She is so beautiful, as beautiful as a fairy. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info I couldn't help but want to kiss her, I looked at her bright eyes, and suddenly my eyes were drawn to the red mole on her right eyebrow.

"You ......" I interrupted the beautiful moment. I felt a little sorry for the moment. But since she appeared in my world last night, I still haven't known anything about her, not even where she came from or where she lived. I suddenly wanted to ask her. Because I always feel deeply uneasy.

"What's wrong?" she stared into my eyes carefully. For the first time, I felt so deep in those eyes. I also looked into her eyes unconsciously. Suddenly, I felt my head suddenly dizzy, and I was broken.

I don't know how long later, when I woke up, I was lying in bed, and she sat next to me, leaning on my arm and falling asleep. I can't even remember what had just happened, I just remembered combing her long hair, and then she smiled at me, and I smiled at her.

At this moment, there was a sudden noise outside the door. There was even the sound of a police car, and she was also woken up. I felt like something was wrong.

"What's wrong?" she stretched. Look out the door.

"Let's go, let's go out and have a look!"

When I opened the door, the morning sun was gone, and the sky was shrouded in dark clouds, as if it was about to rain at any moment. Several police cars were parked outside the door, several uniformed policemen, and a cordon was pulled. There was a crowd of people watching the excitement all around.

"What's wrong, uncle?" I asked a middle-aged man.

"Ouch, young man, you live next door to his house, how could you not know!"

"Huh, what the hell is going on?"

"Ouch...... It's terrifying! I heard that there is actually a dried corpse inside! And that dried corpse turned out to be Wang Zhihui, who was speaking at the neighborhood committee a few days ago!"

"Wang Zhihui? yes, wasn't he alive a few days ago?

"Yes, it's pretty wicked! How can such a good man become a dry corpse?! If it weren't for the ghost!!" His eyes were wide open, and I could see how scared he was. Su Die was silent, just staring at us blankly.

"Su Die, don't be afraid, there are no ghosts in this world!"

"I'm not afraid!" Su Die hurriedly replied.

"Look! out!!" shouted several people.

I saw a few people in white uniforms carrying a stretcher and walking out of the house, the stretcher was covered with a white cloth, and it should be the dried corpse in it!

The stretcher came to the crowd, and the crowd automatically opened a path, and people dodged away, not wanting to be touched with a trace of bad luck. I was standing on the left side of the crowd, leaning against the position of the police car, and the stretcher was being carried towards me, and I flashed to the side, and soon they carried the body past me, when a gust of wind came and lifted the corner of the white cloth, just in time for me to see the frightened, dry dark face. I took a deep breath, it wasn't a picture that ordinary people could digest. The dried corpse was quickly carried into the car.

Soon, the crowd also dissipated. Only a lot of gossip remains.

After such a long delay, my work was interrupted, today is Wednesday, and I will finish the first draft of the plan brochure by Friday, I am afraid that there is not enough time, I hurriedly turned on my computer and prepared for work. Su Die, who was on the side, watched me turn on the computer and walked away.

When I turned on my computer, a folder on my desktop caught my eye.

The name of the folder is "Su Butterfly"!

Beads of sweat rolled down my forehead.

Why does her name appear on my computer? What happened before this? I cautiously opened the folder, and there was a document in it. I hurriedly clicked on it and found that it was a poem:

Blood rain autumn wind butterfly rouge,

Misty white gauze falls off the eaves.

10,000 dots of neon clothes flying flowers,

Like a dream, the pen of the Yi people.

Is this what I wrote? I don't even have any impressions. The "butterfly" and "white yarn" in the poem are obviously related to the butterfly. Why did I mention such a person I had never met before Su Die's appearance? and it always felt so familiar to be with her, as if it had happened. I felt even more uneasy.

This uneasiness lasted for a long time, until the appearance of a stranger broke not only all the previous uneasiness, but also all the goodness.