another you

Xuanyuan, who escaped from the funeral, did not go home, but went to the company to stay.

Wearing that black suit and lying on the couch in the company lounge, Xuan Yuan's mind was in a mess, thinking about the man he saw at the funeral.

The current situation is not optimistic for Xuanyuan, that thing appears more and more frequently, and now it has even appeared openly, if it continues like this, maybe one day, it will be his own life that is taken away.

This reality made him restless, lying on the soft couch, he just stared at the gradually darkening sky outside the window with his eyes open, and fell asleep after a long time.

Xuan Yuan stayed alone in the company's lounge all night, and was not woken up by loud voices until the next morning.

That night, he slept extremely restlessly, and the slightest movement could wake him up from his sleep.

Listening to the indistinct chatter and laughter outside the lounge, Xuan Yuan sat up impatiently from the couch, pushed open the door of the lounge, and said in a nasty voice, "I'm so annoying, why are you so noisy!"

Because of the recent incidents, Xuanyuan's mood became worse and worse, and sometimes it was difficult for him to suppress his fiery temper, and Xuanyuan's popularity in the company also became worse because of this, but today Xuanyuan Yuan suddenly yelled like this, but no one expressed dissatisfaction.

"Brother Xuan, are you alright?" one of the little girls with ponytails asked softly.

On the contrary, Xuanyuan himself felt a little uncomfortable, "...it's okay."

Seeing that Xuan Yuan's complexion improved, the girl immediately smiled and said, "Brother Xuan, you are really kind. Although you look serious and difficult to get along with, you are very kind to us. Thank you this morning."

Xuan Yuan, who was about to leave, stopped in his tracks. He frowned and asked, "Thank me? Thank me for what?"

The ponytail girl blinked in confusion, she only thought Xuan Yuan was teasing, "Brother Xuan, thank you for helping me out this morning and buying us breakfast."

"Don't be kidding, when did I rescue you? As for breakfast, it's even more impossible." Xuan Yuan pretended to be calm and asked. He didn't understand why the girl said this suddenly, but he still felt very uneasy because of it. Because of the serious expression on the girl's face.

"Oh? Brother Xuan, don't you remember?" The girl was very puzzled, "I accidentally spilled sister Xu's coffee this morning and burned her. If you hadn't helped me speak, my salary for one month would have been deducted." No, thank you very much for this.”

Judging from the expressions and reactions of other people, what the girl said was true.

Hearing the girl talking about things he had never done before, besides fear, Xuanyuan also felt a strong anger. Is he going to take his job away this time...

"You also bought these food for us." The girl smiled and raised the food in her hand.

Looking down at the scallion pancakes and siu mai held in the hands of several girls, Xuan Yuan's expression suddenly sank, "...this kind of thing will never happen in the future!"

He dropped this sentence fiercely, and then walked away quickly.

When the girls didn't leave unhappy as usual, Xuan Yuan realized that something was wrong, and sure enough, it was that thing playing tricks again, this time he couldn't let him make trouble anymore.

Xuan Yuan, full of anger, came to his desk quickly. He must do something now, and he must not let this happen again. work card and mobile phone.

Because Xuanyuan was in a really bad mood yesterday, he turned off his phone and locked it in the drawer together with the work card, but now it's gone.

"Tsk, where is it?" Xuan Yuan, who was squatting in front of the desk, was sweating anxiously, but his mobile phone and badge just disappeared.

Seeing Xuanyuan's hurried appearance, the middle-aged man who also worked in the office asked worriedly, "Xuanyuan, what are you looking for?"

"My mobile phone and work card." Xuan Yuan raised his head impatiently, cast a glance at the middle-aged man, and continued to search.

The middle-aged man looked puzzled, "But didn't you take away your mobile phone and work card before?" Why did you find it again now?

Xuan Yuan suddenly raised his head, "I took it away by myself? When!"

"...Just a few minutes ago." The middle-aged man was a little frightened by Xuanyuan.

"A few minutes ago...Damn it!" After cursing, Xuan Yuan quickly ran out of the office and ran to the company gate.

