The Witcher: My backyard leads to London

She sat on the sofa in a daze...

She started yelling and making a fuss with her parents, telling them that they did not treat this sister, that there was no second daughter in the family, that she was Zhang Qiuran, and that there was no sister Zhang Xiaran in the family...

But her parents had strange expressions on their faces and waved their hands to tell her to calm down.

Let the sisters stop quarreling and go to bed early...

Zhang Qiuran was stunned. She wanted to call the police, but the moment she picked up the phone, she wondered whether she had amnesia...

She saw the replica of herself, standing at the door of her bedroom sadly, her face and skin pale...

It seems that she is warning herself not to enter the bedroom that should belong to her...

"It's time to fall asleep..."

Mother's loving and gentle voice sounded.

Zhang Qiuran stood up blankly.

But she saw her mother pat Zhang Qiuran's hand, and then help him walk into the bedroom that should have belonged to him...

Let the other person fall asleep early...

But when she stood at the door of the bedroom, her mother ignored her.

Mother didn't seem to see her and went directly back to the master bedroom...

Zhang Qiuran's whole body was trembling slightly because of the strangeness at this moment...

There was already boundless fear in her heart——

——There is no guest bedroom in her home!

Now that 'person' slept in her room, where would she sleep?

Zhang Qiuran wanted to call her mother and ask her why she had forgotten him.

But she found that she seemed to have lost most of her strength at this moment...

The whole person's voice was hoarse, and the whole body seemed to have lost all energy. The whole person wanted to shout, but couldn't make it louder. He just staggered two steps forward...

But my mother had already hurried back to the master bedroom...

Before closing the master bedroom door, I also turned off the lights in the living room...

Dark home…

The living room from the master bedroom to her own bedroom was extremely dark. It was supposed to be a happy family home, but now she was the only one standing alone in the dark living room.

It seems like the whole world has forgotten her...

Zhang Qiuran gathered her last strength and moved to the sofa with difficulty.

Then the whole person leaned over.

She no longer had any more energy or energy to vent or accuse. She lay on the sofa, struggled to turn around, and slightly raised the blanket on the sofa to cover her body.

She felt an inexplicable coldness all over her body. It was raining continuously outside the building. From time to time, there were flashes of lightning, which lit up the windows in an instant.

Listening to the voice, she felt as if she had gone back alone to that night two months ago during the Huangmei rainy season when her parents were not at home...

She seemed scared that night too...

But it was nowhere near as despairing a fear as it is today!

‘Am I going to die? Was he replaced by his fake self? ’

Zhang Qiuran's whole body trembled slightly. She curled up and wanted to cover more of herself with the sofa blanket to keep herself warm, but she couldn't do it...

In a daze...

She closed her eyes...

…

After what seemed like a long time, the sky outside became brighter.

Zhang Qiuran has woken up from a deep sleep and has become half asleep. Her eyes have slits that can sense the light and shadow outside...

She felt the coldness on her body, and it felt like it had been dawn for a while...

Am I still on the couch?

Didn't that female spy take me away? Or was it just a psychedelic dream that I had yesterday?

Zhang Qiuran struggled a few times and finally opened his eyes.

She sat up with difficulty.

It was already two o'clock in the afternoon the next day...

She remembered that today was a rest day for the summer bridging class. She didn't have to attend the bridging class today, and she didn't have to rush back to school...

The house was quiet.

My parents seem to have gone to work...

The strange thing I dreamed about last night does not seem to exist...

God knows why I slept on the sofa last night, and my parents didn’t remind me...

Zhang Qiuran rubbed his eyes, then poured himself a glass of water, followed the habit of getting up, washed himself, and then walked through the door of his bedroom...

She looked inside...

There's no one inside!

She breathed a sigh of relief, but when she saw her bed, she was shocked.

She saw that on her bed, the quilts were scattered and not folded at all...

this…! ?

Zhang Qiuran's heart was suddenly lifted!

She has the habit of folding the quilt after getting up. Who is it? Who slept in my bed! ?

Although she was scared, she still rushed to the bed and suddenly opened the quilt...

But there was nothing inside.

