Cong Yan felt a deep sense of despair. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info Xue Songgang's figure is getting closer and closer to him, and it is pitch black all around, except for the faint light of the mobile phone screen and Xue Songgang's figure, he can't see anything.

"Ahh!!!hh He let out a cry of despair and pain, and his steps stopped abruptly.

I'm fed up and don't want to go on like this anymore.

He slowly turned around to face the black figure behind him.

"Are you trying to kill me?" Cong Yan said.

The dark shadow did not speak.

"Then you can kill me. I'm so tired. Even if I escape this time, I will face endless missions and endless ghosts in the future. Instead of living in fear every day, it is better to die now. ”

"Do you really think so?" Xue Songgang's voice came coldly.

"That's right! Kill me. I won't run anymore. After speaking, Cong Yan sat on the ground.

He couldn't run anymore. After a long lack of exercise, his body has already become very weak. After running for a long time, his legs already had a feeling that they were about to be uncontrollable. The exertion of his physical strength and the fear in his heart tormented him, and his legs trembled uncontrollably, and even if he was asked to run again, he was afraid that he would not be able to run.

"You just gave up your life? Don't you feel sorry for your parents? Xue Songgang's voice became less cold.

Cong Yan was silent, but this silence only lasted for a minute.

"Before, I didn't believe in ghosts. But now, I believe, ghosts do exist. Since it really exists, then I will also become a ghost when I die, or I may also be reincarnated. In that case, there is nothing to be afraid of dying. If I owe my parents, I can repay it in the next life. ”

"Hehehe......" Xue Songgang's voice became weird and cold again, "Do you really think so?" ”

"Of course. Am I not right? Cong Yan looked at the figure in the dark.

"Who told you that I was Xue Songgang?" Xue Songgang's voice continued.

Cong Yan was suddenly stunned. Then, fear came like a tidal wave.

The figure in front of him is not the ghost that Xue Songgang has become? Could it be that the ghosts encountered in Dark Raven Ridge are not what people become after death? What about them...... What the hell is it?

Cong Yan stood up.

"What? Don't want me to kill you? Xue Songgang's voice said.

Cong Yan opened his mouth, but he couldn't make any sound.

He suddenly felt that if he died, he was really dead, and there would be nothing. There will be no reincarnation, no more ghosts, no more opportunities to feel the world.

No...... You can't just die!

Cong Yan suddenly came to his senses, turned around and ran frantically again.

However, "Xue Songgang" doesn't seem to have any intention of letting him go. He let out a creepy laugh, then instantly moved behind Cong Yan, who was running with all his might, and followed closely.

Cong Yan felt a pair of cold, thin hands caress his neck, and the intense chill made him shiver instantly. Then, he felt his hands stop suddenly, and his legs were still making a forward stride, but the whole person fell to the ground sideways under the action of the hands around his neck.

He was lying on his back, his hands still clutching his neck from behind.

"Ahh Help me! Help me! Save ......," he shouted, but with the increasing force of those hands, he was unable to make any sound.

The darkness came from all directions like a rushing black stream, and Cong Yan struggled desperately, but he couldn't break free of those hands.

Cong Yan felt himself convulsing, and his body shook violently as if he had been shocked.

"Cong Yan! Cong Yan! ”

He felt someone slapping his face and someone shaking his shoulder.

I'm not dead?

It was the first thought that popped into his head.

"Cong Yan! Cong Yan! Wake up! ”

A voice shouted.

Who is it? Whose voice is that?

He struggled to open his eyes, and saw his father's anxious eyes.

"Huh?" Cong developed a puzzled voice and looked at his father's face in disbelief.

"Finally woke up, really." Father let out a long sigh of relief and sat down in the chair next to him.

Cong Yan looked around blankly and found that this was actually his bedroom. Not the apartment he rented, but his own home.

"Dad, where's my mom?" Cong Yan sat up. He felt a little dizzy, but overall it was fine.

"Went out and poured water. You fainted this time, and it scared both of us. Luckily, you're finally awake. ”

As soon as my father finished speaking, my mother walked in with a glass of water. Seeing that Cong Yan had woken up, a smile immediately appeared on his face.

"Son, are you awake? Great, great. Come, drink some water. Mother said, handing the glass to Cong Yan's mouth.

"I fainted? Why? Cong Yan held the glass of water but didn't drink it.

"Don't you remember?" When her mother heard this, she immediately sat on the edge of the bed worriedly and touched Cong Yan's forehead, "You have been going out every day to look for a job and attend an interview these days, and the weather is too hot and you have heat stroke." ”

"I'm going out to look for a job?" Cong Yan's eyes widened in surprise.

"yes. Alas, I was originally very happy that my son was finally sensible and knew that he was looking for a job. However, it has only been a few days, and you are tired, and my mother's heart is very unpleasant......" said her mother, and her eyes were a little red.

Cong Yan desperately searched the memory bank, but couldn't remember when he went out for an interview.

"Mom doesn't have high requirements for your work, as long as you can support yourself. You are studying art, engaging in decoration design, being an art editor, being an art teacher, it's okay, your mother has no opinion......" Mother kept talking, if it had been placed in the past, Cong Yan would have been angry a long time ago, but now, he is looking at his mother with mixed feelings.

Just now, he was ready to give up his life. Before that, he had thought several times that if he could have a chance to do it again, he would definitely find a job and honor his parents. Now, looking at his parents in front of him, Cong Yan only felt that he could never do anything sorry for them anymore. It's been more than a month since he graduated and he can't wait any longer.

"Mom, don't worry, I will continue to work hard to find a job." Cong Yan said.

As soon as the voice fell, the mobile phone rang. Cong Yan picked up the phone and said, "Hey? ”

"Hey, hello, is it Mr. Cong Yan?" A strange man's voice said.

"Yes. You are? ”

"This is Haiyuan No. 3 Middle School. You came to our trial lecture a week ago and we are happy to inform you that you have passed our trial lecture and please transfer your profile to our school. The detailed address will be sent to you by SMS, please pay attention to check. Please report to our school within three days. ”