When Ji Zimo got home, he took cold medicine and wanted to sleep, so he simply covered his head and fell asleep.

In a daze, various images kept coming to my mind.

Shi Lin, Cai Xiaolan, and their families, as well as strangers they had never met, all appeared in their consciousness with terrifying appearances. Bloody, brutal, death, and the last to appear is Yan Budao.

Ji Zimo resisted, struggled, and changed his position. Continuing to indulge in the dreamy scene, he saw the little girl, she was smiling at her, and he left, and the little girl followed behind.

The little girl seemed to have some strange connection with him, and he was no stranger to her, and she carried a worn-out doll in her arms.

The two of them walked and walked and walked to a street.

The street burned everywhere, the smoke filling the sky, the burning flames, and the pungent smell of incense and candles filled the entire space. The streets are bustling with people, children jumping rubber bands, and adults pedaling, and the bells of the cars make a crisp sound.

Ji Zimo stayed in place in confusion, and the little girl mechanically raised her hand and pointed to a place.

A man and a woman on a car, a heavy truck, and a motorcycle were knocked away with a loud bang, and blood stained the ground red. The miserable white face, the corners of the lips flowed blood, and then the little girl was gone.

Ji Zimo felt that his body was shaking, and there was a shout in his ears. Helplessly, his eyelids were very heavy, and there was a bloody breath between his breaths and breaths, and he couldn't wake up from the nightmare in time.

I felt that the sky was falling apart, and I saw terrible red demons crawling out of the cracks in the ground. They stretched out their arms and grabbed live creatures, both humans and animals, all of which became the prey they chased.

Ji Zimo shouted: "Run~ Run!" But in the midst of his shouting, unable to help those who were still caught in the run, he watched as the naked corpse sent a living human body into his mouth, and the sound of chewing and creaking was clearly audible.

The frequency of shaking him increased, and the shouts seemed to be right in the ears, but also as if they were out of reach.

Ji Zimo took a big breath and ran wildly in the flames.

Suddenly, two people appeared in the burning flames at once.

One is a little girl.

One is Yan Budao.

The little girl had an evil smile on her face.

Yan Budao's face was hideous, vicious, and fierce.

Ji Zimo was furious and smashed his fist at Yan Budao.

Hearing only a cry of ouch, Ji Zimo felt that everything in front of him was gone. When he sat up in a daze, he saw Su Qingmei squatting on the edge of the bed with his abdomen covered, tears flashing in his eyes and looking very painful.

"Clear eyebrows? What's wrong with you! Ji Zimo rolled out of bed, helped her up and asked with concern.

Su Qingmei smiled bitterly, her tears were still flashing, and she barely supported herself and said, "It's okay, you slept really deeply." ”

"Don't be okay, how can you be okay like this?"

Su Qingmei looked at Ji Zimo seriously, and said in a serious tone: "You really don't know what's going on?" ”

Ji Zimo wondered, shook his head and said, "I really don't know." ”

"Alright! I have a friend who really wants to get to know you, and I came to you on purpose. ”

Most of Su Qingmei's friends are related to medicine, and Ji Zimo doesn't like social activities, so she doesn't know much about her friends. I don't know who her friends are, and now she says that her friends want to know her, and she secretly wonders.

Think. Many people are too late to hide after hearing that he is a mortician, who is willing to take the initiative to get to know him. That is, Su Qingmei was not afraid of the pressure exerted by his family, so he was brave enough to be with him.

"Why does your friend want to know me?" Ji Zimo went to the bathroom, washed his face simply, and tidied up his clothes.

Su Qingmei leaned against the door frame, as if he was still a little uncomfortable, and his face was not very good-looking.

Ji Zimo asked her to take medicine, she is a doctor and she must know how to take care of herself.

"It's okay, you hurry." Su Qingmei urged Ji Zimo to say.

Ji Zimo hurriedly took a look at the mirror, it was okay, so he didn't say much, and walked out with Su Qingmei one after the other.

Walking out of the door, Su Qingmei said to Ji Zimo: "Why don't we two go and mortgage a car?" She knew that he had a driver's license and a car to go out, and anyway, he had to go through the hospital where she worked to get to work, and it was imperative to mortgage a car.

Ji Zimo is actually rich, and he doesn't need a mortgage at all.

Hearing Su Qingmei say that he wanted to mortgage the car, he didn't say anything. Just asked where that friend was waiting for them.

"Let's get back to coffee."

The return coffee bar is not far from where Ji Zimo lives, and it can be reached on foot for up to ten minutes. On the surface, Su Qingmei's friend seemed to want to see him very casually, but it seemed a little deliberate to him.

"What does your friend do?" Ji Zimo thought that maybe it was a doctor, a male doctor, impossible! He doesn't have any male diseases, why does he have to know me through Su Qingmei?

Su Qingmei smiled lightly and said, "Don't think about it, he will open a private clinic as soon as he opens it." ”

"Oh." Ji Zimo smiled and quipped: "Could it be that I like you and want to come to me for a ring match if I am not convinced?" ”

"Go, what do you say!" Su Qing's eyebrows turned red, and he glanced at him.

As I spoke, I turned around and came to the return to the coffee bar.

