After pulling Lao Gong out of the sea,

After realizing the strangeness, Wen Zening still insisted on living a life of two points and one line.

Obviously the workers had informed? that the construction of the family courtyard in the university had been completed, and the rest of the decoration needed to be inspected by himself, but after Wen Zening settled the workers' payment, he somehow didn't want to move.

He felt that he had lost something in the first alley of Third Vertical Street, he felt that he should be waiting here, but he didn't know what he was waiting for.

While the continuous rainy weather is depressing, it also reduces a lot of plans to go out.

Wen Zening trimmed the potted mint plants on the balcony by himself. He couldn’t remember who he was? When did he plant this, but the mint can endure? Living in the low temperature winter, now? The mint has encountered their own vitality, almost every day , looks?very?beautiful.

The tender green leaves are wetted by the rain, and they look bright like beautiful emeralds.

He cut two leaves from the top of the mint seedling, and put this small handful of mint leaves in a small plate near him, which he planned to dry and put away.Thinking that if mint is out of season in the future, he can still make mint water.

Wen Zening planned to have fried steak for lunch. Thinking of this, he saved a few fresh mint leaves, thinking that he could serve as a decoration for the steak.

Doing things leisurely by himself, Wen Zening looked at the tableware for two people in the kitchen, and thought for no reason? It was a little strange.

He is obviously alone...

No, there should be two sets of cutlery!

Wen Zening didn't know why he felt this way, but he only felt that his memory had many violations.

Heat up the frying pan on a low heat, and after putting the simply marinated beef in, it was sizzling with oil, and Wen Zening turned the meat slightly unfamiliarly.I don't know what went wrong, the pan emitted thick smoke, and after being choked, Wen Zening realized that he wanted to turn on the range hood.

Wen Zening tossed and tossed in the kitchen for a while before bringing out the two steaks in a hurry.Even the mint leaves on one of the steaks were burnt because they were put on it too early.

Wen Zening came out of the kitchen with his head down? Dispirited? After sitting down alone, he was a little lost in thought.

The restaurant is next to the window, and the light rain that used to be drizzling has now turned into a torrential rain of the size of soybeans, pattering on the glass.Because the clouds were too thick, it was almost completely dark outside, and the light in the room became dim.

Wen Zening looked out through the window, he didn't know what he wanted to see, but he could only look back disappointed.

He carefully cut the steak into small cubes, and pushed it forward, the plate made a sound of rubbing against the table, Wen Zening pushed it halfway, and stopped his hand.

There is no one on the opposite side.

Wen Zening resentfully pulled the plate back.

After eating a steak for two, Wen Zening felt full and uncomfortable. After cleaning the dishes, Wen Zening couldn't help pacing around the room. He tried to continue his translation work, but couldn't help it. I haven't settled down to work for a long time.

"The rain outside the window is too loud!" Wen Zening couldn't help complaining.

But he also knows very well that it is not because of the sound of rain that he cannot concentrate on his work.

Not long after Wen Zening finished complaining, the rain outside the window weakened, and it returned to the appearance of drizzle blowing in the wind again.The rain sprinkled lightly on the window, staining the fog outside the house.

From the second floor, Wen Zening saw the street lamp outside the alley. The warm orange street lamp stood alone in the rain, as gentle as someone.Wen Zening endured the feeling that had been suppressed for a long time, and suddenly it came out vigorously. He couldn't wait to run out of the study room, and stood under the streetlight in the drizzle.

Rainwater stained? His hair? Hair, and soon wet his clothes.

Wen Zening was standing at the intersection. He felt that there should be someone who would not refuse to take him back when he realized that he was drenched in the rain.

However, no one came out until the temperature of Wen Zening's body dropped to the point where he couldn't help but shiver.

Wen Zening still stood stubbornly in the rain. After standing for a long time, his feet were stiff. Wen Zening moved his steps and walked to the bus stop outside the National University.

The bench on the platform was covered with rainwater. After looking at it for a long time, Wen Zening found that the floor tile next to the bench was just replaced with a new one. He stared at the place where the floor tile was replaced, and suddenly stopped a passer-by who was waiting for the train, "The floor tile When? When did you change it!"

Wen Zening asked in a hurry, and the question was a bit inexplicable. The passer-by who was caught was not happy at first, but after seeing Wen Zening's appearance, he calmed down and explained patiently: "Before the heavy fog When I came here, something grew here, and the municipal government cut it away, and then paved the road again."

"Thank you." Wen Zening remained polite and thanked passers-by for their answers.

He turned around and wanted to leave directly, but passers-by asked Wen Zening: "Do you need help? Maybe I can take you home, give you a cup of hot tea, and take a hot bath. Otherwise, you are so sure will get sick."

Passers-by were full of anticipation when they spoke, staring at Wen Zening without blinking, and unconsciously stretched out their hands.

"No, thank you." Wen Zening shook off his hand and walked towards the carport next to the station.

The carport is a bit dilapidated, and there aren't many people parking inside, but the floor of the carport, like the one at the station, has been replaced with brand new floor tiles.

Wen Zening also didn't know what he was looking for, but the shed did protect him from the wind and rain, and he felt that it wasn't so cold anymore, and his brain resumed a little bit of normal operation.

Just when Wen Zening was about to leave, he suddenly saw a small plant in a corner next to the carport.

The plant hidden in the cracks obviously just popped up? Not long after, although it was weak, it still had fiery red zigzag leaves. Wen Zening touched the fluff on the back of the leaves, and couldn't help but start to look forward to it. What kind of flowers can be produced...

