Su Qingmei, a beautiful girl who gives people a light at a glance. Ji Zimo's acquaintance with her was just a chance encounter, and he never understood the word fate in depth, until he gradually moved away from her from recognition, and he realized that he was really destined to be inseparable from her.

Ji Zimo thought of Su Qingmei's melancholy eyes, and there was a faint burning pain in his heart. He kept a garage day and night from the dance hall, put the car away, and walked to his destination.

He now has to pass through a 300-meter-long alley, go out of this alley, turn right and pass a pot shop, and he will arrive at the Arc de Triomphe KTV dance hall.

On the opposite side of the Arc de Triomphe Cabaret, there is a newly opened New Coast Cabaret nearby, which seems to be doing a good business, and from time to time you can see one or two girls dressed very in, off-the-shoulder camisole shirts and denim shorts, and full of figure at the door to make signs.

Ji Zimo passed by a car, and the body was vibrating slightly. With the help of street lights, it is clear that it is a silver Dongfeng Citroen.

Car shocks are not uncommon in this era, although Ji Zimo has not experienced it, he is used to leaving the car quickly without being surprised.

The bright neon font of the Triomphe Song and Dance Hall is still so dazzling, but now Ji Zimo came here with a strange feeling, and he wanted to see his former good friend and old classmate Shi Lin, and he had a special feeling in his heart.

"Hey, handsome guy." The competitors of the Arc de Triomphe are really not bad, when they saw Ji Zimo appear, the New Coast Song and Dance Hall immediately made a move, how could the beautiful woman's delicate shout not be exciting?

But Ji Zimo was not moved, but smiled indifferently at the beauty, and walked straight towards the triumphal arch.

Entering the Arc de Triomphe, the original simple state of mind became complicated. Ji Zimo is accustomed to looking towards a certain corner, standing at his angle to look at that corner, he has to cross several heads and shoulders to reach the center point of that position, which left a deep impression on his mind.

The position was empty, and this position belonged to Su Qingmei.

Ji Zimo still remembers the scene of the first meeting with her. Her shy smile and innocent eyes are as vivid as if she had only met her yesterday. His gaze lingered on the empty spot for a full two minutes before he moved away to face the smiling beauty.

"Gentlemen, do you have a reservation?"

Ji Zimo raised his finger and pointed to the inconspicuous corner that was far opposite the empty position just now and said, "Old position." The welcome lady smiled sweetly and made a gesture of please, and left.

Ji Zimo passed behind countless people, all of them were strangers, maybe they knew each other, but in the dim light, they couldn't see their faces clearly, and they didn't know each other.

Ji Zimo walked over and sat down, and in less than a minute, another male waiter came over, "May I ask what Mr. needs?" He asked, and presented a beautiful thin book with both hands.

Ji Zimo ordered two drinks called "Memories". Then he said, "That's it for now, I'm still waiting for someone." ”

The waiter left, and Ji Zimo looked at the time, 9 o'clock. Then I saw that there were many pairs of people dancing on the dance floor, and if he had come early, he might have been soaking on the dance floor and smelling the girl.

"If you don't understand human feelings, you are not suitable to survive among human beings." This is the wrong concept that Shi Lin once pointed out to Ji Zimo, saying that he is incompatible with no one, can only be disliked by society, abandoned by humans, and finally become a beggar, and one day will starve to death next to a pile of food.

It's not that Ji Zimo doesn't know how to be sophisticated, but because of ...... He was thinking about something, and suddenly there was an explosion outside, which shook the window next to him and cracked fine lines, and the ground shook even more obviously.

Ji Zimo saw that the others were also full of panic and surprise, not knowing what was going on.

Someone was shouting: "There is a car in the basement parking lot of the New Coast that spontaneously combusted. ”

Whew, the people on the dance floor, and the frightened people all ran to watch, and Ji Zimo ran at the front. All of a sudden, the new coast and the Arc de Triomphe were noisy, and people rushed to tell each other and ran towards the underground parking lot.

Ji Zimo saw that at the entrance of the underground parking lot, a Dongfeng Citroen had turned into a charred shell before the smoke was exhausted, and there was a curled and burned corpse faintly inside.

A feeling of nausea forced him to take two steps back and lean against the wall, feeling the coldness from the wall to feel a little better.

After a while, the police car roared in. Set up a cordon to drive away the crowd of onlookers, and at this time Ji Zimo had returned to that inconspicuous position.

The Stone Forest is already there.

He was still the same, in a suit and leather shoes, but his spirit was slightly tired, as if he had just returned from a long journey.

Ji Zimo smiled at him and handed him a cigarette: "How is it, how are you doing?" ”

Shi Lin smiled bitterly, shook his head, sighed, leaned forward with his hand on the table, and said in a rare, mysterious tone: "It's not good, you know, I have nothing to do but go to the Three Treasures Palace." It's okay, so I'm too lazy to look for you, in college, everyone knows that you can't be found casually. ”

"Why?" Ji Zimo lit the cigarette and looked around the hall, many people went to see the excitement, even the waiter and the female greeter were blocked at the door to watch the police check the scene.

"If you don't encounter anything evil, who will look for you?" Shi Lin picked up the "memory" and said with a meaningful smile on his face: "Only you know me best and know that I like this." Then he drank it all in one gulp, and put the cup down gently, making a jingling trill.

