The vision blurred by tears began to change, the whole world was spinning, Xie Jin covered his head, and there were countless screams in his ears, and his head seemed to burst with pain.

"Don't move! Don't let go!"

Someone's voice sounded not far away with the wind, Xie Jin looked up a little out of strength, but was fascinated by the sudden nameless wind.

wind? How can there be wind here?

He tried to focus his eyes, he saw the cracked concrete floor under his feet, then turned his head to look up, and Ji Xiangye was standing facing him just an arm's distance away.

No, that can't be called standing. Ji Xiangye's whole body is leaning back, his upper body is almost sticking out, and behind him is an intricate ruin made of reinforced concrete.

"...Aye?"

When Xie Jin woke up from a dream, he suddenly found out what was behind Ji Xiangye, and also noticed that this guy had no protective measures, and the only load-bearing fulcrum was the hand that was tightly clasped with him.

"You're already surrounded, put down the hostages, if you have any requests, you can mention them!" Not far away were dozens of white lights, which made Xie Jin's eyes dizzy. He squinted to see those figures, and found that they were wearing Uniform police uniform.

How is this going? What the hell is going on?

Xie Jin was confused by the situation in front of him, so he raised his other hand and clasped the wrist of the hand he and Ji Xiangye clasped tightly, trying to pull the man up with his own weight.

It was just such a pulling action, but it aroused the vigilance of the police who formed a circle not far away. They calmly told Xie Jin not to move, and were gradually moving closer to this side.

Xie Jin wants to raise his hand to show that he is not malicious, but he will be in a dilemma. Raising his hand and waiting for the police to approach is the wisest choice, but at the same time, he has a high probability that Ji Xiangye will be directly affected by the unloading of one hand. fall.

The brain reacted in an instant, Xie Jin knew that he should signal loudly and grasp Ji Xiangye's arm at the same time, but the moment he opened his mouth, Ji Xiangye, who was only half an arm away, suddenly let out a pitiful laugh.

"You want to save him, but do you think I would let you save someone under my nose so easily?"

Xie Jin looked at the man who was close at hand. It was obviously the most familiar face in his memory, but at this time, he was so unfamiliar as if he had changed a person, a stranger whose soul had been replaced from the inside out.

"Who are you? You are not Aye!"

Aware that something was wrong, Xie Jin didn't let go of the hand that was holding the other party. His intuition told him that he couldn't let go, even though he didn't know what he was pulling at this time.

"I'm not? No, when I talk to you with this face, I become him, he is me and I am him."

The impostor pretending to be Ji Xiangye laughed wildly. He didn't seem worried that the police would notice him. He grabbed Xie Jin's collar with his backhand, "Are you confused? That can only blame you for disturbing the shrine."

"It's like Pandora's Box, once something is triggered, it can't be closed again." The counterfeit grabbed Xie Jin's collar fiercely, pushed back against Xie Jin's chest while releasing his hand, and then let his body go After falling down, "The curse will haunt you and make you suffer!"

Xie Jin felt that his body was being dragged forward. At the same time, he widened his eyes, watching the wind mess Ji Xiangye's hair, the unfamiliar figure like a wild bird whose wings had been folded, falling rapidly in the night.

"Bang!"

There was a roar not far away, and the bullet was one step faster than Xie Jin, hitting his left thigh before he could jump down.

Xie Jin jumped forward at the moment he was hit, and he was like a puppet that lost his string, and was severely suppressed to the ground by the police who rushed up behind him.

The cheeks were pressed against the concrete floor and rubbed, and it quickly became hot and painful. The left thigh below the hip bone lost consciousness, and the punctured tendon was only painful and woody, and there was no time to respond.

On the contrary, the police threw Xie Jin to the ground like a wolf, with the weight of several adult men on his body, and his arms were clipped behind his back and cuffed. trapped in the chest.

