Someone has been here, someone has been here.

Shelan Udos passed the woods, there were new wear marks on a sycamore tree, he leaned in, the body temperature and breath of that person were all inhaled into the nasal cavity, he thought of the warmth in the quilt, he looked at his hands , He clearly remembered that the boy named Salaman held his hand in his sleep, and he slapped his hand on the tree suddenly, it was so hot, as if it was burned by the sun.

His hand stroked the tree trunk lightly, then rubbed his sharp nails, and finally clenched into a fist.

"Bam—"

Sharaman heard the click, and hurried out the door to find out what happened.

He saw the woods from a distance, broken branches scattered on the snow, and he also saw the half-broken plane tree, the one he often killed. It was sent to the guillotine, and no one cheered, because no one went to watch, The executioner let go of the rope, and the head was separated.

But there is no one around, no footprints, you know that feeling, being surrounded by a strange atmosphere is reassuring, but soon this reassurance disappears like the ebb tide.

A black shadow flashed past, and the branches creaked slightly. He saw a pale, almost transparent hand flashing in front of his eyes, and then ruthlessly grabbed his neck. The feeling of suffocation came quickly, but more Pain from fingernails on the neck.

"Sandraar!!" The red eyes saw the familiar and strange gold, and there was nameless anger in the golden eyes.

The pain is similar to the neuralgia just now.

"Salamanda Farr." He lessened the strength in his hand, but he didn't intend to let go.

"Why always you?"

"What are you talking about?" His hands covered the one that was strangling his neck.

"Why don't I want to..." He seemed to be talking to himself, his eyes looking at the dark sky.

He got up suddenly, and Salaman sat up, but he couldn't find anyone. He began to wonder if it was an illusion just now, but when he got home, he found the red pinch mark on his neck in the mirror, which proved that everything happened, and it was true. .

Those are all true, what happened to him, why did you want to strangle him?

Shelan Udos appeared from the shadows, he felt abnormal, this was not like himself, maybe it was all because of that human being, that stupid man who died for himself.

He walked to the side of the broken tree again, and looked at the imprints of pedestrians that appeared in the snow due to the movement just now.He walked over, squatted down suddenly, moved his legs to the sides, kept the "button" posture, stretched out his left hand, stayed close to the ground, suddenly spread his five fingers, and slowly bent his joints, as if he was choking the invisible prey. neck.

He slowly lowered his hands and lowered his head until his forehead was close to the snow. He was accustomed to the cold touch, and white mist came out of his mouth.

The mist was eroded and killed, forming unknown pictures or characters:

"Those are all true, Angel, what's wrong with me, why did you let me kill you?"

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