"Han jingnian?"

With these three words settled, a tear rolled down from the corner of summer goodnight's eyes.

I'm really afraid I'm scared. I'm afraid, as my grandmother said, when I hear from him again, it's the most terrible situation.

But it's OK. Everything is just fear. He's ok

Summer good night to a face of decadent squatting in front of the tombstone man, once again opened a mouth: "Korean years?"

But this time, she didn't even finish calling his name. The ground lamp in the cemetery suddenly went out.

It's cloudy tonight. There's no moonlight or starlight. On the half mountain of the wilderness, there's no light at all.

The sudden darkness left Xia goodnight's brain in a daze. After about ten seconds, she realized that it would take years for Han to live in such an environment where she couldn't see her fingers!

"Han jingnian?" She instinctively called out his name again, and then hurriedly went to search the bag.

Before she touched her cell phone, a gravity hit the back of her head without warning. She fell to the ground without even a groan.



Summer good night, I woke up again, and I felt that my head was heavy and my feet were light, and I felt that I was in a daze.

She couldn't tell where she was, where the space was dark, without a trace of light.

She huddled on the cold floor, sat for a while, and thought that she had just found Han jingnian before she was in a coma

Han jingnian?!

Thinking about it, Xia goodnight called out his name: "Han jingnian?"

"Han jingnian?"

In the dark room, there was no sound but her.

Han hasn't been with her for years?

So where is he? Would she be trapped in such a dark house like her?

If so Han jingnian, who is afraid of the dark

Xia goodnight did not dare to think about it. She opened her mouth again and called out the name of Han jingnian. Seeing that no one was responding to her, she sat up and groped in the room like a blind man to see if she could find Han jingnian.

Her activities, pulled to the back of her head was hit by the place, pain in front of her a dizzy, almost fainted again.

Xia goodnight didn't know what she had touched. She didn't know how much area she had found in the room. She didn't even know how long she had spent in such a completely closed and dark space. She only knew that when she desperately thought that Han jingnian was really not around her, she heard a slight groan.

Her whole body seemed to be in a state of stillness.

The voice was short and light, and she couldn't tell the direction.

She held her breath and waited quietly. After about 30 seconds, there was a very subtle sound coming from her, but it was not a groan, but a gasp similar to that of poor breath.

Summer good night probably recognized the direction, groped for the sound source.

She stumbled about ten meters away and finally found the sound source.

As she approached, she clearly felt that the breath was getting faster and faster It's like suffocating at any time.

Xia goodnight confirms that this is the year of the Han Dynasty. She shouts his name, squats down and fumbles around: "the year of the Han Dynasty?"

When she couldn't tell which direction she felt, her hand touched a skirt.

She followed the lapel and continued to touch it. Then she recognized that it was Han's leg.

(in Chapter 1, I'll add more. In Chapter 1, I'll send the update on the 11th in advance to see you in the evening. In the afternoon, I'll go out to play. For the 900000 recommended tickets, come on