Chapter 1-9

Yan Furui felt that Qin Fang must be dead.

He fell from such a high and high building. He saw Qin Fang lying in such a large pool of dark red blood, and even blood foam was rippling out of his mouth. When Yan Furui squeezed into the crowd of onlookers, there was a noise in his mind, and it was like a typewriter kept typing. He heard someone say that this person might have broken bones.

How could this happen? How could Qin Fang fall? Yan Furui's tears were almost falling. In the chaos, someone went to explore Qin Fang's breathing and quickly called the emergency number. Some dialed 110. Some people asked many times "Who knows this person". I don't know how many times it was repeated. Yan Furui reacted as if he had woken up from his dream and answered me and me with a crying voice.

The ambulance came, his voice was high and flat, as if he was irritating. Yan Furui looked up accidentally and saw Si Teng standing on the top floor of the building, as if he was searching for something. His figure disappeared in a flash. When he was on the car with a stretcher, he suddenly saw a little girl's head timidly in the corner of the corridor on the first floor, with a braid with sheep horns, and his eyes were like a disturbed deer, swaying.

How could a child watch such a bloody scene? Yan Furui waved her from afar, then raised her hand to block it, as if this could block her vision, and then the back door of the car was closed.

The sound of the ambulance sounded again, beep...bo...beep...bo...bo, one high and one flat, as if it was about to kill all the nerves of people.

Everyone thought Qin Fang would die, and even the doctor said that first aid was meaningless in this situation, but at the same time, everyone couldn't explain why Qin Fang kept breathing.

It's really like a gosser, but it's a bit tough and terrible, and it never cuts off all the way.

When the doctor came over to urge Yan Furui to pay the fee, he knew that he was a "friend" rather than a "favorite relative", so he spoke relatively relaxed: "Don't think I'm rude. At this time, the special care unit is meaningless. Your friend has a large amount of bones and severe damage to the organs. To be honest, it's almost no different from a person who fell to death, but he still has a tone. Maybe he has some unfinished thoughts, or he just wants to meet someone..."

Yan Furui did not bring money, Qin Fang did not have much cash in his wallet, and he couldn't find his phone. Maybe it was because he fell down. Fortunately, there was a business card in his wallet. After hitting his company, he was panicked. Finally, the financial person brought the money. He was afraid that he would not regard Yan Furui as an important person, so he also discussed with him whether to contact Mr. Dan, who was abroad. Finally, he sighed and said that the company was not good this year, and the two bosses had an accident one after another. I don't know which land they were offended, so I had to pay a good prayer.

It was already midnight when the special care unit was in the middle of the night. There were nurses there 24 hours a day. Yan Furui sat alone in the seat outside the ward, staring at the wall in a daze. He was so exhausted that he was just recovering from such a serious illness, until suddenly he heard the sound of his cell phone.

Yan Furui woke up with a sensation and turned his head to look right. The seats were in a row of three grids, and the phone was vibrating on the seat on the far right.

Whose phone?

It looks like Qin Fang's, but now too many people use this model, so I'm really not sure.

Yan Furui looked around blankly. Someone was walking around just now, but now the corridor is quiet. The lights at the ends of both sides are turned off, and it is dark like a black hole that cannot be seen.

Yan Furui felt a little confused. After staring at the phone for a while, he cautiously did not move his hand to get it. The phone stopped after a while, but after a few seconds, it rang stubbornly again.

Yan Furui had to take it over. When the phone was close to his ear, he had already thought about it and said hello. This may be the phone that your friend accidentally left behind. I will hand it over to the doctor's duty room later...

After connecting, Yan Furui cleared his throat and followed his previous thought: "Hello, this may be because your friend accidentally..."

He suddenly shivered for a moment and stopped talking. The feeling of depression was overwhelming - someone was laughing on the other end. It was the little girl's tender laughter, but it was also so cold that she was standing upright.

Yan Furui felt that she had been waiting for a long time before she heard her speak: "Go and talk to Si Teng..."

Go and talk to Si Teng?

Could she be... Bai Ying?

But why does it sound like a little girl of four or five years old?

Yan Furui's back was chilly, and the palms of his hand holding the phone began to sweat slightly.

Bai Ying spoke very slowly and sounded calm: "What happened today is just a lesson.

I did so much, and she said that if it is not in harmony, there is no such good thing."

lesson?

Throwing Qin Fang from such a high place was just to slap Si Teng in the face, a lesson?

Thinking of Qin Fang's stiff and tragic appearance now, Yan Furui felt blood surge into his mind: "Do you know, Qin Fang is..."

The phone hung up.

Yan Furui couldn't say what happened next. He froze in the local area with the phone holding the phone, his body was cold and hot. Does Bai Ying know that Qin Fang is her descendant?

If she knew, how would she react?

Behind me, there was a sound of footsteps from high heels, and there was an echo in the quiet corridor.

Yan Furui turned his head and saw Si Teng. The moment he saw him, he almost had the urge to cry, and there were a lot of words rolling in his throat:

——Ms. Si Teng, where have you been?

Do you know that Qin Fang is about to die?

——Miss Si Teng, Qin Fang was thrown from the roof by Bai Ying, that was Bai Ying!

——Miss Si Teng, Bai Ying just called, she said this was just a lesson she taught you...

Si Teng looked at him expressionlessly: "How is Qin Fang?"

Si Teng never entered the ward from beginning to end. She looked at Qin Fang through the visiting window and listened quietly to Bai Ying's call that Yan Furui reposted. At the end, there was no response or teeth gritting to Bai Ying. She just said lightly: "As long as I don't die, Qin Fang will not die."

To Yan Furui's words, he was so ecstatic: "Miss Si Teng, what do you mean is Qin Fang... come alive?"