The imagination was shattered, Xie Jin widened his eyes with tears in his eyes, and kept repeating the muffled sound of heavy objects hitting the ground from a height in his mind, and the sticky sound of his flesh became clearer in the dark night.

He knew that Aye was dead.

Died in an ordinary dark night, in front of him, he didn't even know what caused Ji Xiangye's abnormal behavior, that person made Ah Ye die in front of him at a very fast speed.

I don't know if his chest was suppressed too hard, and he was panting dully. Xie Jin was panting heavily, his emotions were like waves, which made him go crazy uncontrollably.

"Ah, Ah, Ah Ye..."

Xie Jin struggled to call Ji Xiangye's name, but no one answered him. The only answer was that the police suppressed and reprimanded him harder, "Don't move! Be honest!"

In a daze, Xie Jin heard the conversation on the police walkie-talkie, as if he was confirming whether the person who fell from the building was dead.

When he heard "confirmed that there are no vital signs", great sadness engulfed him in an instant like a tide, Xie Jin couldn't hold it anymore, his eyes went dark and his whole body softened.

And then there are the blurry memory fragments, he doesn't remember how he was taken away from here, he only remembers the double image of the hospital's shadowless lamp shaking directly above, and the repeated torture in the interrogation room.

Xie Jin didn't even know what he said, but in his state, even if he defended himself, he was regarded as nonsense because of things that ordinary people couldn't understand, so after obtaining no evidence, he was sent to the mental hospital.

His body seemed to be lighter, Xie Jin looked at those past memories from a third-party perspective, his face was a little numb, he didn't know what expression to use to face his former self.

He saw himself writing sorry countless times on the white wall with fingers with broken nails in the mental hospital. Later, his fingers were ground to blood and blood, and he was restrained by the medical staff with hindsight.

Apology is like a seed buried deep in my heart, springing up like mushrooms after a rain, and even the final right to express it is deprived. Xie Jin is kept in a single ward all day long, his cheeks are getting thinner, and the old light in his eyes is also blocked. obliterate.

The doctor increased the dose of the medicine, and he began to become taciturn, but thanks to the blessing of no longer self-torture, he was finally pushed out of the ward to bask in the sun on the open space covered with steel mesh.

"Don't watch it, I don't want to..." Xie Jin wept silently in the emptiness, he didn't want to see himself in the mental hospital, it was undoubtedly destroying the most vulnerable side of his heart, reminding the past that those things were all It's his fault that happens.

"Chirp..."

He saw himself sitting in front of the tightly sealed window, with a black ball of hair in his hand. The little guy was really too small, only half the size of his palm.

The lights in the ward were not turned on, and the moonlight shone on the bed through the lattice windows. The black hairballs appeared out of nowhere, looking very weak, compared to the current Xie Jin, it was even worse.

He knew that the black hairball was something that no one could see, so he didn't react when the little guy hugged his fingers and sucked blood hungrily.

In this way, fresh blood was provided for a while, and the little guy regained his energy. He could even turn into a black cat and roll around in Xie Jin's palm. He named the little guy Jiu, but he seldom called this in front of other people. name.

He didn't want to be regarded as mentally ill anymore, he began to learn to hide himself, to hide the existence of Jiu, he finally stopped giving up on himself, and wanted to escape from here.

Xie Jin, who was floating in nothingness, stagnated slightly, and suddenly an invisible force pulled him upwards, and his eyes fell into darkness again, but it was not complete darkness.

Something licked his face vaguely, Xie Jin's eyelids trembled, but he still slowly opened his eyes.

The thing came back to his face again, Xie Jin hadn't had time to see it clearly, but he felt the familiar feeling, he raised his hand and touched in front of him indiscriminately, and he really felt a large group of furry existence.

He squinted his eyes, and found a black lion standing in front of him, with black fur all over his body, and his golden eyes shining brightly. He recognized this lion, and this black lion had been by his side when he was in Jincheng Academy of Fine Arts.

"Chirp?"