"Yuan Yuan, Yuan Yuan..."

...

The young man was also stunned.

Yuan Yuan...are you okay?

"He's fine."

The weird hoarse voice sounded again.

"He's still alive."

"Your blood is not enough for me to take his life."

ah?

The young man didn't quite understand the meaning of this sentence.

In short, Yuan Yuan is fine.

That's good.

But what happened just now?

He didn't see clearly at all.

...

"..."

An exciting sound of music sounded.

Zhang Yu hurriedly answered the phone.

It was a call asking why Zhang Yu hadn’t come home yet.

From a distance, the boy could hear the aunt's angry questioning voice on the phone.

...

Li Chen and Zhang Yu helped Yuan Yuan up.

The young man looked at their hurried backs and said, "I hope this matter ends here."

...

The boy looked at the time and started running.

The sky outside is already several shades darker than when school was just over.

When his parents find out he comes home late and ask about it, he doesn't know how to answer.

...

When he got home, he found that his parents had not returned yet, and the young man breathed a sigh of relief.

He returned to his room.

Collapsed on the bed.

The heart beats very fast.

Can hear clearly in a quiet space.

...

The young man stretched out his hand to hold his heart.

Then he saw... the vines wrapped around his wrist.

What's this?

He raised his hands to his eyes.

And just now... what happened?

Why did Yuan Yuan fly out suddenly?

correct!

And that voice!

He was so anxious that he would be scolded if he came home late that he forgot about that voice.

"you......"

The young man said hesitantly, "Are you still here?"

no respond.

The young man looked disappointed.

Is the owner of the voice still in that alley?

For a moment, the young man wanted to run to the alley and take a look.

certainly.

Just thinking about it.

He heard the door open from outside.

Soon, mother's voice came into the house, "Xiaoyi, mother is late, mother is cooking now."

"Wait a little longer."

"good."

The young man responded.

...

"...Is it really gone?"

The young man stretched out his hand and tried to pull off the vines on his wrist.

"I am here."

Familiar weird husky voice...

The young man's face froze and his hands froze in mid-air.

The next second, he stood up.

"You are?!"

The young man exclaimed.

Then the young man hurriedly covered his mouth and looked in the direction of the door with some guilt.

When he found that there was no movement outside the door, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Well?

The young man was stunned.

What is he guilty of?

But he didn't care.

He searched the surroundings eagerly, "Where are you?"

"Why didn't I see you?"

The sound was so close that it sounded like it was ringing in his heart?

etc-

The young man was a little startled by the thoughts that subconsciously flashed through his mind.

Ringing in your heart?

...

"I'm here."

"where?"

The boy had no way to judge the other party's position through the sound.

He became a little anxious.

"Lower your head."

The young man immediately lowered his head.

Then, he saw...

The vines are showing their teeth and claws...?!

...

"you......"
To be continued...