I heard that you are the illegitimate son of Hades?

"Meow--"

A shrill cat cry pierced the sky.

Night is still here.

Jiang Han got off his bicycle and the tire was flat, so he had to push the bicycle alone in the night.

Strange, why is there no one on the street?

Only then did he dully realize that Baicheng, which was supposed to be brightly lit with neon lights and filled with all kinds of pop music, now only had a few street lights shining coldly on the small street.

A full moon hangs high in the very center of the night sky, without a single star around it.Even the brightest North Star can be eclipsed when the night is darkened to the extreme.

"Meow--"

A meow came from the crossroads, and the air was filled with a strong stench. It seemed that there was a strange fragrance mixed with it, which was the strange fragrance that lived on the woman in 416!

Fragrance and stink are mixed together, and no matter how pleasant the smell is, it will be assimilated and become stinky.

It was the smell of the white cat on the stairs in the afternoon!

Tonight is... the fifteenth day of the seventh month of the lunar calendar, that is... the Ghost Festival...

The ghost door is wide open, and the hungry ghosts flee.

Not good, Sun Siming!

He dropped his bicycle and ran towards the intersection, where there was only a cat licking its paws, its white fur was stained red with blood.Under the street lamp, its emerald eyes are even more eerie.

Jiang Han saw Sun Siming lying in the middle of the intersection, wearing the daytime shirt on his upper body, but he couldn't see clearly.There's a messy hole in the left chest, it's the cat!It used its claws to dig out the heart under the ribs alive, and the blood flowed out of the hole like a fountain, and its body was already bright red.

He looked at the scene in front of him without moving, his eyes widened, and he looked directly at the cat.

The white cat seemed to be spiritual. It barked at him, took light steps, stepped on a line with its four paws, and walked slowly towards him.

no, do not want……

Jiang Han subconsciously took a few steps back, staggering and leaning against the fence on the side of the road.

"Can you see me?"

The white cat spoke slowly, but it was a woman's voice. It tilted its head and looked at Jiang Han.

Hearing what it said, Jiang Han noticed that there was no shadow under the white cat in front of him, and the blood-stained gray hair looked very abrupt under the street lamp.

Oh no, did the cat talk?Or a girly voice? !

No, no, Jiang Han, you have some strange concerns.

He patted his head.

The white cat narrowed its eyes, licked the black blood on its paws, and let out a cry of excitement.

Dust from other places floated in the air, the dark road was cut off from the intersection, the road surface was torn apart from the middle like a chocolate cake, the ground was instantly covered with cracks, and the section was a layer of clear textured soil. There is also the crust that stretches for thousands of miles.

He turned his head, and the tall building behind him was divided into two halves from the bottom because of the fracture of the foundation. The 38-story building was crumbling under the night sky.There were cracks crawling on the wall on the ground floor, and the glass shattered all over the floor.

"Be careful—" A figure came out from nowhere, and hugged Jiang Han who was still in a daze to stay away from tall buildings.

The man was wearing a large white coat, his arms were wrapped around his waist, and he ran away with him without any explanation.

"Chu Ci?" Jiang Han saw clearly the person beside him in a panic. The young man's side face was uneven, like a character in a comic, and the corners of his cynical eyes were outlined with one stroke.Chu Ci looked at him sideways, "Do you still remember me?"

His eyes were full of affection and surprise, Jiang Han couldn't understand that affection.

"I, I, I...Of course I remember you, isn't it you who lost the memory?"

During their conversation, tens of thousands of cracks instantly appeared on the ground of Baicheng, like open wounds, all over the Baicheng.

The amorous weeping willows on both sides of the road were still dancing with the wind, and the big banyan tree suddenly fell and sank into the crack, startling the crows perched on the tree.

The whole city was torn apart, the ground was shaking and the mountains were shaking, as if something wanted to crawl out of the ground.

The International Trade Building behind Jiang Han suddenly collapsed at this time, breaking and falling from the No.14 floor. Tens of millions of pieces reflect the faint moonlight that is almost invisible in the sky.

"Hey! Be careful..." Chu Ci saw the shards of glass falling from the top of Jiang Han's head, shining brightly.

He stretched his arms around Jiang Han's neck and pulled him into his arms.

Jiang Han hid in his arms, letting those ruthless fragments fall on him.

A piece of glass fell vertically and pierced into Chu Ci's left shoulder impartially. He let out a muffled snort, and only cared about hugging the person in his arms to protect him.Blood overflowed and dripped on Jiang Han's face.

"Chu Ci..."

