There was a rolling sound on the floor, and if you looked closely, it was the coconut. Xia Chenghao leaned over to pick it up and found that there were five holes on it, and the juice flowed out.

Did I break it? Xia Chenghao smelled a trace of blood in his nose, turned on the lamp, and sure enough, he saw that the middle finger had been cut, and the wound had lost a lot of blood.

Why did the strength that had been deliberately reined in explode so great at this time?

Finding out the medicine box and wiping off the blood with the cotton wool, but found that the blood from the wound had stopped, Xia Chenghao suddenly had a feeling of fear, put his palm under the light, and he suddenly saw that the blood color dark line under the life line was significantly shortened a little.

I'm going to die! This damn broken coconut!

Xia Chenghao couldn't wait to throw this thing out of the window. Suddenly, he took the coconut over, and it had already broken five holes anyway, and he took out a small knife and cut it hard along the hole, emptying the water, and it seemed that there was really something hidden inside.

With a soft thud, the contents fell on the table, a long and narrow piece of crystal clear glass, with sharp edges and a round and smooth middle, like a flattened spear head, which had probably pierced its finger just now.

Take it, look left and right, look up and down, and look at the light, you can't see any fame, what is this?

After thinking about it, he looked at his palm again, shook his head and smiled bitterly, opened the drawer and put away the coconut and the glass-like wafer.

Then go to bed and see if your lifeline has recovered tomorrow, staying up late will only make you die faster. Perhaps because of the excessive consumption of vitality, Xia Chenghao was really sleepy this time, and he almost fell asleep as soon as he hit the pillow.

The sea, the blue sky, a few clouds surging near.

Far from the beach, a figure appears in the waves.

In this same person's brain, there are two villains who have been fighting, "It's too far, go back!" ”

"Nope. We said we were going to keep swimming. ”

"Let's go back!."

The waves are getting bigger and bigger, and the body is starting to lose strength.

"Remember what we said?"

"No!." Xia Chenghao's heart tightened for a while, and he still had the strength to go back at this time, but he was only barely able to return to the shore.

"You can't swim to the other side."

The original dream, there is no end to the other side.

A wave hit, and the sea poured into his mouth.

Raise your head, unable to tell the direction. The fear of death came at him like never before.

Don't die, go back now.

Waking up from a dream again and unable to fall asleep, Xia Chenghao looked at the black ceiling for a long, long time. Turning on the light, the memories that seemed clear and vague in the dream slowly dissipated in the breath of the night.

Looking at the palm of his hand, the lifeline didn't seem to have changed, Xia Chenghao sat up, took out the book from under the pillow, and flipped through it.

In fact, few students will borrow books, and the school library is just a decoration for applying for more funds, but Xia Chenghao is an exception, he is the only student who goes to the library every week to hunt for treasures, neither for the Golden House, nor for Yan Ruyu, just for interest.

There is the word "Cheng Hao" in the book, which is about the meaning of Cheng Qi Hao, but what has been done now is completely contrary to the original ideal and has no bounds.

"Children, there are always ups and downs in life, and you always have to face a lot of troubles, so you can see the goal, go your own way, and don't pay attention to them."

The beautiful and flowing handwriting on the title page made Xia Chenghao obsessed, this should be a book written by a father to his child, I don't know why it didn't stay where it should be, and I don't know how many fascinating stories there are in between.

The librarian looked at the book strangely, he didn't remember such a book in the library. He doubled to check for prohibited content.

When he walked out of the school gate, Xia Chenghao's heart was still beating wildly, touching the book in his schoolbag, he didn't know if he had lost or gained, but the sudden excitement just now should have cost him at least one day less of his life.

Xia Chenghao was not ready to return it, because he believed that a book like this must be looking for an owner, rather than staying quietly on the shelf, glad that it was not cleaned up to the scrapyard last month.

Many times, at a certain moment, someone quietly walks into someone else's book, this may be the arrangement of fate, or it may be the misflow of time and space, just like many coincidences that also happen around you, to what extent he will affect you, affect your life, no one knows.

In such a life, a life of misery is lived. Xia Chenghao found that the memories he wanted to pick up were being suppressed by some factor. It's harder to find memory fragments than before, so the past three years have been as calm as water, and he really lives like a turtle latent underwater by photosynthesis.

The three-year school time was soon over, Xia Chenghao stood in the dazzling sunlight, looking at the campus behind him, and the chatter and laughter of his classmates seemed to be leaving him.

Those people were eighteen years old, and their real age was twenty-five. So there are always some unpredictable thoughts, his thoughts have already drifted into the distance, in that familiar and unfamiliar city, there are also some familiar but strange people there, but they don't have the chance to meet.

What is the name of that girl, and why can't such an important person remember it all at once? Will she have the same disease as herself? Will it cure such a disease?

Maybe the girl was in Kanna, but more likely in Baogang? Thinking of this, his heart felt as uncomfortable as being stuffed with sour berries, and how much time did he have left?

After three years of the most peaceful recuperation period, for Xia Chenghao's safety was guaranteed, Red Moon sent a large number of cleaners but did not find the opponent who destroyed the brainwave laboratory in Yarman.

But the impact of these three years on him is still quite large, especially the physical changes that make it difficult for him to accept.

Today's Xia Chenghao is a contradiction, he doesn't know what he wants, on the one hand, everything here provides security for his life, and on the other hand, everything here is sending him to death.

Whether it's the boy on the island or the two doctors here, it's very strange.

The purge organization founded by Xing Zhengbin has not entered Xia Chenghao's life in the past few years. The arrangement for him is actually very simple, that is, disguise himself as a high school student, read, read, and study.

Disguise? This is the most intuitive but hard-to-spot disguise.

He suddenly remembered something.

In this way, it seems that all this was arranged by Uncle Xing, but this is not the case, at least the two doctors, Kaier and Wang Jiaxing, have nothing to do with Uncle Xing. (To be continued.) )