Comprehensive fear: this dead heroine

When facing Song Anming, Zuo Si's attitude was very bad. She had clearly expressed her dislike for Song Anming, but Song Anming didn't seem to feel her attitude at all. There was a smile there, and the arc of the corners of his mouth didn't seem to change at all.

The No. 11 bus arrived soon. It was only two stops away from the starting station, so there were not too many people on the bus. There were only her and Song Anmin on this platform. After Zuo Si went up , took the last seat and sat down.

Song Anming also followed and sat down on the seat next to Zuo Si. The distance between the two of them was so small that Zuo Si could even smell the strange smell on Song Anming's body.

There is still a long distance from here to home, which means that Zuo Si will sit here with Song Anming for a long time, her face becomes a little ugly, and she really doesn't want to talk to Song Anming.

Zuo Si lowered his head and looked at his wrist. The cut wound on his wrist had healed, but the cuffs were stained with a lot of blood. However, Zuo Si's clothes were dark in color, and he couldn't tell if he was stained with blood. , It just sticks to the body, making people feel a little uncomfortable.

She subconsciously reached out and touched her sleeve, blood stained her palm, Zuo Si was stunned for a moment, then retracted her hand, palm down, covering the blood in her palm.

But Song Anming's eyes were sharp, he saw the blood on Zuo Si's hand, and asked, "Are you injured?"

His voice was amplified on purpose, appearing a bit sharp, and the attention of the people around was attracted by him, and all of them fell on Zuo Si. Zuo Si didn't like being looked at like this, so she frowned and turned towards Song Anming. After taking a look, his gaze didn't linger on her, and he quickly moved away, not wanting to look at this guy.

Song Anming stretched out her hand, as if she wanted to touch Zuo Si, but Zuo Si immediately withdrew her hand. She looked at Song Anming fiercely, and said, "Song Anming, you were touched by me. I warned you. If you touch me again I, I will be rude to you!"

Song Anming immediately raised his hands.

"Okay, I won't touch you, but you should tell me why you are injured so badly? I think you are bleeding too much and you need to go to the hospital."

Song Anming's eyes shifted from Zuo Si's hands to his feet. His eyes already showed that he knew about his injury.

This young man knew a little more than Zuo Si imagined.

Zuo Si didn't want to talk to Song Anmin, so she completely ignored Song Anming, turned her head and looked out the car window, but Song Anming wasn't angry, his eyes were glued to Zuo Si's body along the way, and he never moved away for a moment.

Zuo Si completely ignored Song Anming. For nearly an hour, she did not speak to Song Anming again. The car soon arrived at the stop where Mu Tao's house was, and Zuo Si squeezed out of the car along with the flow of people.

Song Anming's home was still a little further away, and he didn't get out of the car. After Zuo Si got out of the car, she subconsciously glanced at the car. Song Anmin sat on the seat by the window, and found that Zuo Si turned around Song Anming raised his hand and waved to Zuo Si.

When he raised his hand, the things in Song Anming's palm were exposed, but when Zuo Sisi wanted to take a closer look, Song Anming had already held his hand, and the car started slowly, carrying Song Anming away from her Sight.

Zuo Si stood there in a daze, a strange idea emerged in her heart, she was stunned for a moment, Zuo Si didn't think about it carefully, turned around and left this place.

She is the only one in Mutao's house, the nanny has been dismissed by Zuo Si, and Mutao's parents haven't come back for a long time, she is the only one in the house, but Zuo Si is used to this kind of behavior Life doesn't feel that lonely.

After returning home, Zuo Si took off all the dirty clothes on her body, and took a quick shower to wash off all the dust all over her body.

Zuo Si's skin was soft and smooth, like an egg that had been peeled off its shell, without any scars. The previous wounds had healed, and there were no traces left on her body.

During the process of her taking a bath, the shower in the bathroom was always on, and the sound of rushing water covered up a lot of sounds. Zuo Si seemed to hear the sound coming from the outside room in a trance, but when she turned on the shower alone When it was closed, there was no sound coming from outside, Zuo Si thought he was hallucinating.

However, when she put on her bathrobe and walked out of the bathroom, and wanted to take out the nails that were in her pocket to check again, Zuo Si found that the nails that were in her pocket had disappeared.

Zuo Si cleaned out all the pockets of his clothes and trousers, but there was nothing in his clothes and trousers pockets, and the nails she put in them before had disappeared.

Zuo Si knew that there was something weird about that nail, but she didn't expect that nail to disappear out of thin air... No!Those nails didn't just disappear in thin air.

Something appeared in Zuo Si's mind. She remembered that after she got out of the car earlier, she seemed to see something in Song Anming's hand in a daze. She didn't notice it before, but now she remembered what was in Song Anming's hand. The things on her body were red, and they were shaped like nails that had pierced her feet.

Zuo Si was very sure that Song Anming had no chance to put his hand into her pocket before, but when did Song Anming take those nails?

Previously, Zuo Si just thought that Song Anming was a little weird, but she didn't think about Song Anming elsewhere, but Song Anming actually took away those nails from her...

Why did he do that? !

Things have progressed to the present, Zuo Si originally thought that she had pushed through the clouds and mist to see the bright moon, but in the end she discovered that what she saw was still clouds and mist after she pushed through the clouds and mist. She couldn't find what she wanted either.

