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Wang Zhi walked on the road, and he saw Wang Yan and Yang Yu walking in front of him from a distance, so he turned his head and walked quickly to the other side.

The sharp pain burned his body, and he felt his throat burn with thirst like fire, and his eyes were blood-red. He felt his body twitching, but his feet involuntarily walked faster and faster.

What's wrong with me? He said to himself, but his body moved forward on its own, searching.

The cool night breeze lifted his spirits, and he finally relaxed himself, surrendered control of his body to instinct, and experienced the world wholeheartedly.

The moonlight was bright, and the full moon seemed to be closer to the earth than usual, and the moonlight shone on him, making him feel comfortable. In the silent darkness, countless things shimmered, revealing their charm in front of him.

The wind whispered in his ears, and the treetops at night sang like a heavenly sound.

He had never felt this qiē.

The large moon shadow flew and moved with his body. At first it was walking, then it started running, and finally it flew like a bat on a moonlit night. He forgot about it and felt the thrill of flying on the ground.

His figure became blurred and finally unrecognizable. Some people heard his footsteps and looked up, only to see only the leaves and dust he had brought up as he skimmed.

"Hahahahaha." He finally burst out laughing uncontrollably, like a wild ghost in the darkness of the night.

Finally, his body stopped.

It's an unfamiliar street corner, and there is a night food stall not far away, and a few night taxis are parked on the side of the road, and the drivers gather to chat.

He carefully hid in the shadows of the walls, observing the situation outside.

A woman was walking across the street towards him, and she yawned widely, raising her bare slender neck high, making him lick his mouth involuntarily.

She looked very young, probably less than 2o years old, with a long head draped casually, tall, a little thin but not weak. Her dress was a little revealing, and the makeup on her face was heavy, which made him suspect that she might be a wandering warbler.

She walked across the street to the taxi, and he hurriedly called her.

"Hey, Miss!"

The woman slowed down and turned her head a little puzzled, so he asked, "Miss, can you come over for a moment?" ”

The woman muttered, presumably scolding the psychopath, and he quickly took out his wallet and opened it for the woman to see.

"Do you want to make a thousand bucks?" His throat was so dry that he could barely speak, which made his voice sound hoarse.

The woman finally stopped, and she looked around hesitantly, then at the purse in his hand, and finally walked over to him.

He eagerly pulled the woman into the shadows, sniffing and kissing greedily on her neck, making her giggle.

"Not here, sir." She reached out to push him away, but he hugged her tightly.

"Let go of my ......" she finally felt inappropriate, but she just said those three words and never made a sound again. His mouth was pressed against her neck, sucking, and he carried her over the wall.

The woman just disappeared into that corner forever. One of the taxi drivers glanced this way, but he was only puzzled for a moment, and soon forgot about it.

Wang Zhi didn't remember how he got home, he only remembered that he was in a trance and shuttled through the shadows of the building, and then grabbed the woman.

The woman, his heart thumped.

When the appetite is satisfied, the instinct gradually fades. He could still feel the thrill that kept coming like the waves of the sea, but reason gradually prevailed.

He finally realized what he was doing, and in horror, blood rushed down his throat, choking him and coughing. He took a step back, blood splattering everywhere.

The woman was on the verge of death, her hands were weakly on Wang Zhi's body, and when Wang Zhi left, she fell to the ground like a puppet off the line. The wound on her neck was torn open and looked extremely horrible. Wang Zhi pressed his hand against the wound on her neck in panic, but the blood continued to gush out. She took a few quick breaths and stopped completely. Wang Zhi called out to her with tears in her eyes, but her eyes had lost their luster forever, and she just stared at him blankly.

Finally realizing her loss, he crawled away from her corpse and cried bitterly against the corner.

He was so confused that he didn't know what to do, and he waited until a faint light crossed the sky, and his body instinctively sensed danger, and then he came back to his senses and ran home.

He cautiously opened the door, but Li Mi was not at home. There was no sign of sleeping in the bedroom, and she probably left shortly after Wang Zhi left the house.

Wang Zhi was worried for a moment, and then began to think about his own problems.

He closed the curtains in all the rooms, and carried his daughter's little wardrobe into the storage room under the stairs. He blocked the door to the storage room from the inside, then curled up in the closet. In the darkest corners of the entire house, he finally felt safe and comfortable, and soon fell into a sweet sleep.

Night fell, and he was wandering aimlessly again. The night breeze was like water, as if someone was whispering in his ear, and it was like someone was gently caressing him. On a street corner, he saw a graceful figure, which seemed to him to have infinite charm, so he did not hesitate to chase after it. The figure was waiting for him in the alley of the two-building room, her face hidden in the darkness, and all he could see was her slender arms. She beckoned, and he walked over.

"Wang Zhi......," the woman muttered. Her voice was full of magic and seduction, making Wang Zhi feel unexpectedly familiar.