She circled around and looked around...

She still didn't find anyone else in the bedroom.

What a ghost...

Zhang Qiuran's hair is messy and her eyes are a little unfocused...

Ding!

At this moment, the mobile phone in Zhang Qiuran's arms rang. She didn't even take it out of her pocket when she went to bed yesterday.

Take out your phone and the caller displayed on the screen:

Angela.

Zhang Qiuran temporarily gained a moment of peace...

At least there are still best friends in this world who remember me...

She answered the phone.

"Angela, is that you? Great, someone has contacted me. It seems that I have been under too much pressure during this time. We need to meet..."

"Qiu." A cold but familiar voice sounded on the phone, interrupting her conversation.

"We should meet. Come to the school canteen. I didn't see you in the dormitory."

After Angela finished speaking, she hung up directly without waiting for Zhang Qiuran's reply.

Zhang Qiuran listened blankly to the long beep sound on the phone.

Then she looked at the scene in her home that was still as dark as yesterday, and felt a sense of fear in her heart.

Rather than continue to face this weird atmosphere at home, she would rather go see her best friend and her emotions are a hundred times stronger!

Zhang Qiuran immediately grabbed a coat from the bedroom closet.

After putting it on, she ran to the door, grabbed a long-handled umbrella, went out and left the house.

…

She took the bus she was used to and came to school.

At the school gate, there are many students coming in and out.

Although it is during the summer bridging class, there are students who are expected to be senior high school and have to make up classes, and students in the summer bridging class have to take classes. Jiangdu No. 2 Middle School is located in a large suburb, and many students who participate in the make-up classes will choose to live on campus during the summer.

Zhang Qiuran ignored the students around her. She held a black umbrella, dodged a taxi at the school gate, ran quickly into the campus, and quickly headed towards the canteen.

soon.

She came to the entrance of the canteen.

What about the Angela people?

Zhang Qiuran looked around and saw no one, then bought two hot drinks and waited for a while, then saw a small round red umbrella in the distance on the right, slowly approaching from the corner of the teaching building.

There is a girl under the umbrella.

That’s Angela’s little red umbrella!

Zhang Qiuran felt happy and felt a sense of stability for a moment. Although it has been very strange recently, her best friend still remembers her!

Angela's umbrella was held very low, and only the hem of her brown windbreaker, long black pantyhose, and a pair of black boots could be seen.

The boots made a squelching sound as they stepped on the water-logged asphalt road.

Zhang Qiuran took the initiative and leaned over.

"Late again, Angela, here, hot drink!"

She handed over the hot drink.

Angela's hand stretched out from under the umbrella and took the hot drink cup.

When handing each other over, Zhang Qiuran accidentally touched the other person's finger. It felt cold, as if it had been rained just now, and then the rain evaporated and chilled the skin.

"Let's find a place to sit." Zhang Qiuran said.

"Um."

Angela's shy voice came from under the umbrella.

Zhang Qiuran walked to the front left side of the opponent and took two steps forward.

She stopped, turned around, and asked hesitantly: "Angela, why do you keep covering your face with an umbrella?"

She lowered her head a little, but Angela was still hiding most of her body under the umbrella, and even deliberately lowered the umbrella forward, as if she didn't want her to see herself.

"What's wrong with you, Angela?"

Zhang Qiuran said to his best friend helplessly.

"I...I...I'm afraid that the way I look now will scare you."

Angela muttered.

"How could it be?" Zhang Qiuran's heart sank a little, and then at this moment, she didn't know where the courage came from, and suddenly an idea came to her.

She directly reached out and grabbed the edge of Angela's red umbrella.

Hold the corner of the umbrella and put it aside.

Under the umbrella, a girl wearing a brown windbreaker and a blue hairpin was revealed, her face turned downward.

"Qiu, you are too anxious..."

Angela murmured softly, and then slowly raised her face towards the other person.

The moment I saw Angela's appearance clearly.

In an instant, Zhang Qiuran's pupils contracted and dilated, and his whole heart felt like a shock...

I saw…

Under Angela's blue hairpin, what appears is a smooth and flat pale mask without any facial features or gaps!

