I don't want to hear it. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

I don't want to see it.

I don't want to guess.

I don't want to know anything.

Xia Beifeng took two steps back, away from the door of the operating room that suddenly appeared.

The snow under his feet was shattered by his stepping, and the snowflakes falling from the sky were swept by the wind and fell to his collar, and he shivered coldly.

"Don't you want to go in and have a look?"

Xue Qing pressed his shoulders with both hands, leaned into his ear and whispered in a seductive ~ puzzlement: "Aren't you the true ~ phase you always want to know?" Why, now that the real ~ phase is in front of you, you don't dare to look at it? ”

"Shut up."

He heard a dry voice coming from his mouth, and his chest, which was shaking as he spoke, seemed empty. He didn't want to think about any possibilities related to the scene in front of him, he just replied to Xue Qing's question mechanically, like a doll without a soul.

"Haven't you always been bold? Why are you scared now? ”

"Yes, I'm scared."

The woman with a cold body temperature behind him gently stroked his cheek, and the tender honey~ voice was like a boning steel knife, and every word left a deep blood mark on his heart: "This is not good, Xiaobei." ”

She affectionately called the nickname known only to the closest family members, as if the two of them were not mortal enemies, but extremely close, family.

"Let's go in and take a look, she's dead, didn't you already know about it."

The two cold hands weighed like a thousand pounds, just lightly on his shoulders, and he couldn't move, so he could only move forward step by step with the push of these hands.

"I'm going to kill you."

The lights in the operating room still flickered frequently, reflecting the blinding red on the walls, on the floor, and on the white sheets.

Violent blood surged in his chest, and the idea of killing quietly occupied his mind.

"I'm going to kill you."

He was carried by the hands and walked involuntarily into the door of the operating room, and the sentence squeezed out of his teeth with a clenched fist sounded unremarkable. Repeated over and over again is more like a sign of weakness and avoidance in the eyes of others.

"Okay, well, kill me."

Xue Qing laughed for a long time when she heard some funny jokes, and said breathlessly: "But I'm already dead!" There's no way you can kill someone who's dead. ”

The wide open doors of the operating room hide a distant past.

It was a past that was hidden deep in his memory, deliberately forgotten by him and unwilling to recall.

The snow-white walls were covered in splatters of blood, the blood had clotted and dried up, and the dark red marks on the floor indicated that it had been some time since their arrival.

The doctors and nurses were all dressed in blue surgical gowns, which had now been stained with blood and had turned some kind of eerie purple. The mask covers their faces so tightly that they can't even distinguish between genders from a distance.

It was all exactly the same as in my memory, not even the tiniest stain of blood by the door.

"You know what?"

The female ghost recounted with great interest what had happened: "When I came, they had already finished the operation, and they were discussing what to go out to eat after it was over. The woman was not dead at the time, she was anesthetized and lay on that bed~ no different from now. ”

As she spoke, she forcibly twisted Xia Beifeng's face to the other side, forcing ~ him to see the woman lying on the operating table.

"At the beginning, He Zhan, that madman said that he would stay for the people in the operating room to enjoy at the end, how could I leave such a good thing to him? Of course, revenge is to be done yourself, don't you say? ”

Xia Bailu lay calmly on the operating table, a pale hand hanging in the air, and a line of blood on her wrist dripped down the low-hanging hand to the ground.

She is only in her early thirties, she looks younger than her actual age, and her soft facial features look very comfortable. Just looking at the calm expression on her face, I thought she was wandering in a wonderful dream, and I couldn't see the pain of dying at all.

"Without any tossing, he died all at once. I was looking forward to seeing what kind of expression she would have when she died, and it was so disappointing. ”

She grinned, reaching out and lightly scratching his neck, the cold, sharp nails like cold blades bringing a chill to the bones.

"I'm so angry with the rest of the people here that I'm going to use the scalpel over there. It wasn't supposed to be like this, they were meant to be left to others to understand. But that stupid nurse couldn't clean up her things, and dropped a knife next to me, didn't that just say that I should kill her? Of course I said yes. ”

She said as she twisted his head back to show him a nurse lying in the corner.