He walked up to her, her arms around him quickly. With her gentle soothing, Wang Zhi let out a long sigh of relief, and satisfaction and happiness seemed to rise from the deepest part of his soul, washing his body and mind, and making him quickly climb to the top of happiness. The woman didn't know when she became **, and her fiery body wrapped around Wang Zhi's cold body, which brought him extra pleasure. He entered her without hesitation, and the woman groaned and writhed, leading the king straight up to the top of wave after wave. Then, suddenly, she screamed and hugged him tightly. He could feel wave after wave of radiation and contraction in her body, but he felt as if he had been suddenly choked by the throat, and he couldn't climb the highest mountain. The huge contrast made him manic, instinctively looking for a cathartic pathway. She inadvertently shook her head at this time, revealing her snow-white neck, and he bit it without hesitation.

Huge pleasure came over him, and he squirted inside her as he sucked wildly. The pleasure of appetite and the highest satisfaction at the same time made him flutter, and he felt his soul connected to hers, and the essence of countless lives entered his body from her blood, and from his body into hers. Their hearts beat violently, gradually becoming harmonious, and the sound was like an angel singing a hymn, almost moving him to tears.

The woman hugged him tightly, and as he sucked, she gradually let go of her hand and lay limply in his arms.

He heard the woman whisper.

"I love you, husband......"

The surroundings suddenly became bright, and he saw that it was Li Mi lying in his arms. And at their feet was the fleshy body of their daughter.

Wang opened his eyes, then sat up slowly.

The heat of the sun had dissipated, and there was silence outside, and no one was home.

He crawled out of the pantry.

It was already past 8 p.m., and it was completely dark. Wang went upstairs, his daughter's clothes neatly folded on the bed, but several sets were missing. He opened the dressing room, and his wife's clothes were much less.

She must have been back, and then waited at home in a daze, and finally packed up her things and left the house.

Wang walked straight to the phone and gently stroked the microphone, but in the end he didn't pick it up.

He slowly walked back to the bedroom and knelt down in front of the bed. Gently stroking the pillow, burying his face in it, sniffing hard, he imagined the scene of his wife and daughter sleeping in their arms, and smiled bitterly.

He knew exactly what had changed in him, but he didn't know what that change would bring. He just instinctively knew that it wasn't a good thing.

The dried blood on his face made him feel bad, and he took off his clothes and walked into the bathroom. I turned on the faucet and let the hot water pour down my head, and the red blood flowed all over the ground.

He dried himself, vigorously cleaned the room, and changed his clothes.

The clock pointed to 11 o'clock, and he looked in the direction of the telephone from time to time, but it never rang. In the deathly silence, his body began to heat again, and he walked out of the house.

The cool night breeze made him sober up a lot, and he forgot to bring his car keys, but he didn't want to drive, so he chose a direction so casually and walked over slowly.

The getting hotter and hotter body let him know that something terrible would happen soon, but he was powerless to stop it, he just waited blankly for it to take over his body.

An obscene man walked past him and asked softly, "Dude, do you want to watch a life movie?" ”

He stopped and laughed.

"Okay, not far away?"

"Not far, not far." The man was happy to answer. "It's in the alley ahead, just a few steps."

This is the scene that this street is accustomed to, so no one notices that the two men walked into the small alley in front of them and did not come out for a long time.

Hot blood slid down his throat and poured happily into his stomach, making him sigh in contentment. Wang Zhi looked at this qiēsheng quietly, and suddenly remembered the incident of that rainy night.

"Wang Zhi, why are you here? Li Mi: They just called to urge! Everyone is in a hurry. ”

A warm body hugged his crumbling body and asked with concern, "What's wrong with you?" ”

He looked back, and a familiar face came into view, but his headache seemed like something had been split, and he couldn't remember anything. He shook his head and stumbled forward, and the woman came up to help him again.

The umbrella slid to the side, and the woman turned back to get it, and he saw her neck, very white and thin, and there seemed to be something in the cyan veins that was struggling to get out.

"Why is your head so hot?" The woman said to herself, not noticing anything unusual about the man next to her. "Are you sick?"

“…… Help me......" He weakly stretched out his hand to the woman, who quickly hugged him. Her neck was close to her eyes, throbbing, cheering, beckoning.

He bit down.

She tried to push him away, but something drained her strength, and she opened her mouth and didn't make a sound.

In the heavy rain, the two hugged tightly like the closest lovers, and the woman's body trembled slightly, as if struggling and seducing.

Blood ran down her neck and down her calves to the ground.

The man finally let go of her, and she slowly sat down and fell into the rain.

Her pale face was frozen with concern, incomprehension, pain, and despair.

The expression on that face Wang Zhi will never forget.

Her name is Li Qi, and she is Li Mi's half-sister and half-mother.

He finally left, and Wang Zhi felt that he was back again. The man was still leaning limply on top of him, so he hugged him and gently placed him under a solar panel. The solar-powered water storage tank was a little leaky and dripping all over the ground, and Wang squatted down to slowly wash away the blood stains on his face and hands.

I can't go back.

He whispered to himself.

How do I face Li Mi, how do I face her father and mother? How do I deal with Li Xin's body? How to face her son, her husband?

How do I face my daughter?

He hugged his head tightly with his hands, squatted in front of the man's corpse, and cried helplessly like a child.