It looked like some kind of murderous face that she had seen in London, England.

"If you are too anxious..."

"Then I can only...eat you now..."

"Because you seem to be very special~"

The strange and shrill female voice kept ringing in Zhang Qiuran's ears.

Zhang Qiuran stared blankly ahead.

His whole body was completely stiff, and he could no longer hold the umbrella in his hand.

The umbrella fell straight to the side.

The cold rain fell directly on her head.

She turned her eyes stiffly, but she saw the figures of the classmates passing by her. It was as if she didn't see the strange appearance on Angela's face. Even if she glanced at them, they entered the canteen at the back as usual.

The strange behavior of the whole person reminded Zhang Qiuran of what happened a few days ago...

The situation of turning a blind eye was very similar to the reaction of the classmates around her after she saw the sinister copy of herself before!

"save…"

Zhang Qiuran's heart was filled with fear.

Two words suddenly came out of her throat.

But I found that I was back to the state last night. My hands seemed to have been drained of strength. They were just hanging limply on both sides, unable to exert any strength at all.

God...

Why are you treating me like this now... Can someone please save me...

If I have done something wrong, please tell me. I swear that no matter what, I will use my life to atone...

If only someone could save me...

Her eyes were stiff and lifeless, with only the last glimmer of hope remaining in despair.

"Sure enough, it has attracted the prey, but it is so close to the master. It is not good to disturb the master's vacation."

At this moment, a familiar voice sounded in Zhang Qiuran's ears, as if another person was speaking.

She saw that the raindrops in front of her seemed to fall very slowly.

Everything around me suddenly seemed much quieter.

Then on the right side of the weird 'Angela', two figures with scarlet aura fell from the sky.

She was stunned for a while before she saw clearly:

Those two people, one is Angela, the other is...his own face...

It's the female spy who appeared a few days ago! ?

The hope that Zhang Qiuran originally had in his heart was suddenly shattered...

At this time, she finally despaired.

After going back and forth, is it still this terrifying scene of despair...

And at this time...

She saw the strange Angela with a pale mask in front of her, and felt the abnormal roar around her.

There seemed to be three holes in the pale mask:

It seems to correspond to the eyes and mouth.

The mouth on the white mask seems to have begun to scream...

As the screams began, the pale face suddenly changed from the size of a normal human face to very long and narrow...

It has the style of the white ghost face in European and American TV...

"Noisy!"

An impatient voice suddenly broke into the gradually quiet little world.

Then, a dazzling and soft golden light, like a horizontal thunder, flashed past...

Zhang Qiuran didn't see clearly the details of Thunder...

But I intuitively felt that it was a sword...

When she finally saw it clearly.

He found that the sword had already slashed across the strange Angela in front of him.

Poof!

After crossing it, golden flames immediately started from the crossing line and continued to spread up and down!

The weird Angela who was going crazy was immediately covered in purple-black flames!

The scream that started suddenly stopped!

The pale and long ghost face, although it only had three holes at this time, was actually twisted into an expression of fear...

Ghosts...can actually be afraid...

At this time, a figure finally appeared in front of the strange Angela.

The opponent's temperament was extremely cold, and he held a long sword that looked like a miniature tornado in his hand, with golden light flowing on the long sword.

Looking at the weird face that was gradually burning with fear, the other party seemed to be used to it...

The sound of rain around me started to get louder again, and the raindrops that were falling slowly started to fall again...

The weirdness of the whole space is restored...

But when the raindrops fell near the figure, they were automatically evaporated as if they encountered an invisible barrier.

"Jiatu, what you did is now seen by everyone."

Nuonuo's voice suddenly sounded.

Zhang Qiuran opened his eyes suddenly.

She discovered that the owner of the figure turned out to be Ricardo...

Ricardo watched coldly as the strange thing in front of him turned into ashes, and then stretched out his other hand that was not holding a sword.

Those weird ashes were put directly into his hands and disappeared.

The classmates passing by the canteen stopped and stared blankly at this moment.

I saw the superpower-like wind sword in Ricardo's hand.

Suddenly many people covered their mouths and widened their eyes.