The moment their eyes collided, Nan Xian only had time to catch the strange smile that flashed behind the messy long hair, and then heard a "buzzing" sound in her head like a bell.

Immediately, everything in front of him suddenly disappeared.

"Nan Xian, Nan Xian, why are you sleeping here? You'll catch a cold!"

Nan Xian was woken up by a gentle force. She rubbed her eyes and her eyes gradually focused on the head teacher's face.

"Ah... I don't know why I fell asleep." She scratched her face in embarrassment, and quickly closed the "ghost drawing charm" she had unintentionally left on the textbook when she took a nap in the evening self-study.

The head teacher smiled kindly and said: "Although the college entrance examination will be held next month, there is no need to put so much pressure on yourself. Proper rest is more conducive to study - Okay, please pack your things and go home quickly. Remember this at night

Go to bed early!”

"Okay, goodbye teacher!"

After watching her class teacher leave, Nan Xian put away her books in an orderly manner, turned off the lights in the classroom, and walked down the stairs humming a pop song.

The lighting in the corridor flickered. She raised her eyes and murmured in confusion: "Why is it broken again? Wasn't it repaired just a few days ago?"

Naturally no one answered her question.

Capital No. 1 Middle School is one of the top key high schools in the city. The students, especially the seniors who are about to take the college entrance examination, are all top scorers.

At this time, many classroom lights are still on, and students wearing headphones to listen to English or reciting classical Chinese aloud can be seen on the campus avenue.

Today, however, the entire school was empty, and there was not a single soul on the road.

Nan Xian stood under the street lamp and turned to look at the dark teaching building. She suddenly felt uneasy and had some bad premonitions.

A gust of wind blew, and the May day made her shiver from the cold.

Nan Xian gathered up her school uniform jacket and stepped up her steps.

When she walked out of the school gate and saw several shops with lights on both sides of the street, she finally breathed a sigh of relief and patted her chest to calm her nervous and racing heart.

Her home was only one block from the school, so she usually didn't need her parents to pick her up after evening self-study. Nan Xian silently recited the key sentences in classical Chinese marked by the teacher in today's class and turned into the community.

There was a "under maintenance" sign in front of the elevator. She frowned and sighed helplessly.

After climbing the eighteenth floor, she was panting and took out her key to open the door. The room was dark.

"Mom, dad?" She called out tentatively, but received no response.

Going to bed so early?

Nan Xian touched the position of the switch. Her tentacles were wet. She was slightly startled and pressed the switch——

Blood, bright red blood.

The walls, floors, stair railings... were all covered in blood.

There was also blood on her hands.

A chill rose up from the soles of her feet, and she felt as if her whole body was immersed in ice water, and for a moment she lost consciousness.

She opened her mouth, but no sound came out. She stumbled to the master bedroom upstairs and opened the door.

Her parents, one of them fell at the door, stretching their hands forward, half of their body hanging on the edge of the bed, covered in blood, and dying with their eyes open.

The rich smell of blood rushed straight into her nostrils. She trembled all over and her vision became blurry.

Suddenly, a pair of hands came from behind and covered her mouth and nose.

Nan Xian was shocked and was about to struggle when she heard her brother Nan Yi's voice coming from behind her.

"Shhh - that man is downstairs, let's not disturb him."

Nan Xian's tears fell instantly. She bit her lower lip, suppressing her cries of grief, and was stuffed into the closet of the master bedroom by Nan Yi.

He squatted down, held her face, and said warmly: "Don't be afraid, brother is still here... Promise me, no matter what you hear later, don't believe it, and don't go out of the closet, I understand.

?"

Nan Xian looked at the knife on his waist, covered her mouth, and nodded vigorously.

Nan Yi went downstairs.

She huddled in the closet, burying her head deep in her knees, crying silently, and she felt no pain at all even when her nails were cut into her palms.

I do not know how long it has been--

"Xiaoxian, where are you? I have taken care of that person, you can come out!"

It's my brother's voice!

She raised her head and was about to respond when she suddenly realized - how could her brother not know where she was hiding?

She suddenly thought of something, her pupils tightened, and she froze in place.

The guy outside...isn't my brother.


Chapter completed!