ABO diurnal boundary

More things happened in this day than in the previous month. Xie Jingchi, who was so sleepy that he was about to pass out, fell asleep for a long time after taking a shower and lying on the bed.

He tossed and turned, the quilt wrapped around his body again and again, almost wrapping him into a fat cocoon, but he still couldn't fall asleep.

Until the hour hand points to 1, sleepiness is long overdue.Probably because he was thinking about too many things, Xie Jingchi could not sleep well all the time.He heard the faint chirping of insects outside, and the strong wind blowing on the glass. He struggled to wake up several times in the middle, and was pressed into the dark abyss by an invisible big hand. It sank deeper and deeper.

He fell in the endless darkness, his body seemed to be weightless, but his consciousness was always floating above, silently staring at his empty shell.

When he broke through the gloom, the afterglow of the setting sun surrounded him, scalding his cold blood to the point of boiling.

He took two steps in a trance, and then saw a clear, expensive blue lake, a large area of ​​the lake surrounded the residential area on the top of the hill, and the gray house with many stars arched against the moon was set against the halo of the sun. It's rare that it doesn't look so gloomy.

Not far from him, blue-purple flowers less than half a person tall swayed gently in the breeze, overwhelming the sky, like another continuation of the lake.

This is not the present, this is a scene that only exists in the memory of the past.

Before the glass greenhouse was built, there was a large flowerbed of blue sage at the end of the path by the lake.

Before he was so afraid of water, he would often sneak out after sunset and before nightfall.

He hid part of Jiang Xingyun's relics in the depths of the flower bushes, in the cabin where the gardener's tools were kept.

Their family's gardener, surnamed Ding, is a strong and mute man.Xie Mingyao didn't want to hire a disabled person at first, but only Gardener Ding could take good care of the various flowers in the garden, so Xie Mingyao finally gave up.

Like everyone else, Ding Gardener also regards him as a non-existent transparent person, but Ding Gardener has one good point, that is, he will not complain to Xie Mingyao. Of course, he does not mean that Ding Gardener is very kind, but Ding Gardener does not Complain to anyone.

Xie Jingchi touched his pocket.

Maybe the logic of the real world is not needed in the dream. He found the brass key that he secretly assigned, used it to open the warehouse door, and tiptoed to find his own chess at the top of the shelf.

There are tables and chairs made of stone beside the flowers, and the damp water vapor passed through his body, this time he didn't feel any fear.

He remembered that before the autumn when he was 16, he was like this, and he was with the lake every day, as if they were best friends.

The gift of the sun is so short. As night falls, the lakeside is filled with mist, and on moonlit nights, evil aquatic animals will come to the shore from the water, looking for suitable prey.

He knew it was a warning to him that he should go back.

Leaving day and night behind him at the same time, he pushed open the half-closed door, and there was no one in the room, and the wind blew the curtains, bringing the damp smell of the lake.

The water vapor gradually condensed, leaving dark marks on the floor, like the marks of some large creature dragging its huge body.

This house has never been so quiet: even on the most deserted working day, Xie Mingyao went to the company, Xie Xuan went to school, Fang Rujun and those rich wives went somewhere, he could still hear the maids. Light footsteps and the distant hum of a lawn mower.

The house is like a microcosm of the city, people and families, and the boundary with walls as the edge becomes an independent unit.

"who are you?"

The ear-piercing scream almost pierced the eardrums, Xie Jingchi raised his head.

Fang Rujun who did not know when he appeared stood in the center of the living room, looking at him with a pale face.

If this question was asked by someone else, he thought he would be able to answer it well, but this person was Fang Rujun.

"Who am I, don't you know?" He heard himself answering so calmly, and even smiled a little politely.

"..."

Her lips moved a few times, Xie Jingchi didn't hear clearly what she was saying and didn't have time to hear clearly, because she rushed towards him in the next second.

"Go to hell, go to hell, go to hell..." Fang Rujun repeated this sentence like crazy, stretched out his hand to pinch his neck who couldn't dodge, and clasped his fingers slowly.

Fang Rujun's slender arm pinched his neck, as if being wrapped around a cold snake, it was wet and slippery, which made people get goose bumps.

Her fingers became tighter and tighter, and he tried his best to lift the crazy woman off his body, but he didn't know which set of physical laws this world used, whether it obeyed the most basic Newton's three laws, Fang Rujun Her body was like a heavy lead, far exceeding the weight that a slender lady should have.

At this moment, her strength was terrifying, no matter how he struggled, no matter how much he pulled off her fingers, which had never touched the sun, he could not shake her at all.

