The other party told me: "If this is really the case, your grandmother will seal your talent, there must be a reason for her." ”

At this time, Shu An came from the balcony and shouted to me, "It's not too early, it's time to go!" ”

He didn't look at me much, and his face wasn't enthusiastic enough, and I knew he was telling me.

And I found that he had been in a very low mood since he came in and saw the body.

After all, it was his kindred, the murderer of the soul, because the deceased was the hand of the spirit people, and no one knew if the murderer would continue on the left bank, but my intuition told me that something was going on, and it would not end easily.

This inevitably reminds me of that dream, and I vaguely feel that it is some kind of foreknowledge, perhaps, one day Shu An will also be nailed to the ceiling to ask for his soul.

Although I hated him sometimes, I remember the night I died, in that dark space, grabbing his cold hand that I didn't let go.

At this moment, seeing him burying his head and walking out, I quickly said goodbye to Youyou and followed.

When I walked downstairs, the uncles and aunts still did not disperse, this time, I was ready to go to hand-to-hand combat again, but I didn't want to, he stopped in the cordon, I bumped into it, he didn't say anything, took my hand, only felt the piercing cold at the wrist, my whole body stiffened, and looked at him in a daze.

He didn't look at me, and just pulled me forward.

When the aunts and aunts saw us coming, they made way for him as before, and after we walked easily through the crowded places, I asked him in a heartbeat, "Why are your hands so cold?" ”

He shook my hand away! That's right, it's used to shake off!

It's like, my hands are garbage, and he just threw it away so naturally!

Looking at his back without looking back, I was stunned again, what is the situation?

Not long after, I appeared in his passenger seat and saw him with one hand on the window and a lit cigarette in the other.

I gently closed the car door, and he asked me in a deep voice, "Tell me, what is it like to see me in your dreams?" ”

His gaze looked out of the windshield, and he could guess that he was deeply touched by the woman's death.

I can't help but wonder if the hesitation in his eyes at the moment is the fear that he also knows his fate and may have the same fear as that woman.

I sat next to him because he asked me about the dream, and I unconsciously closed my eyes and started thinking about it.

After a while, my memories seemed to enter the space of the dream, and with the opening of the space door, I was able to see the scene of the dream again.

"The first time I had that dream, I also saw a room full of red candles, you were dressed in white, nailed to the ceiling, and you asked me to look at you, and I saw it...... I ......"

Suddenly, my voice trembled, and it was as if a big hole had been dug in my chest, and I could even clearly feel the pain in my flesh.

Shu An turned his head and asked suspiciously, "What did you see?" ”

I reached out and touched my chest, and at this moment, I could really feel the pain of cramping and breaking bones, as if I had been nailed to the ceiling.

"No, it's me who feels it...... I feel your pain! Then I was breathing in pain and my hands were shaking.

Only then did the other party find out that I was in a cold sweat, my face was pale, and I felt that something was wrong, so he immediately ordered in a deep voice: "Don't recall, don't recall!" ”

I took a deep breath of air, trying to pull myself out of my nightmare, and when I opened my eyes, I saw that there was a worry on the handsome face in front of me.