Chapter One God Turning

The thing at the entrance of the cave was still approaching, and the blood in my whole body was coagulated, but I was still holding the clod in my hand tightly.The moment that person completely appeared in the moonlight, I used all my strength to smash the clod over.Then I heard a muffled grunt, I couldn't care whether this thing was a human or a ghost, I rushed out, and then I felt desperately...my leg was hugged.

My right leg was tightly hugged by something under me, and I couldn't break free even with desperate struggles.

I looked down with despair and bitterness on my face.

"wipe!"

I was startled, the person under me let go of his hand, my center of gravity was unstable, and I fell to the side all of a sudden.I sat on the ground with my buttocks, and while I was stepping back, I looked at him suspiciously: "It's you! Are you a human or a ghost?"

This person was the one who helped me pick up the books in the classroom that day. He was wearing a white shirt and black trousers. There were a few drops of blood and dirt on the white shirt, and he was very embarrassed.

He sat up slowly, and said in a low voice, "Man." Then he let go of his hand covering his forehead, and I saw blood flowing from his forehead, flowing through the corner of his right eye, dripping to his lips, shining in the dark night eerie light.

I:"……"

I forgot to escape, and tremblingly said: "You still say you are human when you look like this?"

He glanced at me lightly, and there seemed to be a lot of emotion in his eyes. At the end, he said helplessly, "You just smashed it."

I:"……"

I was very guilty, and then refused to take off my clothes to bandage him. He quickly tore off a shirt corner from his waist, and motioned for me to wrap it on his forehead.

I touched his face, it was warm and soft, haha, it can bounce back automatically after a flick!He is alive!I just started giggling, and after tossing about half the night, I finally met a living person!

I foolishly touched his face again and again, then pinched his hand, and then touched his bare, exposed, small half of his ankle, which was also hot.

I felt a little ashamed because it looked like I was eating his tofu, but he didn't care.

Then I pulled him back to the cave, and I asked, "Are you here to climb the mountain too? Where do you live? Did you meet anyone else along the way?"

He thought for a while, then simply answered me, "Did you experience something weird?"

My heart skipped a beat, and I thought, this buddy of love is a victim just like me, so I enthusiastically took his hand and said, "Could it be that you too, were you led here by the sound of footsteps and the ringing of a bell? "

He nodded.

I asked again: "Did you see a pack of wolves, and a huge monster."

He hesitated for a while, and then said: "No, I was forced to the top of the mountain, and I just came to the entrance of this cave."

I still want to pull him to tell him the story of the fight between the pack of wolves and a cat, but he seems to be tired and keeps changing the topic.

I said: "It's a good thing I met you, otherwise I would be scared to death by myself. What happened tonight is so weird, I have never seen such a weird thing in my life... Hey, you said it was man-made There is still a monster at work, I saw that huge cat with my own eyes, and if I tell it tomorrow, no one will believe it, and you didn’t see it, otherwise you can prove it for me.”

Because I was still very scared in my heart, scared to death, so when someone talked to me, I talked desperately, I was very worried that the person next to me would disappear in the blink of an eye, and then I was scared to death by myself in the first half of the night when.I felt scared for most of the night, and my courage seemed a little fatter, but I still held this person's hand firmly.Just kidding, even if you are scared to death, you have to be scared to death together, okay?At last, when such a name is left in history, it is not so high and cold.

He has been silent for a long time, and once in a while, when he heard me mentioning that the cat saved me, he seemed to regain his energy, raised his head slightly and asked, "Do you like this cat?"

"I'm not a little loli, and I don't have any aesthetic views on animals. But it didn't harm me, it protected me, and I'm very grateful to it, but I'm also afraid of it." I wonder why he asked that, no one would like it Monsters, unless you are crazy, so I replied honestly.

He pursed his lips, looked at me and said, "Why are you afraid?"

"Think about it, such a big cat, with its eyes punching into my fist, and its tail like a golden cudgel, if it wants to eat me, I won't be able to fit the whole cat between its teeth."

"It won't eat you."

"how do you know?"

"I just know, Danchuang, it will always protect you." He said firmly, then lowered his head and rubbed it on my shoulder twice, thought for a while, raised his head again, and pressed my head on his shoulder , let me lean against him.He leaned against the wall of the cave, half of his body exposed in the moonlight, and we cuddled like this.