Silently looking at Xuanyuan's leaving figure, the middle-aged man muttered, "Young people nowadays have such a bad memory."

Running in the corridor of the company, Xuan Yuan's legs were sore and sore, he rarely ran in such a big way after not exercising for a long time, after passing through one studio after another, Xuan Yuan ran out of the corridor, Came to the front desk of the company.

The front desk lady who was working on the report said hello politely, "Xuanyuan, good morning."

Panting violently, Xuan Yuan ignored the reception lady's greeting and sat directly on another work chair, "Show me the surveillance this morning."

The lady at the front desk who was ordered by Xuan Yuan was a little dissatisfied, but she still maintained a proper smile and gently persuaded, "Xuan Yuan, it's working time now, you can read it when you have a break at noon. You call it out."

"Hurry up, call now, I have something urgent."

The front desk lady frowned imperceptibly, "Okay, then wait a little longer."

Two minutes later, the surveillance video of this morning was called out. When he clicked on that video, Xuan Yuan immediately slid the time to more than ten minutes ago. When he let go of his hand, the video also started playing.

In the video, Xuan Yuan appeared at the door at around [-]:[-] in the morning. From the surveillance, one can clearly see the work card and mobile phone in his hand, as well as the direction he left after walking out the door.

After seeing clearly the direction he was leaving in the video, Xuan Yuan thought, isn't that direction his home?Thinking of this, he really started to panic.

Afterwards, he dropped the mouse in his hand and left the company quickly.

Watching Xuanyuan leave, the receptionist cursed in a low voice, "Cut, who is it?"

Coming to the noisy street, Xuanyuan headed towards the southeast with a clear goal. He ran quickly on this familiar street, hoping to get ahead of that thing.

But after an hour, he was exhausted but still couldn't find anything, and finally had to give up.

Xuan Yuan, who had no mobile phone and work card, did not choose to go back to the company, but took the bus to Yang Li's hometown. This time he stayed until after six o'clock in the evening before leaving.

The bus after [-] o'clock in the evening was not very crowded, Xuan Yuan sat quietly on the bus seat alone, watching the familiar scenery flashing by outside the window, the boredom in his heart finally dissipated.

As time went by, the number of people on the bus decreased one by one, and the sky outside the window became darker and darker, until the cold female voice sounded in his ear, Xuan Yuan realized that the end of the bus had arrived.

After getting off the bus and watching it gradually leave, Xuan Yuan raised his footsteps and walked along the direction of the street lamp. The quiet night made Xuan Yuan feel much calmer, but the darkness outside the street lamp also became Xuan Yuan's dream. The source of the most feared thing.

The hazy street light has a limited range of illumination. It can only illuminate things five meters below itself, but cannot illuminate things five meters away, and the darkness that cannot be illuminated is an unknown danger to Xuanyuan.

Especially now Xuanyuan's situation is not safe.

As he passed one bright streetlight after another, Xuanyuan's heart began to beat fast unknowingly, and the invisible uneasiness gradually catalyzed him to constantly recall those things that frightened him.

What's worse is that now he doesn't have a mobile phone at all, and he can't contact anyone even if he is in danger.

Just thinking wildly like this, Xuan Yuan suddenly began to really feel that there was someone behind him. Is this real or an illusion caused by his overthinking? After all, it is only after six o'clock, and the cars driving on this road are still not counted. Less.

With a sound of 'whoosh', another car quickly passed by Xuan Yuan's side, and at this moment, Xuan Yuan's heart finally felt a little more stable.

After walking for about 5 minutes, the lights around Xuanyuan also began to brighten, but when he turned around in a relaxed manner, what he saw was that extremely familiar face.

It was his own face...

The sudden move completely frightened Xuan Yuan, seeing the malice on the man's face, he immediately took a step back in shock. It was because of his backing that he saw clearly that what the man was holding in his hand was actually a Take a sharp paring knife.

The man used the knife very fast. The next second Xuan Yuan just realized, the fruit knife cut a big gash in Xuan Yuan's right arm, and blood gushed out violently, staining the blue and white shirt. The mess.

"Tsk, it's off." The man said regretfully, his goal was to break Xuanyuan's stomach.

