Chapter 640

The plague is coming, the plague is coming

The night has not yet fully arrived, Zhou Haorui's mind again sounded that desolate voice, every nerve began to suffer torture. It was April 19, the twentieth day, and the crow had not yet appeared, and he had indeed reached the border of madness.

From the night of the thirteenth day, while the bleak voice appeared again and again, there were scattered pieces of light and shadow passing by, which made his spirit more unbearable.

Every day, the pieces of light and shadow become more, more chaotic and more real. He seems to see many strange scenes which can not be described.

But every time he wanted to capture a little bit more clearly, even a piece of light and shadow, he had a headache, and his muscles were almost stiff

Now, Zhou Haorui is really not sure whether the crow is good or bad, good or bad, save him or harm him.

Is there no Petrochemical disease at all, only exist in their own step to crazy?

Isn't there a goatee man, and what happened that night was a fake made by that crow?

Isn't it, isn't it, isn't it

Zhou Haorui not only bears the physical torture, but also is agitated by his own anxieties, and his mental pressure is even greater, just like duckweed in the storm.

From the 18th day on, he couldn't sleep all night. He just tossed and turned in bed. In the daytime, he wanted to make up for his sleep, but he missed his class, but he still couldn't sleep. His mind was like a dry one, and there was no nutrient for his dream.

Up to now, it has been three days in a row. In the dormitory, Zhou Haorui looks at himself in the fitting mirror. He has lost a circle, two big dark circles, and looks terrible.

"Haorui..." Wang Jiaqi, who was playing computer over there, looked at this side, "why don't you go to the hospital?"

Wei Ziyang also hope, they all know his insomnia pain recently, but really can't help.

"Well..." Zhou Haorui answered slowly and powerlessly. His eyes were dry as if he were about to burst. He said, "I'll go to the hospital tomorrow and have a look..."

That's right, but he knows it's no use going to the hospital unless the doctor cuts off his head.

Zhou Haorui went to his bed and lay down to sleep. However, as soon as he closed his eyes and his eyes fell into darkness, the sound became strong, and the light and shadow fragments poured out.

In this way, there is no way to rest

Zhou Haorui is like a man who has been fishing for 20 days by the riverside. He is exposed to the sun every day. He is thirsty and hungry. He is going crazy and dying. When he looks at the fishing line being pulled again, he is exhausted even though he can't pull up the fish every time in the past.

But when he was about to die, he still had a breath of anger, anger, and madness, and he still used his whole body to pull it - to capture the fragments of light and shadow.

Even if it's just a clear view, it's a demonstration against the crow

This time, a kind of feeling that did not exist in the past gushed out. Zhou Haorui suddenly saw a piece of debris.

It was An old alley entrance, outside is the sidewalk, there is a street lamp, and in the left side of the building wall, there is a signboard "Fuji tea".

It's Spring Street! There is spring street!

Zhou Haorui's spirit was suddenly refreshed. His nerves, which were about to break, seemed to be moistened. He knew where it was. He had been there, of course, and there were some snack shops. Sometimes he would go there to eat.

The plague is coming, the plague is coming

Zhou Haorui opened his eyes, sat up from the bed, looked at the direction of the bedroom door, stopped for a moment, then got out of bed and quickly changed a suit of clothes and walked away.

"I'll go out." He told the Wangs in a hurry, but did not say where they were going.

Quanshui street, Fuji tea, that lane.

After seeing the fragment, he had a new feeling that it was where the crow was going to guide him.

It took him so many days to get new guidance.

Maybe it wasn't like that, maybe the devil had led him to a deeper abyss, but he couldn't stand it any longer and could not endure such a night.

Zhou Haorui went out of the dormitory building. The cold wind almost knocked down his frail body, and every pore contracted because of the cold. This year's weather is really strange. It's going to be may, and it's still so cold.

Now it's nearly midnight, and there are not many people on the campus. Zhou Haorui learned from that day's lesson and tried his best to choose the most lively Road to walk. He gradually left the campus of Dahua Technology, which was 100 meters, 200 meters, 300 meters, close to the destination.

The area where Dahua Technology is located is a remote old town in Dahua City, and this area is not prosperous.

It's so late again. Zhou Haorui is walking on the old street. There are few pedestrians and there are not many vehicles on the outside road. Most of the shops on the street have closed. Sometimes there are no pharmacies and convenience stores that are not closed. The clerk behind the counter looks down at the mobile phone.The lights of street lamps are getting dimmer and dimmer. The Fuji tea is more than ten meters ahead. Zhou Haorui can see the old lamp post in the light and shadow fragments.

But his steps stopped and his brow frowned slightly

Next to the lamp post, there was a middle-aged man standing there, about 1.7 meters tall, plain and old-fashioned clothes, a little fat figure and face, and a flat hair with a backward hairline. He looked very dejected.

Zhou Haorui's eyes also noticed another figure, leaning against the wall inside the lane entrance, a young girl who looked a few years older than him.

The girl's looks and clothes are very beautiful, but her spirit seems to be very depressed. She looks like she just died

Zhou Haorui saw this in the mirror not long ago.

He now looked at these two strange passers-by, for a few moments, it was like looking at a mirror, because of their eyes.

Zhou Haorui takes a deep breath secretly. He thinks too much Or those two people, what's really weird

After a little while, neither of them moved. They should be ordinary passers-by. Zhou Haorui tentatively took a few steps forward. However, the closer he went, the more hot the crow mark on his right wrist became. It was absolutely strange

He stopped again, the middle-aged man, the young girl did not leave, as if waiting for something.

"Hello, hello..." Until all of a sudden, the middle-aged man took the initiative to say hello to them, a little embarrassed and shy, "are you also..."

The middle-aged man raised his right hand and pulled off his sleeve. There was a crow mark on his wrist in the dim light.

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