Gu Zhihuan stiffened his upper body and did not move.

"Huanhuan, why don't you move?" The man giggled.

In the laughter, a faint sound of swallowing saliva could be heard.

Gu Zhihuan's fingertips sank into his palm.

She didn't look back: "Who are you?" ”

"I'm Han Yue."

"Who's in that bed?" Gu Zhihuan asked.

"He's a fake." The man said, "I'm the real thing." ”

"Really?" Gu Zhihuan turned around.

The man had already gotten up, and he stretched out his hand to Gu Zhihuan: "Huanhuan, pull me up." ”

Gu Zhihuan walked over.

The man's eyes grew brighter and brighter.

Gu Zhihuan raised his hand: "Come up." ”

"I can't reach ......"

"You can get there by sticking your hand in."

“……”

Gu Zhihuan withdrew his hand, hung it at his side, and stared coldly at the person outside the window: "What? Can't get in? ”

The people outside the window were silent.

He stared at Gu Zhihuan with a strange expression: "How did you find out?" ”

"Name."

"Name?"

"Han Yu won't call me Huanhuan."

“……”

"Who are you?" Gu Zhihuan asked again.

The man giggled again.

The moon peeked out from behind the dark clouds.

The pale moonlight shone on the man's face, and Gu Zhihuan's expression finally changed.

It was a face that was hard to describe in words.

Although the eye is the eye and the nose is the nose, it can be combined together and it is indescribably awkward.

It's like a patchwork from different places.

Even if he was exposed, he still used Han Yue's voice to say something that made Gu Zhihuan tremble: "Baby, I'm Han Yue, pull me up." ”

The window between the two was wide open.

The wind from outside poured inside.

He wasn't short, and the windowsill only reached the base of his thigh.

Gu Zhihuan looked at him calmly: "Come in by yourself." ”

The man's expression changed.

Gu Zhihuan pretended to turn around, but he suddenly became anxious.

When normal people are in a hurry, their expressions are a little anxious at most.

However, in this hurry, the facial features that were lying on his face in a regular manner suddenly became out of order, his nose squeezed into the middle of his eyes, and his lips began to fall out.

Ice cream as if it suddenly melted.

Gu Zhihuan glanced at it, and his scalp tingled.

He was so anxious that he wanted to get in, but as soon as his hand touched the window, he was blocked by something invisible, and the whole person quickly withdrew his hand and let out a painful roar.

At the other end of the city, Jiao Pei, who was lying on the sofa watching a movie, sat up straight.

Gu Zhihuan's heart jumped suddenly, but after seeing that the "person" couldn't get in, he breathed a sigh of relief.

He raised his hand to Gu Zhihuan irritably.

Gu Zhihuan saw that he was holding a sharp boning knife in his hand.

The boning knife smashed into the window and was bounced back again by something invisible.

A cluster of flames burst up along the blade, burning quickly down his arm.

"Ahhhh

The knife in his hand fell.

Gu Zhihuan only saw a burning man jump from the windowsill, and after a few clicks, he disappeared into the darkness.

The wind outside is picking up.

The bedroom was deserted.

It seems that everything just now was just a grotesque dream.

Gu Zhihuan's back was already soaked.

It took a while for her to regain consciousness and staggered to the windowsill.

Facing the empty window, Gu Zhihuan cautiously raised his right hand and poked it with his fingertips—poking it into the air.

Nothing.

Gu Zhihuan's expression was a little dull.

She grabbed at the void in disbelief, and felt for a long time the window, but it was still empty.

Hallucinations......

Gu Zhihuan closed his eyes.

She had the audacity to poke her head out.

On the gray steps, there was a lonely boning knife.

Gu Zhihuan involuntarily took a deep breath.

The thick dark clouds have dissipated imperceptibly.

A full moon hangs high in the night sky.

I don't know if it's just experienced something terrifying, Gu Zhihuan even felt that it was too round when he looked at the moon.

Cautiously bent down and picked up the boning knife, Gu Zhihuan didn't feel a little sleepy.

Han Yue was still lying on the bed, breathing long.

Gu Zhihuan sat next to him with a knife, not knowing what he was thinking.

So the first moment Han Yue opened his eyes, what he saw was Gu Zhihuan sitting on the edge of the bed, half of his body shrouded in darkness, staring at him motionless.

Han Yue rubbed his eyes and rolled his face: "Baby? ”

Gu Zhihuan's upper body moved slightly.

Moonlight poured in from behind her, illuminating the boning knife in her hand.

Han Yue jumped up directly from the bed: "Baby, what are you doing?" Did I just behave badly? Isn't it too long??? Calm down!! ”

Gu Zhihuan stood up with a knife.

Han Yue subconsciously covered his little brother.

"Get dressed." Gu Zhihuan's tense voice seemed to hide something.

Han Yue wanted to ask, but Gu Zhihuan's hand moved, and the knife face reflected Han Yue's face, and Han Yue swallowed all the questions in his stomach with interest.

He hurriedly got dressed.

Gu Zhihuan got out of bed with a knife: "Let's go." ”

"Where?" Han Yue followed Gu Zhihuan tremblingly.

Gu Zhihuan did not answer.

Han Yue had no choice but to quickly fasten the last button and follow.

Gu Zhihuan only wore a short-sleeved shirt, and the beautiful butterfly bones outlined an alluring arc through the clothes.

Han Yue hurriedly took two steps back, took the coat hanging at the door, and then strode to catch up with Gu Zhihuan.

Gu Zhihuan took Han Yue all the way to the underground garage.

She instinctively walked over to the driver's seat and pulled the door open.

His right hand trembled uncontrollably.

Gu Zhihuan lowered his eyes and withdrew his hand: "Do you know how to drive?" ”

"Ah...... will ......," Han Yue said.

Gu Zhihuan walked straight to the passenger seat.

Han Yue hesitantly got into the car.

Gu Zhihuan threw the car keys to him.

Han Yue started the car and turned on the dim overhead light.

"Not leaving?" Gu Zhihuan frowned slightly.

Han Yue turned his head sideways: "Seat belt." ”

Gu Zhihuan realized that he had forgotten about this matter.

As soon as she raised her hand, Han Yue had already half-pressed over, skillfully grabbed the seat belt behind Gu Zhihuan, and lowered her head to fasten it for him.

There was not much space in the car, and when Han Yue moved, the warm snort kept spraying on Gu Zhihuan's face.

Gu Zhihuan's mood gradually calmed down.

Han Yue looked at Gu Zhihuan's reaction quietly, and he put the coat he brought in front of Gu Zhihuan: "Where does the baby want to go?" ”

"Ruin Mountain."

Han Yue's movements paused slightly, and he quickly concealed the emotions in his eyes without a trace: "Okay, you can rest for a while first." ”

Gu Zhihuan was half-lying in the passenger seat, looking at his bloodless face on the window, and he didn't know if he had listened to Han Yue's words.

Half an hour later.

The car stopped at the foot of the ruins mountain.

Located on the outskirts of Jiangzhou, Xuyu Mountain is the industry of the Jiao family.

There is only one winding trail up the mountain, and all the cars are parked at the foot of the mountain.

When Gu Zhihuan and Han Yue arrived at the top of the mountain, the night was thick.

Jiao Pei was wearing pajamas, standing in front of the door of the courtyard, his eyes circled around the boning knife in Gu Zhihuan's hand, and fell on her cold face.

"You're finally here."