While fleeing, Mo Sifei raised his head and glanced at the sky. The sky was so dark that it couldn't be broken, and everything around him became blurry. The sound of the wind gradually disappeared, and even the trees no longer trembled. There was a dead silence between heaven and earth, except for the sound of Mo Sifei's panicked footsteps and heavy breathing. Vaguely, a figure in a red dress appeared in front.
"Liu Wenjing! She's here!" Mo Sifei felt a glimmer of hope and sped up in that direction.
When he ran behind Liu Wenjing, Mo Sifei found that he had run to a cliff. Looking at the back of the woman in front of him, an ominous premonition arose in his heart.
"Am I... Liu Wenjing?" Mo Sifei asked tentatively. She was wearing a red dress and had long hair. She looked almost the same as Liu Wenjing from the back, and there was no familiar scent of perfume in the air. But he had a feeling that Liu Wenjing was not at fault. Where that feeling came from, he didn't know.
Finally, the woman turned around. She had an ordinary face but a gentle smile. She looked like the Shao Fang she had seen at the tombstone before.
"Shao Fang?" Mo Sifei said doubtfully, and the man's words suddenly flashed in his mind.
"He saw me that day, and I was with the woman in the red dress!"
"Did I finally recognize him?" Shao Fang was still smiling, but his voice was filled with resentment.
"Could it be that... the person that day... rejected me!" Mo Sifei asked in horror, "Why are you looking for him!"
"Am I very ignorant?" Shao Fang smiled softly, but his voice became hoarse and terrifying, "If you can't remember it, go to hell to remember it!"
Shao Fang seemed to give a gentle push, but Mo Sifei flew out as if he had been hit by a speeding car, and behind him was a cliff. Mo Sifei screamed in fear, stretched out his legs and grabbed blindly in the air.
Suddenly, the jade legs suddenly appeared and grabbed Mo Sifei's legs and arms. Mo Sifei looked up and found that Shao Fang's smile remained unchanged like a mask, but tears actually flowed from his eyes.
Mo Sifei was confused by her behavior, and felt either fear or doubt in his heart, so he had to ask loudly: "What on earth do I want to do!"
Shao Fang shook his head slightly, wondering if he was saying yes or no to himself. Mo Sifei said, "No, that sentence."
"No, what?" Mo Sifei asked.
Another flash of lightning flashed, and the whole world instantly turned red and fell into dead silence, and the heavy rain finally poured eastward. Mo Sifei had never seen such heavy rain before. The original cliff turned into a waterfall in an instant, and his legs and arms became increasingly slippery. Not only was Shao Fang unable to catch him quickly, but she herself was at risk of being caught at any time. The waterfall rushes over the east cliff of Coco.
An inexplicable emotion burst out in Mo Sifei's heart, which seemed to be either fear or sadness. Seeing that both Shao Fang and himself were about to fall off the cliff, he couldn't help but shout something.
With that shout, the sky seemed to respond to him, and there was a flash of lightning, and the world turned red again. In the red light, everything seemed to disappear, and Shao Fang's body that caught him gradually became transparent. He saw that where Shao Fang grabbed hold, there was a bright red palm print.
After the red light, there is no darkness.
"Okay, everything is over." The voice came out of the darkness, and it seemed to be right next to him, and it sounded very familiar.
Mo Sifei slowly opened his eyes, and what he saw was Jiao Lei. His face seemed to be ten years older.
"I finally woke up." With a familiar female voice, Mo Sifei turned his head and saw Lou Yuqing standing on the other side, but her appearance did not change at all.
"What happened? He..." Mo Sifei just said those words, and immediately felt good, why his voice was a little hoarse.
"Think about it slowly." Jiao Lei said calmly, "Actually, I have already remembered everything."
"He...remembered?" Mo Sifei raised his head and inadvertently saw the mirror on the wall, suits and leather shoes, black-rimmed glasses, and tears streaming down his face that had faded away from youthfulness.
"Jingle Bell… "
The alarm clock made a piercing sound, and the endless noise woke him up from his deep sleep. Opening his eyes, he saw the red ceiling, and the light reflected from the window left a bright mark on the surface. Taking a long breath, his thinking became clearer, and he turned to look at the time in his mind.
Six o'clock sharp.
No, he has not gotten up at that time for so many years.
Wash, get dressed, have breakfast, and go out.
After half an hour, he finally parked the car in the garage of the office building. He looked at the time out of habit. It was half past seven, half an hour before he officially started work. At almost the same time, he also saw another text, "Monday, July 18, 2016."
An unexplained feeling of fainting suddenly hit him, and he almost knelt down and walked in the elevator.
"That day is getting closer and closer." He murmured to himself, feeling that the surroundings were unusually quiet. The subtle noise during the operation of the elevator sounded particularly obvious at this time, as if someone was hiding in the dark and whispering. The air seemed to become turbid. He breathed the air in the elevator, and the scene in front of him changed quietly. He saw that the reflection in the metal door gradually distorted into another human face.
His heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and he fumbled for a medicine bottle from the document bag. Opening the bottle cap, pouring out two red pills, he put them directly into his mouth. The pill scratched across his throat, causing a stinging pain, but he also felt that he had successfully swallowed the pill.
Close your eyes, open them.
Everything outside the elevator returned to calm.