The people on the top of Baijun Mountain reacted quickly when they looked at the two people who suddenly disappeared and suddenly appeared.

At this time, the misty black fog of this world has dissipated.

Zhang Suqiu has regained consciousness.

Two men suddenly emerged from the void and fell to the ground.

She and Liao Hairen quickly rushed in Gu Feixiong's direction, while Gu Qingyuan rushed to Xu Lin's position.

Zhang Suqiu and Liao Hairen breathed a sigh of relief when they saw Gu Feixiong, who was lying in a pool of blood and the blood hole on his forehead was constantly gushing blood.

But at this moment.

A heart-rending cry rang out behind them.

The eyes of the two of them instantly turned red, and they stiffly looked back at Gu Qingyuan.

Gu Qingyuan touched Xu Lin's pale face and lips that couldn't stop vomiting blood in a panic, and she saw the big hole in Xu Lin's chest.

Gu Qingyuan's heart was like a knife with tears in his eyes, one after another, dripping on Xu Lin's pale face.

Xu Lin ..... Don't go..... Don't leave me .... Don't die, okay... Don't leave me... Please... Xu Lin..."

Gu Qingyuan choked and cried, she looked at Xu Lin who was gradually disappearing in her eyes, and her crying face was even more painful.

She opened her mouth, as if she was shouting something, but she couldn't make a sound, Gu Qingyuan cried silently, she buried her head in Xu Lin's heart, and stroked his face with trembling hands.

"Qing Yuan."

Xu Lin's faint voice sounded in Gu Qingyuan's ears, and she looked up at Xu Lin's eyes suddenly.

Xu Lin looked at her sad face and slowly raised his hand, wanting to wipe away her tears.

It's just that it can't hang down in mid-air.

Gu Qingyuan grabbed the cold palm tightly, trying hard to retain the temperature of this hand, Gu Qingyuan felt suffocated, she coughed silently until she vomited blood.

Seeing this scene, Liao Hairen, who was behind him, turned his head, took off his glasses, and crushed them until his palms were cut by the lenses and bleeding, and the color of his fingers was turned blue by his grip.

He hid his face with his back to the crowd and wept, and let out an unwilling roar.

Zhang Suqiu was expressionless with tears on her face, and she walked quietly towards Li Ziqi, wanting to help Li Ziqi, who was crawling over with her hands on the ground.

Li Ziqi's chin was bruised, her palms were bleeding from the constant crawling on the ground, the clothes on her body were scraped, and the wounds on her two knees were worn out, and the blood stains dragged along the route she crawled.

She just crawled quietly, without making a sound, until she was carried in front of Xu Lin by Zhang Suqiu, she looked at Gu Qingyuan's painful face, and couldn't hold back her tears anymore, she trembled and took out the chocolate that had already been flattened from her pocket, tore open the package, put it next to Xu Lin and said in a low voice: "Xu Lin will give you food... Chocolate... Don't sleep... Good no good. ”

As if in response to Li Ziqi's voice, next to Xu Lin's body, a figure in a black robe appeared.

It bent down and gently wiped away the tears that kept dripping from Gu Qingyuan's face for Xu Lin, Gu Qingyuan looked at the face of the figure under the hood of the black robe, which was almost exactly the same face as Xu Lin.

Just as it reached for the chocolate that Li Ziqi had placed on the ground, it began to turn into powder and dissipate towards the sky.

Zhou Huaiyin and Jiang Yueyang rushed to the top of the mountain with a large number of policemen.

Zhou Huaiyin looked at Xu Lin who fell to the ground in front of her in disbelief, and she sat on the ground with a weak body.

After she saw the expression on Jiang Yueyang's face, she couldn't help but start dripping tears anymore.

Jiang Yueyang looked at the young man on the ground, his face was pale and the big hole in his chest.

The man, in his forties, crying loudly like a child, staggered over and walked in disbelief.

He hugged Xu Lin in distress and cried heartbreakingly.

Chen Xue'an was woken up by the cry, he slowly stood up, looking at the familiar and strange people around him, he had been like a bystander for a month, having a real dream, but he understood what was happening to him.

He saw the boy lying in a pool of blood around the ground.

Chen Xue'an's world seemed to be still, the sky seemed to have lost its color and turned gray, his ears couldn't hear their cries, he breathed hard, he was a little out of breath, he slowly lowered his head and muttered: "Isn't it, nothing has changed?" ”

He looked at the familiar face of the man on the ground and finished speaking, blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

Chen Xue'an, who was standing in the sun, could no longer feel the warmth on his body.

A gentle breeze swept through the crowd.

I'm leaving.

Someone was whispering in the wind.

"Be your own sun."

Xu Lin's voice appeared in Gu Qingyuan's heart.

A ring appeared behind Gu Qingyuan, and it flashed.

...

O lost soul, run quietly.

O patient soul, work quietly.

— Quiet beauty. (Constantine's Change Ball)

...

Busy streets.

Shi Yuwen was preparing for today's menu, and the man said that he would come to pick her up today.

She was a little looking forward to it in her heart, and she was a little excited, humming softly, and in the vegetable market, she turned out and went in.

Shi Yuwen and the vendors in the vegetable market cut the price for half an hour, and Shi Yuwen and the mother-in-law on the side of the road chatted about homely things, listened to other people's gossip, looked at the children playing football on the street, and stopped them to pay attention to safety.

He ran into the alley deep in the corner of the street and fed the stray cats and dogs inside.

This is her own firewood, rice, oil and salt, and it is also her own life.

But now she has people to share with.

Shi Yuwen stood on tiptoe happily when no one was around, and walked playfully.

She wore a beautiful silver pendant around her neck, shining on her smooth neck, adding a little more color to the poetry Yuwen who was a bit of beauty herself.

Occasionally, she would pause and gently hold the pendant on her heart, praying for a man.

The traffic on the street is incompatible with this woman, and the world where the woman is located shines quietly with a faint and beautiful light, without any interaction with the noisy flow of people.

"Urgent news!"

When Shi Yuwen passed by a private commissary, the owner of the commissary was watching TV with relish.

Shi Yuwen carried the meat and vegetables she bought, and looked forward to meeting in the evening.

"Gu Feixiong."

Shi Yuwen looked back suspiciously, and she heard a familiar name.

She saw and heard the news on TV.

All she saw was two cold words.

Death.

Smack!

All the dishes in the bag in Shi Yuwen's hand fell to the ground.

The woman's world is filled with the sound of cars on the street and the cacophony of pedestrians.

She was pushed by pedestrians passing by at the traffic light.

After the crowd left, Shi Yuwen sat down on the ground weakly.

Staring at the picture of the man on TV.

A few well-wishers on the side of the road picked up the contents of the bag for her and handed them to Shi Yuwen.

Shi Yuwen nodded in distraction and left on his own.

The lonely back of the woman and the busy world are integrated.

...

Volume 1: The Man-Eating Tiger.

Finish.