Fu Yu is invited to the last party of his high school career.

In order to get together with friends, he deliberately returned to the United States two days early, and then made an appointment with two best classmates in his class to go to the party place the next night.

I don't know why, Fu Ji didn't go the next day, and directly avoided the tragic and vicious car accident.

It's a blessing that still makes me feel dreaded when I think about it.

…

Fu Xun frowned: "How do you talk about this?" ”

Then he heard Fu Yu in front of him suddenly ask a serious question: "Do you believe that someone can predict the prophet?" ”

“……”

Fu Xun's expression of 'are you okay' was enough to answer Fu Yu.

"I knew you wouldn't believe it, so don't ask again, I can't say a word or two."

Fu Xun raised his hand and "cut", if he didn't say it, he didn't say it, he had already decided that Fu Yu suddenly diverted the topic in order to avoid being ridiculed by himself, and it was so outrageous.

Fu Xun knew what he thought when he looked at Fu Xun's appearance, but he didn't speak again, just turned his head sideways, and looked in the direction of the car from afar, Fu Xun didn't believe it, so he naturally didn't tell Fu Xun:

In fact, he was going to the party at the beginning, and it was Yan Qingyue who told him, "Fu Ji! Don't go to a party! You'll die if you go! ”

At that time, Fu Yu didn't know Yan Qingyue at all, but when this strange girl had a problem with her brain, she wanted to bypass her expressionlessly.

But Yan Qingyue's next sentence directly fixed him in place.

"Three years ago, someone rushed out in the middle of the road and told you that your mother was killed by your father."

Fu Yu was stunned.

Yan Qingyan continued: "I paid that person to come to you. ”

Fu Ji looked at the girl who looked like she was not much different in age, looked at her vigilantly and incredulously, and asked, "...... Who are you, and why do you know this? ”

Yan Qingyue shook her head: "I have no malice, we don't actually know each other, it's me, I always have some dreams, and those dreams will all come true." ”

"You can doubt me, but Fu Ji, you really can't go out tomorrow."

Prophetic dreams?

It's not about TV or magic.

This is ridiculous.

I don't know why, Fu Yu looked at Yan Qingyue, and inexplicably had a kind of convincing instinct in her, and unconsciously wanted to believe her.

In the end, he chose to stay at home, as Yan Qingyue said, staying at home all day.

So that night, he saw the news of the car accident from the news, and the license plate number that flashed on the TV screen and was salvaged from the water was the license plate number of his classmate's car that he was familiar with.

…

"What about the crescent moon?"

Fu Yu's distant thoughts were pulled back by Fu Xun again.

"You don't want this girl to stay in our house like this for the rest of your life, do you?"

Fu Yu replied unexpectedly forcefully: "Well, she can't go anywhere." ”

"No, why the hell? What is the reason? Fu Xun couldn't figure it out.

Fu Ji's eyes were heavy and he didn't speak.

In Fu Xun's opinion, the relationship between Fu Yu and the crescent moon is very close, and there must be some entanglement.

But in fact, the day Fu Ji sent the crescent moon to Fu's house was only the third day after they met for the first time, and they had never known each other before.

But the crescent moon appeared more than once in Fu Ji's dreams.

Her name, her voice, and her appearance, Fu Ji remembered them all clearly.

And in every dream, the crescent moon died miserably.