"It was only after I did it that I realized what the madman said, killing people is indeed addictive, especially for people like them who are weak and have no ability to resist."

The bright red tray spilled over in her hand, and the bloodstained surgical tools were scattered all over the ground. Blood flowed down the wound on her neck~, fainting into a bright red on the placket of her chest.

The mask obscured the last expression she left, revealing only a pair of eyes in disbelief that left one to guess how terrified she was before she died.

"And this doctor, a person of such an age, still has to shine and illuminate others. When death is on the verge of death, I still want to protect this little cub, and I am moved to death when I see it. ”

She pressed his shoulder again and turned his gaze back to the direction of the operating table: "In order to show respect, I also deliberately left the knife to him, do you think I am very kind?" ”

The elderly doctor had a shiny silver scalpel stuck in his chest. His face was also covered by a mask, but his pale sideburns could be faintly seen.

"Oh, by the way, and your brother, the little ones are so cute."

Xue Qing suddenly thought of something and pressed his head to let him see the box that had fallen on the ground.

"I wanted to spare him and leave him to fend for himself, and if I was lucky, I might be able to wait for someone to save his life. It's a pity that he himself is not angry, and after he came out of his mother's womb, he didn't even cry, and he died of breath. ”

The transparent box contained a young baby with closed eyes, with a strange blue and purple color on its naked ~ naked skin, and a calm chest without any ups and downs.

He's dead.

The people in this room were all dead, dead at the hands of the cold female ghost behind them.

When he saw the dead baby curled up in a ball, something suddenly flashed in Xia Beifeng's mind.

He vaguely sensed that something was wrong, but he couldn't figure out what the problem was.

Is the place where I am standing now an illusion or a reality? Is it my own memories or what others want me to see?

Is it a past that has already been determined, or is it a reality that is happening?

"Are you upset?"

Xue Qing's excited voice sounded again, interrupting his thoughts: "Why don't you cry if you're sad?" Didn't you shout to kill me just now, why are you honest now? ”

Sad?

Faced with such a scene, Xia Beifeng has also been asking this question to himself.

It stands to reason that it should be sad. For many years before, every time he touched this corner of his memory, he felt that his whole person was immersed in pain and anger, and he could not extricate himself.

But now that these things are really in front of me, the pain is not as real as before.

Probably because it seems fairly peaceful—compared to my own imagination.

And......

He set his eyes on the baby, who showed no signs of life.

If I'm not mistaken, the little cub doesn't seem to die so easily, and if he does, it's not for this reason.

So, here is neither a memory nor an illusion, but ......

The thing that had been quiet in his wrist for a long time was restless again at this moment, and the irritable emotions were transmitted to his heart along the beating pulse, as if he was anxiously urging something.

Wake up!

He heard a voice inside his body screaming hoarsely at him.

Wake up, stop following her rhythm and think about what you should do!

"Do you hate me?"

Xue Qing continued to smile triumphantly, sounding like a warrior who had just won a beautiful turnaround battle. Although the words are not clear, they are all showing off.

"It's okay."

Xia Beifeng replied expressionlessly: "Anyway, you've been dead for so many years, what's the use of hating you?" ”

That's right, even if you really go through time and do something that you think will change the past, in fact, you are just following the established trajectory.

Not only you, but also me.

All our efforts have been in vain.

The future doesn't change, but thanks to you, I'm finally reminded of that bit of.

In a few minutes, Ye Baiyu will take me here to see the "gift" you left for us.

The two of us weren't here anymore at that point.

Then the ghost king came back from somewhere and chatted with my mother...... Then Xiaotian came back to life.

A brass bell rang from a very distant place, traveled through a distant time, and finally reached his ears.

His gaze fell on Xue Qing's back.

A vague shadow on the operating table slowly stood up, wrapped his arms around Xue Qing's shoulders from behind, and pressed his hands on her chest.

