Ning Qiuyan sometimes wonders if he is special to Guan Heng.

When he came up with this idea, he was startled by his own delusion. He was just a blood donor. Even if he privately agreed to Guan Heng with some things outside the agreement, it was more like an agreement.

Before him, and after him, there may be donors like this on Ferry Island.

However, when others were crossing the island and getting along with Guan Heng, he truly felt that he was special.

Otherwise, how could Guan Heng act like he was so important?

After returning to Wutong, all the feelings disappeared.

He clearly realized that he was just an ordinary person among all living beings, no different from others.

What was more obvious than the first time he went to the island was that after returning from the island for the second time, Ning Qiuyan had a strong sense of separation. He only stayed on the island for two or three days, which was only a weekend, but

It feels as if that is his reality.

The island's coastline, fir trees, and rolling hills.

Huge buildings, light blue lake.

And the abandoned lighthouse.

All of them appeared in his thoughts.

For Ning Qiuyan, life in Wutong became like a lifetime ago.

Su Jianzhou asked him one day if he had been unhappy recently.

"Did something happen to you while crossing the island?" Su Jianzhou asked, "You have become less talkative recently and are often distracted."

Ning Qiuyan said no.

Su Jianzhou added: "If you are troubled or worried about anything, you'd better tell me."

Ning Qiuyan couldn't tell Su Jianzhou that he was thinking about Guan Heng.

He missed Guan Heng hopelessly.

It's so unrealistic.

If it hadn't been for blood donation, he and Guan Heng would never have had any relationship in this life. They were simply people from two different worlds.

He knew that when the last blood donation was completed, he would go to Sujing, a thousand miles away from Wutong, to attend university, while Guan Heng would continue to stay on Dudao, in the world that belonged to Guan Heng, and they would never meet again.

He didn't dare to tell Su Jianzhou just now.

When he was eighteen years old, he didn't understand his unique sexual orientation until he had a dream about Guan Heng. He didn't know how Su Jianzhou would react when he found out, and he didn't even know what it was like.

What does it mean.

The throbbing and longing for Guan Heng is obvious.

Ning Qiuyan did not have enough experience to identify that feeling and classify it.

He was unstoppable. At many insignificant moments and occasionally urgent and tense moments, he thought of Guan Heng.

Wutong City has completely entered the depths of winter.

New Year is coming.

After Ning Qiuyan stayed at Su Jianzhou's house for about half a month, the serial murder case was announced to be solved. The news finally reported the incident that night when Su Jianzhou brought back the inside information.

They sat on the carpet in front of the sofa, ate instant noodles and watched the news.

There were as many as five victims, all of whom died of aortic hemorrhage. The method of committing the crime was inhumane, and the murderer's motives were horrifying. The news footage concealed many bloody scenes that made the public uncomfortable, and showed close-ups of the interrogation of the murderer.

He was a middle-aged man with a sallow face and thin muscles, and he looked honest and honest.

When the police asked questions, he gave confusing answers, but he confessed to the crime of biting the victim to death.

Official reports stated that the suspect suffered from severe schizophrenia and paranoia. He often imagined himself as a beast and had to tear his prey alive to feed himself. He often followed passers-by late at night and waited for opportunities to commit crimes, while innocent victims were completely picked up by him at random.

Selected.

Ning Qiuyan put down his chopsticks: "That's not right."

Su Jianzhou: "What?"

Ning Qiuyan asked: "Have you forgotten? Didn't you tell me that all the victims had blood donation experience? How could this be random?"

"Oh, this has been found out." Su Jianzhou said, "The male and female victims were husband and wife, and they went together when donating blood. The murderer entered the victim's home to commit the crime. There is also another victim who lives near the hospital.

They just happened to donate blood during voluntary blood donation. The latter two victims had no blood donation experience, so the police ruled out the possibility of selective crime."

At this time, the news finally broadcast a photo of the ID card of a victim whose family members had not been contacted and no valid information was found.

Of course, the ID card is fake.

