After Gu Yi fell out of bed, although it was not yet dawn, he couldn't sleep.

Would love to go next door and have a look.

I wanted to ask her what the hell was going on.

But before dawn, Gu Yi looked out the window and it was still pitch black, put on his coat irritably, took out a cigarette from the drawer and lit it, took a deep breath, and slowly spit it out.

He decided to go to the roof of the building to get some air.

Smoking a cigarette and walking up to the roof terrace, I looked out at the rainy and foggy neighborhood – it was past four o'clock in the morning, the lights on the road were dim, and the lights were off in every house.

The rain was dripping, and Gu Yi stood under the glass sloping top and looked into the distance...... Suddenly! His eyes froze!

Under the streetlamp, which was less than three streets away, the most familiar, pale grimace was looking at him, revealing an extremely hideous smile.

The half-smoked cigarette in Gu Yi's hand fell straight to the ground of the terrace, mixed with the soot of sparks.

His mind echoed in his mind what Song Koko had said to him in his dreams, muttering to himself, "...... The protection here is broken...... "Is this what she meant?"

So, his time is running out?

It turns out that he doesn't have much time to return, but what Song Keke said about "the protection is broken" is definitely not referring to this.

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In the early morning, the dim sky was slightly brightened, and the sky was still overcast with cold rain. The landscape lights in the courtyard are still slightly lit because of the gloomy sky.

Gu Yi sat in the wooden corridor outside the living room of Song Keke's house, with a cup of tea, a cup of milk coffee, and a large plate of freshly baked cookies on the low table in front of him.

The warm aroma of milky tea and coffee spread in the slightly cold air, Gu Yi slowly calmed down, he looked at Song Keke, who was wearing a thick milky white knitted sweater and jeans, and sat on the cushion opposite him, picked up the teacup, and asked, "Last night...... I had a strange dream......"

Song Keke held the frosted beige ceramic cup and listened to him quietly, her expression was very indifferent.

As if last night's dream had no effect on her, it was as indifferent.

After Gu Yi finished talking about last night's dream, he hesitated for a moment before he continued to explain his situation: "...... I've been followed by a white grimace for a long time, and in recent days it's getting closer, and I can even feel its hunger clearly......"

As he narrates, a memory that has been almost forgotten revives in Song Koko's mind.

She looked at Gu Yi, who was a little nervous, blinked, and what he said...... "Is that mask in the capital airport in your dream?" …… Aside from being a little annoying about not dying all the time, what's so great about it...... Is it? ”

Gu Yi: "......" I'm sorry, you said it. He felt a faint stomach ache, why did he have a feeling that he was a spicy chicken?

It must be an illusion as well.

Then Song Koko verified that the fact that he was indeed a spicy chicken was not his delusion.

In exchange, she began to tell her story: "Well, I don't remember exactly when it started...... But maybe for as long as I can remember, these strange things have been appearing in my dreams. ”

“…… Later, because something happened, the personality of Ling Ling was split. She was there to be in a sense, as a pillar of my heart. ”

Song Koko took a sip of coffee and continued: "After she appeared, I had an extra place to rest in my dreams. Even if I sometimes have to go out and clean up the overflow, I'm not very tired because I have a safe place to rest. ”