Sun Wenwen quickly took out the gun and held it in his hand, carefully pressed it against the wall outside the door, and stood guard for a while, but nothing happened. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

She still didn't dare to put down the gun, one hand poked into the position of the switch in the door, and there was no accident, she pressed the switch with a "snap", and the light turned on.

For some reason, the light in the room seemed to be distorted, and although everything in it didn't seem to change, it seemed to glow slightly, and the most incredible thing was that in the air, as if falling from the ceiling, pink rose petals were floating.

The scent of roses has a calming effect, mellow and gentle, and the faint light will be soothing, and someone is trying to please her, although it may ignore the psychological capacity of a materialistic modern person.

"Wenwen, do you believe that there are gods in this world?" The person who said such a thing was a close friend she had known for more than ten years, maybe she was just a thin girl, but in her company she understood the meaning of words like "comfortable" and "home", she was once considered gay, and the idea at that time was that if the object was her, and she was willing to be a homosexual.

Later, she died, and her bones were gone, and she couldn't remember how she felt when she saw the white dress she used to wear stained red with blood, or how she had adapted to life without her.

"I asked him how he did it, and he told me he was a wizard. This is a sentence from the diary written by a girl who was killed in the same way a few days ago, and now this diary is lying on her bedside table, which records a lot of things, stealth, conjuring food and flowers out of thin air, and the legendary flying carpet, you can go anywhere on earth in an instant, or you can fly slowly in mid-air, watch the night view, have a picnic, and do pranks.

It's a beautiful description, if it weren't for the tragic death of the girl at the end. Her mother was now locked up in a mental hospital, stupid all day, fainting blood, unable to see the woods, the mist, the big gorgeous dress, the girl's quiet sleep, and everything that had to do with that morning.

Perhaps, a god, a wizard, or something else, and now that she has encountered these strange things, is she, too, going to die? But before she dies, she must kill that person!

Sun Wenwen tightened her grip on the gun, not realizing that she was very nervous and her breathing became heavy, and she slowly walked towards the room.

One step, one step, one step.

"Ding Dong~" There was a sudden sound behind him, Sun Wenwen subconsciously turned around and aimed the muzzle of the gun at the source of the sound, and almost shot directly without control.

But there was nothing behind it, only rose petals fluttering quietly, falling to the ground and piling up a thick layer.

Time seemed to freeze for a while, and Sun Wenwen realized that the dingdong just now was the sound of receiving a text message on his mobile phone.

She exhaled, feeling a little too nervous, so she took a few deep breaths, put the gun back in its holster, took her phone out of the back pocket of her pants, and clicked on it.

The one who sent her a message was the little boy who had been following her today, maybe because he was young, and his eyes were relatively clean when he looked at her, unlike adult men who had **** in their eyes, so he always stuck to her side and only made her feel a little annoyed, and he didn't have the urge to give him a shot.

The content of the text message was: "Sister Wenwen, do you still like roses?"

"Could it be him!" Sun Wenwen couldn't believe that the little boy who looked very clear and cute would do such a tragedy one after another?

Before Sun Wenwen could recover from the shock, the second text message came again: "Sister Wenwen, can I like you?"

Sun Wenwen subconsciously wanted to reply with the word "roll", but when her finger pressed the "n", she stopped again, recalling that a few days before her accident, there was something that the little girl wrote down in her diary, could it be that the murderer used to use special abilities to do some romantic things, and then abduct him and then brutally kill him? But this is not right, if you simply want to get pleasure from killing, there is no need to carry out the previous deception, and there should not be only a few cases in the past few years. Sun Wenwen's mind spun quickly, and she thought of a common point between her and the little girl, that is, although she has a withdrawn personality and autism for outsiders, there are still people around her, the little girl and her mother, she and her.

"Ding Dong~" Before Sun Wenwen could finish thinking about it, the third text message came again: "When I see that my sister is a person who has experienced real loneliness, that kind of despair and coldness, it is really annoying to be able to get rid of it, does my sister feel the same way? So I really want to be with my sister, if there are two people, will it be warmer?"

Warm?

So the body doesn't cool down until it's found...... Is it?

A pink rose fell on Sun Wenwen's mobile phone, gentle and slightly shiny mechanism, lying quietly, like someone's shallow breathing. Sun Wenwen was slightly stunned, then deleted the two letters that had just been entered, and quickly typed a sentence back, she said, "So, are you a wizard?"

The message quickly came back, and he said, "Wizard? No, but if you think that a beautiful petal rain can only be done by wizards, you can think so, and it doesn't make a difference anyway." How's that? Would you like that?"

Not him. The one who just killed the little girl some time ago should be very self-deserving of the title of "wizard", if Du Zexin is that person, the message back should be "That's right, I'm a wizard." Or, "I'm not a wizard, why would you ask that", and now this kind of answer obviously doesn't know much more about the message of the "wizard".

Thinking of this, Sun Wenwen breathed a sigh of relief, then there should be more than one person with this special ability, thinking about it, he went to close the door first, and he didn't have the heart to remove his makeup and change clothes, Sun Wenwen lay down directly on the bed and quietly began to sort out the whole thing.

Maybe they will be connected to each other, maybe this will be a breakthrough. Sun Wenwen pondered, thinking about how to reply to his message, he would definitely not be able to respond to his liking, so it was likely to evolve into a couple next, even if it was a little guy who was not too annoying, he didn't want to contact him when he thought of his gender and male, but he couldn't lose his favor, this was the only way for him to get close to that mysterious world.

"It's naïve, go to sleep, kid. ”

In the end, Sun Wenwen chose to reply with such a message.