"Why are you in such a hurry? This is not boiled water, it is blended with wine. Ji Zimo shouted at a waiter at the counter: "Another cup of "memory". ”

"No, I'm going to be "miserable" this time. Shi Lin refused and demanded.

Ji Zimo nodded in agreement, and said to the waiter who had already walked over: "Pain." ”

"Wait a minute." The waiter picked it up with one hand and the tray in the other, walked up to put down the "memory", nodded politely and said, "Please use it slowly." "Then go to the end" pain. ”

The pain was mixed with spirits, and Ji Zimo was afraid that Shi Lin would drink it all in one gulp again, so he took a precautionary shot in advance and said, "Don't drink like that, it's not good." ”

Shi Lin raised his head and smiled inexplicably, put his arms on the table again, stared at Ji Zimo nervously, and said, "Do you know what happened to me recently?" ”

Ji Zimo took a reserved sip of "Memories", wiped his lips elegantly with a tissue, and said, "Then you want to share with me what you have encountered recently?" ”

Shi Lin picked up the "pain" and frowned at it, didn't drink it, and said again: "You know." ”

"Well, let's talk about it! When it's over, I have one more thing to tell you. Ji Zimo stared at Shi Lindao as if no one was focused. Because he was too focused, he didn't notice that the noise outside seemed to have stopped, and the dance floor was full of wild music again, and on the colorful and dim dance floor, the dancers seemed to have lost interest, and more than half of them were missing, and some people were quietly evacuating.

At the edge of the place where Ji Zimo and Shi Lin were sitting, it suddenly became empty, really empty. The jagged rattan chairs and the white tablecloths with lace are all lonely and lonely.

Stone Forest fell into memory. The pain of the glass mixed with spirits was temporarily left out by him, and his memory was short, and he couldn't remember many things.

The only thing I can remember is a nightmare I've been having a lot lately.

Nightmares are always related to women, and nightmares have women.

The woman wore a white gauze skirt and carried a human skin lantern, floating out of the heavy mist.

Especially when Shi Lin said that the woman's pupils were all black and dead eyes, Ji Zimo's hands trembled inexplicably.

"How do you know it's a human skin lantern?"

Shi Lin deepened his mysterious tone, for fear of being heard like that, leaned forward and narrowed the distance between him and the other party again, and said: "The light illuminates the lampshade very clearly, there are blood lines, thick and thin." As he spoke, he seemed to be deliberately trying to show Ji Zimo, and deliberately sniffed and sniffed: "I also smell a smell of blood." ”

The white and thick mist, the rows of small locust leaves, a lonely and deserted road. A woman in a white gauze skirt carries a white human skin lantern with blood lines.

This is the scene where Stone Forest has been frequently appearing in dreams lately.

Ji Zimo put his nightmare together and sketched out the scene described earlier.

"Do you know that woman?"

Shi Lin shook his head, indicating that he had never seen it.

"Think about it." Dreams, to put it bluntly, are a person's past or future memories, and the woman who appeared in the dream of Shilin definitely has some kind of connection with him.

Ji Zimo has recently been working on a book called Soul Attract.

The book says that there is a way to test the degree of love for each other, and whether there will be feelings between strangers and strangers that have nothing to do with love.

The soul is called a ghost to the dead, and an out-of-body soul to the living.

For example, if two people who love each other think of each other when they are on opposite sides of the world, it is possible to resonate with each other in dreams, meet in dreams and do what they want to do.

There is also the fact that two people who don't know each other, they are limited to knowing each other's names and that's it. But if you repeat the other person's name three times before going to bed, you may appear in a dream and do things that you dare not think or do in broad daylight.

The premise is that both people must reach a tacit understanding, and if one party is not sincere, then it is impossible to produce this effect.

Shi Lin thought about it for a long time, his head hurt, but he still didn't figure out who that girl was.

Ji Zimo asked: "You don't even know who that woman is, how do you want me to help you?" ”

Shi Lin sighed heavily and said, "Actually, what happened to me is not only this matter, but also other things. ”

Ji Zimo became interested and signaled, "Then you talk." ”

Shi Lin's expression became complicated and uncertain as he recounted what had happened to him recently. His narration is very vivid, and he unconsciously brings Ji Zimo's consciousness into the scene that happened.

It was as if he had turned into a stone forest, entering the so-called home, and then there was a strange atmosphere in the house that was invisible to the naked eye. There were footsteps, footprints on the ground, and the sound of water coming from the bathroom.

Kitchen, pots and pans with all kinds of sounds.

In the dark, it is like a stubborn ghost spirit tossing around in the house, making noises to scare people.

Shi Lin stopped talking, Ji Zimo hadn't broken out of that environment yet, he saw a pair of feet, a pair of dangling feet.

Then a pair of cold hands slowly pinched from behind, and he suddenly turned to look.

Is it Su Qingmei?

Ji Zimo is so strange, thinking of Su Qingmei in his mind, and he can see her in his reverie.

Shi Lin also knew Su Qingmei, who met Ji Zimo from the side when he met her at the Arc de Triomphe.

"Hey, what's wrong with you?" When Ji Zimo heard Shi Lin's shout, he was shocked and woke up from his illusory reverie. He stared at the other party in a daze, feeling chills all over his body, and couldn't help but tighten his collar.

This novel is from the book website