sunset escape

Xiang Jiayun followed the stench all the way to the corner of the glass sea.

When he realized that he was trapped in the maze, when he looked back, there were only layers of glass, revealing the darkness in the distance.The way I came here was submerged and I couldn't find it.

He remembered the agreement with He Chen, so he tentatively called out: "Teacher He?"

No one responded.

The space is too large, and there are glass partitions, so it is difficult for sound to travel very far.

He yelled again, but still no response.

Xiang Jiayun frowned, here is a tight door, so hurry up and finish the inspection, go out and meet Teacher He.

He turned around, pointed the flashlight forward, and continued to search for the source of the smell.

After zigzagging around three or five small grids, something different finally appeared in front of it.Looking through the glass, it looks like a research institute overalls thrown on the ground.

Xiang Jiayun got closer, and only when he hit the ground did he realize that it was not clothes at all, but a corpse in work clothes.

Male, middle-aged.

His heart tightened, and he ran over quickly.The degree of decay of the corpse was already very deep, and the skin outside the clothing was covered with net-shaped brown-green corpse spots, and the body was slightly swollen, and the stench came from here.

There were no obvious wounds all over his body, and there was not a trace of blood on the ground.

Xiang Jiayun held back the physiological stomach churning, and squatted down to examine it carefully.Following the rope hanging from the corpse's neck, he took out a work card from his clothes.Turning to the front, the name column is impressively written - He Kang.

He Chen's father.

His heart sank, and he wanted to call Teacher He over, but he couldn't bear to let him see his father's body.

Xiang Jiayun was in a daze for a while, thinking of himself when he was a child, and He Chen, and finally stood up.

Sooner or later you have to face it.

He was afraid that he would not be able to remember the location of He Chen's father if he walked far away, so he could only call the other person's name loudly at the same place.

"He Shen!"

The echoes spread round and round, and Xiang Jiajun waited for a while, but didn't wait for a response, so he simply knocked on the glass with his fist.

There was a lot of movement, and several nearby windows vibrated together.

Xiang Jiayun heard the sound of the crashing glass, but he could faintly hear other sounds.It was very slight, flashed by, and sounded behind him like a ghost, making him almost suspect that this was his hallucination.

"He Chen! I heard the answer!"

He turned around, looked warily at the empty surroundings, and knocked on the glass again.

Being in the invisible sea of ​​glass, Xiang Jiajun looked up at the ceiling, the glass standing up to the top made him feel that he would be drowned at any time.

A sense of premonition crept up his spine like a chill, reminding him inappropriately that something bad was about to happen.

Xiang Jiayun leaned against the glass wall and pressed his back against the object, which made him feel more secure.The flash of the mobile phone scanned the surroundings back and forth, but nothing appeared in the field of vision.

Was it really his hallucination?

Suddenly, there was a knocking sound on the glass in the distance.Xiang Jiayun became alert for a moment, and after hearing the sound knocking three times regularly, he finally relaxed.

This is He Chen responding to him.

"Teacher He..." Xiang Jiayun murmured unconsciously, and left the glass wall against which she was leaning, preparing to walk in He Chen's direction.

However, he suddenly felt a tingling pain in his fingertips.

Xiang Jiayun subconsciously looked down and saw a white mouse passing by.

Raising his own hand, the tip of the index finger was bitten and was bleeding.

what is this?

"He Chen?" He hesitantly called out in a low voice.

Xiang Jiayun's thinking became dull, and he watched in a daze that the drop of blood on his fingertips gradually gathered into beads, and then slid down his fingers to his palm.

The palm of his hand was scalded by the blood, so hot that his whole arm seemed to be on fire.Then the scorching heat gradually spread from his arms to his body, penetrating everywhere, throwing his whole body into the icy blue flames, as if he wanted to burn his whole body to nothingness.

Suddenly a needle was pricked in his brain, and the sudden pain made him unable to stand upright. He didn't realize that he had fallen to the ground until his fingertips touched the cold ground.

it hurts……

There seemed to be tens of thousands of needles in my mind, piercing every nerve.

Xiang Jiayun was panting, his dull consciousness made him lose his ability to think, but he instinctively crawled forward.

"He Chen... He Chen, save me..."

He is going to be burnt to pieces, who can come and pull him out, who can help him take the needle out of his brain...

Xiang Jiayun vaguely heard footsteps, but every step seemed to be stepping on the sky thousands of miles away, and there was an insurmountable distance between him and him.

He crawled forward with all his strength, without sanity, without thinking, and only with that vague thought.

After what seemed like 100 years of crawling on a volcanic flow, he finally saw the light.

The light of the flashlight shone on his face through the glass, a figure approached him, and the next moment, he crawled into a cold embrace.

"Help me...help me." Knowing that he finally found the person he was looking for, he weakly begged for help in the other person's arms.

"Xiang Jiayun? Xiang Jiayun!"

The man was calling his name, and he tried to raise his head to respond, but the pain took all his strength and was dragging him into the darkness, his vision getting narrower and narrower.

"Your hand...what did you touch?" The man's voice was no longer calm, "Don't close your eyes, look at me, you look at me first."

The man leaned down, Xiang Jiayun finally saw that face.

This person...is called He Chen.

Xiang Jiayun squeezed out the last trace of clarity, looked at the other party, and opened his mouth: "Mr. He, I'm in so much pain."

He Chen's lips were tightly pursed, perhaps it was an illusion brought by the light, he felt that He Chen's eyes were a little red.

He was picked up, Teacher He ran forward with him in his arms, and said in his ear: "Where did you get hurt just now, I'll get you medicine, and the pain will be gone soon... Don't close your eyes, be obedient ,look at me."

Xiang Jiajun wanted to stop He Chen, and walking forward was where the corpse was.

The person holding him suddenly stopped and stopped running.He smelled a familiar rancid smell.

The man's voice trembled a little: "Is it here?"

Xiang Jiayun wanted to comfort her, but couldn't hold on anymore.He huddled in He Chen's arms and fell into complete darkness.

**

Xiang Jiayun saw his mother.

Hospital windows are high, doors are high, and chairs are high.He was sitting in the corridor, his feet still couldn't touch the ground.

But this time, the door seemed to become transparent, and he could see through the door.

The operating table was stained with a lot of blood, his mother lay motionless on it, and the scalpel turned red.

Xiang Jiayun was sitting on the chair, waiting endlessly for the operation to end.

After this he was able to see his mother.Lying with my father on the parking table of the funeral home, all the blood was wiped dry, his face was white, but his hands were so stiff that they couldn't be opened, and then he put his own little hand in.

Then, he can get a stone.A long black stone with a rounded top, engraved with the names of his parents and a group photo.In the future, as soon as he comes to this place, he can see his parents smiling happily.

Xiang Jiayun squatted in front of the stone, staring at the photo, but saw a vortex appeared on the black stone, like a black hole, slowly tearing and swallowing his whole body.

He was swallowed into darkness, and his whole body was burning.Lowering his head, he could see his fingertips melting little by little, like burnt glass, hot and red, and then turned into liquid and dripped down.

After dripping down, it turned into ice cubes again, and the chill spread from the fingertips to the mind.

"Xiang Jiayun?"

Someone whispered in his ear.

He slowly opened his eyes and saw a pair of obsidian eyes.

"I'm so cold." His mind went blank, and he subconsciously called out cold.

He was hugged into his arms, and his whole body was tightly wrapped.

The author says:

Briefly mention Xiaoyun's past.