Si Teng shook his head: "I just have a sigh, I won't die."

But what's the point of lying alone like this for the rest of your life and just inhale and exhale?"

Yan Furui understood. He looked at Si Teng blankly, feeling a chill slowly walking up along his calves. When he walked to his heart, he couldn't help but tremble.

"I'll go downstairs and sit down, Yan Furui, find me a cigarette."

Yan Furui did not smoke. After taking care of the nurses in the ward, he ran to the shop near the hospital to buy cigarettes and lighters, and found Si Teng by the flower bed behind the hospital. It was midnight, and the lights on the end were turned off. Looking around, the shadows were dark. When Yan Furui clicked for Si Teng to light the cigarette, a small piece of light shone in front of him, but it became dark in an instant, and he could only see a little scarlet cigarette butt.

Si Teng signaled to Yan Furui: "Sit down."

Yan Furui didn't sit down and just stood beside Si Teng: "Miss Si Teng, will Qin Fang always be like this?"

Si Teng didn't say anything, she slowly let out a breath of smoke. Yan Furui looked at her blankly until she suddenly realized that the hair on her temples suddenly shone with fire.

Yan Furui cried out in dismay: "Miss Si Teng, you are on fire!"

He was in a hurry and did not dare to go up and beat him around. Si Teng's hair on his temples suddenly had a small flame, and then he quickly turned dark with a dark red and burnt luster. Even the scorched ash from the fever fell on her eyelashes.

"Yan Furui, what do you think is worse than Bai Ying?"

Difference?

Yan Furui admitted that many times, he thought Bai Ying was better than Si Teng, but is it better to be "awesome"?

He stuttered: "Miss Si Teng, you were separated at that time. Did Bai Ying want to be a human being?

Why do I think she is more like a monster..."

Si Teng chuckled gently.

"In your story, monsters harm people, wolves eat people, kittens and dogs are cute, those who are stronger than you are threatening, those who are weaker than you are called gentle and easy to tame. Bai Ying harms people, you think she is like a monster, but she harms people far less than people. Since ancient times, monsters have harmed far less than people."

Why did you defend the monster?

Yan Furui was speechless.

"What reason can a demon live by mountains, forests, hills, and lakes?

Born as a vine, do you think I like to turn into human form and stuff myself into these strange clothes and shoes?

I grow in the dense forest in the southwest. I raise my head and turn it to the sky, lower my head and turn it to the earth, wind, frost, rain and dew, the essence of the sun and the moon. I want to bloom, I don’t bloom, I don’t bloom, I love anyone I want to love, and I leave if I don’t love me. If it weren’t for the troublesome hills, who would want to plunge into the human world, I wouldn’t be able to live, and I wouldn’t be able to love?”

After saying that, he looked at Yan Furui: "You don't understand."

Yan Furui really didn't understand much, just pointed to her hair: "Miss Si Teng, isn't it okay to keep burning like this?"

Si Teng answered the question irrelevantly: "Bai Ying used to be like this.

I thought about it for a long time today. Bai Ying stayed in the world for nine years more than me. In these nine years, how many people she has to deal with and how many things she has to endure before she becomes a real demon and ghost like this now?

She was so meticulous that she was not at ease when she found the house. She wanted to put a guise to cover her true self - how bad is I than Bai Ying?

When she was about to endure planning for the past nine years, I was lying peacefully underground."

"I thought before that, since I was separated, I was me and she was her, and I had nothing to do with each other.

Now I don’t think so anymore. The source is one. At any time, Bai Ying is related to me. It’s like she has committed a crime, and I have to deal with it with myself.”

After saying that, he reached out and squatted out the cigarette butts. Yan Furui seemed to understand but didn't care too much. He only cared about one question: "Miss Si Teng, is Qin Fang still saved?"

Si Teng smiled: "Do you know why Qin Fang followed me in the first place?"

"Why?"

"Because I told him that I could make him a human again, the word I mentioned is not a corpse that can only breathe like this."

She turned around and left, and flipped the cigarette butt in her hand high. Yan Furui's gaze fell to the ground with the charred cigarette butt. Suddenly, she raised her head, looked at Si Teng's back and asked: "Miss Si Teng, then what are you going to do?"

"Kill Bai Ying."

Kill... Bai Ying?

Yan Furui shivered and remembered the previous call with Bai Ying: Why does Bai Ying feel like a... little girl?

Mrs. Ding stared at the little girl in the corner of the street for a while.

She was sure that the girl was not followed by her, with white socks, small leather shoes, floral skirts, and braids. She was white and clean, beautiful and likable, not very old, so she should be easy to take off and could sell for a good price.

However, when the little girl was on the street in front, she entered the public telephone booth and tried hard to tiptoe to make a phone call inside. The phone might be called to the adults at home. It seems that she has to start as soon as possible. If an adult comes to answer, it will be troublesome.

Ding's wife slowly laid her behind her, trying to lower her head and pull her collar again and again. Her colleagues had reminded her before: There are a lot of cameras on the big streets, and it will be very troublesome to take pictures of her face.

The weather was beautiful, and the rain began to fall in the middle of the day, and gradually turned into clusters of rain lines. The little girl hugged her head with her hands and ran into the alley next to her. Ding Madam was secretly happy. She always moved in this area and knew that it was a dead alley, and there was a garbage dump at the end, which was stinking, and even the homeless man didn't want to stay there.

She took two steps and followed in.

...

About a quarter of an hour later, Ding's wife came out again. She had a strange smile on her face. When she stepped out of the alley, she twisted her head uncomfortable, reached out to stabilize her head, and pulled it back with force.

With a click.
Chapter completed!