Meng Haochen was marking the key points, and Meng Yao was idle and walked to his bookshelf.

His eyes swept casually over one book after another, and finally landed on a few books.

""Strange Face", "Someone Behind", "The Third Killer", "Corpse Language", ......" The spine of each book is a little white, obviously Meng Haochen usually reads it.

And the authors of these books all have the same name - "The True Eye".

"The True Eye? The pen name of the good middle two. ”

Meng Yao pursed her lips, stretched out her little hand and pulled out a book, and was about to see if it was interesting, Meng Haochen, who had caught a glimpse of her movements, had already jumped up: "Don't touch my book!" ”

Then, striding over, her amber eyes glared at Meng Yao angrily, snatched the book back from her hand, and carefully blew the place where Meng Yao had touched, as if it had been polluted by dirt, before putting it back in its place.

"You're reacting too much, aren't you?" Meng Yao grinded her back molars and guessed stupidly, "Is it difficult, which girl sent it to you?" ”

"What do you know, good books, for people who will appreciate them." Meng Haochen said with a straight face, "Moreover, with an IQ like yours, you can't read these books." ”

After speaking, he threw the textbooks to her: "The key points are drawn, wait until you memorize them all!" ”

Meng Yao held the book and went back to the room.

After watching it for a while, I couldn't help but doze off, and my head lit up like a chicken pecking rice.

After yawning, Meng Yao knew that he had just been discharged from the hospital, and his body was still a little weak, so he was not in a hurry.

So, after washing up, I went to bed and soon fell into a deep sleep.

I don't know how long it took.

The scene before her suddenly changed.

Time: Early in the morning.

Location: Busy streets, weaving traffic, intersections.

The green humanoid light turned on, and Meng Haochen took a step forward and walked towards the other side of the road......

"Ahh

With a scream, Meng Yao sat up suddenly, his breath was as rapid as a bellows, and cold sweat poured out of every pore in an instant.

She was stunned for a few seconds, then came to her senses a little, immediately lifted the quilt, didn't even bother to put on her slippers, and ran out of the room barefoot.

Push open Meng Haochen's door first, and there was no one inside.

Meng Yao's pupils immediately contracted, and the indescribable terror in his heart suddenly rose.

"Yaoyao, why don't you sleep more?" He Jianing, who was cleaning up the kitchen, noticed the movement, turned his head to look at his daughter, and smiled softly. "It's not ...... nine o'clock yet"

"Mom, where's Meng Haochen?" Meng Yao pale and interrupted her.

There was a hint of uncontrollable trembling in his voice.

"Your brother, he said he was going to the bookstore to buy a few books, and he just went out......"

Before He Jianing finished speaking, he saw his daughter rushing to the door like a gust of wind, put on a pair of sneakers randomly, opened the door, and rushed out of the door directly.

Stepping onto the street, Meng Yao completely ignored the gazes of passers-by and ran wildly towards the location of the bookstore.

His heart trembled wildly, and his breath was extremely short.

At this moment, her mind went blank, and only one thought was echoing wildly!

Find Meng Haochen......

Find him!

Just now, she suddenly dreamed that at a certain intersection, a black car suddenly lost control and rushed straight into the traffic and the crowd crossing the road at a very high speed.

The roads were stained red with blood, and there were many casualties.

And among those who died.

There is Meng Haochen!

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