I picked up a pencil from the ceramic pen holder and gently scratched the scratch paper with the letters, trying to get the remaining information.

The feeling of pencil stroke is very familiar, with a moderately soft and hard stroke, and just the right gray color.

The blank handwriting was gradually revealed.

I meditated, and the sky outside seemed to be chattering.

The sound of the wind floated and surging indiscriminately, the strange sound of the wind through the hall, and the rustling of the branches and leaves and flowers in the distance were intertwined, and suddenly there seemed to be thunder.

My heart was a little uneasy, but when I looked at the door I had entered, the light was dim, and I could only roughly recognize the outline of the door, and the faint light of the corridor outside.

It's like a dim corridor in the early hours of the morning.

I looked around to see if there was a window, and there seemed to be a window in the corner, with a heavy curtain covered in dust.

I instinctively walked towards the window, wanting to lift the curtains and open the window to see what seemed like a rainstorm was about to rain outside.

Gradually, I got closer, but I was also scared and worried, where would it be outside this window?

Will it be a city that has just gotten off the cold rain? A modern city where everything is still functioning despite the rain?

I stood in front of the window, the dust on the heavy curtains irritating my nose and weakening the sound outside, but after my subconscious suggestion, I always felt the sound of rain beating on the road, pounding on the garbage cans, knocking on the eaves of the shops, the sound of traffic lights, the sound of brakes, and the sound of shredded modern city talking, the sound of high-heeled shoes towers.

But the more I thought about it, the more false the strange room I was in at the moment, as if it was a dream.

And it seems that from beginning to end, all this is just a dream, a dream that cannot be woken up.

I hesitated, trying to lift the curtains, but I didn't dare.

Timid, I was stuck in a stalemate for a while. The refusal to face the facts in front of me has always been my hallmark.

That's when my phone rang.

I have never been used to answering strange calls, but in the current situation, I have no reason not to answer, even if it is a fraudster.

"Hey, is it Miss Gu? I was the customer service of the Chengnan branch of Lightspeed Telecom last time. ”

The phone seemed to be in the rain, and the sound of cars and people was intertwined, which felt very familiar.

"Hey, can you hear me? Miss Gu. "I'm starting to confirm my presence over there.

"I'm here. I can hear you. I stared blankly at the curtains, "Well, is it raining over there?" ”

"yes, it's raining a lot, I hear a lot of noise, I'm still on the street. When I just came back, it suddenly started to rain, so I had to take shelter from the rain under the arcade first. ”

"Arcade?"

"Your address is in the old city, I haven't been here before, I didn't expect there to be such a quaint arcade, and the whole street scene has a very Republican feeling."

"Have you found my address?"

"Not yet, I asked the nearby convenience store, and the passers-by on the street, they all said that it was near here, but it seems that I can't find it, maybe it's in a relatively remote alley."

"That's right."

"I was thinking of looking for it again, but it started to rain. When it rains, I thought I would simply contact you. ”

"Your voice?" A strange feeling rose in my heart.

"Is it inaudible? Can you hear it now? The old area here may have a poor signal. ”

"No, I can hear it, and it's so clear that it looks like it's near me." I looked at the window through the curtains, the edges of which were leaking a faint light. I always feel like the person I'm talking to on the phone is right outside that window.

"I guess I used Bluetooth headphones, and the reverberation is quite strong. Is there an echo? ”

I shook my head, even though the other person couldn't see it: "No, there's no response, it's just like talking to me next to me." A feeling that the end of the world is close at hand. ”

The other party didn't make a sound, and the sound of rain on the phone was intermittent.

I reached out and grabbed the edge of the curtain shop, "Well, you said you were arcade." Is there a shop behind you, or is there a house from someone's house? Yes, are there windows? ”

"Huh? Behind me. I think it's a shop, but it seems to be full of different shops along the way...... Oh, no", the voice on the other side seemed a little surprised, "there is indeed a window." But when it was closed, it seemed to have a thick layer of curtains. ”

My fist clutched the curtain tighter, and the answer seemed to confirm my strange thoughts.

I breathed rapidly, and my trembling hands tried to pull the curtains open.

But I couldn't wait to see the light outside the window, a dagger with a silver light came at me from behind, and I instinctively dodged it, and the phone fell to the ground.

I turned to look, and the man in the shadows was holding the dagger and attacking me again, and I luckily put my palm against the man's hand holding the dagger, and the man's other hand was about to break my hand, and for a moment there was a stalemate.

"Miss Gu, Miss Gu, are you okay?" When the phone fell, I may have accidentally touched the amplification, and the person holding the dagger seemed to be frightened, and the force loosened a little, and I pushed it back at once, and the two sides broke free from each other.

