May 20th, night, no moon, no stars.

At this time, the weather is approaching early summer. During the day, Qingshan City is as hot as shrouded in the furnace of Taishang Laojun, but at night, the entire Qingshan City is unusually cool, as if entering a cold cave in Kaifeng.

The night is deep, and the windows of the buildings are gradually extinguishing the lights, but there are still some windows that stubbornly emit bright light, like the stars under the black night, and behind these bright windows is another group of people living in the city, known as the night owl people. In the windows that revealed the bright light of the incandescent lamp, there was one window that emitted a dim light.

The clock in the room ticks and ticks tirelessly, and the red hands are already pointing to twenty-three o'twenty-five.

A cup of coffee was placed next to the computer, but at this time, there was no heat, the cold had solidified into a ball, and the silver spoon was quietly attached to the cup.

Hu Ming was sitting next to the computer at this time, with four QQs hanging in the lower right corner of his computer screen, and the speaker kept ringing QQ The little penguin made a crisp dripping sound when the QQ message arrived. The information came quickly, and Hu Ming's hand moved even faster, and the keyboard was rapidly tapping by his fast fingers to make a muffled clicking sound.

He likes to surf the Internet, even to the extent that he is in love, and he is also obsessed with chatting about QQ, chatting with many people on the Internet about all kinds of novel and absurd topics. In this ethereal world, no one will know who he is, one of his QQ registrations is female, and another registered is neutral, and the age is filled in to a height enough to become an old monster, but no one will doubt his true identity, because this is originally a world of nothingness, everyone is the same, where everyone is free to vent the grievances they endure in real life, and the Internet is their weapon to fight back against real life, showing their unyieldingness.

The night gradually cooled down, the avatars on QQ were darkened one after another, many people would send Hu Ming a farewell avatar waving their little hands before leaving, and some people even sent 886 (homophony: bye-bye) three digital languages went directly down. Hu Ming is the same for everyone, just quickly sending a simple 886 three numbers, and finally there is no shiny avatar on the four QQs, leaving only Hu Yue's own avatar stubbornly hanging on it.

Suddenly, a lonely sense of loss hit Hu Ming.

yawning, Hu Ming dragged his cheek with one hand and browsed the posts on the forum with the mouse in the other. Suddenly, a post caught Hu Ming's attention, and the cursor of the mouse stopped.

Hu Ming's eyes swept over most of the words on the post, but finally stayed on the last line of small words: Don't chat online about QQ more than 12 o'clock at midnight, otherwise a pair of eyes will suddenly appear in the dark, staring at you deadly, as soon as you close QQ, it will suddenly pounce on you, stretching out cyan hands to clamp your neck!!

"Boring post." The corners of Hu Ming's mouth pulled up a sneer, and then closed the forum homepage, and then clicked on a few funny forums, and was turned over by the people who laughed at the whimsical jokes inside.

"Didi...... beeftle" The sound of a little penguin's horn begging to be a friend sounded softly.

Hu Ming stretched out his hand and dragged the mouse to click on the speaker, only to see that the authentication box read: 'Old friend'.

Hu Ming thought in his heart that it might be a friend of his in junior high school or high school, so he clicked to add as a friend, but at the moment of adding, Hu Ming suddenly felt that something seemed wrong, but he just couldn't remember it. So Hu Ming was looking for the 'old friend' he had just added in the friend list, and what puzzled Hu Ming was that he didn't find the QQ that puzzled him in the friend list.

"What's going on?" A big question mark popped up in Hu Ming's heart, "Why can't you find it, it's obviously added?" ”

At that moment, the clock on the wall struck the hour, one, two, three, four...... Twenty-four times.

"Smack!" With a bang, the coffee cup on Hu Ming's desktop fell to the ground, and the black-brown coffee liquid suddenly flowed slowly on the floor.

"Oops!!" Hu Ming exclaimed, hurriedly picked up a few tissues on the table, squatted on the ground, straightened the coffee cup, and wiped the black liquid on the floor with the tissue, "I have to touch it!" Why did you suddenly fall to the ground? What an evil door!! ”

Hu Ming squatted on the ground and wiped it little by little.

Suddenly, Hu Ming's hand on the floor stopped, and his eyes were fixed on the back of the computer under the desk.

A pair of red leather shoes, red dripping blood, stood quietly behind the table.

Through the height of a few inches at the bottom of the table, you can only see a pair of red shoes up, but you can't see whether anyone is wearing it, but it feels like the red shoes are so saturated, as if they are being worn.

Hu Ming's heart gradually became a question, and he muttered: "No, how can there be a pair of red shoes in my house, I don't like red shoes." Suddenly, a sudden downward memory struck Hu Ming's mind like lightning, his hands, his lips, and his whole body trembled slightly.

An inexplicable fear enveloped Hu Ming, and his eyes were fixed on the red blood-dripping leather shoes.

Hu Ming gritted his teeth tightly, stood up suddenly, pressed his hands on the desktop, leaned forward and looked behind the computer desk, only to find that there was nothing behind him, only the smooth and dazzling floor.

"Maybe I'm hallucinating after spending too much time online, really." Hu Ming sat down on the chair with his buttocks, closed his tired eyes, and rubbed his hands in a circular motion according to his temples, and unconsciously a little beads of sweat oozed from the hairline next to Hu Ming's face.

"Dididi......" The sound of a message from a little penguin rang out.

Hu Ming hurriedly opened his eyes and found that on a gray head, a small penguin with great clarity was beating sharply.

Hu Ming only found out at this time that the little penguin was red all over his body, even the hair on his back was red, dripping red blood, and the name next to it was: Old Friend.

Maybe it's a real member horror avatar, Hu Ming thought and clicked on the avatar.

The moment the infobox unfolded, there was a shrill electronic whistling sound from the speakers next to the computer, and the entire room fell silent for a moment, as if a terrible demon was trapped inside.

"I'm so cold!! I'm so cold!! The information box displayed these six words, and the rumble of the speaker was followed by the sharp sound of these six words.

The shrill voice was particularly frightening in the empty room. Blood, red blood, gradually poured out from the depths of the information box, engulfing those six words in an instant.

"Ah......h

With a bang, the chair turned as if it was caught by something, and suddenly fell, and Hu Ming also fell backwards to the ground, his head slamming on the floor.

"It hurts!" Hu Ming rolled over on his side, lying on the ground, and tightly covered his smashed head with his hands.

Red leather shoes.

A pair of red shoes appeared on the floor, in front of Hu Ming's eyes, not far from his chin.

Hu Ming's face slowly stood up, and the pupils of his eyes gradually narrowed.

Hands, a pair of cyan hands.