Xueba, wake up

In the seaside square in the middle of the night, many people followed their plan. The parking places in the scenic area were full of cars, the places where tents could be pitched had no place to stand, and the nearby hotels were also full.

"After the college entrance examination, the first thing is to learn to drive and get a driver's license." Yan Sheng said, "Take a taxi in the middle of the night and delay it."

"Actually, it's the same for half an hour earlier." He Zhonghe was a little sleepy, and followed behind Yansheng, each of them carrying a bunch of things.

In the end, we pitched a tent on the beach outside the scenic area. The sea breeze is colder than the mountain wind. Standing outside for a while can freeze from the skin to the bone.

When he woke up before five o'clock in the morning, He Zhonghe felt that he had slept for four hours and was lonely, so he was wrapped in his sleeping bag and didn't want to get up.

Yan Sheng took him out of the sleeping bag and unzipped the tent.

There is still a difference between the rocky beach and the sandy beach at the seaside. The sun is shimmering in the puddles of sea water, and a little warm orange rises from the sea level.

He Zhonghe woke up. The sunrise on the sea was indeed beautiful, and he felt as if he was so close to the sun that he could reach it with his hand.

He put on his down jacket and got out of the tent. After a while, he yelled "ah" towards the sea.

The first sunrise of the new year.

The sea breeze in the morning was very chilly, He Zhonghe walked to the shore stepping on the reef, and reached into the orange sea water to fish, it was bitingly cold.

"Come here!" He waved his arms at Yan Sheng beside the tent.

The little orange man waved at him too, then walked over.

"Shout." He Zhonghe pushed him.

"Why?" Yan Sheng's eyes were barely open due to the wind, "Take it easy, don't pull your jaw."

"It's cool." He Zhonghe said "ah" for a while, his voice was a little hoarse, "Try it."

"Ah—" Yan Sheng put his hands around his mouth and shouted at the sun.

Some people around heard them and shouted. It is estimated that the animal world was recorded very well, like a group of walruses.

While watching the sunrise, the beach in the scenic area not far away suddenly became commotion, and a lot of people gathered on a coastline.

"What's going on?" He Zhonghe looked over there.

After a while, someone came to the rocky beach with a tent from there, pointed back, and said to the people here: "There are people who jumped into the sea."

"What's the matter? Did you get rescued?" an uncle asked.

"It was rescued, and it didn't even drown, a high school student." The man said.

Heart-piercing cries came from the beach, it was the voice of a girl, and more and more people gathered.

It was past six o'clock when Yan Sheng and He Zhonghe walked back, and the people gathered on the beach were almost gone. They were walking towards the beach buggy with a girl by their arm.

The girl looks familiar from the back, she is very fat, sobbing and crying.

The person who was holding her arm and talking to her was not only familiar, they could just see his face from the angle of the square road.

Liu Tuan.

"Isn't that Dr. Liu?" He Zhonghe looked over there in surprise.

After returning home, they put the tent and the like back in the basement, and after breakfast, the two went directly to the hospital.

There are not many people coming to the stomatology department today, and it took a few minutes to get registered and wait for the turn.

When entering the consultation room, Liu Tuan just hurried in through the back door of the dressing room, put on a white coat and sat down, with a smile on his tired face: "Lie there."

He Zhonghe hesitated for a moment, but still asked, "I seem to have seen you by the seaside just now?"

Liu Tuan glanced at him in surprise, and smiled wryly: "Did you see it? That's my sister."

He Zhonghe understood what was going on, turned his head and looked at Yansheng.

"Is there nothing wrong?" He Zhonghe lay down on the operating table.

"It's okay, but my mental state is not very good." Liu Tuan put on a mask, revealing only a pair of bloodshot eyes, "Last night, the family celebrated the Gregorian New Year, and the old lady said something to her, and she ran out by herself , I have to send her to see a psychiatrist tomorrow..."

"Is she also from our school?" He Zhonghe suddenly remembered something, that huge figure from the back.

