The late winter drizzle was pouring down, and the air was filled with a cold smell. At this time, it is late at night, the lights of thousands of homes are extinguished one by one, and the whole city is about to sleep quietly. And the teahouse in the small alley still shone faintly. It is a quaint two-story teahouse, the first floor is the lobby, which welcomes the daily tea drink, and the second floor is the box/storage room and the owner's bedroom. In normal times, the teahouse would have turned off the lights in such a late night, but tonight it may be because of the annoying sound of raindrops or the damp and cold air, Wei Qing can't sleep. In desperation, I had to set up a charcoal brazier in the hall on the first floor, drink some hot tea to keep warm, and then stare at the weird bracelet in a daze. The clock passed eleven o'clock unconsciously, Wei Qing suddenly felt a burning gaze focused on her, she suddenly raised her eyes to look out of the door, and at some point, a figure appeared there silently!

Wei Qing quietly walked to the door, and through the rain and fog and glass, he could see more clearly, it was a young man with a long figure in a black trench coat. She opened the door a small slit, and only then did she see the whole picture of the man: slanted eyebrows into the sideburns, the knife-like nose bridge was stiff and resolute, the deep eyes were as bright as stars, the thin lips were slightly pursed, the dragon tattoo on the left side of the face was lifelike, and the temperament around the body was like a sharp sword about to be unsheathed. Wei Qing has been running this teahouse for two years, and he has learned some experience in reading people, looking into his eyes, he is sure that he must not be a wicked person, so he relaxed a little at the moment.

"You're hiding from the rain here?"

He nodded hesitantly.

"It's too cold, I'll go make you a hot tea. So saying, he was about to go into the house.

"Wait," the man called to her, his eyes full of panic, "You, don't you recognize me?"

Wei Qing turned his head, looked at the man carefully, and wondered, "Are you?"

The bright light in the man's eyes was finally covered by dark clouds, and it was dim for a moment, but he pursed his lips and smiled: "My name is Long Zheng, the dragon of the green dragon, and the Zheng Zheng." ”

This was the first time she had met Long Zheng, and that smile was something she had never seen before, such a peerless style......

Unconsciously, time flies, the weather is warmer, and the plane trees in Linxin City pull out new leaves, adding a bit of vitality to this small city in the south of the Yangtze River in the bright spring light.

Wei Qing was sitting in her teahouse and drinking tea against the window. The clear soup of tea leaves in the glass in his left hand is not as green as the bracelet on his wrist, and it is green and flawless, like a quiet lake. However, Wei Qing couldn't help but shiver when she looked at the bracelet. If she could, she would have slammed the bracelet to the ground, but she couldn't, and once she took it off, she would become that monster, or maybe she was a monster in the first place. Wei Qing sighed, even if she was that monster, she didn't want to give up her hard-won life.

That was before meeting Long Zheng, and it was nearly a month forward according to the current time. Wei Qing didn't want to think about what happened that day, but the cold touch on her wrist reminded her all the time. Why doesn't she have any memories of the past? What the hell is she? The adoptive father said that she was the daughter of his friend, and that her family had died in a car accident except her, and that she had lost her memories of the past because of the accident. The adoptive father also said that it is okay not to remember the sad things that have been experienced, the past things will pass, and the most important thing is to live in the present. The adoptive father was right, she had believed it completely. However, the adoptive father did not mention the bracelet to her, did the adoptive father not know, or did he deliberately not say it? Until that day, after accidentally taking off the bracelet, he saw in horror in the mirror that he was such a terrible self!

Dry skin wrapped tightly around bulging bones, no muscles, no blood vessels, and no hair!

Is it herself?

No, no, she's human, she must be human, there must be something weird that made her like this.

She screamed and smashed all the mirrors in the room with her bare hands, but she still couldn't change the facts—the shards of glass were thrust into her skin without bleeding or hurting, and she could feel the changes in her body, and she could touch the skin that had been wrinkled and stiffened by weathering......

Who is she? What is she? A human or a zombie?

So, for three whole days, she hid in the dark corner of the house without eating or drinking and did not dare to go out, until Wei Yu, the nominal brother, came to her, and she tried to put the bracelet back on her wrist with trepidation, and the strange thing is that as long as this blue bracelet was hung on her wrist, she returned to her normal appearance.

Since then, she has been careful and has never dared to take off the bracelet again. However, strange things still followed, for example, having the same weird dreams for several days in a row, for example, the night I saw Long Zheng for the second time a few days ago......

Thinking of this, Wei Qing couldn't help but open her right hand, the palm of her hand was still wrapped in a strap, but there was a trace of warmth flowing in her heart.

That night, the sky was overcast, and the night was closed early, and Wei Qing was worried that it would rain at night, so he took a shortcut and shuttled through the quiet and uninhabited alley. At this time, a few thugs came out of the darkness to block Wei Qing's way: "Yo, there is a beauty here, don't be in a hurry to go!"

Wei Qing took two steps back, looked at them vigilantly, didn't say anything, and was thinking in his heart whether to use the half-trick taekwondo that he had just learned from Wei Yu to defend himself.

The thugs continued to smile lewdly and approached her, and the thug closest to her grabbed her left hand and touched her indiscriminately: "Hey, hey, where are you going?

Wei Qing only felt a feeling of nausea in her heart, she shook her left hand fiercely, but she couldn't break free from the disparity in strength.

"Yo, this bracelet is so beautiful, it's worth a lot of money, isn't it?"

Wei Qing's heart was alarmed, and she didn't care that her left hand was still being held by the man, because a hand was reaching out to the strange bracelet in front of her.

It's not good, he must not take off the bracelet!

In a hurry, she pushed her right hand and shouted, "Let go!"

In an instant, the wind was raging in the flatland, and it quickly surrounded them. Wei Qing's right palm shone with a dazzling light, and there was a sharp pain like a burning fire, but she couldn't care about it now. In the blink of an eye, the wind passed, and the surroundings were in shambles, and the thugs fell to the ground in all directions. Wei Qing withdrew her hand in a daze, and blood flowed out of several wounds in her palm, slowly even flowing into her eyes, and a blood mist spread in front of her eyes.

In a trance, a figure came from far and near, Wei Qing instinctively retreated, and a somewhat familiar dragon tattoo on the left side of the man's face came into view.

"Long Zheng?" Wei Qing hesitated.

Before she could stand still, she fell into a strange embrace. However, the faint smell of cedar in this embrace made her inexplicably reassured.

"Sorry, I'm late......"

"It's all right......"

Was this the same Long Zheng that he had only met a few days ago? Why was his voice full of apology and distress? In Wei Qing's gradually blurred consciousness, these two questions still lingered for a long time.

I don't know if those little gangsters got the punishment they deserved, anyway, Wei Qing never saw them again. She even wondered if the last person who appeared that day was hallucinating, but the bandage on his hand was real, and he must have bandaged it. But why did he leave without saying a word? Did he see something? Wei Qing clenched his right hand lightly, and his mood was complicated and indescribable.

A phone rang, interrupting her memories.

The voice of the younger brother Wei Yu came: "Sister, Dad finally has news!" But what he mailed me was a map, very strange, I can't read it, are you in the store? I'll go over to you in a while, you have to help me with the staff." ”