The Return Coffee Bar is a quiet place for white-collar workers to relax and release their stress. The vast majority of the customers who come here are office workers, and there are various types of customers.

Ji Zimo rarely comes to these places. The one he went to the Arc de Triomphe was the most, only three times.

The return coffee bar was opened by an elegant-looking middle-aged man.

Ji Zimo didn't know the boss here, he was here for the first time. Seeing that Su Qingmei was very familiar with the environment here, and quietly pointed out who the owner of the coffee bar was, she seemed to know.

The environment of the coffee bar is clean and comfortable, the decoration is not so deliberate, and the layout is just right, making people feel at home. Ji Zimo had been sitting down at Su Qingmei's reserved seat for less than five minutes when her phone rang.

Ji Zimo is not constrained by this environment, but he is not keen on what the people and things around him are. His cold eyes and resolute lips are very manly, and when he steps into the coffee bar, he unconsciously attracts the attention of the opposite sex.

"He's coming." Su Qingmei said softly.

Ji Zimo stirred the coffee, and he didn't look in the direction where Su Qingmei was looking. As a matter of course, wait for her so-called friend to arrive.

A well-mannered, fair-skinned man with gold-rimmed glasses appeared before him. He stared at Ji Zimo with a scrutinizing gaze, smiled uncomfortably, and there was a trace of disdain hidden between his eyebrows, and without waiting for the other party to speak, he took the initiative to stretch out his slender and fair-skinned hand with neatly trimmed nails and said, "Hello, Lu Xuan." ”

Ji Zimo nodded politely, but did not stretch out his hand, but only symbolically introduced himself: "Hello, Ji Zimo." ”

Lu Xuan didn't expect the other party to welcome him in this way, and his face was obviously a little stiff and embarrassed. In the end, under Su Qingmei's greeting, he smiled reluctantly, and that smile was more ugly than crying.

Sit down with each other.

Ji Zimo gave Su Qingmei face, stirred the coffee cup, and explained to himself: "I'm sorry, there is a reason why I didn't shake hands just now." ”

"It's all right." Lu Xuan pretended to wave his hand generously, watched the waiter bring the fragrant coffee, saw Su Qingmei put a little sugar, and then said thank you with an elegant smile.

Su Qingmei sat down with a smile.

Then, the trio went into dull churning coffee. There are ripples of fine lines in the coffee cup, and a crisp sound of tinkling one after another, in the neighbors, around, in the ears, the fragrance of coffee overflows. For a while, no one took the initiative to break the silence, and each other measured and observed each other carefully, not knowing where to start.

There is no shortage of suitors for good women, and Ji Zimo can feel a trace of dissatisfaction and disdain from the eyes of the other party. He is specifically one of Su Qingmei's suitors, and among the many suitors, Ji Zimo is a 100% lucky winner.

At last. It was Su Qingmei who broke the silence and said, "You two talk, I'll go to the bathroom." ”

Su Qingmei couldn't be better off from his seat, and the two men who were originally strangers began to communicate casually.

Lu Xuan asked, "You are so lucky." The topic still started with Su Qingmei. The sound outside the strings, Ji Zimo understands.

Tacitly, he smiled and picked up his coffee, took a sip and nodded elegantly in agreement with the other party's statement. He was indeed lucky, at least after meeting Su Qingmei, he thought so confidently.

"Hearing Qingmei mention you, I really want to get to know you, and today I finally got my wish, and it is really an extraordinary temperament, hey! She has a good eye. Lu Xuan's topic always revolved around Su Qingmei.

Ji Zimo hadn't realized from his topic what the real purpose of coming here to see him was.

He didn't make a sound, he braked quietly.

Lu Xuan said again: "I see that your complexion is not very good, have you encountered any special trouble recently?" ”

When the other party asked this headless sentence, Ji Zimo became vigilant.

"There's a lot of trouble, I don't know what you're referring to."

"For example, do something surprising, what was in your mind before you did it?"

Ji Zimo was dumbfounded, and he had no intention of continuing, so he asked bluntly: "Are you engaged in psychology?" ”

Lu Xuan was surprised: "How do you know?" Then he took out a business card from his wallet and handed it to Ji Zimo and said, "This is my business card." ”

Ji Zimo took it.

On the business card: psychologist of Love Clinic; Lu Xuan.

Ji Zimo stood up, looked in the direction of the bathroom, smiled apologetically, and said, "I'm sorry, I still have something, you can tell me when Qingmei comes." After finishing the matter, he didn't care about Lu Xuan, and strode out.

Walking out of the coffee bar, I felt that Su Qingmei would chase after me. Ji Zimo walked to the nearest station with a quick pace, a car came, got on the car, and left a back for her to chase, that's all.

Treat me like a psychopath! Ji Zimo smiled bitterly, refused to answer Su Qingmei's call, and didn't bother to read the frequent text messages. That's it, lazy, sullen sitting in his seat, his eyes lost in the crowd and glancing aimlessly.

The bustling city, the dazzling array of goods, the colorful shops, the dazzling world. Ji Zimo felt that this was just a superficial phenomenon, and the real thing was as Master said, the drawbacks of human beings being declining.

Does Master want me to save people, or does he mean something? Ji Zimo's gaze left the crowd, and at the moment when his gaze moved, he saw a familiar face, a short figure, and that bitter look.

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