Yanchen, a third-rate college student who has nothing to do, in the eyes of others, he is an unscrupulous young man who is not very good at talking, and only knows how to be with games all day long, and is a bit of a small house. It should be because of his character that he didn't know many people in college, and sometimes even a few of his classmates didn't know what his name was. To put it bluntly, only people don't know names.

However, the people who know and know him are basically true friends who can do something for him, with a few exceptions. Because everyone knows him, Yanchen, treats every friend well, although he is not very good at talking, he is a good person, and he is a good friend worth making. The so-called if you respect others, others will respect you back. That's how common people are.

Tonight, the moon is hazy and the stars are shining. It was already past one o'clock in the morning, and there was a faint sound of metal colliding from the door under the dormitory building. Under the electric light of the dormitory, a long light was pulled out, and a tall and thin figure appeared outside the door, gently covering the pulled out light, and then there was a crisp sound of door locking, and the dormitory building fell quiet again.

"Whew???? It's still good evening, it's cool, and the sound of passing cars is very quiet, ????? I really like the feeling. I wish it had been held up. Yanchen took a deep breath on the side of the street and muttered. It wasn't the first time he had come out at night, and he had been out almost every night late at night, even though the school had a rule that the dormitory was closed after 12 o'clock and he was not allowed to go out. But one of his friends was a housekeeper, so it didn't work for him.

Vaguely, Yanchen looked at the sparse and faint light not far ahead, and smiled slightly. Where to go.

This is the closest Internet café to the dormitory, and it is also a place where Yanchen often wants to come in the middle of the night. In fact, there is also a computer in the dormitory, but it is too boring to play in the dormitory, so he doesn't like to be in the dormitory very much. He felt that if he played games online, he could play like a place.

As soon as he entered, because it was summer, a cool air conditioner surrounded him, and Yan Chen's eyebrows were slightly raised: "The breath of this Internet café is really cool, but it is much worse than the outside, why is the smell a little strong tonight." "But then I realized that there were more people in the Internet café tonight than usual.

Thinking that today was also Sunday, Yanchen immediately smiled again. I just took out half of my ID card, thought about it, and put it back in my pocket. Walked over to the sleepy network pipe: "Network manager, give a pack of ten real dragons, and a lighter." "Not long after, the wild goose dust appeared on the street here. Gently lit a cigarette for himself, paused, and walked towards the distant community behind the dormitory.

Yanchen's dormitory is outside the school, because the school dormitory is not enough, so the school can only rent a few buildings outside as their dormitory. Because it is a third-rate school, the place where it is located is not very developed, and there is a field behind their dormitory. Not far away is also a community, and a road is being built not far in front of the community.

But I don't know what the reason has been stopped, and it hasn't been repaired for a long time. The street where the road runs is a little far, the grass is everywhere, and it is relatively close to the bottom of the mountain. So it became a place for Yanchen and a few of his friends to hang out, and they often brought wine over there at night to chat and drink. Because it's quiet and cool over there. Consumption is nothing, much better than those food stalls.

Today, the same evening. But it's late, it's already more than 2 o'clock in the morning. The moon may also be because it is a little late, unable to withstand the invasion of sleepiness, and the moonlight is also faint.

At this time, Yanchen took a cigarette in his mouth, put his hands in his pockets, walked out of the wild grass on the wide dirt road, and walked towards the big rocks in front of him. When a few big rats saw a person suddenly appear here, they screamed a few times and ran towards the grass on both sides, while the insect frogs in the distance were unimpressed, and continued to sell their cute songs. Let this show the mood of the middle of the night even more.

Yanchen took a hard puff of the cigarette, and the cigarette butt flicked out in front of him, ending the mission of the cigarette.

"Huh??? It's still cool and comfortable here at night...... I don't know how many times better than those crowds...... "Unconsciously, Yanchen remembered the scene of running around with a group of friends in a rural home when he was a child, wearing tattered pants and running around with a group of friends. The corners of his mouth couldn't help but hook an arc.

Childhood memories from the depths of the world are constantly emerging.

He remembers that when he was a child, he was in the village with a group of better friends, where they talked together, which family's fruit was ripe, bigger, and more delicious, and how to get some to eat.

He remembered that when he was a child, they passed by a field and saw yellow sweet potatoes, a group of friends with rat heads and rat brains, risking the corners of their eyes to look everywhere to see if there was anyone.

