The car was very quiet.

The men in front of me had a quarrel when they first got in the car. After getting tired of the quarrel, they had no strength to sit in their seats and turned their heads and fell asleep.

The snoring sounded loudly.

Xu Xiaojia rubbed her head while sitting straight and staring at the road ahead.

Her face looked a little ugly.

She is not used to taking a bus. Although she had taken motion sickness medication before, she is still not very comfortable now and feels nauseous.

What I ate before seemed to be in my stomach.

Xu Xiaojia regrets that she shouldn't have eaten so much.

She could only close her mouth tightly, fearing that she would not be able to help spit it out and cause trouble for others at that time.

The thing she doesn't want to be trouble others.

So I could only sit still and look at the front of the car window, as if only in this way could she feel a little more comfortable.

I counted the time minute by minute, just thinking about arriving as soon as possible.

The last row of Zheng Yuan and Yu Weiwei's whispering sounds also came into her ears from time to time.

"That woman might be just his sister, don't take it to heart." Zheng Yuan's voice was extremely small and soft, and she patiently comforted Yu Weiwei.

Yu Weiwei was angry all night, not all for the werewolf killing, but the eldest lady felt frustrated and unwilling for the first time, and couldn't swallow that breath.

I clearly knew that I was just a stranger to him, and I didn't even say a word, but that arrogance was stubborn in my heart, which made her feel uncomfortable.

What's even worse is that looking at the woman made her feel at a disadvantage inexplicably.

Her appearance has always been widely praised throughout the school. This is the first time she has given her a feeling of being different from others.

This feeling came too quickly and defeated her and was almost defeated.

"But she really looks so familiar." Zheng Yuan thought of that face, which vaguely coincided with a vague face in her memory. But she thought hard, but she couldn't get clear.

Could it be that as Zhao Bing said, which star do you look like?

Zheng Yuan shook her head and thought to herself: "If you have the chance to go again next time, you must take a look."

"Stop talking." Yu Weiwei said impatiently, put on her headphones, and turned to the window, unwilling to pay attention to her again.

Zheng Yuan was frightened by her, stunned for a moment, curled her lips with disdain and sneered, and then moved to the other side.

Xu Xiaojia listened to them, but thought that the young lady was not only good-looking but also had a good personality. After saying a few words to her, her voice was extremely gentle.

When she smiles, she is warm and soft. After thinking about it, only the word fairy can be worthy of her.

It is really an existence worth looking forward to.

Xu Xiaojia looked down at herself.

There was a bitter touch at the corner of the lips.

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The doors and windows in the room are closed, and the curtains are tightly pulled and airtight.

Bai Zi took a small box.

He put the small box aside and opened it to reveal the equipment inside.

Shu Xin lay flat on the bed, lifted her T-shirt to reveal her abdomen. In a piece of soft and tender white skin, the scar was particularly conspicuous.

Bai Zi carefully disinfected it.

"It may hurt a little, please bear it."

Shu Xin didn't say anything, but she gritted her teeth and looked nervous. She could already see how she was feeling now.

Bai Zi held scissors in one hand and tweezers in the other hand, lifted the thread end, and put the scissors close.

Proficient and rapid movements.

The pain must be painful, but Shuxin could bear it. From beginning to end, she didn't hum until Bai Zi had finished cleaning up that she felt relieved and took a breath.

Bai Zi put down his tweezers and suddenly felt dizzy. He paused and stood there, almost unable to stand firmly. He held the cabinet next to him and did not fall.

He closed his eyes and eased.

"You have a good rest first." Bai Zi left this sentence, closed the box and left the bedroom, and reached the entrance of the stairs, holding one hand on the handrail, and seemed to be exhausted.

But he didn't stay for too long, and he was able to get up to the second floor with the handrail.

At this time, cold sweat was already experiencing on the forehead.

There is a living room, a bedroom, and a toilet on the second floor.

It has a very simple decoration and layout, and I can't tell anything special.

However, the toilet was exactly the same as the layout on the first floor, with almost every detail, no difference.

It was pitch black, and only when the sunlight shone into the black curtains could barely reflect a little light. Bai Zi entered the bedroom very skillfully and found a few bottles of medicine from the drawer.

He poured out a few pills and stuffed them directly into his mouth. He swallowed them without even drinking the water.

This situation often occurs, even when he is always nervous, his body problems also occur.

I will lose strength all of a sudden and have a split headache.

When I really can't recover, I can only take medicine.

In the past, this situation only occurred at night.

After his nightmare, his body will reach an unprecedented state of exhaustion.

But just now, when he carefully removed Shu Xin's stitches, his hands became soft in an instant. If he hadn't gritted his teeth and thrust down, he would probably not even be able to hold the scissors.

In the past, this medicine was effective within ten minutes, but today it has been fifteen minutes and it still has not relieved much.

Bai Zi sat down on the ground, with his back against the wall, and a layer of mist was covered in his clear and transparent eyes. The aura of despair was spread from him little by little.

He reached into his pocket, held the scalpel, and clenched his fingers tightly together. He wanted to take out the knife several times, but he gritted his teeth and endured it hard.

A layer of fine sweat was soaked on my forehead, wetting my hair, and my upper and lower teeth had already begun to tremble.

I really want to die like this.

How great it is to die.

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It’s time to leave tomorrow.

But since last night, she has been feeling uneasy, and for some reason, she always feels something is wrong.

No, to be precise, something is wrong with Bai Zi.

But she knew that she was alone now and was also penniless. After leaving here, she had to rely on Bai Zi for many things.

After I get back, I have to come back and thank him very much.

Shu Xin's abdomen had just been removed, and it was still a little painful. She couldn't turn over. She could only lie down like this. She closed her eyes and couldn't sleep.

The room was silent like death, and the sound of clocks ticking and moving clearly reached the ears, which even made Shu Xin count the time in his heart minute by minute.

At this moment, a slight sound came from the sofa, followed by a burst of rapid footsteps.

Shuxin tilted his head slightly.

I could vaguely see that there was no one on the sofa.

She remembered that he suddenly left this afternoon and went up to the second floor, but had not come down for a long time.

Later, when I came down, my lips were pale, and even my speech seemed to be holding on, and my whole body seemed to be at an extreme terrible state.

Shu Xin was very worried about him, but she guessed that Bai Zi's personality would not have told her.

And even if she asked, it would be of no use.

Then she heard the sound of the toilet opening.

Shu Xin listened quietly with her ears on her ears. She probably had a moment of trouble, lifted the quilt, and got out of bed.

She didn't wear shoes, she walked over barefootly.

Shu Xin tried her best to relax her steps, without making any noise. She walked through the aisle and stopped carefully by the door.

The lights were on in the toilet, but it was very dark, like the feeling of kerosene lamps in the 1960s and 1970s.

Some strange sounds can be heard.

I took a deep breath and tried to confine myself to breathe as much as possible. Then I leaned my head slightly and looked into the toilet.

Falling into his eyes were the pair of silver scalpels, which were tightly held in his hand by the boy. The blade was down and a light stroke, and blood marks were seen on his arm.

And on that arm, it was crisscrossed with scars of all sizes.

When Shu Xin's eyes finally stopped, she suddenly trembled, and it seemed as if she had lifted countless needles in her heart, shaking and falling off at any time.

The suffocation suddenly came, locking her throat and making her breathless. She turned her back, leaned against the wall, and reached out to cover her heart.
To be continued...