"Guess right." Liu Tuan put on gloves, tore off the sterile patch on his chin, and peeled off the scab after disinfection, "It hurts a bit, bear with it."

He Zhonghe's thoughts of letting go of the dog's blood were instantly pulled back by a piercing pain in his jaw, and he gasped.

Cutting the thread while tearing the scar, in addition to the pain when the scar is pulled open, the feeling of a section of thread being pulled out of the flesh is also very uncomfortable.

Liu Tuan didn't talk so much today, after all, if something like this happened to his sister, everyone would be depressed.

"Okay, put on the Band-Aid for another two days, and you can touch the water after three days." Liu Tuan sat in front of the computer, "Is it a scar constitution?"

"No." He Zhonghe got off the operating table. The stitches were more painful than stitches. After all, there was no anesthesia and he was sore from the pain.

"Buy Momo like Shuhen ointment, the thread inside will take a few months to dissolve, it may still hurt a little when touched, so avoid it a little bit." Just as they were talking, Liu Tuan's cell phone rang in his pocket, and he Glancing at the number, he frowned and answered, "Hello?"

I don't know who said what over there, his face suddenly turned ugly, and he got up: "Tell him not to worry, I'll look for it right away."

"Then go back and take care of this injury." After Liu Tuan finished speaking, he leaned forward to say hello to his colleagues, and took off the white coat he had just put on, "I can't find my sister, I have to go quickly."

After I got out of the hospital, my jaw was completely liberated. The pain just now hadn’t passed, but it didn’t feel like it was being stretched anymore. It was very refreshing.

"See if it's obvious now." He Zhonghe tore off the Band-Aid.

"It's hard to see," Yan Sheng said, "The scar has just been torn and turned white, and it will heal in two days."

When I got home, I used a cotton swab dipped in water to wipe off the povidone iodine around it, except for a small piece of white, which could not be seen without careful inspection.

"The ointment is in the cabinet next to the mirror." Yan Sheng said in the living room.

He Zhonghe took it out and took a look. It was the pipe he gave Yansheng before: "Why are you useless?"

"I can't get rid of this." Yan Sheng said.

After cleaning the wound, he sat on the sofa and turned on the front camera to take a selfie. It was really hard to see.

I swipe to the right along the photo album a few times, and it's the cat corpse I took a few days ago.

He Zhonghe turned off the screen and frowned.

He has been thinking about something since he was in the hospital just now, and he always feels that certain two things can be connected.

After the stitches were removed, his mouth became much more free. He wanted to order some spicy fried food for lunch, but He Zhonghe had a whim and wanted to cook.

"You cook?" Yan Sheng watched him rummaging in the refrigerator inexplicably, "Pumpkin Killer, let me go."

"Eating your cooking all day long makes me look like a waste." He Zhonghe took out a few eggs, a bag of vegetables and a box of potatoes from inside, "I'll give you a chance to taste the delicacies He Zhonghe cooked himself."

It is rare to have a holiday before the college entrance examination, and it is even rarer to be able to relax and play for a day or two.In fact, Yan Sheng can eat anything, as long as he can cook the food well, let him do it if he wants to.

He Zhonghe downloaded a recipe app and looked at it for a long time.

This must-learn dish for beginners is not taught very well!He didn't even say how to pour the oil and how much oil, what to do if the water burst out!

"Do you need me..." Yan Sheng heard no movement in the kitchen for a long time, opened the door and entered.

"Get out, get out." He Zhonghe pulled his shoulders and pushed him over, "Just sit there and wait."

After blasting away Yansheng, he was tangled up in the pile of things in the kitchen, whether to use a spatula or a wooden spatula for cooking, what kind of non-stick pan looks like, how much salt is the right amount of salt...

Cooking skills can be inherited, and he feels that he has no right to laugh at his mother's baking in the future.

Crack open an egg, pick out a small piece of eggshell that fell in, and break it with an egg beater.

It was relatively successful, and the egg white and egg yolk were mixed together.