Staggering and falling to the ground, Xuan Yuan clutched his right arm in pain, "Uh...you fake!"

The man grinned and continued to attack Xuanyuan, without any intention of answering him.

The wounded Xuan Yuan learned the lesson this time, he took advantage of the moment the man raised his hand to quickly get up from the ground, he ran forward quickly, avoiding the man behind him while running.

At this juncture of life and death, Xuan Yuan's running speed suddenly accelerated a lot, he ran non-stop, even though his throat was dry and sore from panting, and his thighs were sore and he trembled, he didn't stop.

Fortunately, just as he passed the third turning, he happened to see Fang He walking not far away.

Although Xuan Yuan and Fang He have never met before, Xuan Yuan has heard the name Fang He from Fang Le more than once, and now that he sees it, he recognizes it at a glance. After all, he and Fang Le are still the same Very similar.

'Perhaps Fang He, who is a policeman, can save himself. ' he thought.

"Help! Help me..." Xuan Yuan kept yelling at Fang He with hope. Slowly, he got closer and closer to Fang He, but the man behind him didn't know when disappeared.

Attracted by Xuanyuan's shouting, Fang He saw that the injured person was Xuanyuan, so he immediately changed direction and ran towards Xuanyuan.

"Xuanyuan? Are you injured?" Fang He supported Xuanyuan who could not walk at all with a solemn expression.

Now Xuanyuan is so tired that he can't even move a finger, "Help me, someone is chasing me..."

Fang He glanced around, "Go to my house first, I'll stop the bleeding for you first."

"..Okay, thank you."

Because of blood loss and excessive fatigue, Xuan Yuan could only put his whole body weight on Fang He's body. Fortunately, Fang He's strength is strong enough, and his place of residence is not far from here. The two arrived within a few minutes.

After arriving home, Fang He immediately brought a medical kit to disinfect Xuan Yuan, who was drowsy on the soft chair, to stop the bleeding.

Because Xuan Yuan injured his right arm, his entire right hand was stained red with blood, so Fang He didn't pay attention to Xuan Yuan's right hand at first, but now when he wiped off the blood with a wet towel , he realized that Xuan Yuan in front of him was not wearing a ring at all.

Thinking of what Xuanyuan said to him a few days ago, Fang He's expression began to change. He still needs to confirm whether Xuanyuan in front of him is true or not.

Fang He continued to help Xuan Yuan in front of him to treat the wound calmly. After the wound was treated, he came to the kitchen with the medicine box.

After closing the kitchen door tightly, Fang He started calling another Xuanyuan.

"Hello, is this Xuanyuan?" Fang He was on the phone while paying attention to the movement in the living room.

"It's me, Mr. Fang, what's the matter?" Xuan Yuan on the other end replied angrily.

Sure enough, the Xuanyuan in the living room was fake, Fang He concluded that there really were two Xuanyuan.

"The other fake you really exists. He is at my house now. Do you want to come over? My house is at No. xx, xxx street, xx district." Fang He whispered.

"Okay, thank you Mr. Fang, I'll be right over!" After the excited voice sounded, the phone was hung up, and it seemed that he was already rushing here with all his strength.

The other Xuanyuan came very quickly, and in about 3 minutes, Fang He's door was knocked lightly, but fortunately the fake Xuanyuan was too deep in sleep to hear it.

Fang He who opened the door immediately welcomed Xuan Yuan in, "He is on the chair, what are you going to do?"

Looking sideways at himself with the injured arm, Xuan Yuan said with a serious expression, "Mr. Fang, I know you are a policeman. This kind of thing is very difficult for you, but if I don't do that now, I will suffer in the end." only myself."

"You want to kill him?" Fang He asked with a frown.

Xuan Yuan turned around and looked at Fang He, "Yes, I want to kill him, and I have to."

"..." Fang He turned his head as if avoiding, "I can understand you, but I don't agree with you, after all, he is also a living person..."

But Xuanyuan shook his head, "Mr. Fang, do you really think he is a real person? No, he is fake and illusory. He shouldn't have existed in the first place, and his only purpose of living is to replace me and kill me. me."