"Let's go back."

He heard his mother's voice ringing in his ears: "When your brother grows up, remember to bring him back for me to see, and I will wait for you at home." ”

The bright red blood color quickly turned black, and the things placed in the operating room aged and fell into decay at a speed visible to the flesh ~ the eye, and were piled with thick dust.

The lights that had been flickering for a long time were finally completely extinguished, and a blurred crowd gathered on the snowflakes on the roof behind Xue Qing.

They were back on the rooftop of the hospital.

"It's a shame, we seem to be back again."

He glanced back at the rusty iron door behind him, and the metal escalator leading to the bottom behind the door, and spread his hands with an innocent face: "If it's okay, I'll leave first, so as not to disturb you and those friends behind you." ”

Xue Qing looked at his mocking eyes, and suddenly felt a little uneasy in his heart.

"What friend?"

There was a rustling sound behind him, like many people stepping lightly on the snow.

She listened to the voice behind her and laughed dryly, but she never dared to look back.

"Impossible, how could they come out."

That madman is still here, how dare they resist me!

As long as that madman is still ......

"If you want to talk about He Zhan, I think he's probably not here anymore."

Xia Beifeng smiled and gestured with his hand to make a pistol move, and nodded at his temple: "I heard that he was killed by a gun, and it was the policeman you killed together." ”

"Where did you hear that?"

Xue Qingwu sneered at herself: "I don't remember any police. ”

"Yes, yes. The leader of the task force who came here to investigate alone. He doesn't remember how he died, but I guess...... He died when he saw the corpse you had hidden, right? ”

"What corpse? What are you talking about, how can I not understand? ”

There was a malicious whisper from behind, mixed with the low sobs of a young woman.

The cold wind carried snowflakes through her shivering transparent body and smashed on Xia Beifeng's body.

"It's He Zhan's corpse!"

He chuckled and pointed to his feet: "The corpse that you buried under the morgue is the one that has turned into a monster. ”

"You know something!"

She took two steps back in horror, clenched the pendant on her chest, and asked hysterically, "Where did you know this!" Those dead people would never dare to tell you this, who told you it! ”

"Don't the dead dare to say it, and the living don't dare to say it?"

He glanced at her clenched hands, and suddenly nodded again, as if listening to someone, his expression extraordinarily focused.

"Uh-huh, leave her to you, I see."

He closed his eyes and said to himself, "I know, I won't care...... I don't have that much time to take care of your business, so please take care of it. But after taking revenge, I should go where I go, otherwise I will probably really have to take care of it.

Xue Qing turned her head stiffly, facing the shadows that gathered towards her in the snow, and raised the stone in her hand.

"I warn you, don't come here, do you hear me!"

Her trembling roar didn't sound threatening, but her eyes were still fierce and fierce, defending the last of her dignity.

After so many years, she still looks like the arrogant lady she was at the beginning. Even if he was terrified in his heart, he still refused to fall behind on the surface.

The sharp, rough stone in its hand brought a faint tingling pain, a manifestation of its own will against her.

This piece of things snatched from the person she hated the most had long been regarded by her as her own private belonging. Although she was not very obedient, she also helped her resolve the crisis many times, and at this time, it naturally became the only lifeline in her heart.

Don't be afraid, they won't be able to catch me.

She comforted herself inwardly.

But the one in her hand really turned into a stone at this time, and no matter how she urged, there was still no response.

"Why?"

I don't know who the first one was, and the sound of questioning came from the vague people on the rooftop, and they slowly gathered together, and finally surrounded her in a small circle.

A bloodied hand tugged at the corner of her skirt, causing her to let out a nervous scream.

"Why did you bring him to kill us?"

Her grip seemed to be a man, much taller than her, his vague features constantly squirming, and he could vaguely see the deep scar marks of the bone.

"Why are you laughing as you follow him and watch us fall at your feet one by one?"

"I don't have to explain this to you guys."

