Attack him as paranoid

"Say it again?" Shang Zinan's voice trembled. He couldn't believe that the guessing in his heart for the past few days was correct. If so, it would be too scary.

"Mr. Shang, we really don't have a doctor surnamed Du here. The only doctor named Du is Du Tan, who died five years ago." The nurse blinked her eyes and explained in embarrassment.

Shang Zinan took a deep breath and asked tremblingly, "What about the male doctor who came with you a few times ago?"

"Male doctor?" The slender hand skillfully inserted the needle into the blood vessel on the back of Shang Zinan's hand, "I have always been alone." He raised his head again, adjusted the drip speed, looked at Shang Zinan, wrinkled He frowned and said: "Your condition should have stabilized after several years of recuperation. Why is it happening again now? It seems that you need to contact a specialist for treatment." Looking at the dull Shang Zinan again, he shook his head unfortunately Shaking his head, he took the record and left.

The room became quiet again, and Shang Zinan fell down on the bed with a bang. Suddenly, it began to rain.

Where exactly is he, what kind of drama is he playing, and who is he cooperating with?

He has no way of knowing this, because he feels the breath of death is getting closer and closer to him, and he is getting more and more free.

A sparrow was parked on the window sill, its gray feathers were wet by the rain, its two dark eyes looked at Shang Zinan lying on the bed, it chirped a few times and then stopped, Shang Zinan was determined Look at this downcast bird.

Suddenly, the sparrow flew towards the entrance and exit door of the house, and its body bumped against the door, making a frightening sound. The sparrow still flew up and loaded it again, as if it didn't feel the pain.Shang Zinan got out of bed leisurely, walked in and opened the door, the sparrow flew up, looked at Shang Zinan, and flew forward slowly, as if guiding Shang Zinan.

Unexpectedly, Shang Zinan followed the suspicious sparrow out, walked through the corridors he was not familiar with, twisted and turned, and came to a staircase, where the sparrow chirped and flew upwards.Shang Zinan raised his feet and followed, the long-lost music suddenly sounded in his ears, the music box version of the girl's voice of "Schindler's List" wandering in the empty corridor, so ethereal that it made his hair stand on end, but brought him Incomparably familiar, with bare feet stepping on the cold steps, a series of memory fragments flashed through his mind like a revolving lantern, including the sweet and beautiful ones, the painful and helpless ones, and the terrifying ones he was familiar with.

"Dear Isaac, come." There seemed to be a voice in front of him gently guiding him to the end.Shang Zinan was fascinated, his bare feet stepped on the cold tiles, making a rattling sound, it was cold and damp.

Shang Zinan!stop!

A cold male voice came from his ear, anxious and anxious, telling him to stop.Shang Zinan raised the corners of his mouth and kept walking, stepping up step by step.

I tell you to stop!

"Then I... don't!" Who do you think you are, you are just a pervert who cut off a person's face and pasted it on your own to get close to him, talk about what makes him stop, maybe it will be even more disgusting after he stops It is not certain that things are waiting for him.

Are you so willing to be deceived?

"Why, why did you come near me?" Even though he could see things that others couldn't, he didn't offend any spirits.

There was silence over there, as if struggling.

The door on the top floor was closed. Shang Zinan raised his hand and pushed it lightly. The iron door creaked open. The raindrops were blown obliquely by the wind and drifted in. The buttons on his chest, which was only wearing a thin shirt, undid a few, and the cold wind It erodes him without any scruples, and his body temperature gradually cools down.

The sky was gloomy, and the rain dripped under his feet, staining and falling on his feet. Shang Zinan walked straight to the edge of the fence, pressed his slender fingers on the fence and turned over, stepping on the protruding edge with both feet.

Bang -----

Accompanied by an explosion, "No!" came a hoarse voice from behind.Shang Zinan's eyes were empty, and he turned his head stiffly, and saw this man who was Du Tu, with blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth, a big gash in his left arm, blood gushing out, standing not far from him five meters away, that Noble and elegant, his eyes were fixed on him.

"Who the hell are you?" Shang Zinan heard his own trembling voice, resounding that night on the first floor, in that haunted house, seeing this man, the unfinished words before he died, and the terrified voice, which he could not forget.

"Shang Zinan, if you dare to jump from here today, no matter how many pieces you fall, I will cut open your stomach, tear out your intestines, dig out all your organs, and your eyeballs. Dry them all to make specimens, and I will make your body into a mummy, and you will stay with me when you die, and I will make you regret it!" With heart-piercing eagerness, Shang Zinan heard this If he spoke viciously, it clearly meant that he would die badly without a whole body. Even though the man in front of him looked ordinary, his innate aura of king made people dare not underestimate him. His dark eyes If it was before, he would have been frightened and hurried down, but now he doesn't want to live anymore, because he lives in a falsehood.

"Who the hell are you?" Shang Zinan stopped looking at him, turned his head, put his hands down, and stood upright on the edge that was less than half a meter away.

"Jonas." Jonas took a step forward, but seeing Shang Zinan's foot move forward a little, he didn't dare to move any more.

"Jonas..." Shang Zinan smiled, he wanted to know the name of the person in power, so he wasn't too ugly.Looking down at the vast expanse below him, there are only a few umbrellas moving on the crowded street. From his angle, he can see the raindrops falling, and he can even smell the bloody smell of his head falling apart. It’s so good. He can finally leave.

Jumping forward, Jonas shouted from behind, he ignored it, he didn't close his eyes, he wanted to see how he fell from the sky, he wanted to personally experience the feeling of death.

"Isaac!" Jonas strode forward, his fingertips only had time to touch Shang Zinan's hair, and it was gone in a flash. His eyes stared blankly at the falling man, and he felt his heart beating up and down after it stopped beating. Oxygen, he even forgot to breathe, because he lost again, lost this person.

"It's like this every time, haha----" Jonas turned over, leaned his back on the fence, and slumped weakly.

Da da da

The sound of footsteps stepping through the rain came, and Jonas looked at the person with empty eyes.

"After this, I can bring you to justice." Shang Chi Qianju looked down at Jonas with cold eyes.

The bodyguard behind him wanted to step forward, but saw Jonas standing up, laughing almost maniacally, tearing off the human skin on his face and still laying it on the ground, the human skin shrank and wrinkled instantly when it was wetted by water, and everyone had no time to see clearly Jonas' original appearance, the man slapped the fence and jumped down.

With the departure of Jonas, the sky instantly seemed to shatter a barrier, the rainy day no longer existed, and it returned to the sunny day that everyone liked.

sunny, cloudy

Which day do you prefer?

Isaac's Winter Without Snow Part I

The author has something to say: I know that I have relatives and I don't want to wait, I don't force, I don't ask too much, this chapter is finished, more than 2000 words, the first part is finished.