Like a bombshell exploding next to him, Huangfu really panicked again, and the voice of the person he had been waiting for for a long time could be heard immediately!

But Huangfu Zhen quickly calmed down, afraid that the other party would really dial over, so he hurriedly sent another message of "100,000 urgent", no, don't call if the letter is not good, just say it by text message.

Standing alone on the balcony, whenever the night breeze blows, it is extremely cold, You Xiaoyun is wearing a coat and looking out in a daze.

I still remember that two months ago, it was in this place that the man who was haunted at night left a deep impression on You Xiaoyun, casual, fearless and mysterious, seemed to be very close, but always kept a certain distance, this is Xiao Mozhu in You Xiaoyun's memory.

Lechuan Huangquan Road opens, one to hell, called Manzhusha, one to heaven, called Mandala.

The flower on the other side is the opportunity for You Xiaoyun and Xiao Mozhu to get acquainted, although it is not an ordinary flower.

You Xiaoyun herself doesn't know why she can't forget Xiao Mozhu, whether this is called "liking", she can't judge, she just feels that this person can't be replaced, and has become an indispensable existence in her life.

You Xiaoyun once heard a saying about the difference between "like" and "love", "like" is a simple, pure emotion, without thinking about everything else, and "love" is realistic.

"Love" is very heavy, and it can only be obtained if you can bear the burden of reality, but "like" is a direct feeling, and it may never be able to get it from the object of hope.

You Xiaoyun, who has never been in love, can't tell the difference between "like" and "love", she only knows that she can't forget that person no matter what, if that person never appears in front of her again, what will happen in the future, she can't imagine.

Clenching his coat tightly, You Xiaoyun felt a sense of confusion......

"Don't you want to go to him?" A distant voice sounded in You Xiaoyun's ears, coming from nowhere.

You Xiaoyun was the only one on the balcony, and she knew very well that this familiar and unfamiliar voice would definitely not be any "person" around, and even the gender was difficult to distinguish, nor was it the voice of a classmate next door to the dormitory!

"Who are you? Where are you? You Xiaoyun was a little scared, took a step back, and asked.

"Hey, hey!"

As if smiling proudly, an unknown voice came again, "You don't have to look for it, you can't see me anyway!" I just wanted to ask you, don't you want to go to him? ”

Although the specific name of the person was not mentioned, it was obvious that the "person" who spoke knew about You Xiaoyun.

"I—I don't know where he is, there's no way around it! And I have my own business, class ......," You Xiaoyun said as he glanced back into the dormitory.

The three people in the room were busy with their own affairs, and they didn't notice anything unusual outside, even if You Xiaoyun's voice was not small......

At this time, fragmentary memories appeared in You Xiaoyun's mind, the death hallucination of the flower demon on the other side, the confusion of Huang Quan, You Xiaoyun, who had almost gone to the "other side", couldn't help but be a little flustered, wondering if he had fallen into some hallucination again, and the Ganlin spar in his hand was held tightly.

Ganlin Crystal, Xiao Mozhu once said that this is a gem that can resist illusions, thanks to it, You Xiaoyun is sure that he is very sober at this moment.

"There is a price to do everything, and if you want to go to him, isn't it normal to have some obstacles? And it seems that among your closest friends, someone has already gotten word about him......"

"Haha, go ahead, go to him, so you can be with him forever......"

The voice of the unknown source seemed to be luring You Xiaoyun, but as he spoke, his voice became weaker and weaker, and after a gust of wind, he disappeared under the night sky.

Hearing the news about Xiao Mozhu, You Xiaoyun hurriedly asked outside the balcony, "Who is it, who knows where he is?" ”

But after that, there was no response, as if the "transparent man" who spoke was gone.

"Hey, who are you talking to?"

Indoors, Zhu Li heard You Xiaoyun outside say a word, and asked curiously in the direction of the balcony, although it was through the floor-to-ceiling glass, it also clearly reached You Xiaoyun's ears.

Turning his head in surprise, You Xiaoyun shook his head reflexively when he saw Zhu Li looking at this.

Click!

There was a touch of being photographed on his shoulder, and then his body sank, You Xiaoyun stumbled and almost fell, and after quickly standing firm, he looked back.