But then it was very embarrassing. After pouring a little oil and pouring the egg liquid in, there were a few big holes in the egg, and it fell apart, and oil stars began to jump out.

"Fuck!" He Zhonghe cursed when a little bit of oil was splashed on his hands, and quickly ran to the restaurant oven to put on heat-resistant gloves, and after entering the kitchen, he cursed again, and ran to the entrance to remove a mask Put it on, and went into the bedroom to get the blue light mirror.

Yan Sheng sat on the sofa and watched him running around quietly, without disturbing the master chef who didn't know what he was protecting but still protected himself enough.

"Must!" came an exasperated voice from the kitchen.

Yan Sheng finally stood up and walked over: "How about playing mahjong in the kitchen?"

"Look." He Zhonghe was wearing a mask, blue light mirror and heat-insulating gloves, and was fully armed, facing the egg skin that was battered in a small pan, and looked like the egg skin was bullying him.

"..." Yan Sheng emptied the pot, refilled the oil and heated it up, and turned on the range hood, "It hurts to beat someone with egg skin, doesn't it?"

"Huh?" He Zhonghe stirred the oil with a wooden spatula with his heavy heat-insulated gloves.

"Dress like this, afraid that Danpi will jump out of the pot and hit you?" Yan Sheng reluctantly took the shovel away from his hand, not understanding his behavior of stirring oil with the shovel.

"It splashed oil!" He Zhonghe hurriedly took off the glove and gave it to him, "Stay away from it! It splattered straight into your hand!"

"Heat the oil first, and then slowly pour the egg skin in from the side of the pot." Yansheng showed him, "Look, the egg skin is not so fierce."

He Zhonghe stared at it with wide eyes, thinking it was amazing.

In the end, Yansheng spread out the two egg skins, which were smooth and browned, and looked very good.

He Zhonghe was full of frustration: "Why do you have this skill?"

"Hands-on things are very interesting. Building a house, building things, drawing, drawing, and cooking." Yan Sheng helped him heat up the oil, drained the mushrooms, and said, "Try again?"

This time, the shiitake mushrooms and diced meat are not so scary. Although it still squeaks a little bit of oil, but the range is not so far, at most it will splash on the stove.

"Turn down the heat." Yan Sheng commanded from the side.

He Zhonghe pressed the button down and turned it clockwise.

The blue fire seemed to be suffocated in an instant, and the "Teng" disappeared.

"Except for ignition, there is no need to press down." Yan Sheng said patiently.

If the roles of those who can cook and those who can't cook were reversed, He Zhonghe would have thrown Yan Sheng aside by cursing.

Yan Sheng stood far away from the range hood, and heard He Zhonghe's cell phone vibrate in the living room: "Your cell phone."

"Look who it is." He Zhonghe was staring at Huo, "You can pick up whoever you know."

Yansheng went to the table and picked up the phone, it was Aunt Du.

"Hehe, what are you doing at home?" Aunt Du's voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Auntie, I'm Yansheng." Yansheng said, "He's in the kitchen."

"Yo, I'm pretty good, and I've learned how to cook." Du Lanzhen smiled, "It's okay, I'll make a phone call when I'm free. Did He Zhonghe build it at your house?"

"It's nothing, it seems to be the case." Yan Sheng leaned against the dining table, this feeling of chatting with He Zhonghe's mother was very good, as if being drawn into some kind of intimate range by his family.

"Go to his side to make it, and it's hard to clean up if you stay here all day." Du Lanzhen said.

After chatting for a while, Du Lanzhen had something to do and hung up, Yansheng waited for her to click to hang up.

When the call interface disappeared automatically, he was about to put the phone back on the table, but froze after glancing at it.

He Zhonghe was more worried that the meat sauce would not be cooked enough than whether the meat sauce was tender or not, so he turned it over on a low fire.

It's amazing that after a few minutes it smells great.