The pain caused by the lack of oxygen spread from the lungs and brain to the extremities of the limbs. There were large red and black blood spots in front of the retina, and the palm he held on Fang Rujun's arm gradually lost strength.

The feeling of suffocation became more and more intense, like a gradually increasing strong note, and finally crossed the line that people can bear.

Fear reached its peak, and in the moment of death and peace, he opened his eyes.

Yes, Xie Jingchi opened his eyes.

The emptiness and bliss after the nightmare haunted him.

His throat is very dry, the corners of his eyes are very astringent, like tears and dry, in short, it is a very bad feeling.

The room was dark, and the breeze came in through the gap in the screen window, blowing the thin light-colored curtains into a shallow arc.

The quilt was wrapped around him, and he kicked it away vigorously, and found something pressing on his chest.

He lowered his head and found that it was his ugly and old otter doll, which fell from the head of the bed at some point and hit him.

Its thin and long body with sparse hair is lying on its chest, and its posture may be quite comfortable.

No wonder I had such a bad nightmare... But I didn't wake up after being smashed, am I a pig?Holding his breath, he grabbed the otter by its tail and lifted it upside down, while those small black eyes looked at him innocently, without any sense of being the culprit.

"Bad stuff." He whispered, and for the first time in his history, he had the urge to throw the dolls he had depended on since he was a child into the cabinet.

If this toy was not left to him by Jiang Xingyun, then he would definitely do it, he would.

He and a plush toy looked at each other for a long time, and after waking up, he wondered if there was something wrong with him, and he actually expected a lifeless dead thing to apologize to him.

At 02:30, he slept for less than an hour and a half, which was a quarter of his daily average sleep time.

It was difficult for him to fall asleep again. He got out of bed and turned on the light to do the exercises, but his train of thought seemed to be stuck. The exercise book was spread out in front of him. Each word could be understood individually, but together it seemed like a heavenly book.

He read it for a long time and didn't know where to start to write, but when he was distracted, he unconsciously filled the draft with a person's name

The place on the back of the neck that was temporarily marked didn't hurt. The large blood vessels on the side of the neck were throbbing and throbbing, and it was still a little hot. He reached out to touch it and found that his body was a little hot.

He turned on the air conditioner, and the pheromones that did not belong to him flowed in the blood, like hot molten iron, but it strangely calmed his heart down.

Fang Rujun.He looked at the names on the notebook, threw the pen aside irritably, leaned back, and stared quietly at the gray-blue ceiling.

He dreamed of this woman again.Not Xie Mingyao, not Xie Xuan, but Fang Rujun.

why?He fell into a quagmire of confusion.

A few hours ago, Xie Jingchi's birthday hadn't completely passed.

Except for Xie Mingyao's guests on the 32nd floor of the hotel, they are all hotel staff.The dinner was over, and the people in the remaining dance hall had their own social circles. They gathered in twos and threes, and when they were tired from dancing, they went to the corner to rest.

In stark contrast to the hustle and bustle of the room, in the dark and deserted corridor, Xie Jingchi was holding Qin Shen's coat and waiting for him to come back.

The existence of the temporary mark made it difficult for him to be inseparable from Qin Shen's pheromone for the time being, so Qin Shen took off his coat to him before leaving.

The wind brought melodious music, bored, he pretended that there was a piano in front of him, and he was the one playing it.

His nimble fingers jumped on the keys made of air. In order to fit the festive atmosphere, he played quickly and lightly. After a while, cheerful and crisp music rang in his ears.

He was immersed in the small world he created, and the corners of his mouth raised unconsciously. Unfortunately, it didn't take long for the crisp sound of his high-heeled shoes buckling on the cold marble floor tiles to interrupt his rare self-entertainment.

Someone came here from the other end of the corridor, not Qin Shen or Jiang Yu, but a tall woman.

During the banquet, there were always people who sneaked out, either because they didn't fit in, or because they had to solve some necessary physical problems. Xie Jing soon got used to it, so he didn't have much interest in this woman's identity.

Just because he's not interested doesn't mean the other party isn't.

"..." The woman took a deep breath, and uttered several unrecognizable broken syllables from her throat.

She seemed to be calling someone's name.

In a quiet hallway, even this level of noise becomes crystal clear.

Xie Jingchi raised his head in annoyance - he took his dislike of Xie Mingyao off to each of his guests, but he never expected that this unexpected guest would be Fang Rujun.

Fang Rujun also saw him.

That face, which was somewhat similar to Fang Qi's but much more beautiful than Fang Qi's, showed an indescribable expression, Xie Jingchi couldn't find a suitable adjective for a while.

It wasn't until he recalled afterwards that he could confirm that Fang Rujun's expression at that time was a kind of extreme fear.

