Zhou Hui had to start thinking about practical issues after running around investigating Liang Jing's matter for a few days.

The convenience store was opened by Liang Jing with his own money. After his death, Liang’s mother didn’t care about it, and she couldn’t bear to sell her son’s hard work, so she dismissed the store staff and temporarily closed the store. Zhou Hui lost his job immediately. .

His salary was not high, and he and Song Nuan had to bear the expenses of both of them. He had hardly saved any money after working for several years.During the period of his resignation, he spent all his little savings, so he had to go out to find a job.

He has no special skills, and his education is low, so he finally found a job as a waiter in a small fast food restaurant.Working more than ten hours a day, serving dishes and washing dishes non-stop every day made him terribly exhausted.

During this period of time, no one answered his phone calls to Song Nuan, and Song Nuan only replied with a few short words.Zhou Hui didn't know why he and Song Nuan had such a lukewarm relationship. Obviously nothing had changed, but Song Nuan seemed to have lost interest in him, no longer relying on him, no longer acting like a baby to him .

Zhou Hui felt indescribably disappointed with Song Nuan's change.

After dinner that day, he planned to contact Song Nuan again, trying to meet and talk.

No one answered the phone as usual, so he had no choice but to send a message: Xiaonuan, I miss you very much, can we meet?

After the message was sent, there was still no reply for a long time.

Although it was a bit nasty, it was indeed Zhou Hui's thoughts. He hadn't seen Song Nuan for almost a month. He went to Song's house twice, but Song Nuan was not at home. Only Song Nuan's parents greeted him.

Before Song Nuan's elder brother passed away, Song's parents liked Zhou Hui very much. They often praised him as a down-to-earth and diligent young man, and their eyes were full of admiration.Since the death of their son, Song's parents have suffered a huge blow, and they have less conversations with Zhou Hui.Especially the few times Zhou Hui visited recently, they just served him some fruit and tea after he sat down, and then sat on the sofa and stared at something in a daze.Often after Zhou Hui yelled several times, he would reply with a simple sentence.

Thinking of the couple's empty and dull eyes as if they had lost their souls, Zhou Hui felt like a thorn in his heart, sad but helpless.

It was after 12 o'clock in the evening that Zhou Hui received Song Nuan's reply: Yes.

He quickly sent another one: Is it convenient to meet up somewhere?

This time the other party quickly replied: I will go find you now.

After seeing the reply, Zhou Hui rolled around on the bed with his mobile phone in his arms, messing up the mattress.

After he got up and folded the quilt, he went to the bathroom to take a shower, then sat on the sofa and watched TV while waiting for Song Nuan.

It took about an hour's drive from Song's family to Zhou Hui's residence, but he didn't see anyone until 2:[-] a.m., and no one answered his phone calls several times.Watching the boring late-night programs on TV, he felt that his eyelids were getting weaker and weaker, and finally he no longer had the strength to lift them up.

In his sleep, he saw his young self sitting in the classroom, immersed in his homework. Liang Jing, who was at the same table, put his schoolbag on his back and pulled him up: "Let's go, let's go to the bookstore."

When they arrived at the bookstore, they heard that the bookstore was destroyed by fire in the middle of the night, and the clerk who had driven them out also died in the fire.A yellow warning tape was pulled up outside the store. The young Zhou Hui was at a loss in front of the ruins of the bookstore. He hadn’t saved enough money to buy the set of comic books that he had liked for a long time. Only this store sold them. .

He tugged at his schoolbag, tears welling in his eyes, and was dragged away by Liang Jing.

A boy in white clothes stood at the corner of the street, staring in the direction of the bookstore, with a happy smile on his face.Zhou Hui stared at the frightening smile on Liang Jing's face while he was being tugged, and felt like he had seen it somewhere before.

Soon, he saw that strange person at Song Nuan's home.

He is Song Nuan's older brother, Song Han.

Song Han, Song Nuan, the names of the two brothers and sisters are like their personalities, one is cold and the other is warm, as if their parents predicted the two children's personalities before they were born.

Maybe it's because Zhou Hui has a pure and kind personality and doesn't like to tease girls like other little kids. Song Nuan likes him very much and often invites him to play at home.However, the young Zhou Hui already had some awareness of the gap between the rich and the poor, and was quite resistant to the Song family's castle-like villa, always feeling that it was not the place for him to go.

During the years when he was close with Song Nuan, he only went to Song's house three or four times when he couldn't resist.

Perhaps it is because of the memory of the weird smile after the fire. Zhou Hui was always afraid of Song Han when he was young. Every time he stood at the door of Song's house, he would look around until he was sure that he was not at home or in the living room. Dare to enter the house.

But what puzzled Zhou Hui was that during the few three or four visits, every time he and Song Nuan chatted and ate in the living room or watched a small movie in the bedroom, Song Han always walked away quietly. However, he was so frightened that his whole body became cold and his heart contracted.

His behavior like a quail made Song Nuan dumbfounded.

Fortunately, after Song Han was sent out of the country, Zhou Hui relaxed a little when he went to Song's house.

Zhou Hui opened his eyes, the late-night program was still playing on the TV, and only the high-pitched voice of the host was echoing in the quiet and dark living room.

Forgotten people and things, Liang Jing who fell into the water, the injury of a classmate who once bullied him, the figure outside the window when he was lying in the school infirmary, flashed in his dream intermittently or indistinctly.

Thinking of his best friend who died and his girlfriend who was drifting away, Zhou Hui realized that he had lost the two people he cherished most overnight.He sighed, took out his phone, and found that it was already 4 o'clock in the morning.

It seemed that Song Nuan would not come, he turned off the TV, turned over and continued to sleep.

In a daze, he seemed to smell a refreshing fragrance, as if he had smelled it somewhere.He gradually relaxed his nerves in that scent, his consciousness seemed to be pulled down by someone, he kept sinking and sinking, and finally fell asleep.But even though it was scorching summer, he slept more and more coldly, and finally turned into a prawn with his arms folded and fisted, still feeling unbearably cold.

Zhou Hui wanted to get up and go back to his bed, but he found that the tendons in his body seemed to be pulled away, and he could no longer control his limbs.He was very sure that his consciousness was sober at the moment, he could clearly hear the host of the shopping channel bragging about a certain household appliance exaggeratedly.

Is it a nightmare?

It is said that it is because the nerves of the limbs cannot keep up with the instructions of the brain, so the whole body cannot move for a short time.

He had no choice but to wait quietly for his limbs to wake up, and maybe fall asleep again in the process.

When his limbs were unable to move, he found that his hearing was extremely sensitive. Amidst the noisy advertisements, he clearly heard a faint sound of breathing, and the source of the sound was right above his head.

There was a small piece of wet, cold, soft object that kept wandering through his hair, and he could clearly feel the cold air blown by that object through the hair and seeped into his scalp, causing the scalp to shrink for a while.

After another gust of cold air rushed in, his body was numb again.

After a long time, he seemed to feel the cold object tap his cheek, but he couldn't open his eyes, and couldn't make a sound.

When the cold touch moved to the neck, Zhou Hui finally passed out due to excessive nerve tension.

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