The balcony was empty, there was not a shadow of it, there was only the cold wind of winter......

yes, how could there be anyone, it's on the third floor! You Xiaoyun smiled bitterly, secretly thinking that he was still too suspicious.

With the sound of a floor-to-ceiling window being pulled, You Xiaoyun walked in from the outside, and the warmth of the room made her feel comfortable.

The bedroom is not spacious, it only takes less than ten steps from the balcony to the door, and after walking past Huangfu Zhen's bed, You Xiaoyun suddenly stopped and turned his head to look.

I just heard about the "news", does anyone know where "he" is? Could it be the emperor? With such doubts, You Xiaoyun's eyes looked through the white tent and looked at the roommate who was pressing the phone button inside.

Part of the light was blocked, and Huangfu Zhen quickly noticed that someone was standing next to the head of the bed, and turned his face sideways, but saw that it was You Xiaoyun looking at this side in a daze.

"What's wrong with you?"

Huangfu Zhen met You Xiaoyun's gaze through the white mosquito net, thinking that the matter of the contact code was known to others, and he was a little nervous but pretended to ask calmly.

Originally, he just stopped and took a look unconsciously, but he didn't expect to be discovered, You Xiaoyun was awake in surprise, shook his head like a rattle, and said in a panic, "No, it's okay, heh, it's okay!" ”

It seems that it is just an ordinary trivial matter, You Xiaoyun and Huangfu are really not girls who care, but the atmosphere has become a little awkward.

He Bailing was reading intently, and he didn't know anything about things here, but Zhu Li happened to see it, shook his head bitterly, and simply put on the headphones, as if he didn't know......

At the beginning of winter, it is getting colder day by day, and before people know it, the snow has begun to fall in the north, and the temperature in the south is only a few degrees.

The street trees in the city have long since been blown away from their dead leaves, and the thriving scene will not be seen again until the next year.

The night in Rongzhou is colder than usual, and the streets and alleys are rare.

The wind rises, and the sky changes.

Less than a kilometre west of Huangsha Station, there is a lively neighborhood with countless shops, markets, snacks and restaurants, and in the evening, it is even brighter and bustling with people.

It's a pity, this is a thing of the past, after the outbreak of unstoppable series of accidents in various places, this neighborhood is also the same as other commercial streets, there are only three or two passers-by coming and going, where do people dare to wander around in the city where the safety is unknown?

Although the people in the city complained, there was no clue as to the cause of the chaos, and no one could come forward to solve it.

In the block outside the station, there is a roadside food stall, which has been in business for many years, and the business is acceptable, but in recent times, the food stall has suffered a heavy impact.

The stall owner, Lao Feng, is a man in his fifties, bald and fat, and quite kind.

The endless stream of pedestrians, the flickering lights, the smell of meat and wine permeated the air, and he was standing in front of the stall, if there were diners shouting "boss, here is another half a catty of braised pork", they shouted "coming", and then began to work......

But all this no longer exists, the whole street is extremely depressed, most of the shops have been closed, Lao Feng is still standing in front of the stall, looking at the lonely streets, and the bare street trees, sighing meaninglessly, and drinking the wine in the cup in a gulp of annoyance.

His own blue pickup truck is parked outside the stall, Lao Feng has not gone to buy meat for a while, not that he doesn't want to, but there is no meaning, there is no diner at the food stall, no matter how much wine and meat can not be sold, is it left to himself to eat?

Lao Feng was very angry, but he didn't know who to resent and resented the diners for not patronizing? Resentful of mismanagement in the city? Resentful of the murderer of a serial accident?

In a sigh, Lao Feng drank sullen wine alone, using drunkenness to eliminate the anger in his heart.

After one glass after another of the spirits, Lao Feng's eyes also became a little blurry.

At the corner of the street, the street lights flickered on and off, and it seemed that the electrical circuit was not in good contact.

In the darkness, a shadow slowly came out, silently......

It was indeed a "shadow", or just a cloud of black smoke, that appeared lightly at the end of the street.

After staying where it was for a while, the black smoke moved to the other end of the street, which was also the direction of the food stalls.