Jiang Han broke free from his embrace, just for a moment, he felt that Chu Ci in front of him seemed very strange.

His every movement, every expression, and every look in his eyes are full of care and strong emotion.

He seemed to be a different person, he was still just a stranger at school this afternoon, why now...

In the next second, before Jiang Han's thoughts came back, Chu Ci had already stepped forward, reached out to block the back of his head, lowered his head, and the kiss of a butterfly was imprinted on Jiang Han's lips unexpectedly.

Jiang Han didn't have time to struggle, his mind went blank, and he let him kiss him like this.Chu Ci seemed to be greedy for his breathing and heartbeat, and slowly hugged him into his arms, the sound of his heartbeat rang in his ears.

The night wind full of dust and dust blew by, the street lamps shone on Chu Ci's long eyelashes, and shadows fell under his eyes. He slowly groped for the lines on the other's lips, gently pried open his teeth, and tasted his mouth. The bright red taste buds on the tip of the tongue are tender and lingering.His lips were cold and thin, and Jiang Han's mind was buzzing.

Just like an earthquake, the city collapsed and turned into ruins in an instant, and countless dust in the air fell to the ground.

The night was soft and cold, and there was no more noise. The moon on the fifteenth day was shining gently and silently on Jiang Han and Chu Ci.

It took a long time for Jiang Han to react. He opened his eyes forcefully, and the person in front of him was still Chu Ci who was a stranger that afternoon.With eyes full of joy and admiration, he came from another world just to kiss him again.

STOP!

I... I was kissed forcibly! !

Still a man!

Jiang Han came back to his senses, and subconsciously bit his tongue, a fishy sweetness spread slowly between his lips and teeth, he pushed Chu Ci away, but before he left his hand, he was pulled into his arms again.

Chu Ci's strength was so great that Jiang Han couldn't break free and had to be hugged by him like this, holding him tightly like a treasure that had been lost for many years, afraid that he would lose it again.

"Chu...Chu Ci?"

"Ah?" He came to his senses, slowly loosened his hands holding Jiang Han, and let go of him reluctantly.

"Hold... sorry," Jiang Han saw the tears flickering in the corner of his eyes, Chu Ci lowered his head, his brows were covered by his long bangs, Jiang Han couldn't really see his eyes.

"I got the wrong person."

His voice was small and choked with sobs.

Although they are all the same person, Jiang Han can be sure that the person in front of him is definitely not the Chu Ci who just transferred to Baicheng No. [-] Middle School this afternoon, who has no impression of him at all.

"Who are you?" He asked the person in front of him blankly.

"I..." A long knife suddenly appeared in his hand, with a bloody red light, and he could feel the oncoming killing intent just by looking at it.

That was Chu Ci's knife. Chu Ci used this knife to chop Wu Shi's fantasy and lead him away from the dormitory that was bankrupt and back to reality.

He raised the long knife in his hand, stepped forward quickly, grabbed Jiang Han's wrist and took him behind him, and slashed straight at the oncoming soul behind Jiang Han.

The souls of the dead dissipated in the air. It should have been a blue-black night sky covered with ink. At this time, the clouds were rolling, and the light jumped back and forth between the red dark clouds, like a ball of fire, which instantly ignited the entire sky, forming a dark sky in the middle. The huge void was like the end of the world, the sky was flashing with lightning, the thunder was roaring, and the surrounding dark clouds were covered with red snake-like lightning, creating a bloodbath.

The remnant night was torn apart by the turbulent light, and at dawn, Baicheng no longer existed. The bodies of parents were buried under the ruins, and the broken corpses of friends lay under the steel bars.The homeland disappeared and was replaced by a wasteland.

In the dark clouds piled up layer after layer, the direct rays of light exposed, and the raindrops fell, which was formed by the converging blood of hundreds of millions of red rain.

The earth was shaken, the whole world abandoned him to sleep forever, only he survived.

Jiang Han staggered and fell to the ground, burying his head in his arms.

"In the end what happened?"

Chu Ci clenched the long knife, and quickly moved to chop up every soul that tried to approach him, "Jiang Han, this is an ancient soul..."

"Baicheng... is a sacrificial offering."

Countless ghosts gathered in the clouds, roaring towards the earth, all the ghosts cried together, the sound was deafening, the ruins were shaken into powder, revealing the lacquered red crust.

Chu Ci quietly looked at the red and black sky, and all the surrounding ghosts rushed towards the hole in the sky, filling the gap.

This day has come.

He looked up at Jiang Han, he probably didn't remember anything...

Sure enough, this is the price of changing history.