Pour the pre-prepared oyster sauce and bean paste into it, turn it over a few times, and the color is instantly colored, which is very attractive under the lamp of the range hood.

"Isn't it amazing?" He Zhonghe took off his gloves proudly, and turned the pot over, resulting in a small pile of shiitake mushrooms and diced meat.

There was no answer for a long time, he turned his head, Yan Sheng was not in the kitchen.

Whoever answered the phone hadn't finished cooking porridge yet, He Zhonghe poked his head out of the sliding door to look out, and bumped into Yan Sheng as soon as he stretched out his head.

Before complaining that the bridge of his nose was going to be broken, Yansheng raised his phone, his voice trembling: "What is this?"

On the screen was the album interface that He Zhonghe forgot to quit just now, the one with the cat corpse.

The living room was eerily silent.

The smell of pate wafting from the kitchen made them sick to the smell now.

Yan Sheng lowered his head, and his voice was a little difficult when he spoke: "Actually, it hasn't come back... I thought it might be dead."

But I didn't expect to die like this.

He Zhonghe didn't know what to say. He forgot to exit the album interface just now, and Yansheng saw the photo very suddenly.

He sat next to Yan Sheng and patted him on the back, without saying a word.

"Where is it buried?" Yan Sheng asked softly.

"The flower bed downstairs." He Zhonghe looked at him a little nervously.

Yan Sheng leaned on the back of the sofa, let out a long breath, and then raised his phone to look at it, his eyes were a little red.

"Don't look." He Zhonghe grabbed his wrist impatiently.

Yan Sheng looked at the phone, frowned, then sat up suddenly, and zoomed in on the picture.

He Zhonghe hurried over.

"This doesn't seem to be Huhu." Yansheng pointed to the lower right corner of the picture, "Its tail is complete."

He Zhonghe thought about it for a while. When Hu Hu picked it up, he had a small piece of baldness on his tail, and he didn't grow any hair after that. It wasn't obvious, but he could still see it.

"Can you see clearly under the nose?" Yan Sheng's voice became tense.

"No, it was covered in ashes and blood." He Zhonghe said, "I installed surveillance, but I haven't recorded anyone."

He hasn't had time to look at the past five days.

When Yan Sheng carefully identified the cat in the photo, He Zhonghe flipped through the surveillance playback.

128x speed, no one stays on the screen except Yan Sheng and himself on the second floor, but...

He Zhonghe suddenly paused.

A huge blue figure.

Fall back to normal double speed.

A huge blue figure, a girl with short hair and a dull expression, passed by under the surveillance.

And then, the kindergarten teacher from the sixth floor came up and greeted her, but the girl ignored her.

The surveillance footage was a little fuzzy and out of shape, and the time shown was around three o'clock in the afternoon on Monday last week, the time when the small class was on break from school.

He Zhonghe frowned more and more, then stood up abruptly, "Where are the medical records? Call Dr. Liu!"

Yan Sheng was startled, and immediately understood what he meant, and went to the drawer by the door to find the medical records.

He Zhonghe ran to the door and opened it while getting dressed: "I'll go upstairs."

Climbing up to the sixth floor in two steps, he knocked on the door of the shared kindergarten teacher.

It was the girl from before who opened the door. Seeing that He Zhonghe was panting and his expression was not very good-looking, she knew it must be about the dead animal at the door. She immediately became vigilant: "Have you caught someone?"

"Families from the third floor to the sixth floor," He Zhonghe said quickly, before he could catch his breath, "Is there a girl from our school?"

The girl didn't expect him to ask this: "It seems that there is no..."

"Aside from your colleague, is there anyone else sharing this room with you?"

"Ah! I forgot if you didn't remind me. It's just our house, which is shared by senior high school students from your school." The girl said.

"Who is it?" Cold sweat broke out on He Zhonghe's forehead.

"A very strange girl with a very low sense of existence... her work schedule is very different from others. She left at four o'clock in the morning and came back in the middle of the night. She usually doesn't talk to us. She came back crying this morning and locked herself in the room After staying for a while, I went out. My colleague said that he saw a knife in her hand, but he didn't know her well and didn't ask..."

