The little wish under the starry sky of TFboys

"When" "Today."

"Then I think you'd better forget about it." Wang Yuan said, "The story I told is half true and half false. I suggest you don't go."

Wang Yiyi rolled her eyes: "Wang Yuan, I won't believe your words anymore."

"Then I'm going too!"

Face changing is faster than flipping a book!This was Wang Yiyi's first thought.

"Don't look at me with your wretched eyes." Wang Yuan pretended to be scared and turned Qiange 180, hiding behind her and said, "It's because I saw those things, because I am willing to entrust my life to a scary person." The main street? And there may be no dead bodies."

……

Wang Yiyi was speechless.

Wang Yuan turned the drawer upside down, and finally found the crumpled piece of paper.

"Saturday night, No. 58 Witch's Neighborhood, dare to come

"Signature: 8-"

"I'm going too!" A familiar yet immature voice sounded.

That's right, it's from Chu Chenyou!

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Saturday night.

The night is quiet; the wind is chilly.

They were standing in a place full of mysterious atmosphere at this time.

Behind it is a memorial archway: "Witch Street", and the three words covered by ink can be vaguely seen: "Crescent Street".

"A group of guys who are difficult for others." Qian Ge's words broke the mysterious atmosphere around.

"Huo Da, Huo Da..." The voice that sounded from time to time scared everyone.

Wang Yiyi swallowed her saliva, she shouldn't have mentioned such weird things in the first place.

"We..." Wang Junkai kept cheering himself up in his heart, "Let's go in." The seemingly calm tone buried how much panic and helplessness behind his back.

No one answered him.

They just took a step forward in tacit understanding.

Chu Chenyou, who was walking at the end, noticed carefully that in a certain corner, there was a person staring at them like prey, his eyes were full of greed and hatred.

An inexplicable emotion kept spreading in my heart...

Tonight is destined to change.

What should be changed has not changed, but what should not have changed has.

When you meet someone or something, you are bound to feel flustered.

"I found number 58!" Wang Yiyi shone the light of the flashlight on the house number next to her.

That is a house number made of stone, it should have a very long history.

"That's not 58, it's 88." Yi Yang Qianxi saw through it at a glance, "Because of time, some strokes have been polished, and you look like a number, but he is not the one you see in front of you."

"Why don't we search separately, it should be faster this way." Wang Yuan suggested.

It was equivalent to changing ways to cover up his inner fear.

"Okay!"

Wang Yiyi said that she would be in a group with Wang Junkai alone, and the rest of them would be in the same group.

As the night grew darker, Yi Yang Qianxi tightly held Chu Chenyou's hand.

"Qiange, Wang Yuan!"

No one answered.

"Yuyou, we got separated from them, hold my hand tightly."

Hope was rekindled in the confused eyes, Chu Chenyou held Yi Yang Qianxi nervously, her body trembling, as if she saw something she shouldn't see.

On a moonlit night, a fire ignited suddenly and mercilessly devoured everything in the darkness, falling into an endless abyss.

Qian Ge suddenly pushed Wang Yuan away.

Witch Street is connected to the alley leading to her house.

All that ignited in front of her eyes was her beloved home.

She wanted to rush in, but was stopped by Wang Yuan: "Qiange, it's useless for you to go in like this!"

"No, nothing..." she murmured.

As everyone knows, a video that suddenly went viral on the Internet pushed her into the abyss of crime.

Qian Ge tightly held the ring in this hand, which she picked up at the door when she rushed in just now.