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Two o'clock in the morning.

The dim moonlight slowly falls, the winter night is cold and the wind is fierce, and the dim hanging street lamps gently flicker, emitting a dull yellow light.

A black shadow flashed quickly from the flickering lights and disappeared into the depths of the densely populated complex.

Sou

Two figures landed abruptly and lightly on the corner of the street, like two cats, without making any sound.

"The signal is gone"

The slender female figure of the two looked at a radar-like monitor in her hand and said suspiciously.

"This didn't work when we were children, and it was in vain that we put so much effort into it."

Another slightly burly male figure said.

"Forget it, it should be an imbecile body, maybe it will dissipate on its own after running a distance, so let's withdraw."

The female figure tinkered with the monitor for a long time, but there was no reaction, and she said helplessly to the male figure.

"Okay, I don't know what's going on lately, but this abnormal reaction is getting more and more."

The male figure muttered, followed behind the female figure, a flickering jump, and disappeared, the speed was simply not human.

Early the next morning.

Jinhui Community, Room 505, Building 63.

"Meng Xuan, you're still sleeping, why don't you get up and go to school quickly?"

Meng Xuan was awakened by a roar.

I turned my head and looked at the alarm clock, and it was just after half past six.

He yawned, stretched his waist, rubbed his eyes that were a little dazed, and rubbed off the eye droppings from the corners of his eyes by the way, and then got up slowly and changed his clothes.

It wasn't until his mother's second roar was ushered in that Meng Xuan opened the bedroom door and walked out of the room.

"Breakfast is on the table for you, as well as living expenses, my mother is going on a business trip, you arrange it yourself these days, and call if you have something." Baidu search literature network, more good free reading. ”

Liu Wanru was dressed in professional clothes, hurriedly changed into high heels and said to Meng Xuan, without waiting for Meng Xuan to answer, she closed the door with a bang.

Meng Xuan shrugged his shoulders when he saw this, in the past year, he had become accustomed to such days.

His father, Meng Dongqi, was a small worker in the Chengxi Machinery Factory, working in the after-sales department of the factory.

Mother Liu Wanru is not much better, working in sales in a small insurance company, and she is also the type to run out all year round.

The only sister is still in college, and she only goes home twice a year, so Meng Xuan naturally became an intermittent left-behind child.

Meng Xuan shook his head and yawned and walked into the bathroom.

Squeeze the toothpaste into a poop shape and start cleaning up and down your mouth.

Look at yourself in the mirror of the washstand.

The listless eyes, the fluffy hair from sleep, and the mouth full of white foam look quite decadent.

It's time to cut your hair, it's a hassle to warp it every morning

Meng Xuan was in a state where he hadn't fully woken up, and thought vaguely.

Spit out the bloodshot toothpaste foam, rinse his mouth with a grunt, wet his hands with water and press down the upturned hairs on his head.

Meng Xuan picked up the towel and lowered his head to receive water to wash his face.

"Meng Xuan"

Suddenly, a faint hoarse voice came from his ear, like the chaotic audio of a radio tune-in.

Meng Xuan felt an inexplicable sense of being watched.

And the source of this feeling is:

mirror

Meng Xuan was awakened from sleep, and raised his head suddenly.

The water splashed, the stars dotted, and on the mirror was a young face with the same mixed with a little surprise.

Looking at himself in the mirror, Meng Xuan suddenly felt an indescribable sense of strangeness.

He frowned at the mirror, and the reflection in the mirror faithfully replicated his movements, without any abnormality.

"Hallucinations"

Meng Xuan patted his face and shook his head vigorously, thinking that maybe it was the lack of sleep that caused him to hallucinate, so he lowered his head and continued to wash his face.

What he didn't notice was that the reflection in the mirror was condescending at this time, looking at him with indifferent eyes as he lowered his head and washed his face, and the corners of his mouth slowly curved into an inexplicable arc.

After washing, Meng Xuan put on a wide school uniform with blue stripes on a white background and sat at the dinner table.

A glass of hot milk, a hard-boiled egg, two slices of toast, and a bottle of Eagle condensed milk on the side.

Under the condensed milk bottle, there was a banknote, and Meng Xuan picked it up and saw that it was a hundred yuan.

"I don't know how many days I'm going to be on a business trip this time."

Meng Xuan shook his head, put the money into the pocket of his school uniform, broke the egg and peeled it off, swallowed it in one gulp, and chewed it slowly.

Then he opened the Eagle brand condensed milk on one side, poured some of it into the milk, and smeared two slices of toast with it, put it together, and took a bite.

The slightly crispy browned feeling of the roasted toast and the mellow sweetness of the condensed milk exploded on the taste buds, and at this moment, after tasting the sweet hot milk, Meng Xuan felt warm from the bottom of his heart.

He breathed a sigh of relief.

A new day begins.

Jinhui High School, the second class of the third year of high school.

Before seven o'clock, it was not yet time for the official class, and the class was in a lot of chaos.

There is still a semester before the college entrance examination, and although I have to arrive at school half an hour earlier than other grades every day, the atmosphere in the class has not yet shown the tension of the countdown to the college entrance examination.

"Meng Xuan, guess what I exploded yesterday"

As soon as he sat down on the seat, Liu Yuran, who was at the same table, stretched out his head mysteriously and said to Meng Xuan.

"Chrysanthemum"

Meng Xuan sorted out the mountains of textbooks and test questions on the table, and said without raising his head.

Liu Yuran was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then came back to his senses.

"Your uncle, be careful that my brother blew you up first"

Liu Yuran raised his middle finger at Meng Xuan.

"I beat the boss of Lavatu yesterday and exploded and slashed in the sky, how can I envy it?"

Liu Yuran said angrily.

"I can't even beat you if I have more Feitian, what's there to envy?"

Meng Xuan said with a surprised expression.

Liu Yuran's flying slash is a popular game "Demon World" in the warrior skills, you can't buy it in the store, you can only play boos, the explosion rate is not high, and the moves are very gorgeous.

The value is just like that, about a hundred dollars.

Meng Xuan glanced at Liu Yuran, this guy's dark circles were as heavy as panda eyes, and he looked like he had picked up a leak all night last night, otherwise with his combat power and technology, how could he grab the boss.

"Whether you are strong or not is a temporary thing, whether you are handsome or not is a lifelong thing, you know what you can beat me, but are you as handsome as me?"

Liu Yuran yelled angrily after being pierced in the heart.

The noise between the two attracted the surrounding classmates, and although Meng Xuan was not interested, it did not mean that the others were not interested.

So a group of boys surrounded Liu Yuran, and Liu Yuran also took advantage of the situation to brag about it, from how he worked so hard to keep the boss, to the metaphysical method of taking off his whole body equipment and kicking him to death with a contract beast when the boss had the last trace of blood, which attracted the envy of a large number of game lovers in the class.

Meng Xuan tidied up his desktop, listening to the heated discussion of this group of young men, and suddenly felt a faint sense of loneliness.