but he couldn't find a suitable place for a while, and stood in place, looking a little cramped.

"It's okay!"

Fang Ting's eyes were a little red, and she couldn't help but pull Zhuo Xuan's arm, dragged him hard, and walked in the direction outside the school.

The entire campus was completely shrouded in darkness. In the hazy night, two people tugged and walked down the stairs, over the playground filled with the cold of deep winter, and came behind the blue paint gate. Fang Ting tiptoed open the lock on the small door, glanced back at Zhuo Xuan, and drilled out with him one after the other.

The elderly man sitting in the guard room was napping, he was lying on the single bed, in the corner of the room, the old-fashioned TV set was on, and the pictures of the world of flowers and colorful urban life flashed by staggered, and it had nothing to do with the people on the bed, and the old man seemed to have not noticed the movements of the two from beginning to end, drowsy, and would not have thought that there would be people visiting this dilapidated elementary school.

In the process of being pulled outside the school by Fang Ting, Zhuo Xuan's head was blank, his ears were buzzing, and he was in an inexplicable trance.

He was bewildered by the feeling of joy that came out of nowhere, swaying in his heart. He agonized and pondered, until a warm labor ache came from the back of his head, and he felt suddenly.

It turns out that it is.

His wrist was grasped by Fang Ting's slender and slender hand, and he felt the warmth of the girl's hand, as well as the beads of sweat oozing from nervousness and panic, he felt a strange emotion.

This freed Zhuo Xuan from the guilt of nearly ten years, his heart was painful, he wanted to scream, roared into the abyssal night sky, and finally made the right choice for himself, and also for the clarity of his eyes at that moment.

Fang Ting didn't know the mixed emotions that were diffusing in Zhuo Xuan's heart at the moment, and she just walked briskly in the direction of the clinic in her memory.

She took the young man's hand and walked through one block after another, the coolness of the deep winter night coming with the breeze, but she felt more and more distracted.

It seems that the two are not old friends who have been reunited for a long time, but partners who roam in a fairyland, step by step, in pursuit of past memories and non-stop travel.

It would be nice if it could go on like this.

She thought.

……

Alcohol disinfection with a strong smell, the carefully wrapped gauze gradually oozing red blood, and a touch of bright red faded in Fang Ting's eyes, making her unconsciously a little trance.

She pulled Zhuo Xuan to find this clinic, and looked at the young man with vain steps sitting on the chair, smiling reluctantly. The young doctor at the clinic disinfected his wound and babbled on something while bandaging it with trauma medicine and gauze. During the whole process, the two of them tacitly agreed that they did not speak.

After the short wound treatment, Fang Ting took out her wallet to help Zhuo Xuan pay for the medicine, and after the young doctor walked into another room in the clinic, she pulled Zhuo Xuan out of here.

The sky was already dark, and the two of them walked like this, the pedestrians on the road gradually became scarce, and a few stars leaked out of the gloomy sky, perhaps to indicate the good weather tomorrow.

"I'll send you home," Zhuo Xuan hesitated for a moment, wanting to touch the back of his head, but he felt a burst of pain, and his hand froze in the air.

"No need," Fang Ting shook her head, "You look like this, it's better to go home early." ”

Although she said this, the two of them did not pause, and they still walked in the direction of Fang Ting's house.

The closer the distance, the more waves set off in Zhuo Xuan's heart. This made him a little flustered, but when he turned his head to look at Fang Ting beside him, the panic made him suppress it again, and reason and emotion kept colliding, repeatedly.

"That's it," Fang Ting stopped and said seriously.

"I'll send you—"

"I really don't need to."

Those words that still wanted to hold on were stuck in his throat, and Zhuo Xuan had to swallow them one by one, and then nodded heavily.

He didn't know why Fang Ting would refuse his kindness, according to his inference, this time and space should have been corrected by the black watch......

However, he just stood silently in place, watching a touch of gloom appear on Fang Ting's face, and then nodded lightly in response, and slowly turned to leave.

Fang Ting's figure slowly became smaller in his sight, and finally disappeared into the doorway of the residential building.

Zhuo Xuan still didn't leave, his body was stiff, his heart was in turmoil, and he stood in place as if he were a sculpture that would not have mood swings. He heard the clatter of footsteps going upstairs, and the hallucinatory sound of locks opening and closing doors at the end.

Sure enough, I still worried about it myself.

……

Ding Ding Ding –

A rapid phone rang suddenly, Zhuo Xuan quickly took out his mobile phone, he looked at the line of local phone numbers in Binhai City displayed on the screen, and couldn't help frowning.

This number......

"Hey," Zhuo Xuan put his phone to his ear, but the sound of gasps that followed made his expression even thicker.

It's Xu Hao.

As early as when the successful KTV boss sent him back to the city, he asked for Zhuo Xuan's phone number, which is why Zhuo Xuan thought that the other party was courting him. Not counting the conflict behind, Zhuo Xuan was very familiar with this kind of wheezing, which repeatedly sounded in his ears like an echo through the rain curtain, during which the terrifying web of life and death enveloped the two of them, which made him very impressed.

What does Xu Hao mean by calling at this time?

Are you trying to convince yourself to change your mind?

No, his wheezing grew heavier, as if he was doing some kind of vigorous exercise, causing his stamina to be quickly depleted.

"Zhuo, Zhuo!"

The voice on the other side of the phone was noisy, and Xu Hao's voice seemed very nervous.

Zhuo Xuan walked towards the outside of the community when he heard the hurried roar on the phone.

"Hey! Zhuo Xuan: Are you listening? Come to Emgrand KTV, we are surrounded by a Chosen One! Xu Hao's voice carried a certain ruthlessness, as if there was a sense of certainty that he was bound to win.

Zhuo Xuan's breath was suffocated, and he was keenly aware of the peculiarity of the wording in Xu Hao's words.

Encircle.

Even if one companion is lost, there are still several Chosen ones alive in Emgrand KTV, and the loose alliance they formed can't even keep the "surrounded" Chosen One.

Xu Hao, who had lost the tricky dagger "Divine Spear", had his combat power reduced to a certain extent, and he could still ensure his safety with his unique tricks, but even so, the mysterious Chosen One was only surrounded.