Extremely to the point where the viscera are tightened as if immersed in ice water, the kind that makes people lose all mobility in an instant.

She coughed violently in a way that almost shattered her thin body.

If it was someone else, Xie Jingchi might have handed him/her a handkerchief, but this person is Fang Rujun, one of the root causes of his and Jiang Xingyun's misfortune, and Fang Rujun certainly does not appreciate his kindness.

"Aunt Fang, can you cough somewhere else? I'm a little afraid that you will infect me."

The sound of "Aunt Fang" finally brought back Fang Rujun's sanity.

Fang Rujun couldn't see much blood on his heavily made-up face, "It's nothing."

She showed him a fake, cold smile that didn't have much affinity, and didn't have much abnormality in peace, and hurried away with her skirt lifted.

Not long after, Qin Shen came back, and then he and Qin Shen went to the hospital and the police station together.

If he hadn't had that dream, he wouldn't have had time to recall such a nonsensical episode.

Puzzled, Xie Jingchi pushed away the blank exercise book in front of him, fell back on the bed, and pulled up the soft and dry quilt to cover his head.

In the pure darkness that isolated everything, he recalled the details of that nightmare—if there was no absurd and bizarre second half, the first half could even be called a good dream.

At the end of the dream, two pale and terrified faces overlapped and twisted ferociously, like a vortex whirling crazily, gradually sucking him in, and then he was lost forever.

Why did that Fang Rujun in the dream hate him so much that he wished he could kill him?

That deadly panic still remained in his body, and his heart beat faster just thinking about it.

Only then did he realize that this was actually an incredible thing.

He didn't wonder that Fang Rujun hated him, because this was a fact he had understood since he was five years old, he just wondered that Fang Rujun was afraid of him.

From the moment Fang Rujun brought Xie Xuan into the room, Fang Rujun always had the absolute upper hand.

Under Fang Rujun's instigation and acquiescence, the servants neglected him, and Xie Mingyao never took him seriously. Now that he has moved out of Qiwen Mountain, he can no longer disturb the happy and happy daily life of their family of three.

Normally, Fang Rujun should enjoy the fruits of victory with a smile, and then pretend to be concerned and sneer at him, but her behavior is really too strange, so strange that he can't ignore it at all.

What is Fang Rujun afraid of?

In other words, there is something in him that Fang Rujun should be afraid of.

Fang Rujun's questions only stayed on that night.

At noon on Saturday, Xie Jingchi invited Lu Xu and a few close classmates to have dinner at the restaurant where he met Assistant Cao last time.

Although he hated Assistant Cao, the restaurant was innocent, especially knowing that Lu Xu was full of praise for the signature smoked fish of this restaurant, so he always wanted to invite Lu Xu to eat again.

It's better to hit the sun than to choose the day, and birthdays are a good reason.

"I'll treat you to a guest."

Lu Xu, who was invited to dinner by the birthday star, seemed to have a bit of uneasy conscience.

Xie Jingchi, who was concentrating on looking at his phone, heard Lu Xu say this, thought for a while, and put the bill printed by the waiter in front of him.

Probably frightened by the number above, Lu Xu, who was still yelling that he must pay for it last second, immediately lowered his voice, "Forget it, I will invite you back next time." He blinked his eyes, trying to bring the topic to one In a less awkward direction, "Do you want to come to study with me tomorrow, and then go to my house for dinner at noon..."

Xie Jingchi thought for a while, and agreed to Lu Xu's request.

Just looking at his current performance...

He took out his mobile phone and sent Qin Shen a message, saying that he was going out at noon tomorrow and he didn't know when he would be back in the afternoon.

Qin Shen's reply came within a minute after sending it.

A very simple good word, without any extra embellishments, very much like this person's usual style.

After lunch, Xie Jingchi offered to pay the bill.

The waiter politely took him to the front desk, "The total is 1126 yuan, and if you have a membership, you can get a 9.5% discount."

"No membership, so be it."

He didn't pay attention, and randomly took a bank card from his wallet and handed it to her.

After a while, she returned the card with a look of doubt, "I can't pay, do you want to check if the balance is insufficient?"

Xie Jingchi was stunned for a moment, "Oh." He took that card back and replaced it with another one, "Where's this one?"

After successfully paying the bill, Lu Xu and the others just packed up the remaining desserts and waited for him at the door of the store with the bags.

He went to meet them, Lu Xu saw that he was in a bad mood, thought it was because he thought it was too expensive, and apologized to him very sorry.

"Ah?" He came back to his senses, lowered his head and whispered, "It's okay."

Although he didn't have any expectations for Xie Mingyao, it came too soon.

On the second day of his adulthood, Xie Mingyao cut off all his financial resources.