The piercing car horns were blaring, and the commercial square was crowded with people.
It was already getting a little dark, and the giant advertising screens and street lights came on one after another, clearly illuminating the pedestrians hidden in the darkness.
Like a rat in the gutter, suddenly illuminated by light, unable to hide. I could only scream and crawl through quickly, then crawl into the darkness again.
Xie Zhixing was sitting in the car, and the weak light shone on his face through the window glass, and his face began to become blurry.
He looked at the other version of himself that appeared on the advertising screen. It looked like him, but not like him.
His vision seemed to be covered with a layer of fog, the noise in his ears seemed to be far away from him, and his head began to buzz.
The agent in front turned around and seemed to say something to him. Xie Zhixing could no longer hear clearly. He could only see his bright red lips opening and closing, and the corners of his mouth slowly cracked, as if he was about to open his mouth in the next second. .
"Boss, boss." Seeing that he was in a bad state, the agent called him twice more in confusion.
Xie Zhixing seemed to be waking up from a big dream, his eyes slowly focused, "...what?"
The agent looked at him thoughtfully, but did not mention what had just happened. He just said: "There will be a magazine interview at ten o'clock tomorrow morning."
Xie Zhixing's eyes looked out the window again, and the street lights illuminated his face pale.
Xie Zhixing closed his eyes slightly to cover up the deep tiredness in his eyes. There was no emotion in his voice, "Push."
"What?" The agent didn't respond. Xie Zhixing was always conscientious in the assigned work and never showed up late and left early on purpose. Therefore, he was highly regarded in the industry.
And this interview is also at a time that has been agreed upon long ago...
The agent looked hesitant. He wanted to say something, but when he saw Xie Zhixing's well-jointed hand resting on the window, he was nervously picking at the leather next to the window.
The intact car skin was scratched by nails, and wrinkled white marks immediately appeared on it, but Xie Zhixing seemed oblivious.
The agent stopped talking.
This was not the first time that Xie Zhixing had seen him behave like this. He remembered that when he first saw him, he even approached him and asked him what was wrong.
He still remembers that scene. Xie Zhixing, who usually had a kind and polite face, seemed to have changed. He looked at him with dark and cold eyes. In the scorching heat, he actually felt a chill down his spine.
But soon Xie Zhixing changed back to his original appearance, as if everything just happened was just his illusion, but the cold sweat on his back clearly told him that everything really happened.
So when he saw a similar situation happen later, he just turned a blind eye and pretended he didn't see anything.
However... Xie Zhixing's abnormality has become more and more frequent recently...
After Xie Zhixing was sent to the hotel, the agent left first.
Xie Zhixing's face was pale. He didn't turn on the light. He walked into the room step by step and looked at the face in the mirror, which was constantly changing his expression as he talked to him.
"boom!"
When he felt severe pain in his hand, Xie Zhixing realized that the mirror in front of him had been shattered into a spider web.
His face was divided into pieces by broken lenses, as if there were many Xie Zhixings, or as if he was tied to a spider web.
He stared blankly at the thick red blood dripping down the mirror, as if he was possessed by a nightmare. Red occupied his retinas, and everything around him became bright red.
It looks weird and ridiculous.
Xie Zhixing stared at it for a while, his black eyes slowly turning in his narrow eye sockets. He turned on the faucet again.
The shards of glass pierced into the flesh, but Xie Zhixing felt no pain. He put his hand under the water and rushed. The pure water was dyed red and flowed down the sewer.
The sound in his ears continued. The last catharsis did not stabilize him. Instead, it was like drugs, making his condition worse and worse.
Xie Zhixing tremblingly took out the medicine from the suitcase, poured a handful into his hand, put it into his mouth without counting, and chewed it dry without drinking water.
The medicine quickly took effect, the sounds disappeared, and the wounds on my hands ached faintly.
His heart was as calm as a dead lake, and he was buried alone in it, at the bottom of the deepest, darkest lake.
Xie Zhixing sat in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, quietly looking at the bustling night scene outside.
In the boundless darkness, he suddenly remembered the bird. When he wanted to pull it to sink into hell with him, it ran away.
He was kind of thinking about it now.
…
As soon as Qi Shang said this, not only Shen Jiao but also everyone was shocked.
The most intimate relationship... Shen Jiao didn't find him at all in the memory of the original owner, okay? !
[System, this, this, this, what is going on? 】
The system quickly gave the answer, [He is a high school classmate of the original owner. 】
After being reminded by the system, Shen Jiao found the shadow of this person from the vague memory of the original owner.
When the original owner was in high school, he was mentally disturbed due to long-term abuse and suppression from his aunt's family. During school, she was always alone, and no one could attract her attention.
Qi Shang is her deskmate. Although he often misses classes and is away from school, he is indeed the one who has the most contact with her.
"...Qi Shang?"
Qi Shang laughed, "Do you recognize me now?"
Shen Jiao noticed An Jianxi's eyes and quickly explained: "Don't get me wrong, we were just high school classmates before. We were not very close..."
But in An Jianxi's eyes, her explanation was simply trying to hide the truth. She gritted her teeth, thinking that something must have happened to them that she didn't know about!
But she didn't dare to ask Qi Shang. After all, her relationship with Qi Shang was only the result of her hard work. If Qi Shang was unhappy, he would dump her in a matter of minutes.
So she could only grit her teeth and swallow it, holding Qi Shang's arm and acting coquettishly at him, "Qi Shang, it's so late now, you can take me back."
Qi Shang glanced at her, and it was obvious what An Jianxi's words meant. Although An Jianxi was stupid, her gorgeous face and hot figure were his favorite, so he would have readily agreed if it was normal.
But looking at her today, I always felt that there was a lack of interest and that something was missing.
An Jianxi saw that he did not agree immediately, but was thinking about something. So she got closer and rubbed his arm again, showing weakness and saying: "I'm scared to go back alone at night..."
"You came alone?" Qi Shang frowned, obviously not believing her words.
An Jianxi is a person who pays attention to pomp and circumstance wherever he goes. Not only does he ask for a luxury car, but he also has to have someone by his side at all times. How could he be here alone?
Faced with Qi Shang's doubts, An Jianxi lied without blinking: "Well, they sent me here and left."
"That's okay." An Jianxi said so, and Qi Shang couldn't ignore her, so he agreed.
Before leaving, Qi Shang said hello to Shen Jiao and said that they would get together when they were free in the future...
Shen Jiao didn't take his words seriously and gave a perfunctory hum.
After Qi Shang and An Jianxi left, the celebration banquet ended soon. Shen Jiao stood up from her seat and wanted to go back.
After taking only a few steps, he staggered and fell to the side somewhat unsteadily.
"careful."
Someone immediately supported her, holding her arm with one hand, and wrapped the other hand around her waist, and pinched the soft flesh around her waist.
Shen Jiao was stunned by his little move, and her unsaid thank you was choked in her throat.
"You're drunk, let me take you back." Without waiting for Shen Jiao to speak, she hugged her forcefully and walked out.
