Time has never been so long as this day, like a small person in the middle of a quagmire suffocating in a struggle.

Everything comes down to calm.

Until he put the dragon sticker on his arm and put it on his arm.

He paused, standing at the entrance of the corner of the community and looked at the Beiye community in the early morning light suspiciously.

"Young man, do you want to buy buns? Fresh big meat buns. A lady with a small cart shouted to the young man as she passed by the street.

The young man's lips moved.

The few closed red hair salons in front of him froze him.

"Is this the Beiye community?"

"Impossible, impossible." The young man muttered, and even began to run forward a little frantically.

It wasn't until he saw the humble tin cheap rental house again that he hugged his head and looked around suspiciously.

"Li Kongling, you TM come out for me!"

The young man suddenly roared madly.

He took out his mobile phone, and after looking at the white message, the whole person suddenly withdrew his voice again.

Then he looked at a tin door in front of him.

There was a cold light in his eyes.

Zhang Zu didn't understand why time would return to the original starting point of the dream, and he didn't understand why there was such a strong killing intent if everything that happened before was a dream.

Why dreams are so real.

No, it's not a dream.

It is not subconscious.

It did.

And this kind of existence should not seem to exist in him.

What is hidden behind that bloody scene.

Even he himself couldn't tell whether it was a dream or a reality.

If it was reality, he had already died tragically in the mouth of that group of perverted middle school students, and if it was a dream, why would he feel heartache.

Because he not only saw his own tragic death, but also saw an objective picture.

For example, the scene where Xia He carried him on his back and had a tryst with the demon, saw the loneliness and helplessness of Reiko, and the brainlessness of Shi Yun's little girl, bucktooth and Xiaobao.

He saw his own death.

He saw Li Kongling's deception of him, and saw the dialogue between Li Kongling and Zhang Mengmeng at the end.

These were objective images that he couldn't see, but they were now in his mind.

He crouched on the ground and his emotions began to spiral out of control.

The window of the hair salon was opened, and a pair of eyes looked over, and then closed it again.

For the people here, as long as it's not a strip, it's none of their business.

Still, his cries were very disturbing.

After a while, I don't know which enthusiastic audience quietly dialed the police station, and a few policemen came from the nearby police station and brought Zhang Zu, who was crying and laughing for a while, back to the police station.

"Name."

"Age."

Zhang Zu, who was unable to answer these simple questions and answers, was forcibly checked by the police, checked his ID card as a student of Qamdo University, and immediately sent him to the hospital, and notified his head teacher.

"Zhang Zu, are you okay?"

"Boss, what's the matter with you?"

"I'll go, it's only been a day and I haven't seen anyone, why is it like this?"

Looking at the faces of the fourth Yunshan, the third Liu Jialin, and the second Qiu Baohua, Zhang Zu, who was lying on the hospital bed, suddenly cried.

"Don't disturb the patient's rest, he needs a quiet environment now." A doctor walked up to the door and said solemnly.

The three of them hurriedly walked out.

When the nurse began to inject Zhang Zu with a tranquilizer, he finally calmed down after the needle was inserted into the blood vessel and the drug flowed to the brain.

It's just that the calmer I become, the more I feel that it wasn't a dream before, but a dream now.

But the pain in reality does not deceive his senses.

Dreams have never been so long.

However, he learned to be obedient, and after the doctor gave him a psychological assessment and treatment, he told the doctor that his emotional collapse was caused by the loss of love, and he was understood by the doctor.

And the discharge procedures were quickly processed.

A day later.

In the block at the back entrance of the school, a young man carried a long black bag into the campus.

I saw him go all the way to the boys' dormitory.

"Alas, boss, you were discharged from the hospital so soon?" The fat man in the dormitory was eating chicken legs, playing a game, and stood up in surprise when he saw Zhang Zu pushing the door in.

"Well, a little illness, do you know where Li Kongling went? Why wasn't he in the dormitory? ”

"He's supposed to be in class."

"Well, then I see."

Zhang Zu suddenly turned around and kicked the opposite bedroom open, and after glancing at the class schedule behind the door, he glanced at Li Kongling's neatly organized dormitory, and tore a photo on the table to shreds.

"This, boss, you."

Yun Shan stood up in shock, only to see Zhang Zu carrying a strange black bag behind him.

He couldn't understand why Zhang Zu suddenly kicked Li Kongling's door, the relationship between them was more iron than between their roommates to a certain extent, but what was the situation now?

The fat man walked over and looked at the shredded photo, where the smiles of the two young men had collapsed.

Room 302, Chemistry Building, Qamdo University.

"So we're going to talk about the differences between cells and viruses." A middle-aged female teacher on the stage was talking.

The classroom door was kicked open with a thud.

Everyone saw a young man rushing in, looking around, and then pounced on a lone frost god in the front seat.

"Zhang Zu, what's the matter? I'm in class right now! ”

"Hell can go too!" Zhang Zu burst into a shout, grabbed Li Kongling's collar with one hand, and threw him out of his seat with an over-the-shoulder fall.

"What are you doing!?" The teacher hurriedly shouted.

Just when everyone was anxious, their eyes began to condense.

It was a look of fear that was called.

They saw the young man pull out a long knife from his back.

The moment Li Kongling didn't react, it stabbed into his body.

In an instant, everyone opened their mouths, and the silence of that moment ended with a mouthful of blood spurting out from the corner of Li Kongling's mouth.

Li Kongling's classmates began to scream and panic.

They quickly evacuated the classroom, and no one dared to step forward to stop the bloodthirsty young man.

As for those girls who admired Li Kongling, they could only cover their mouths and be pulled out of the classroom by the little sisters.

They thought it was just revenge, but they never thought it was the shackles of death.

But here in Zhang Zu, when the knife entered the body, the spirit suddenly got relief and relief.

"You're finally awake, big idiot, and I knew there must be a chance." Li Kongling, who fell to the ground and convulsed, suddenly laughed weirdly.

"At this time, do you still want to lie to me, can you hide the fact that you are the devil with these nonsense words?!" Zhang Zu sneered, and the knife in his hand went a little further.

Burst.

He gently hugged Zhang Zu.

"Don't you understand what the devil is and what angels are?"

Li Kongling's voice began to get quieter and quieter, and then he fell silent.

Gradually, the frost-red blood began to make him dizzy and confused in a trance.

When he opened his eyes slightly, a pair of angry eyes stared at him.

He froze, these eyes were obviously his!