Boom!

With a bang, Lao Feng put the wine glass on the folding table heavily, and after feeling a little dizzy, he propped himself on the table with one hand and rested with his head.

"If there is no one, how can people live? This abominable world! Loudly scolding, Lao Feng vented his anger to the fullest.

Next to the food stall, black smoke drifted in and stopped.

If this cloud of black smoke has a head and an eye, then it must be observing this food stall and Lao Feng, who is full of negative emotions.

"Youkai, where to run!" If Xi Ziqian saw this cloud of black smoke, he would definitely shout so loudly.

But Lao Feng is just an ordinary person, an ordinary person struggling in the world, when this cloud of black smoke came in front of him, his vision had become blurred, he could only feel what was in front of him, but he couldn't see clearly.

"Who is it? Who's there? Eat it fresh or take it away? Lao Feng staggered to his feet, rubbed his eyes and looked forward, and asked with a sigh of wine.

I don't know if I understood Lao Feng's question, but Hei Yan didn't make any answer and didn't move.

Seeing that the other party did not respond, Lao Feng, who was drunk, thought that he had seen it wrong, rubbed his eyes again, and clearly saw that there was something in front of him, so he pushed away the stool, bypassed the folding table, and walked forward step by step.

Black smoke has no fixed form, so no matter how far away or close Lao Feng is, what can be seen is a blur.

Stretching out his hand, Lao Feng grabbed a handful in the air, but he grabbed it empty, and he didn't touch any objects, he could obviously feel what was in front of him, but he just couldn't touch it.

"It's really a hit!" The confused old Feng cursed, turned around and prepared to return to the stool in front of the table, continuing to guard his quiet food stall.

But at this moment, the black smoke suddenly moved!

As if premeditated, the moment Lao Feng turned around, the black smoke rushed forward, quickly drifting to Lao Feng's back and burrowing in between the back of his neck.

It was just a breath of work, and the black smoke invaded Lao Feng's body and disappeared into the air.

Suddenly shivered, Lao Feng stayed for a while, then continued to move his vain steps, walked to the stool, and sat down without saying a word.

Maybe it was the sleepiness after being drunk, or some other reason, Lao Feng's body shook for a while, his consciousness gradually moved away, and finally he couldn't support it, lying on the folding table, and fell into a deep sleep.

With a "creak", the folding table was weighed down by the weight and "wailed", and it was difficult to maintain its balance.

The businesses on the street are in a similar situation to Lao Feng, some of them also insist on business, ushering in one bleak day and night after another, and more shops choose to close their doors in this special period, praying for the arrival of a new scene, so Lao Feng's situation here is not noticed by other people.

Whatever the situation on the earth was, the sun rose as usual, and the dawn shone from the sky, piercing the darkness, and the day came again.

As a big city, Rongzhou is prosperous, not to mention, smooth traffic is also inevitable, and the Huangsha Station in the west connects the surrounding suburbs, which can be described as extending in all directions.

There is a big road outside Huangsha Station, there is an overpass 100 meters east of the road, to the west, you can go to more places, for example, go west along this road, turn left after coming to an intersection, and then turn left after a section, you will drive to another road parallel to the main road outside the station, on this road, there are several colleges and universities......

For people who drive through the road, thanks to the series of accidents during this time, the originally congested roads are much smoother, and there is no need to encounter traffic jams at various times.

A blue truck drove slowly on the road outside Huangsha Station, reached the intersection, waited for the red light, and turned left.

There are all kinds of vehicles on the road, and four-wheeled cars are not uncommon, and so is this little blue van, which stands out in the sparse traffic.

On the opposite side of the road outside Huangsha Station, there was originally a small road to the south, but the small road was narrow and prohibited from large vehicles, so if you want to drive to another road to the south, you can only honestly obey the traffic rules and make a big circle.

Finally, the blue pickup truck pulled to the second junction, and without hesitation, it turned again and turned left.

Tuesday mornings are always invigorating, and as the day after the new week, and the days after the weekend, office workers and students alike are just as lacking in energy.

At the gate of the School of Management and Economics, sporadic students enter and exit, and the railings that restrict traffic have always been blocked.

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