But the sharp dagger slashed deeply into my right arm just now, and a sharp pain struck, and I covered the wound with my left hand, and felt the blood flow onto my hand, and it flowed continuously.

They came back to their senses and continued to press back on me, and I kept backing up.

The blood in my body seemed to be constantly draining, and the strength was rapidly pulling away from me, and my breathing began to be weak, but the pendant on my chest seemed to roar, as if it were my other heart.

I couldn't help but hold my pendant with my blood-soaked hand, the green grass in the fish moon seemed to be hot, I spread my hand, and the beating light rose.

There seemed to be jealousy, I looked over suspiciously, the dagger glittered in the dim, but the green man followed the trajectory of my gaze, and quickly hit the dagger, the dagger was knocked to the ground, and the man was also hit to the ground by the reaction force, he seemed to rub his wrist, relieving the pain.

He wore a strange mask that made it difficult to see, but a fierce gaze came at me.

There seemed to be some scratching sound in the direction of the door, like the claws of animals grinding their claws frantically, it was Wangcai, and my first instinct was it.

Wangcai seemed to know that I was in danger and tried to open the door, but the door seemed to be locked again.

The only thing left in the dimly lit room was me and the wounded assailant.

My phone has ended calls, but the screen hasn't been automatically locked, but the brightness has been automatically turned down, and a faint light is between me and the attacker.

As soon as the green man shined, he was instantly eclipsed, and I didn't know where I was wandering in the air, my body was getting weaker and weaker, and if the attacker over there recovered, I would be finished.

I used the only remaining reason to analyze the survival plan, I don't have any weapons in my hand, and I can't use any attack energy, don't say that I'm injured now, and I don't know how to use the previous tricks that make things freeze and make people chill and vomit blood.

It seems that when I'm angry, I can do it? So, I'm going to make myself angry?

I looked at the attacker over there, trying to make myself angry, but I didn't even seem to have the strength to breathe.

My eyelids drooped, my body weakened, things in the dimly lit room distorted, and my phone seemed to be twisting.

A little bit of tenacity to survive was still there, and I was staring at my phone, as long as I could get my hands on it, I could deliver an electric shock to the attacker.

I, I'm going to get my phone, and at that time, I only had this thought in my heart, thinking, only in this way can I live.

And they seem to want to try to get up, I know I'm running out of time, I have to get the phone before the person gets up, I just have to crawl over, it's close, it has to be fast.

I was engrossed, staring at my phone, accumulating what little strength I had left, and I fell sideways while I was squatting, and then switched into a prostrate preparatory position, I was only thinking about my phone, and slowly crawled forward.

It seems that the other side is also aware of it, and I am mobilizing my energy to recover my posture, but I am still crawling forward, and I am still a few steps away, and I must get my phone.

The faint light is in front of my eyes, that kind of light is like playing with the phone at night and about to fall asleep, but the screen is not locked yet, but the light is dimmed, I feel for a while, maybe I am just having a nightmare, just pick up the phone, look at the time, I can wake up, and then talk to someone about the nightmare, everything will be fine.

It was almost in front of me, but the man over there seemed to be ready to stand up, he struggled, staggered, and walked in the direction of the phone, and he could see that I wanted to get it.

No, absolutely not, I gritted my teeth, the amplitude of the crawling forward was much larger, the blood soaked the ground, the arm was already numb with pain, and the tail finger seemed to be cold, his dagger would not be poisonous.

But I have no way out, he is getting closer and closer to my mobile phone, the two sides have not yet seen the victory, although I am a cowardly and timid person who does not like to face reality, but once on the battlefield, I never flinch.

Thinking like this, my body seemed to be full of strength because of the spiritual victory method, and soon, my hand was about to catch the phone, but the man's foot seemed to be ready to kick over.

I grabbed my phone at the last moment, but the kick also hit my forearm, and the pain triggered tears that were already brewing.

I rolled to the side, my eyes blurred with tears, but the hand holding my phone fumbled with the power and volume buttons, the touch of my fingers was very weak, I was like a Parkinson's patient and could not find a target, but the attacker firmly identified me, the dying target, and walked towards me with a grim and ferocious approach.

He drew another dagger from his bosom, but it glowed red, as if it had been soaked in blood.

He was about to end me with a bloody dagger, and arrogant people tend to be negligent, and he crouched down, his strange mask running through my tears, and I seemed to be able to see the perverted smile under the mask.

On the battlefield, you can't be negligent, you will die, the body of the person wearing the strange mask also began to spasm strangely, and the phone I activated the shock mode went straight to his heart, and it didn't let go, and the blood soaked the phone and soaked his clothes.

My tears seemed to be stained red with blood, my eyes were full of scarlet filters, my strange mask twisted, and my body seemed to surge with manic power.