Intensive Cultivation Manual

At [-]:[-], the mobile phone still hadn't received the message, and the homework was over. The bored Shen Fan moved a stool and sat by the window in a daze. The street lights gradually turned on, but there was no one under them.

At eleven o'clock, the man still didn't come, worried that his sister would find out that he was not asleep, so Shen Fan turned off the light and looked out the window at the deserted street.

The lonely and dim light hit the road, looking bleak, but there was still no sign of that person.

Will you come?Still not coming?

Shen Fan lowered his eyes slightly, faintly feeling drowsy, resting his chin with one hand and looking at his face reflected on the glass window, it was somewhat similar to the mother in his memory, with thin cheeks, gloomy eyes, The out-of-focus line of sight seems to be just a puppet that has lost its soul, but it is a face that looks good in the eyes of others.

Probably because it resembled his mother, Shen Fan didn't dislike this face, even though he was once called a "beauty" as a man, all he could do was laugh it off.

In a trance, the face reflected through the window seemed to see his mother's gentle smile, stretched out his fingers unconsciously, and lightly touched the glass window, the cold touch brought Shen Fan back to his senses, only his lost heart was reflected on it. face only.

He glanced at the time on the phone, it was already twelve o'clock, he wouldn't be here today.

Shen Fan got up and closed the curtains, but did not lock the windows, and went back to bed to sleep.

The sudden absence made Shen Fan toss and turn on the bed, very sleepy, but unable to fall asleep.

One point and one point.

Suddenly there was a slight sound on the glass window, which was very clear in the quiet room.Shen Fan suddenly sat up from the bed, turned his head to stare at the familiar figure reflected outside the curtains, threw off the quilt and ran out of bed barefoot.

The people outside the window knocked on the glass window with their fingers, as if they were waiting for Shen Fan's response, and at the same time received a message from him on his mobile phone.

[have you slept? ]

Shen Fan opened the curtains, and there was a person sitting on the window sill outside the window at this moment, with his back facing Shen Fan, wearing a black hoodie and hat, and carrying a backpack on his back, which seemed to contain some tools.The faint light on the mobile phone illuminated his side, and he couldn't see the outline clearly with the mask on, but Shen Fan knew clearly that it was that person.

He reached out and knocked on the glass window, and the people outside turned around and noticed Shen Fan. After seeing Shen Fan pointing to the left, he moved to the left cooperatively. Shen Fan opened the window on the right and let him climb in.

There was no light in the room, and the moment the man's feet landed on the ground, Shen Fan felt the difference in stature between this man and him. His shoulders were wider than him, half a head taller than him, and his chest was much stronger than Shen Fan's. Shen Fan's figure overwhelmed him.

The man who turned his back to the light outside the window was silent, his eyes immersed in the darkness were fixed on Shen Fan, with strange emotions surging in his pupils, he stretched out his hand and slowly approached Shen Fan.

"Do... what?" In view of the sudden attack during the day, Shen Fan trembled subconsciously, and leaned back.

Shen Fan's reaction made the man pause for a moment, he stretched out his hand to button the collar of Shen Fan's pajamas lightly, brushed the broken hair by his ear, put down his hand and walked past him towards the closet.

Shen Fan stared blankly at the man's actions, looked down at the pajamas in puzzlement, turned around and followed him to the cabinet.

The man looked up at the cabinet, turned his head to glance at Shen Fan, and whispered in his ear, "I'll take care of these things, you go to sleep, you have class tomorrow."

"But you alone—"

"Hush." ​​The man put his index finger against his lips, and the room was quiet for two seconds, his eyes hidden in the shadows scanned the room, and then he asked in a low voice, "Is there anyone else in your family?" ?”

"Just me and my sister...and you."

"Is that so..." His voice was low, his expression could not be seen clearly in the shadows, and he couldn't figure out what he was thinking at the moment.

After a slight pause, he suddenly stretched out his hand and hugged Shen Fan up, and in Shen Fan's silent panic, he gently placed it on the side of the bed, lowered his eyes and whispered, "You look so good in pajamas, so I don't want to It's got something else on it, I'll do it, you go to sleep."

"I can change clothes."

"Need not."

The man gently rubbed his cheek with his index finger, and after a few seconds of sticking his fingertips on his skin, he got up and walked towards the closet, closing the closet door without giving Shen Fan any chance to object.

After a few seconds of silence in the room, there was a slight creaking sound from the ceiling, intermittently and slightly.Shen Fan didn't dare to imagine what was happening on the ceiling at this moment, so he got into bed and covered his head.

The sound lasted for more than half an hour, and there was a faint smell of blood in the room. Fearing that his sister would smell it, Shen Fan got up and sprayed some air freshener in the room, but the smell was still very obvious, and he opened it again. window.

Even if that person told him to sleep, under such circumstances, he couldn't fall asleep at all.I had to lie on the bed and wait for the people above to come down.

In the dark room, he could only hear his own breathing and the sound above, and the smell of blood in the air made him unable to settle down, so he curled up under the blanket and waited for the end.

That person is his stalker, but can the stalker also calmly do what he is doing now?The words of normal people can't be suitable, or has he encountered this kind of thing before?

Shen Fan couldn't come to a conclusion, that person's expression was too calm, as if he was just eating and drinking tea, and even his voice was very stable.

Shen Fan remembered the day he called, he calmly inquired about his situation, expressed his willingness to help him, was unusually calm, and quickly figured out how to deal with it.Shen Fan's impression is only that he is a calm, unpredictable man, and other than that, he likes Shen Fan very much.This point is very obvious.

But Shen Fan is still very concerned, why does such a person like him, and where does he like him?Or when and where did they have contact?

If he had seen such a strange man before, he would definitely have an impression, but he couldn't find anything about this man in his memory.

The first point of contact was only when he called to help, and then we got to know each other.

Since when did this person silently pay attention to his every move.

Shen Fan turned over and stared at the dark room, the voice in the attic had stopped, but the man hadn't come down yet.The faint smell of blood still lingers on the tip of the nose, making it impossible to ignore.

After lasting for half a minute, there was a small sound in the closet. The closet door creaked and was opened, and the man in black came out from inside. The faint light from the window hit him, and some mottled dark colors on his black clothes could be vaguely discerned. imprint.

"Knot... Is it over?" Shen Fan sat up from the bed, looked at the man and nodded indifferently, and dragged out a big black bag from the cabinet behind him, Shen Fan knew what was inside without even thinking about it.