Chapter 380: The Night Is Deep
"By the way. As if thinking of something, he added, "In He Yi's room, the police have not found anything unusual, including this kind of human head." ”
"That's going to have to be recalculated." I thought calmly, "The only thing that is certain now is that anyone who touches the bronze human head is dead. Then I'm afraid that Yuying will also be in danger. However, the portraits were divided into three groups, two in my hand, two in the police, and two in Zhao Yu's hand. Hmph, it's a bit of a hassle. ”
Yang Junfei obviously understood the meaning of what I didn't say, with a wry smile on his face, "I have been in contact with that dangerous thing with you, and so has Sun Xiaoxue." It seems that we all need to be mentally prepared to avoid being caught off guard when we are eroded by that strange power. It's just that I don't know how that weird power will appear! ”
"Based on the way so many people died, it probably would be a psychological effect. In the future, I should try to touch them as little as possible, and I will find a way to pack them up with something more effective. "I have a little plan in my heart," why did you say Zhao Yu took away the portrait? You say, could his purpose be these avatars as well? ”
Yang Junfei lit a cigarette and took a deep breath, "It's very likely, stinky boy, it seems that we will be busy in the future." ”
I shook my head and smiled helplessly. I guess things are really getting more and more complicated!
The sunlight pierced the clouds, and the fiery red light imprinted the morning glow as if it were burning. A new day begins......
DateMay 26 at 10:17 p.m
I've been in a good mood lately because I've met someone who I'm destined to meet. I didn't want to do anything, but I was bored on the couch and didn't know what to do. It's too overwhelming to be bored, so it's better to just come out and complain.
What kind of person am I?
Many of my friends and colleagues used to ask me. Now, I keep asking myself this question.
Undertaking! What is my attitude towards my career?
Perhaps, it doesn't matter. For some reason, no matter what I do, I have a kind of blind faith. No matter what you do, you can reach the height of a virtuous circle. In fact, development is just like my faith, blindly moving forward.
So I don't care about my career, and I can't care. Maybe I won't get rich, but I'm definitely not short of money. Just as in this life, I have more rich people like weeds in the field, but those weeds are definitely not as chic as me.
And for feelings, sometimes I feel as if I am waiting for something, so for more than three years, no matter how many girls in my life go slowly, I can't love. It's not that you can't love, but you're afraid.
I'm a person who can't be left behind. I can't afford to lose love. I'm afraid, afraid that I have met someone I can love, but I can't live forever.
Many times, I like the feeling of being entangled with the hands of the person I love the most, like the intertwining of hearts, feeling each other's temperature and existence, falling in love, loving, and spending a lifetime leisurely!
I'm scared when I think about it. I'm afraid I won't be able to find it. I'm afraid that I won't be able to bear love again, and I will be lonely and abandoned in this tired world again......
So, my dear, if you do show up around some corner in the future, please never leave me behind. I will love you very much, and I will love you in my life. Buy the whole world for you. Just begging you, even if it's just for a second, you want me to die late. I know it's hard, it's selfish, it's even wishful thinking, but I really don't want to suffer the pain of loss.
My heart just can't bear that kind of weight.
When I was in college, I would take a walk on the beach every evening with the sea breeze. And every day, you can see the ancient couple pushing the wheelchair that they love the most in their lives. I often envy and fantasize that I can live like this when I get old.
So my dear, if one day you do suddenly appear in front of me, I will tell you that I will love you until you no longer love me. Love you until you grow old together. Love you until the end of your life.
I'm ready to love you. Got everything done. So I started lying on the couch, walking to the same café every day, sitting in the same place, drinking the same coffee. Silently waiting for your appearance.
There is a feeling that you will appear when I drink lavender for the hundredth time.
Then another month, maybe not a month. You're really, going to show up, right?
I'm waiting for you~!
The night was not very deep, but there were few people on the whole road. The lonely monotonous sound of high heels echoes around without rhythm, and it feels particularly harsh. Gao Xia was wearing professional clothes and hurried home.
This is a not very spacious road, I don't know if it is because of the need to save energy, the street lights are barely lit in several positions, which makes people palpitate and a little scared.
Most of the girls are very timid, especially walking alone in places where there are no people. At this moment, in addition to the sound of his own footsteps, even his own heartbeat and pulsation seem to be heard very clearly.
Before going home, there is a side alley that is 5 minutes away. It is even more gloomy there, it is said that there have been several single women who were robbed and raped when they returned from the night, and even a girl grabbed her handbag because she was dead, and the gangster was annoyed and stabbed her. So the girl withered at the age of the flowering season, and everyone who heard it was very sorry.
Since then, many people have rumored that the alleys will be haunted at night. The dead girl was unwilling to fall into the Yellow Spring, and often cried when she died.
The alley was near. She stopped, cautiously glanced sideways, and saw nothing. Gao Xia shook her head lightly, took a few deep breaths hard, and then slowly and tentatively stretched her right foot in. Anyway, the main road to the apartment is being renovated, and this alley has become a necessary way home, and the damn city government doesn't know what exactly is being planned. Not to mention the indiscriminate construction of roads, and the street lights are not a little more. If you mess with the old lady, just write a few anonymous letters to complain, and make a few count!
The first step is taken, and the steps behind are much easier. The sound of high heels trampling on the stone slab was crisp and offensive, and it was really dark all around, even darker than imagined. She reluctantly took out her mobile phone and pressed it on, as the only source of light. I can't help but start searching for targets to vent my anger again. Damn the section chief, the life of the class should have been ironclad 9 to 5, and he actually checked all of Zhou's statistical plans on a whim. Although the plan was accepted by herself, it did not belong to the scope of the old lady's work at all.
Depend on!
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