She dodged backwards, dodging the hand that grabbed the corner of her skirt, and grabbed the stone hanging from her neck hard, turning to run.

The treasure that had never let her down had disappointed her this time.

After a whirlwind of the world, she found herself still standing on a snow-covered rooftop, her ears full of the terrible cries of the undead who had died before her eyes.

"Someone wants to use your blood to connect the boundary monuments, and it has nothing to do with me!"

She clenched the stone in her hand hard, and this time she finally felt hopeless.

"It was He Zhan that madman who killed you, and the person who wanted to take advantage of you was another madman! I'm just a middle-hand broker, don't look for me if you want revenge, go to whoever you want! ”

She stepped back, incoherently explaining to the approaching undead, trying to deflect their hatred.

"But He Zhan is no longer there!"

Xia Beifeng raised his head to support the cold spirit body that fell on his chest, bent down and said ill-intentionedly: "They don't care who the mastermind behind the scenes is, they just want to find you." ”

They just want to find you, the accomplice they saw before they died.

"You ......"

Xue Qing turned her head and looked at the man behind her in a daze.

"Why?"

"No why."

Xia Beifeng raised his hand and gently picked off the stone hanging from her neck, smiled and reached out to push forward.

"I'll take my mother's things, you remember to get along with them!"

The chaotic and blurred figures swarmed up, drowning Xue Qing's blurred figure in the "crowd".

The door to the rooftop creaked and closed the last gap, cutting off all hope for her.

Xia Beifeng jumped down from a high place and landed on the corridor on the fourth floor, smiling and making a "quiet" gesture to the person in front of him.

The mobile phone that kept vibrating in his pocket suddenly fell silent.

"I have to say the last sentence, instructor, your speech just now really looks like a perverted ~ villain boss."

Ye Tianlang saw him jump down, so he put down the mobile phone in his hand, and put his hands into his pockets~ and leaned against the dilapidated windowsill behind him: "It's still the kind of gatekeeper boss who is metamorphosed from beginning to end~ and warms up the protagonist before the decisive battle." Because it's too perverted~ perverted, it just saves the effort of whitewashing. ”

"Then you're underestimating me."

Xia Beifeng held the stone in his hand, heard the woman's scream and pleading faintly behind him, and bowed with deep regret.

"No matter how I look at it, it's the kind of big demon king who is burdened with a sea of blood and a deep hatred. Whitewashing is still necessary...... At least in this case, I'm innocent. ”

As he spoke, he reached out his phone and glanced down at the many unread messages on WeChat.

"What else did you say later?"

He turned up one by one, and said without raising his head: "The signal is not very good, I only had time to see the part where you said that the madman surnamed He and the policeman uncle, and I didn't see the later ones." ”

"Oh, it's nothing."

Ye Tianlang looked at the person in front of him intently, and the blue and green light on the mobile phone screen was reflected in his dark eyes, which was particularly weird: "I just want to ask you ......"

He touched the ground on his toes, and shook a sound of water: "Is this one we are stepping on under our feet the legendary yellow spring water?" ”

The sound of the rare wind shuttling through the empty corridor, and the dazzling colored light on the mobile phone screen sparkled around it to look like an old Hong Kong and Taiwan horror movie, full of cheap and dazzling special effects.

It seems that at any moment, an actress with crappy makeup will jump out and scream.

The dark red water was flowing quietly under the feet of the two of them, like the inferior plasma that was too thin in the same piece.

"Probably, it's not a good thing anyway, you can call it whatever you like."

Xia Beifeng stared intently at the screen of his mobile phone, kept his head bowed unchanged, and said casually: "What is the Lechuan River, the Yellow Spring Water, and the Nai He Bridge, all of which are stories made up by people who have never seen them." But the water does come from 'over there', so you're not wrong to say that. ”

He felt his heart beat violently with fear.

The last words Ye Tianlang sent to him were - there was something that looked like me coming out of the water, don't believe what I said.

(To be continued.) )