Dazed

The wind outside the door is still howling. In the city in winter, the dark clouds are always like a thick curtain, covering the entire sky tightly. brilliant.As the night progressed, the temperature became lower and lower, and even the wind blowing on the face was like a knife, cutting the skin painfully.

Liang Siyue walked on the dilapidated corridor in Zhou Xianlei's yard, the plastic bags beside her were popping like balloons, in the dark and quiet dilapidated yard, the sound of Liang Siyue's footsteps was hidden in the rustling of grass leaves, her figure was in the dark indistinguishable.

As always, amidst the howls of the strong wind, Liang Siyue inexplicably felt the hairs on the back of her neck stand up, and she felt a familiar sense of trembling, as if there were a pair of eyes dormant behind her, watching her every move, this inexplicable sense of trembling Let her involuntarily recall the monsters that frequently appeared around her since the past few days.

Her heartbeat speeded up quietly, and the lingering fear in her heart became heavier and heavier, causing her steps to speed up gradually, appearing a little messy, and she accidentally missed a step, Liang Siyue screamed softly, The body swayed and stopped, her face was wrinkled in pain, and the cold wind blew, and she broke out in cold sweat.

"Woo... woof, woof..." The dog barking from not far away has not stopped, and the ferocious howling shows the unique sensitivity of living beings. Liang Siyue's heart sank when she heard it, she gritted her teeth and endured the pain , continue to walk out.

Suddenly, she inexplicably saw one or two flickering lights and shadows appearing in the line of sight in front of her, and suddenly disappeared into the darkness.

Liang Siyue concentrated her attention, pursed her lips, and stared at the place not far ahead. She swallowed hard, then held her breath, and quietly planned to find out.

Suddenly, a "huh" like the sound of the wind sounded from Liang Siyue's ears, and then her eyes went dark, her body fell backwards involuntarily, a black object was quietly and firmly covered like a tight net. On her face, the tough and tight black plastic bag immediately became like a thin film due to the squeezing action of the forcerer, squeezing out the remaining breath in Liang Siyue's body little by little.

Liang Siyue was short of breath when she was frightened. After her mouth and nose were covered, she was like a fish out of water. The air in her lungs gradually decreased with the squeeze. It was that kind of fear, the fear of death, that made Liang Siyue both panicked and terrified. Like a prey entangled in spider silk, she bared her teeth and danced her claws, her body struggled violently and her limbs moved wildly, but it was of no avail.

After a while, Liang Siyue's consciousness began to dissipate. Her chest was stuffed with a burning pain. The fear of death firmly permeated her heart, but her mind was blank. She struggled and twisted with all her strength. Even with all his strength, his fingers were not enough to tear the bag that was so firm that there was no gap on his face. The tight plastic bag was almost like an indestructible iron plate. The black shadow that restrained her movement remained firm.

As time passed, the sound of barking dogs seemed to gradually become distant. In the darkness, Liang Siyue, who was cruelly choked for breath, gradually became weak in her movements, and finally slowly lowered her swinging arms, and her body moved bit by bit. Limp on the ground, little by little crystal clear snowflakes drifted down from the air, swayed and landed on Liang Siyue's cold body, turned into wet pieces and adorned her clothes, and disappeared into the world.

Zhou Xianlei, holding plastic bags in his hands and tightening his whole body to prevent Liang Siyue's Achilles' heel, is still tightly tied to the bags in his hands. Time seems to have traveled back to the winter 20 years ago. The air, and the blood-red color that can be seen, the wind swayed and whistled. The secrets in the straw bushes did not gradually fade with the chaos of the years, but were dug up again. Zhou Xianlei couldn't bear it, his skinny hands His upper veins protruded, like winding earthworms, his dark skin became more tangled, his eye sockets seemed to be cracked due to force, the black eyeballs were protruding, the eye sockets were full of red blood, and the masseter muscle The two rows of neatly arranged and shining molars were clenched tightly because of the force, and the thick purple-blue lips were slightly parted, bringing out a thin white air, which dissipated in the air one by one. wind.

Although he is nearly seventy years old, his strength and ferocity have not faded much, and his hunting nature is still hidden under his sanctimonious mask brought about by the change of identity. The thin girl who is frightened can't do it easily. No beast has ever worried about how to deal with the prey after being gnawed to death. smell the air without leaving any traces.

In the dark night, dense grass, rustling bushes, and howling wind, Zhou Xianlei, who had been following Liang Siyue since he left the house, didn't even have time to put on his coat in order to make a quick decision. His heart contracted suddenly, and the pleasure of killing people with his own hands made his heart beat rapidly. Zhou Xianlei gradually let go of the power in his hands, opened his eyes, and gasped like an old wolf who had fought a big battle. , He has used a trick decades ago, and this time it is not new. He is fast and accurate in dealing with people, just like a seasoned and treacherous hunting dog. Even if his strength has weakened due to age, a beast is a beast , age just makes him more experienced.

The direction of the wind changed suddenly, and the originally clear and audible dog barking was blown elsewhere by the wind and became a little scattered. In the cold air, the snowflakes became dense and soft, floating down from the layers of clouds. With the cold wind beating little by little, it slowly fell to the ground, muddy all over the ground.

Zhou Xianlei slowly followed his breath, and some light and shadow fell on his face. The crooked and tactful wrinkles seemed to reflect the lines of time, reflecting his heart. The heavy snow under the pressure made the eyeballs in the middle shine brighter. He looked at Liang Siyue who was limp and lifeless under his feet with some regret, and said hoarsely: "A fool should not pretend to be smart. The last thing you should do is to be alone. One man threatens one wolf, even if it is an old wolf."

In the cold and snowy night, his eyes glowed slightly like ice cubes, and finally he said slowly, "As for your aunt, I hope she can hide well, but she will always come to look for you." Mine." A voice as rough as gravel, gliding gently in the cold and silent farmyard.