He remembers that when he was a child, a group of tanned charcoal-like friends, naked, croaking and swimming in the creek, which was only a little more than two meters in size and a little more than a meter deep. Attracted a partner's grandfather or grandmother, holding a small bamboo pole, chasing a group of unclothed cubs all over the mountain.

He remembers???????????? A cold wind blew, Yanchen came back to his senses, could only smile slightly, and said to himself: "We have all grown up, and I don't know if I can swim in the stream at home, but I am of this body." "I looked at my one-meter-seventy-five figure, although it was not tall, but in terms of the stream at home, it was already a pillar.

The sound of insects and frogs around continued, and Yanchen gently closed his eyes, enjoying the fusion of this rare memory with the surrounding environment. At this moment, a cooler cold wind blew, and a black shadow appeared within a hundred meters not far from Yanchen, and the sound of insects and frogs around suddenly quieted down at this moment. The moment this black shadow appeared, the surroundings became unusually silent for a moment, like a noisy generator, suddenly stopped. The air has also become much colder, and the originally mild wind is whistling at the moment, as if it is swearing a different kind of disparity.

Yanchen, who was originally feeling with his eyes closed, also noticed the changes around him, and opened his eyes in confusion. A black figure was reflected in his eyes in the distance, and he saw it, the figure was all black, darker than the night, exuding an icy aura, although he didn't understand, but the feeling from afar was like he was facing a piece of cold ice. There was a cool feeling that immediately turned into a cold and gloomy feeling.

Yan Chen's heart was amazed with infinite waves, and a creepy feeling filled his heart in an instant. The mind lost the function of thinking in an instant, and he remembered that it was very late when he came, and his friends were all asleep and could not die anymore. He remembered that he was alone when he came, but now he ?????? For a person who used to be suspicious of ghosts and gods, walking at night or something, it was nothing to him. But now suddenly a figure appears in this place where few people come during the day, let alone late at night, can you not be afraid?

And seeing that figure gives people a feeling, as if how many times he has died is not enough for him to be cold, that is, this feeling makes Yanchen creepy all of a sudden. The only feeling left for him is that he is not a living person, and the only thing he can do is run.

This is just a matter of common sense for a person, an instinct that a person has no mind when he encounters fear, and all he can do is conform to the situation.

Just when the wild goose dust ran away, the black figure raised a pale palm, which was as white as snow, without the slightest blood, like a palm that had been dead for an unknown amount of time, and highlighted a cold word at the running wild goose dust: "Dead ?????"

The wild goose dust in the running felt that his body was uncontrollable and quickly retreated, and his whole body was stiff. In my consciousness, I can only see the scenes on both sides of the scene constantly regressing. He was strangled by an arm like a thousand years of ice.

At the last glance, he could only see that he was strangled by a middle-aged man who was as pale as a dead man, his head tilted towards his neck, and there was an indescribable pain in his neck, as if he was about to twist his neck alive, he wanted to scream, but he couldn't scream.

He felt that life was passing little by little at this moment, and his consciousness was annihilated in this pain little by little......

After more than ten seconds, the head of the black shadow moved away from Yanchen's neck, and his pale face returned to a little bloodshot. The faint moonlight shone on the middle-aged man's face, and it could be seen that his mouth was all blood-red blood, and two sharp fangs were clearly visible under the blood, emitting this cold light in the moonlight.

If Yanchen was still conscious at this time, if he could see it, he would definitely exclaim: "Vampire ......"

The vampire licked the blood from his lips as he couldn't finish it, and his pale face looked at the dead goose dust that had been drained of his own blood and fell to the ground. A grim smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, which looked extremely terrifying in the faint moonlight. He turned around and wanted to leave, but then paused, as if he remembered something.

Look at the dead goose dust on the ground and grab it out of thin air. Yanchen's body was immediately caught in front of the vampire, and the vampire twisted his head, revealing two snow-white fangs again, and biting Yanchen's neck again.

Only this time the bite did not make the vampire feel comfortable, but raised his eyebrows slightly. Immediately threw away Yanchen's corpse, walked in the distance, and disappeared after a few steps.

It didn't take long for the quiet place to return to its previous noise, as if nothing had happened at all, but the difference was that a corpse was slowly turning cold......

????????????? I don't know how long it has been, but the sound of insects and frogs around has gradually decreased, maybe these insects and frogs are tired of singing, and now they seem to be weak.

At this moment, Yan Chen's already cold and stiff corpse opened his eyes suddenly, with a little star blue in his eyes, but then turned back to black and merged with the night