Only those who crawl out of the darkness will understand the preciousness of light, and only when they are about to lose will they know how to cherish it, and life is also ...... - Jian Luo

"The silent night is the best protective color ......against sin," said the handsome young man, shaking off the blood-stained kitchen knife in his hand.

It was late at night, and there was no one around, this was a small hotel in a remote corner, with a slightly shabby and chaotic décor,

The doors and windows all show the helplessness and embarrassment of the owner, but everything in the world has disadvantages and advantages

His dejected situation dictates that his management facilities cannot be complete, that is, as long as you have money, he will not care who you are or what you are called.

And this is exactly what Xiao Lan, who has just woken up from a three-year slumber and has nothing, wants, and this is what his "beloved" eldest brother expects.

Xiao Lan threw away the kitchen knife and subconsciously stretched out his right hand and shook it in front of his eyes, it was still pitch black, he closed his eyes, as if he had expected it, he was crossing the ground and covering his neck to stop the blood gushing out like a spring,

But he only twitched in vain, and several of his companions struggled as powerlessly as he did, trying to regain the life force that flowed from his body......

In the streets where she can't see her fingers, Xiao Lan seems to be strolling leisurely and comfortable in the daytime.

Although he had just ended a few lives with his own hands, he didn't feel the slightest discomfort, because he couldn't see the blood splashing.

Therefore, the most difficult bloody scene to overcome for a rookie who kills for the first time is a fiction for him, and on the contrary, he feels the cold front in his hand slashing his throat,

The feeling of the silent whispering of death made him so intoxicated, as if he was born to dance on the blade rather than sit in the king's tent and strategize,

He felt that he liked this kind of blood color more!

Listening to a few slight clicks, he suddenly turned his head to "look" at the top of the traffic light that kept flashing sparks,

His instincts told him that it was time for him to leave. He is not a fool, on the contrary, he has been much better than his peers since he was a child.

Otherwise, his eldest brother would not have "cared" for him so much. Awakened from his intoxication, he couldn't stay here until now.

He turned around and tightened his black coat and ran into a small alley.

However, he forgot that he was in an era of rapid technological development, and he had been sleeping for three years and had been seriously out of touch with this era.

So he didn't realize that his every move seemed to be well known to some well-intentioned people, so he was stopped in an abandoned workshop again......

Two days later, in the afternoon...... In autumn, the unique feature of cloudless sky makes the sun no longer need to take into account the green shade and clouds.

And was able to vent his own light freely. Xiao Lan hid in an abandoned factory in the suburbs, feeling the warmth on her face,

Knowing that it was at least noon, he took out the egg he had taken the night before from his pocket and swallowed it greedily,

Then stretch your body in the afternoon sun, how long has it been, I have never seen the sun again,

Although I can't "see" myself now, the warmth on my face is undoubtedly a comfort, and that's enough!

Listening to the loud roar that gradually came to mind, he pulled the corners of his mouth and laughed mockingly-in such an environment, using such a stylish way to solve me?!

Hehe, my most "beloved" big brother, it turns out that I have always overestimated your strength!

You're not close!!

Xiao Lan picked up a wooden stick from behind her and escaped into the shadows......

The dilapidated gate fell down with a roar, and the dust that had accumulated for a long time flew all over the sky.

Accompanied by the sound of a huge engine is a pretended laughter, and the long-silent abandoned factory has ushered in.

It's been a long time since it's been lively.

On each of the three windy Harleys sat men with dyed hair colors, golden earrings,

The nearly two-meter iron chain with the thickness of the baby's arm all revealed that they were not good, and they were staring at the surroundings with wide eyes.

As he stepped up the throttle and was about to rush out of the dust that obscured his vision, a muffled sound sounded, accompanied by the screeching sound of Harley rubbing against the ground......

When the dust that had been kicked up was finally settled, the sunlight at the bedside was still gone—night had fallen.

Standing at the window and feeling that there was no longer that kind of warmth on his face, Xiao Lan swept the wooden stick in his hand and walked towards the position in his memory,

Feeling the soft touch and suppressed moans coming from under his feet, he waved the stick in his hand expressionlessly. After a few bone cracking sounds,

Xiao Lan turned around and walked in the other direction, and the wooden stick was slowly dragging on the ground, and the piercing sound seemed so abrupt in the deathly silence of the darkness.

"Life is so fragile",

Xiao Lan, who was sitting on the ground, said.

Feeling the sudden tingling sensation in his head, he seemed to say to the air: Why does a precious but fragile life not know until the moment of loss?

Everything is really boring, following the feeling in the dark, he threw out the wooden stick stained with red liquid in his hand vigorously,

Listening to the sound behind him, he laughed: Since you don't cherish it, let me use it to prove my existence, this fragile life......

There were a few more stumbling footsteps in the distance, and he kicked the chains under his feet to listen to the sound, smiled silently, and then escaped into the darkness again......

A man in police uniform, standing on the dark red ground, hung up the phone, looked at the same dark red wall and pondered for a long time before dialing his immediate boss.

A day later, in the afternoon, four police cars whizzed away from the police station.

The majestic man who stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and watched the police car in the distance silently, turned around,

Picked up the red phone on the table and muttered for a long time, but still made a call that he usually didn't want to dial anyway.

Then he switched to the black phone next to him and dialed a private number......