He quickly dug out the nameless plant.

Thinking of the plants blooming, Wen Zening was inexplicably in a better mood, and he returned to his residence from the station.Didn't find the flower pot? Where, Wen Zening directly planted the seedlings in the soil of the yard.

After planting, he couldn't help but touch the leaves of the plant.

"I'll see you every day."

After Wen Zening finished speaking as if he had promised, he felt a lot more relaxed.After unloading the big stone in his heart, he realized that he was soaked all over and his hands and feet were so stiff? It was not good. He hurried back to the room and went into the bathroom to take a hot bath.

After taking off her shoes, socks and soaked clothes, the hot water poured over her body from the top of her head, opening the pores all over her body.

Wen Zening was so comfortable? He closed his eyes, and leaned his body against the wall. The slightly cold bricks made Wen Zening gasp, but somehow felt that it wasn't so unbearable. .

The scalding hot water is constantly falling from the top of the head. This wet and unpredictable touch is inexplicably familiar, but it is not the same. It seems to be colder... Indulging in this feeling, Wen Zening couldn't help but Consciously lowered the water temperature.

The water flow slightly lower than the temperature of the skin passed by, Wen Zening tried hard to remember this feeling, but was a little angry for no reason.

Wen Zening fell asleep on the bed that night and developed a high fever as a result of flushing cold water.

He was curled up in the quilt, his body had a nervous twitch, and his consciousness gradually became confused and blurred. However, Wen Zening still had time to think. If someone was by his side, his current appearance should be able to make people feel at ease. Those who approach are scared away.

like……

Maybe not all of them will be scared away.

He... no, he shouldn't.

But who is He?

Wen Zening wrapped the quilt tightly, trying to find a trace of warmth from it, but there was only more rapid breathing and uncontrollable chattering of teeth.Wen Zening was afraid that he would bite his tongue? He clenched his teeth hard, but it still didn't help. He could clearly feel that his heart was beating too fast.

His hands became stiff, unable to hold the quilt, as if he was approaching death infinitely...

Wen Zening heard the creaking of the bed boards, the soft quilt was no longer warm, everything around was cold, consciousness became? no longer clear, and the flow of time seemed to slow down.

When he regained consciousness again, I don't know how long it took, but he couldn't open his eyes, and the surroundings were pitch black.

Wen Zening's spirit and consciousness seemed to be stripped out of his body. He "saw?" himself lying on the bed, and "saw?" someone knocked on the door outside the house.

"Bang bang bang—" the sound hit the door, Wen Zening wanted to get up to open the door, but he couldn't control his body.

When Wen Zening tried to find out who the knocker was, he found himself "seeing" outside the door again. The anxious old Dean Rodini was standing outside, and his son was chasing after him. .

What did the old Dean Rotini say to his son? There was a violent argument between father and son, and then the old Dean lost his battle and left the Third Vertical Street.

And I don't know how long it took, when Wen Zening was about to give up looking around, thick fog rose again in this place.

It's just that this time he can "see" very far in the mist. He thought it was ordinary water mist, but found that he could see something in the mist that was too ugly to describe in words.

Those monsters were chasing the lonely people in the mist. Once they were entangled, they were like butter touched by flames, melting instantly and disappearing into nothingness.

The first time he "saw it?", Wen Zening felt nauseous, and he retched for a long time before recovering.Then he patted his cheek again, trying to calm himself down—

After all, there is more than one thing about human beings being melted.

The entire city of Gondwana seemed to be invaded by monsters. Wen Zening even saw Sergeant William who came to deal with Baron Hill and "Lorry" before.Mr. Sheriff with a head of curly reddish-brown hair, the moment he encountered the monster, before he had time to take out his weapon, he was directly engulfed by the flames, and he couldn't even utter a scream...

The sentinels and guides in the city are still capable of fighting in front of monsters, but most of them can't survive for too long. After encountering a monster, a long-term battle of mental strength will make them fall into a madness that only screams .

In just a few days, the living people in the entire Gondwana City disappeared without a trace.

However, none of these changes seemed to affect Wen Zening's yard. His residence was clean and beautiful, and it was not stained by a trace of blood.Neither the single building of the National University's family courtyard nor the courtyard of the Third Vertical Street were affected.

Wen Zening was not the only one who noticed this, but also those passers-by who frantically wanted to enter the courtyard to hide.

Wen Zening wanted to let them in at first, but his body was no longer under his control, and he could only listen to their frantic knocking and smashing on the door in vain.The thin door panel was always solid, and no one could break it open.

"Please, let us go in!" The person outside the door was begging.

As time passed, they stopped praying, and after they decided that the owner of the house was unwilling to let them in for refuge, their words turned into insults and accusations.They used the most vicious language to curse the house owner who was greedy for life and afraid of death.

The extreme panic caused their voices to become distorted, as if they were evil spirits crawling out from the depths of hell.

……

From a certain point of time, the sound outside the door stopped.

The entire city of Gondwana also became...quiet, those "eating" monsters receded, and the dense fog dissipated again.It's just that this time the dense fog caused even greater losses, and unprepared human beings became victims of the rampant monsters.

Wen Zening didn't want to know what happened in the dense fog, but he could "see" it clearly. The mental torture made Wen Zening extremely uncomfortable.

Getting up again on the bed, the first thing Wen Zening did was throw himself into the sink and retch.The bloody scenes in his memory kept replaying, Wen Zening's face was pale, and he almost couldn't recognize himself in the mirror.

He couldn't even tell whether the things he "saw?" were true or false.