The silence after the chaos made Zhao Hui feel the loneliness and fear of walking alone. But after all, he arrived at the familiar No. 9 station, the familiar meadow, and not far from the opposite was his residence. The old dormitory looked a little deserted because it was facing away from the sun, and it seemed to feel a chill from a distance of several hundred meters.

Zhao Hui comforted himself, "Okay! Where can you go if you don't go back? ”

Stepping on the creaking broken stairs, the mottled handrails seem to reveal a creepy atmosphere.

Zhao Hui turned into the aisle, the long one seemed to have no end, not empty, but extremely silent.

There are signs that the door of the room has moved, could it be that my mother has brought food? But he quickly rejected this judgment, because the deep scratches on the door panel could not have been left by his mother.

Some kind of critter? No, even if this is a suburb, even if the downstairs is a barren meadow, it is impossible for an animal more than a meter tall to climb upstairs.

- Stormman?

No wonder I always had a sense of foreboding in my heart.

He quickly and cautiously crouched down and placed the cardboard box on the floor, trying not to make a sound. But it was too late, and the creaking sound of the stairs should have already alarmed the people in the house.

Zhao Hui slowly stood up and opened the door, keeping one hundred percent vigilant.

Normally, it only takes a second to push it away, but this time it took a full ten seconds. With every turn of the panel, his heart lifted up a little. What if the other person pounces? What if the other person is behind the door?

"But what are you afraid of?" Zhao Hui felt a little ridiculous, wasn't he also a storm man? And it is also a storm man who can avoid the border and enter and exit safely, a storm man who can control himself, why would he be afraid.

It's just that human instinct still tells him that he still has to be careful, if there is really a storm man hiding inside, no one knows what the other party will do.

The doors finally opened, and the dimly lit room was instantly illuminated.

After scanning around and finding nothing abnormal, Zhao Hui breathed a sigh of relief. It seems that today I was frightened by the vigilant formation of the second district, so I had this inexplicable worry.

Exiting the door, he picked up the cardboard box from the ground and put it on the small table, and glanced at the strange marks on the door, perhaps a prank left by a child when he passed by.

Mom didn't come, maybe the border checkpoint between the fourth and sixth districts is also under martial law, so she can't come. At this time, she must be very worried about her son, others don't know her son's identity, but her mother couldn't be clearer.

Today until now, Zhao Hui has not opened the X-OS program in his mobile phone, he has no heart to chat with Situ Yao, and he has nothing to tell her. The only thing I want to do now is to sit still for a while, and be alone.

Wrong! Someone has been here! Zhao Hui inadvertently saw the scratches on the wooden cabinet, if it was a prank on the door, then the similar marks on the cabinet could not be explained in the same way.

His instinctive reaction made him jump like a spring, his eyes turned red, and the fangs in his mouth protruded rapidly. A low roar came out of his throat, and he quickly scanned the room.

There is only one place where people can be hidden, and that is under the bed.

There was nothing else in the room that could be used as a weapon, except for a few stools, so he picked up a handful and quickly approached the bed.

"Come out!"

After a short drink, I heard a rustling sound from under the bed.

The first thing that came out was a pair of women's hands, but they were very different from normal people's hands. The slender nails were inlaid with black dirt, and there was a small amount of blood left by the tearing of raw flesh.

Zhao Hui took a big step back and raised the stool high as he grinned, baring his sharp teeth in preparation for the bite.

The man under the bed had already stuck his head out, and his long hair hung down to the floor, covering his entire face. But for sure, this is a woman.

Zhao Hui ordered viciously: "Raise your face!" ”

The other party seemed to be a little embarrassed, hesitated and did not do it immediately.

"Lift your face, or I'll do it!" After speaking, Zhao Hui roared in a low voice.

The woman took a difficult step forward and slowly lifted her head.

Zhao Hui's hand fell down instantly, and the stool fell heavily to the ground, which was too unbelievable. Although I have only seen that face once, I am deeply impressed, this is Chen Nannan, the purchasing specialist of Aokang.

It's just that her eyes are full of horror, and there is too much helplessness, and the blood stains left on her cheeks due to gnawing raw meat are clearly visible. Even though she tried to hide the obvious protruding fangs, it was easy to see.

She lay on the ground, trembling violently.

"Is that you?"

Chen Nannan nodded, and a hint of despair was added to his eyes. Not long ago, he was a client of Zhao Hui, a respected person, but now he hides unkempt under a stranger's bed.

I don't know why, Zhao Hui had a special impression of Chen Nannan from the first time. Sure that it was her who broke in, but eased the previous tension.

He crouched down, trying to reach out to her.

"No!" Chen Nannan twisted his shoulders and avoided Zhao Hui's hand.

Zhao Hui shook his head, picked up the stool and returned to the small table to sit down. He understood that the woman would also have a hard time accepting this way of meeting.

Chen Nannan walked over, and Zhao Hui kept staring at it like that. Except for the whole face and voice, it is almost impossible to connect with the intellectual beauty from before. The clothes were ragged, the scars could be clearly seen on the skin exposed by the holes, and the shoes had been lost at some point, and now stood barefoot.

Both are trying to calm themselves down, and this kind of scene may not necessarily turn out if the atmosphere is not controlled.

The room was terrifyingly quiet, and even the door that was usually closed as soon as he entered the house was still open and failed to attract Zhao Hui's attention.

At Station 9 not far away, there is no longer the sound of the section train running over a few days ago, and the whole world seems to be only the sound of two people's breathing and heartbeat.

After a long time, a cold wind blew in, rolling up the paper on the computer desk and gently drifting down.

Zhao Hui finally spoke, and he forced himself to say calmly: "Please take a seat!" ”

The sharp fangs slowly retracted, and the glowing green in his eyes gradually faded. He stood up, looking for something in the room to entertain the uninvited guest.

But there was nothing, the only food suitable for her had been eaten in advance. The wooden cabinet that had been moved, and the empty dark compartment, told Zhao Hui everything.

"I'm ......, there's not even water here......" He turned around and looked at Chen Nannan apologetically.

And Chen Nannan is trying her best to tidy up her hair, but no matter how hard she tries, she can't meet the requirements in her heart. In fact, for her, that glamorous image is destined to belong only to the past, and what awaits her in the future can only be this crazy appearance.

The two sat down and looked at each other.