A few minutes after Yang Han walked out, Qi Yan took a broom to clean up the glass residue that had just been broken by him.

After he stirred it up so abruptly just now, his heart became more and more uneasy.

It's really a wave of unsettled, and what is already over is even more complicated.

Under Qi Yan's questioning, Yang Han was almost about to say something, according to his last sentence after leaving, it was already certain that this matter was definitely not simple, but what was it......

That kid must have something unspeakable, no... can't just forget it, this is not Yang Han's own crisis, maybe it has some kind of relationship with himself, he must catch up and ask clearly.

Thinking of this, Qi Yan was no longer entangled, even if he beat up this rich second generation today, he would be forced to make it clear, it was not that he was looking for trouble, but that he came to the door tonight to add to the blockage.

After Yang Han walked out of the unit building, he came to the garden of the community.

Like the walking dead, all I think about is a mess of things.

He walked to a flower bed, dragged his tired body and sat down, trying to smoke a cigarette to stabilize his mind, but the hand that could still move kept shaking, and he couldn't even hold the lighter steadily, and he didn't light the cigarette butt for a long time.

At this time, there are several pedestrians walking around the community, aunts, dog walkers, patrol security guards, etc.

But Yang Han didn't seem to see them, he only thought he was an isolated person.

From his visit to Coco's studio tonight, he knew that he had really been tortured very badly these days, even if it was only mentally tortured, but often this kind of mental abuse was more painful than stabbing him to death directly.

After several attempts, he finally ignited his zippo lighter, but before he could get to the end of the cigarette, the flame suddenly went out.

Then, in Yang Han's snort, he smelled a disgusting strong smell of blood.

Sonorous... The lighter slid to the ground with a soft metallic sound.

It was obviously a sultry night, but Yang Han felt that his whole body was extremely cold, and his back was cold, and he didn't dare to move, just staring at him like that.

The smell of blood grew heavier and heavier, accompanied by a faint rancid stench......

Two cold breaths were felt in his ears, and the corners of Yang Han's slightly open mouth were still hanging with cigarettes.

He cried... At first, there was only silence and tears, but after a while, like a child who had committed something wrong and was about to be punished, buried his head and sobbed tremblingly.

The few pedestrians who walked by him didn't know who this young man was, why was he crying when he sat alone on the side of the road at night?

The next thing I heard him whisper to himself as he grabbed his messy hair.

"I'm sorry...... I'm sorry, Yudong... Xiaoxue ...... I'm sorry."

"I didn't want to hurt you, I really didn't want to hurt you... I'm just being taken advantage of...... I really didn't expect it to be such a catastrophe...... I shouldn't have let you go to my house that night, I'm sorry...... I do not know... I do not know. ”

"I owe gambling debts myself, and I don't dare to tell my family...... I don't dare tell you that I took their money... And then...... And then he just asked me to put a piece of paper in the house, and that's it! I didn't know how things would turn out...... If I knew, I wouldn't have helped them...... I really didn't know it would implicate you....."

At this moment, two "people" appeared beside Yang Han, two bloody people with no skin, black and red bodies, and blood flowing!

One on the left and one on the right, stood on either side of him, with their arms hanging down and their round heads hanging down, their eyes and teeth exposed because they had no skin.

The most terrifying thing is that you can still hear the soft breath in the ears of the two bloody people......

Of course, only Yang Han himself could see it, but he didn't turn his head sideways, but he could clearly feel their existence.

Yang Han's breath became more and more rapid, and he was out of breath by the end, just like an asthma attack, he only took short breaths, and his chest seemed to be blocked by something, and his breathing became very difficult.

When he fell to the ground with convulsions and foamed at the mouth, two security guards came up to him.

"Hey, lad, what's wrong with you?"

"Who is he? Residents of the community? Look at him like this... Don't be a heart attacker, right? ”

"Call the emergency number!"

"Hold on to some boys!"

Yang Han's eyes were still greatly bulging, and he was lying on the ground with constant spasms.

The pedestrians who passed by also gathered around to see what was going on, and everyone was shocked when they saw his posture, some said it was epilepsy, some said it was heart disease...... Anyway, I was surprised.

No one else could see it, and the two bloody men grabbed their bloody hands directly into Yang Han's back... But there were no external injuries.

Yang Han couldn't make a sound anymore, and he clearly felt that two cold, wet hands were stirring his internal organs, especially his heart, which was being squeezed strongly.

After Qi Yan ran downstairs, he first looked around, and soon saw several people surrounding him in the distance, and he also hurried over.

When he came over, Yang Han was not just foaming at the mouth, but vomited several large pools of black and red blood clots, and the whites of his eyes were all bright red because of blood congestion except for the pupils.

This made the onlookers even more shocked.

Qi Yan set aside these people, and gasped after seeing Yang Han's current situation, he had just squatted down, Yang Han's only remaining trace of consciousness saw Qi Yan, and suddenly raised his hand and grabbed his sleeve tightly, and there was still some blood spit out on his hand.

Qi Yan looked at him in a daze, as if he felt that he wanted to say something to himself, and he didn't resist, this time letting Yang Han grab his sleeve.

"Uh... Cough..."Yang Han's face was flushed, and he could only choke from his mouth with difficulty.

Qi Yan didn't force him anymore, because he had already ......

Even if the ambulance arrives now, I am afraid that I will not be able to save myself in the hospital.

He flicked lightly on the ground a few more times, and finally let go of his hand, the green tendons on his forehead burst out, and his eyes were bloodshot.

Qi Yan closed his eyes, his cheeks twitched, and he could only sigh unwillingly.

By the time the ambulance arrived in the community, Yang Han's life had already ended.

Qi Yan's sleeves were still stained with the blood he had just left, perhaps...... Just now, when he arrived, Yang Han really wanted to tell himself the secret, right?

It's just that it's too late... Whether he was really killed by the souls of those two friends, or for some other reason, it was too late.

The moment he was carried into the car on a stretcher by the medical staff, Qi Yan became full of mixed feelings and couldn't help but think...... Did you really see the world too simple before?

More and more bizarre experiences subverted his original notions again and again, and they all happened in front of his eyes.

Is there really such a thing as cause and effect?

Even if it seems to be something of the past, it is not actually gone, but only temporarily stopped.

And after a period of time, those confusions and shadows that have been sealed will still appear in front of people again, and they can't be avoided, and they can't be avoided.