Zuo Si really couldn't figure it out clearly, and she didn't bother to continue thinking. She raised her hand and rubbed the space between her brows, trying her best to let herself forget all these things.

She stuffed all the blood-stained clothes and shoes into a trash bag, then took them downstairs and threw them into the trash can.

From last night to now, Su Wan has been busy for such a long time. Although she has obtained a lot of useful information, it is too much. Zuo Si couldn't figure out these things, so she inevitably felt a little anxious in her heart.

However, those feelings of anxiety and pleasure disappeared again. Although she is aware that the thing is in the dark now, with the special attention of that thing to her, even if she doesn't look for it deliberately, that thing will automatically appear in front of her. in front of.

In this world, her task is to gain the hatred of the Bixian. Now that she has determined who the Bixian is, she just needs to attack the Bixian. As for the other things that appear, they should belong to side tasks. If you can't figure it out, don't think about it. Even if you can't finish it, there will be no hindrance.

Forcing himself to forget those messy thoughts in his head, Zuo Si yawned and wanted to go to rest.

However, Zuo Si hasn't eaten since last night. She was thinking about other things before, so she didn't feel hungry in her stomach. Zuo Si simply made a dinner to fill his rebellious stomach.

Mutao's house is very big, but because she was the only one there, the whole house looked a bit deserted. After Zuo Si finished eating, washed up, and lay down on the bed, she sank into the soft mattress, smelling Covering her body with a quilt that smelled faintly of jasmine, she slowly closed her eyes, trying to fall into a deep sleep.

After such a busy day, Zuo Si was actually a little tired mentally, and her body protested, but after she closed her eyes, she still couldn't feel a trace of sleepiness. After closing her eyes for a while, Zuo Si turned to Opening her eyes, she looked at the white ceiling above her head, Zuo Si's eyes were filled with emptiness.

Now she has got too much information, Zuo Si thinks that a lot of information is useless, she wants to throw away those useless information, but when she wants to throw away all the useless information that she thinks At that time, another voice in her head told her that what she saw, knew, and thought was not necessarily the truth.

An inexplicable feeling of irritability kept haunting her heart. Zuo Si closed her eyes, trying to force herself to sleep, but even with her eyes closed, she couldn't fall into a deep sleep, and the feeling of irritability became stronger and stronger. She was not a smart person in the first place, and the accumulation of such a large number of clues directly froze her brain, and her anxiety became more and more intense.

In the end, Zuo Si simply got up from the bed, took out a pen and paper, and wrote down the information he had found now one by one.

However, when these things were in her mind, Zuo Si felt very chaotic. When she wrote all these things out, she only felt more chaotic. The things she wrote down did not help her, but made Zuo Si Falling into an even more anxious situation, Zuo Si completely surrendered when she saw the names of people on the notebook. She threw the notebook aside, and then threw the pen aside.

In this world, she finally wanted to take the initiative to complete her task, but when she wanted to take the initiative to complete it, she found that the difficulty of her task seemed to be constantly increasing.

Zuo Si raised his hand and rubbed his forehead vigorously, trying to stabilize his emotions.

Now it is known that the problem is the half-faced female ghost Su Xinghe, Song Anming, and the unidentified thing contained in the coffin in the construction site behind. There should be some kind of connection between these two. If they are connected in series, she The current problems encountered may be easily solved.

Taking a red pen and circling the names of these people a few times, the white paper was quickly messed up by Zuo Si.

The white paper was a mess, and the names of the people inside were all covered by red lines, and the too bright red pen was stuck everywhere. At first glance, it looked like a big ball of blood was smeared on the white paper.

Looking at these messy white papers, Zuo Si's expression was a little dazed. She seemed to have thought of something, but those inspirations appeared too fast and disappeared too fast. Before she could think clearly, those inspirations had already disappeared.

Zuo Si stared blankly at the white paper in front of her, but after thinking about it, she couldn't come up with any clues, so she crumpled the white paper into a ball and threw it into the trash can beside her.

After venting so much, Zuo Si's anxiety eased a lot, Zuo Si felt a little sleepy, she returned to the bed, and soon fell asleep.

Zuo Si slept extremely restlessly that night, she seemed to be dreaming, but Zuo Si didn't know what happened in the dream at all.

After sinking in the dream for a long time, the sky brightened up, and when the first ray of sunlight came in through the window, Zuo Si also woke up, she opened her eyes, looked at the white ceiling above her head, and felt a sense of emptiness in her heart a feeling of.

After lying down for a long time, Zuo Si blinked her eyes, and her consciousness slowly returned. She seemed to have thought of something suddenly, and she sat up from the bed suddenly.

She was so busy checking up on Bixian all day yesterday that she completely forgot that she still had a lot of homework to do, and school would start tomorrow, and if she didn't finish her homework, she might be in big trouble.

After thinking of this, Zuo Si couldn't care about anything else, she quickly got up from the bed, washed up briefly, and then ran to the study to do her homework.

There are a lot of homework in high school, and Zuo Si's speed is also very fast. With so many homework, Zuo Si finished all of them in a short time.

After finishing the homework, Zuo Sixin didn't have so many messy thoughts in his heart.

As expected, I was too free before, and if I had something to do, I wouldn't have so much time to ask for trouble.

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