Before she finished speaking, He Zhonghe turned around and ran downstairs.

When the wind rushed in, Yan Sheng was on the phone with Dr. Liu: "Okay, don't worry..."

He Zhong's mind is in a mess now, looking at Yan Sheng, he doesn't know where to start.

Yan Sheng hung up the phone in a hurry, and walked out with him: "I didn't find anyone."

"It's on the sixth floor, the household shared by the kindergarten teachers." He Zhonghe said, "I came here this morning and left with a knife in my pocket."

It's very scary to think about it. People in the same room put dead things at the door of the house in the dark.

I couldn't catch anyone anywhere, and ended up in my own home.

While horrified, He Zhonghe also remembered that when she jumped into the sea this morning, the knife she brought this time may not necessarily hurt the animals or herself...

"Where can I find it?" He Zhonghe asked as he went downstairs, Dr. Liu couldn't find her there, how could they find her.

Yan Sheng suddenly remembered something: "School."

"For a mandatory holiday, the small class must have left school too." He Zhonghe was a little puzzled.

"Sixth floor." Yan Sheng said.

"Fuck!" He Zhonghe slapped his head, "Let's go!"

The two walked faster and faster, ran to the door and swiped the door control to enter the empty campus.

On the first day of the new year, the campus that was forced to be emptied was extremely deserted, and the noon sun was not warm enough. Running past the flower beds, flocks of startled sparrows flew around.

They ran to the teaching building and walked from the small class floor to another staircase. The doors and windows of the small class were closed, and the front and rear doors were unlocked. There were more than a dozen people who came to the classroom to study quietly during the holidays.

The girl's figure is easy to identify, and she can be seen at a glance that she is not among the dozen or so people.

Not only the small classes, but every classroom in the south building and north building has holidays to study, and the empty campus is just an appearance.

Running all the way to the sixth floor, He Zhonghe was out of breath. When Yansheng unlocked it, he leaned against the wall and lit him with a flashlight, listening to the movements on the sixth floor with his ears open.

"It's too rusty." Yan Sheng tried several times without success. When he was in a hurry, He Zhonghe heard the creaking sound of tables and chairs coming from the long corridor, so he immediately held down his hand and moved his mouth quickly. Say, "Inside."

The head of the lock was rusted to the brim, and it would be useless to hire a serious lockpicker. He Zhonghe broke it hard, but it was unrealistic to break it open directly.

Yan Sheng pushed him away, stepped back silently, and kicked him up.

The iron gate fence was shaken with a loud bang, and the lock fell to the ground.

The two quickly smashed open the iron door and rushed in. As soon as the flashlight reached the other end of the corridor, He Zhonghe suddenly stopped.

The iron gate at the end was opened for some reason, and light came through the glass path connecting the south building to the north building.

This is the first time they have seen the restricted area of ​​the glass plank road.

Immediately understood why the students here were put into the restricted area.

The fat girl was wearing an autumn school uniform and was sitting by the low window on the plank road, turning her head towards the north building. The noise of the two of them breaking the lock and running over didn't disturb her.

He Zhonghe nervously looked at the window sill under her body.

To be precise, it can't be called a window sill, but a layer of glass. If you sit there a little unstable, it will fall down, and with her weight and the glass that has been aged for many years, it is not sure whether the glass can hold up before she leans down.

"Call the police, and then call Liu Tuan." He Zhonghe said in a low voice.

When Yansheng went to the corridor to make a phone call, He Zhonghe stood there and didn't know what to persuade him.

He really didn't know this girl well, and when he said things like "Think about your parents" and "It's not easy to give birth to you and raise you", she probably didn't think about jumping so fast, so she jumped right in.

Looking at the thin glass under her body, He Zhonghe tried to take two steps forward and stood on the glass path: "That..."

The girl ignored her, turned her back to the window, and looked down at her toes.

