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220, on the matter of secret love and lovelorn(1/3)

Anti-theft chapters will be replaced after a while.

Below is a part of the new book "Night Hunter", which belongs to the urban and super-powered books.

It's not a new book, it's been planned to be published long ago, and there are many manuscripts left, but the comic book girl signed it first, so she didn't publish this book.

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It is said that there is a ghost who knows who the person you want to see most is. It will imitate the voice of that person and call your name at night.

So, when walking at night, you hear the sound you want to hear the most, so don’t answer.

Remember to keep moving forward and don't look back.

"Xiao Cen... I stewed pork ribs for you today, remember to go home quickly."

"Son, run! Stand up and keep running!"

The distant sound spreads in the wind, either gentle or stern.

The boy was walking through campus with a shoulder bag on his back, not thinking about the sounds that echoed in his ears.

"Xiao Cen, wait for me!"

The girl's passionate voice came from behind.

Su Cen ignored it and moved forward on his own.

The footsteps behind him gradually became rapid, and a soft little hand slapped Su Cen's shoulder.

"Hey!"

As if an electric current flashed, Su Cen trembled suddenly and his hair stood up.

Su Cen twisted his neck stiffly, and what appeared in front of him was the girl's smiling face, not a man-eating ghost.

"What's up?"

He let out a long sigh, feeling scared.

"I'm here to watch a movie in the town today, let's go and have a look."

The girl in a white dress held her knees and gasped, looking at him with expectation. Even at night, Su Cen could vaguely see the smoke flowing in her eyes.

"good."

Su Cen thought about it and nodded slightly.

The girl's name is Xia Meng, and she is a childhood sweetheart who grew up with her class.

Xia Meng is very popular with boys no matter where she goes, but she only plays with Su Cen.

"Walk!"

Xia Meng narrowed her eyes, took Su Cen's arm naturally, and hurried towards the town.

I saw Xia Meng's boy along the way, rushed forward, hugged my friend's neck, and shouted some swear words that I thought were cool.

While making a lot of noise, he secretly catered at the girl wearing a white pleated skirt.

She walked irregularly, jumping around, her calves seemed to be fitted with springs, and her pigtails were swaying playfully behind her head, full of vitality.

Su Cen walked aside, and could feel the girl's faint body temperature on her arms, and the tip of her nose was surrounded by the fresh scent of shampoo between her hair.

After accidentally turning his face, Su Cen found that Xia Meng was also looking at him.

Xia Meng met his eyes, blinked her eyes, bulged her cheeks, making a sound of bubbles rupturing.

"Bo~"

"Hehehe~"

The girl smiled silly. When she smiled, her eyes would narrow into gentle slits, which was unexpectedly cute.

Su Cen left his face with no expression.

Xia Meng held Su Cen's arm tightly and always felt a little regretful.

She thought the boy should look good when he smiled, after all, he had a good face.

In her life, she has never seen anyone who looks better than Su Cen.

But she tried many ways to make him laugh, but she never got what she wanted.

The two walked quietly, only Xia Chan and Wan Feng were talking.

The ferns on both sides of the road are densely layered, growing tall, and the white flowers are hiding in the pile of bricks and tiles covered with moss.

This gathering place was rebuilt on a ruin.

More than 20 years ago, a large number of monsters from other worlds suddenly appeared around the world.

No one knows where they come from, and there are rumors that they are creatures from the high-dimensional world.

Their vitality is so strong that it violates human cognition, and the body structure and muscle composition are also substances that humans have never discovered before.

Most of the thermal weapons studied by humans have failed.

Some of the powerful alien creatures, even the most powerful nuclear weapons of humans, can only damage the skin.

The glorious civilization suffered heavy damage, and the surviving humans rebuilt their homes on the ruins.

Survival is by no means easy, but human beings are always an optimistic race and know how to make joy in suffering.

Whether it is sports, singing and dancing, or even literature, it can take root in this wasteland.

Therefore, even the most desolate era will bloom.

On the basketball court on campus, the boys sweated wildly. When a tall boy saw Xia Meng, he jumped high and flew the basketball racquets thrown from the opposite side.

The basketball drew a smooth parabola in the air and smashed towards Xia Meng.

Su Cen looked slightly sideways, his silver eyes seemed to be filled with moonlight. Through these eyes, the reflection of the world can be reflected.

Just as his pupils contracted, the sound disappeared in an instant, as if he pressed the mute key, or rather, it is more appropriate to use "pause".

The maple leaves fell off the branches and seemed to be held by an invisible hand when they fell.

The basketball is still in the air, like a lens captured by a SLR camera.

Sweat that slid down the boy's cheeks, the muscles of his arms and blue veins that burst out from the back of his hands after his clothes were soaked with sweat.

Everything was dilated in his pupils.

Su Cen slowly stretched out his hand and racquetted the basketball in a "stop" state back.

The sound of elimination sounded again, and the frozen picture slowly began to flow, and the maple leaves fell to the ground.

The basketball bounced twice and rolled to the boy's feet.

The boy picked up the ball with a look of surprise, looked at Xia Meng with some embarrassment, and left in shame.

In his senses, the blue ball suddenly turned back in the air, and Su Cen reached out to open the racket as if it was pulled out frame by frame.

This is Su Cen's awakening talent. When he is fully focused, one second will be a long time.

However, whenever you gain something, you will lose something.

Every awakened person loses something important, and he loses his smile.

The so-called awakened person is a human who has mutated in the disaster and has gained certain extraordinary abilities.

After these people awaken, their appearance characteristics will undergo significant changes, the most typical of which are hair color and pupil color.

In addition, their thinking will be different from ordinary people, their personalities will generally become weird, and they will have a natural sense of alienation from the crowd.

Some people say that this is the result of human beings' natural evolution in the face of catastrophes and natural evolution, while others say that they traded their most precious things with the demons and became spokespersons for demons to walk in the world.

Anyway, this group of people is not very likable.

Under Xia Meng's leadership, Su Cen came to the central square of the town.

There were dozens of people sitting on the ground in the square, including kids babbling, and middle-aged people who had been busy all day.

Everyone gathered together to remember the past, and the survivors of the disaster had a deeper understanding.

A white curtain was erected, and the filmmaker carefully fiddled with his projector.

The history of that projector is probably longer than the worn felt hat on his head.

"Give it! Give it!"

Xia Mengfeng rushed into the square and took Su Cen to find a good place to watch movies. He took out two books from his bag and put them on the ground. He sorted out his white skirt. The white calves exposed under the skirt were as smooth as jade.

"Hey~eat apples!"

She took out two apples with sweet fragrance from her bag and handed one to Su Cen.

"Thanks."

Su Cen took the apple and took a bite, thanking him.

"I'll just say thank you, let's see you. What's the relationship between us?"

Xia Meng gnawed the apple in her mouth, smiled cutely, her mouth was bulging, like a hamster.
To be continued...
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