"Who am I?"
"Where do I come from" "Where do I want to go again?"
A girl wearing a long gray woolen coat with hair that naturally hangs down to her waist is wandering the streets late at night.
This woman has natural and delicate willow eyebrows, a pair of smart peach blossom eyes full of confusion, and the small light brown dot in the corner of her right eye makes her look even more pitiful at this moment.
She looked around.
On the left was a closed subway station, and on the right was a 24-hour fast food restaurant, but it was not very popular.
The empty streets seemed to be filled with only the whimpering of the night wind.
She slowly sat on the steps leaning against the door of the fast food restaurant.
The warm yellow light shone on her body, which seemed to give her a little warmth, but only as if.
She just sat motionless like this.
In her eyes, the streets were very lively with "people" coming and going, but only she could see it.
At this time, a slant-eyed man with a fruit knife stuck in his chest but without a drop of blood noticed the woman.
Abnormal flames appeared in his eyes, and he floated towards her ferociously with a strange smile.
The woman was unmoved.
Seeing this situation, the strange and dead ghosts all around also gathered around.
The coldness at the door of the store even made the store clerk shiver.
She also subconsciously checked the air conditioner in her store that was obviously working normally.
Suddenly, those "demons" screamed and dispersed like birds and beasts.
The male ghost with slanted eyes retreated slowly.
The ghost screamed and turned into green smoke, with a strong stench.
In an instant, the lively scene returned to silence, with a sense of intertwining time.
As if there was something attractive, the woman looked forward.
The dark sky was torn open by the glow, and a few bits of gray-white paint were squeezed out, dipped in some orange beauty.
At the street corner, there was someone in a white shirt floating in the air.
Gone with the wind, his smooth black hair was also not restrained at all.
He stepped on some dazzling white light and walked slowly.
His face was somewhat vague and he refused to let anyone see it.
"Your name is Jian Fan, my wife."
Regardless of whether it was a lie or not, the moment she opened her mouth, she could clearly see the paleness of the man's lips.
The curve of the man's lips sounded a bit unrestrained and romantic.
His voice was very soft, but it did not need to be suppressed deliberately.
The low temptation is like the clear waves rising on the lake, which can't stop for a while.
He attracted her.
She nodded, got up from the ground, and stared straight at him with her charming eyes.
He had already noticed the abnormality in the air, and did not make any movement, but she felt the breeze that was not cold, but unexpectedly warm.
"My name is Rong Nan, let's go home."
The sixteen words he said when they first met determined their destiny in this life.
No one ever regretted it.
He turned around gracefully, his hair flying as if brushing against her face.
It was cool and had a tear-like touch.
She wanted to hold his hand, but the moment her fingers passed through his body, she made a fist instead.
There was a moment of trance.
By the time she came to her senses, he had almost disappeared around the corner.
Her calm eyes suddenly cracked and shattered into silent ripples.
Her footsteps suddenly became faster and bolder, chasing after his back.
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Then she saw him stop.
Together they disappeared down the street.
At this moment, the nascent sunshine finally lazily filled the entire sky.
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