I had a strange feeling in my heart, because it was only the second time we met, but the strange thing is that when I did this, I didn’t feel the slightest sense of disobedience. Could it be that I was born with a gay physique? ?I was taken aback by my unrestrained thoughts, my neck was a little uncomfortable, and I wanted to struggle to raise my head, but he changed the angle again and let me lean against him, this time it was very comfortable, I have no reason to mess around Moved.

I think it must be the same night, we were abandoned by the whole world, and we had the same horror experience. Standing alive before my eyes.

I felt a sense of unreality in my heart, I couldn't believe the things I saw in the first half of the night, I almost thought I had a nightmare, but the person next to me said he saw it too, which made me I feel better, at least I'm not alone in my own world, scaring myself of my own mental illness.

and many more!

I raised my head and stared at him suspiciously: "How do you know my name is Dan Chuang?"

He said without thinking, "I saw it when I picked up the book that day."

Yeah?Why do I remember that he didn't seem to open that book?But at this time, I didn't want to get to the bottom of it. The horror experience in the first half of the night made me really tired. If I still have suspicions and suspicions at this time, I think I can directly raise my hair.Most importantly, I feel like I trust him, and he gives me a feeling that I can trust.

There was still the smell of blood and wolves around, but it was much better than it was at the beginning. There was a big living person next to me, so I felt a lot more at ease.

When I woke up the next morning, I was lying on the bed in my own room.I slowly opened my eyes, startled by the black TV, white curtains and wide open lights.I was stunned for a long time, and then my hands trembled uncontrollably, causing me to put on my shoes for a long time. I rushed out of the room and stared at the house number of my room seriously for a long time. Yes, it was 234. The cleaning lady who swept the floor outside the door looked at me in surprise.

When I saw the cleaning aunt with orange peel all over her face, I was so cute, I felt like escaping after death, God finally let me go!

I hugged the cleaning aunt and kept turning around. The cleaning aunt yelled that she was dizzy, so I put her down with a smile on my face.After the excitement, I realized that I was lying in the arms of that woman last night and fell asleep in the eyes of Aunt Cleaning, who looked like she was looking crazy.I realized that I didn't seem to ask his name yet, let's call him White Shirt. By the way, he looks really good in a white shirt.

No, the point is how did I return to my own room in the blink of an eye?It suddenly occurred to me that I had a dream about that strange man in my apartment not long ago. It was also very real, but I couldn't see the man's face clearly.But no matter how real it is, I can be sure that it was a dream, but what I experienced last night was simply too real. I clearly remember everything I experienced that made me terrified. I am sure that last night was not a dream.

But how to explain that I was lying in my room as soon as I woke up?

Could it be that the white shirt carried me back?

No, he has no reason to know my room number.

However, it is also possible that I fell asleep and told him my room number unconsciously, but I think this possibility is unlikely, as I have no habit of talking in my sleep after sleeping.

So now, where did the white shirt go?When I woke up and found that I had escaped from danger, I was over excited, but I didn't see the white shirt, so I felt a little lost.

At this moment, the door of the room opposite me rang, and my heart skipped a beat, because the very familiar voice last night, I later remembered, was from Hao Li.

Hao Li and I have known each other for less than a day. If he was not on the bus, I would not have recognized his voice. The characteristic rough male voice with a wide range, coupled with the glib tone, made me sure that the voice last night belonged to Hao Li.

As soon as I looked up, I saw two policemen coming out of the opposite room.

I felt bad, so I asked, "What happened?"

The taller policeman glanced at me indifferently and said, "You live in room 234 across the street?"

I nodded.

He said without emotion: "Hao Li is dead."

Hao Li is dead?

I was completely stunned.

I stood where I was, and couldn't think through my head what happened last night.I was going to find Xiaohong with a numb face, but the police stopped me, and he said, "Don't go, I have something to ask you."

I turned around with a wooden face, and was dragged away by the police. I thought, now I can be sure that last night was not a dream.

The author has something to say: Xiaogong finally came out completely...a long shot came...with tearsε==(づ′▽`)づ