"I'm the one you bumped into in the cafeteria before." He Zhonghe took another step forward, only to realize that he was already in a cold sweat and shivering when the wind blew over, "There's no one else here, we can chat, You don't know me and I don't know you, you can treat me as a stranger, and you can tell anything..."

"I know your name." The girl interrupted him unexpectedly, "Your name is He Zhonghe."

"Ah..." He Zhonghe was quite confused, her tone was very strange, her voice was very thin, as if she was telling a bedtime story, "My name is He Zhonghe, but I don't know your name, and I can't remember your name. so……"

So what, people don't want to talk to him at all.

He Zhonghe turned his head and glanced behind him. Yansheng hadn't come back yet, and was still on the phone in the corridor.

"I put the things at the door." The girl's light voice came from the other side again, "They didn't know, and no one knew about it until now. Later, he found out."

He Zhonghe was flustered and nervous at first, so he didn't understand her string of "know", so he just skipped it: "It's nothing, no one blames you."

Let go of my uncle's spiral bend, I really want to take you off the top and whip you.

"I know no one blames me." The girl nodded, and the glass path under her body creaked with a slight movement, which made He Zhonghe's heart skip a beat.

When he was facing a difficult confrontation, he suddenly heard a shout from the window of the north building: "Someone jumped off the building over there!"

broken.He Zhonghe took a deep breath in his heart.

The windows on the first to fifth floors of the North Building were quickly crowded with people within a minute, all looking in this direction, and a few boldly shouted not to jump.

When Yansheng came back, he gave He Zhonghe a wink.

People in the south building crowded to the window to watch when they heard the commotion. Amidst the hum of discussions and screams, the girls remained motionless.

It will take a while for someone to come over, and I have to find a way to hold her back.

"Come down," He Zhonghe really didn't know what to say, it was the first time he committed suicide at zero distance from the scene, "It's so cold here, let's go to the corridor."

"I'm not afraid of the cold." The girl looked at a group of people crowded by the window, "I take venlafaxine, and I feel hot."

Obviously every word is in Chinese, venlafaxine doesn't know what it is but can guess it is a kind of medicine, but He Zhonghe can't understand her words, he just feels that she is leaning back more and more, with a strange look on her face And sadness piled up.

"Don't move yet." Yan Sheng took two steps forward.

She seemed to be indifferent to others approaching, and kept talking to herself: "I still eat Qusherin, so they all say I'm fat."

When Yansheng walked a few meters away from her, he squatted down slowly and looked at her: "You are not fat, and you will recover after stopping the medicine. So first cure your illness and let them see it."

The girl smiled: "I think it will be cured now."

After hearing these words, He Zhonghe's heart jumped into his throat, he stared at her closely, and slowly moved over, ready to rush forward and hold her down at any moment.

"The college entrance examination will be up soon." Yan Sheng looked relaxed, as if he was talking, changed his posture, and sat on the floor, "After the exam, we can change to a new environment, no need to study, and no need to see them."

"That's great." The girl tightened her hand on the glass, and suddenly leaned back, with most of her body leaning out of the window.

The entire third floor of the building screamed. There are no teaching staff on campus at the moment, and it is unrealistic to ask anyone for help.

There are mobile phones with hands up.

"Look at them." The girl barely stabilized her center of gravity, gestured yes to the crowded window of the camera, and put her hands on her chin to make a pose, giggling, and her laughter was particularly crisp.

He Zhonghe felt the hairs all over his body stand on end.

"Come down first, if it doesn't work, you can move to another place." Yansheng pointed his fingers up and down rhythmically, "This is only the sixth floor, so you may not fall to your death. If you are paralyzed, you can only watch others change your urine bag; Even if you fall to your death, you will have a giant view, twice as fat as you are now."

"But you can avoid that by just getting down, or jumping somewhere else, don't you think?"

The girl didn't seem to listen at all, she suddenly let go of the glass on the lower side, and instead grabbed the glass on both sides of the window, leaned back, and screamed into the sky.