Ning Qiuyan was stunned for a few seconds and then quickly remembered: "I know him!"

Su Jianzhou asked strangely: "How do you know him?"

Not long ago, a living person died of brutal killing. Ning Qiuyan felt like vomiting, and his face turned a little pale: "I don't know him, I just saw him near n°."

In the photo on TV, it turned out to be the gangster Ning Qiuyan had seen in the underground square.

Afterwards, Ning Qiuyan realized that the other party was trying to sell "drugs" to him, so people would rush to escape when they saw people who looked like police officers. He also knew that if the people crossing the island had not appeared that night, he would have probably already

He was robbed by that gangster and his gang.

Ning Qiuyan never saw the gangster again. He didn't expect that the gangster had been killed.

Su Jianzhou was saying something on the side.

But Ning Qiuyan looked at the scene of the suspect on the news, suppressed the discomfort, and came up with an idea: Could this case be not that simple at all?

He recalled that when he went to cross the island, Guan Heng had said that with current technology, the case would be solved next month at the latest.

It is now next month, and as expected, the case has been solved as Guan Heng said.

But Guan Heng also said that whether the person can be caught is another matter.

Inexplicably, Ning Qiuyan felt that Guan Heng knew something, or that Guan Heng could understand the inside story behind these cases better than he did.

Ning Qiuyan thought, what if the murderer was not the "schizophrenic" patient on TV?

So, what exactly were the victims who were killed with a grimace in mind?

"Hey," Su Jianzhou interrupted his musings, "Didn't you listen to what I said?"

"Huh?" Ning Qiuyan regained consciousness, "What?"

Su Jianzhou adjusted his glasses and said angrily: "What are you thinking about?"

Ning Qiuyan still looked blank, his eyes were blurred, and Su Jianzhou couldn't understand what he said.

He murmured to Su Jianzhou: "Tell me, are there any vampires in the world?"

"Vampire?" Su Jianzhou was stunned for a moment, "Do you want to say that the murderer is a vampire?"

Ning Qiuyan shook his head: "Just asking, from a doctor's perspective, do you think it is possible for vampires to exist in the world?"

Su Jianzhou smiled: "Of course not. The kind of immortal and invulnerable body in the movie cannot exist at all, and it is impossible for someone to sustain all life consumption by relying on blood, so it is completely inconsistent with scientific basis."

Ning Qiuyan fluttered her eyelashes, seemingly convinced.

Su Jianzhou thought it was just a young man's whim and said: "I just wanted to ask you, if you have encountered something like that, do you still want to go to work in n°?"

"I'm going." Ning Qiuyan said, "There's no need to worry now, right?"

As the New Year approaches, n° has carried out some activities and has regained its previous liveliness, and is in great need of manpower.

Ning Qiuyan stayed at Su Jianzhou's house, so Lu Qianque sent people to bring the ingredients and recipes here. When Lu Qianque contacted him, he told Lu Qianque that he was going back to n° to help, but Lu Qianque said nothing

be opposed to.

In other words, Ning Qiuyan had Guan Heng's tacit approval.

What was it like when Guan Heng contacted Lu Qianque?

Do you take a break every day?

Do you stand in front of the window at night with a glass in hand, admiring the snowy scenery outside the window?

On the noisy street of Wutong, Ning Qiuyan pulled up his scarf to cover his mouth and nose, and put his hands in his coat pockets.

Waiting alone at the traffic light.

Crossing the sidewalk alone.

Sometimes he would have auditory hallucinations and feel that Guan Heng was calling. He would put down what he was doing in a panic and go get his cell phone, ready to hear Guan Heng calling his name on the phone.

It's a pity that this kind of situation has never happened again except the last time.

Ning Qiuyan wanted to stop feeling like this.

But one early morning after get off work, while he was sitting on the roadside railing, listening to music and drinking milk, he saw a man in black hiding in the shadows of an alleyway.

The other party stood there quietly.

After noticing Ning Qiuyan looking over, he took a step back.

Silence.
To be continued...