"..." Fang He fell silent.

After a long time, he replied, "...well, if what you said is true, then this is your business and I will not interfere." After speaking, Fang He left the guest room as if to escape and went outside the house. He is planning to give Xuanyuan an independent space.

After watching Fang He leave the room and close the door, Xuan Yuan took out the folding fruit knife that had been stuck in his pocket all the time. The yellow fruit knife was still stained with bright red blood. Chopped a few minutes ago.

Walking into the unsuspecting man on the soft chair, Xuan Yuan smiled and covered the man's mouth with his right hand, then pierced the soft abdomen under the left palm with a sharp fruit knife. It was cut open smoothly by the tip of the knife, revealing the blood-red internal organs inside.

The first cut hit the liver, and a huge blood hole appeared.

The second knife pierced into the lungs fiercely, and when the man was trembling in pain, Xuan Yuan cut the knife horizontally again.

"This is called seppuku." Xuan Yuan leaned into the man's ear and said coldly.

The only answer to him was the man's violent panting.

Looking at his dying self, Xuan Yuan smiled and said the last sentence, "It is impossible for the same creature to have two identical ones. Don't worry, I will take good care of him for you."

Then, came the last knife, which slashed the man's throat fiercely, and within a few seconds, the person under him couldn't breathe.

*****

The real Xuanyuan died, but the fake Xuanyuan survived.

In the early morning, the ever-changing ringing of the alarm clock once again woke up the sleeping Lin Yinan. Lin Yinan, who was disturbed by the sound of the alarm clock, shrank his head and continued to close his eyes, "Sleepy..."

Not surprisingly, after he finished speaking, there was a 'click', and the annoying alarm clock stopped in the next second.

Lovingly kissing his lover's smooth forehead, Xuan Yuan got up softly, "Sleep well, I'll be fine."

Perhaps it was because Yang Li's death made Xuan Yuan change his mind. Since the funeral, Xuan Yuan's attitude towards Lin Yinan has become much gentler. It feels like the original Xuan Yuan has returned.

In Xuanyuan's memory how he was formed and how he appeared, he didn't know, he only knew that when he first had memories, he was just a flesh man without a face.

At that time, he had no eyes to see, no ears to hear, and no nose to breathe the fresh air. He was just a flesh man, and the only thing he could do was to be 'pulled' away by someone, and that person was the real one. Xuan Yuan.

At that time, the real Xuanyuan was only a three or four-year-old child. He didn't know that there was such a thing around him, let alone that this thing grew up with the love of his parents.

When he didn't know anything and couldn't feel anything, Xuan Yuan's heart was very flat, because he was used to it, and even felt that this was what he should be.

But gradually, some changes began to take place in him, he began to have a nose, and that was when the parents gave the real Xuanyuan the first compliment.

He remembered that at that time, it seemed that Xuanyuan became the class monitor of the second grade of elementary school for the first time.

As time went by, the love of his parents began to accumulate gradually, but even so, he only grew ears and a mouth, because the main source of his parents' love was the real Xuanyuan, and he was just an invisible accessory.

In the first 23 years of his life, Xuanyuan learned to be jealous, but he never used this jealousy on the real Xuanyuan, because he knew that he would disappear eventually.

But it wasn't until Lin Yinan appeared that the jealousy he had learned really came in handy.

Lin Yinan's love for Xuanyuan is stronger than that of his parents. From him, Xuanyuan has eyes and a complete man's body. This is what the couple in the past twenty years could not give him.

But this kind of love was for the real Xuanyuan, which made him jealous, hateful, and even gradually took on a real form, but he only dared to stand at the bedside of the two of them every night and look at Lin Yinan, Looking at his sleeping appearance, he fantasized that he was the one who had all his love.

Yang Li's love affair with Xuan Yuan was unexpected to him, but this event was also an opportunity for him to continue to act.

'Since you can't make him happy, then I will come and give him the love he deserves instead of you. '

After three months of hard work, a fake propaganda source became a real propaganda source, and his wish...has finally come true.

This time, he no longer had to hide in a dark and damp corner like a maggot and hate alone.

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