There was a sudden commotion at each window, and the person holding the mobile phone was raised higher.

He Zhonghe really wanted to hit someone right now, so he opened the glass window and shouted: "What the hell are you filming!"

A few put away their phones, but most still held them up.

He tried his best to prevent things, but someone was fanning the flames and had nothing to do with him. His empathy was pitifully weak, and he had to stand in the position of a passerby and step on the weak.

"He Zhonghe, can you come over?" The girl turned to look at him.

He Zhonghe's throat tightened, and he walked slowly in front of her.

"I'm sorry, I bumped into you in the cafeteria, because that time I didn't expect that someone I didn't know would come ahead of me in the test, one point higher than me, and push me down."

"It's not the college entrance examination." He Zhonghe was shocked by this reason and at the same time pretended to be calm, and stroked his hair, "Actually, I copied everything, and the real level is the bottom."

"I'm sorry about releasing the mice." The girl looked at him with empty eyes. "I don't know if it belongs to you. I put it in the secret base."

He Zhonghe's heart beat wildly, and he exchanged a very complicated look with Yansheng.

But now he doesn't care about where the cat is or what the secret base is, because after the girl finished saying this, she suddenly stepped one leg out of the window.

There was an exclamation on the third floor, and many people shouted "Don't jump".

Although the glass plank road under the feet was covered with a thick layer of dust, and it was covered with moths and various flying insect corpses, but looking down made one's legs weak.

When she was about to take the other leg, He Zhonghe rushed over there.

At the same time, there was a screeching sound of brakes downstairs, accompanied by a man's voice: "Yu Lin!"

The girl paused and looked down.

Liu Tuan.

"Yu Lin, don't move!" Liu Tuan's originally gentle voice was now very hoarse, full of despair, "Put your legs back, I'll go find you!"

He Zhonghe switched back and forth between the two possibilities of "Liu Tuan will want to dance more when Liu Tuan is here" and "Liu Tuan will definitely persuade her to come down", and turned to look at Yansheng.

Yan Sheng got up silently and quickly, and when Liu Yulin looked down at Liu Tuan, he took a step towards her.

"Don't come here!" Liu Yulin turned his head suddenly as if he had eyes in the back, his weak voice just now suddenly turned into a roar, screaming in collapse, his whole face was twitching.

Before Yansheng could make another move, she suddenly took out a knife from her pocket and swung it towards Yansheng.

The paper knife scraped Yan Sheng's temple and hit the glass behind him.

Immediately afterwards, she took out something even more astonishing from her pocket, and threw a stiff, hairy black object towards Yansheng.

It's a real, incomplete rat limb.

He Zhonghe and Yan Sheng were almost frozen in place, not only because of her sudden emotional breakdown, but also because of this really weird behavior and the familiar smell in the air.

Liu Yulin threw his pockets empty, retched a few times himself, pointed at them with brown blood sticky fingers, and said in a hoarse and cracked voice, "Don't come here!"

When she said "Come", she turned several turns with a different tone, and her body also swayed, watching her body slide down a little more.

"Yu Lin." Liu Tuan's trembling voice came from below, "Look at Brother."

Liu Yulin's eyes widened and even began to turn white, and a loud sound came out of his throat.Neither He Zhonghe nor Yansheng dared to move. They watched her mouth and nose become more and more crooked, her jaw gradually grew longer, and her mouth opened to the maximum.

Yan Sheng took a step back suddenly, stretching out his arms to block He Zhonghe.

However, in the next second, Liu Yulin neither jumped up to hurt anyone nor jumped off the building, and suddenly burst into tears.

Because of her obesity, her vocal cords were deformed, and she sounded like a five or six-year-old child. After sobbing a few times, she wailed while leaning on the glass: "Brother..."

He Zhonghe and Yansheng breathed a sigh of relief.

The police cars and fire trucks drove up one after another, and the airbags were deployed amid Liu Yulin's cries resounding through the third floor.