who killed my cat

Chapter 46 Nocturne

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Even at dusk, the sky is usually covered with red splashes of ink, and then the sky is covered by the night, and the street lights are turned on one by one.

Xu Xun trotted all the way to Xisheng Bookstore.The warm orange light leaked from the small Nordic-style shop. For some reason, Xu Xun suddenly felt a sense of satisfaction at home.

A clear and bright male voice spoke, the voice was gentle and full of appeal, which made people intoxicated.The little girl with double ponytails listened with gusto, completely oblivious to Xu Xun who pushed the door in.

Xu Xun closed the door lightly, leaned against the door frame and listened for a while.

"Death gave up these precious things for a song. And the nightingale went on and on. It sang that it sang that quiet churchyard--where the white roses grew, and the elder-trees Smells sweetly, where the new grass is stained with the widow's tears. Then Death thinks fondly of his own garden, and disappears at the window in a cold white mist."

The autumn wind knocked the wind chime outside the door with a crisp sound. Chen Yuan looked up from the book and saw Xu Xun wearing a leather jacket with his arms folded and his shoulders propped on the door frame.

There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, and he pushed some of the fallen hair behind his ears.

"You're here, what do you want to eat?"

"Huh? You... are waiting for me."

"It was Tingting who said that we will eat together when you come back."

After Xu Xun heard this, he felt that the girl's pain was not in vain, so he rubbed the top of her head with his generous palm. "Tingting, you're so good, you know how to wait for your brother."

Unexpectedly, Tingting rolled her eyes: "If I knew you were so late, I wouldn't wait. But forget it, who told me that I am a good boy who respects the old and loves the young."

Xu Xun: "..."

Chen Yuan on one side was flipping through the takeout with his mobile phone, but the corners of his mouth curled up uncontrollably, and he glanced at Xu Xun very seductively.

Xu Xun: "..." So how did these two people get together.Why am I at the bottom of the food chain.

The aroma of food spreads and interweaves with the deepest warmth in the heart.

Chen Yuan took off his eyes, and the inexplicable softness and clarity were shrouded in mist and became blurred.Taking advantage of this ambiguity, Xu Xunzai looked at him carefully.He ate gracefully and silently, but he ate very quickly.I don't know why, but Xu Xun has the illusion that watching him eat can see the eternity.

That familiar hallucination reappeared again.Under the blue and white sun, with the back of the sun facing his outstretched hand, it seemed extraordinarily far away under the light wrap.The voice from all over the world carried a childishness that did not fade away, turning him from a weapon into a man.

The voice said:

--Did you hear it?my heartbeat.

——You have to live well...

The night melts into Xiwei, the dead leaves turn into butterflies and fall to the ground, the ice and snow turn into green, and there are spring lights and birdsong on the strong branches of the ancient capital.

The fallen leaves on the black asphalt road were swept away, and some piled up on both sides had been scattered again, and scattered on the black and clean road.The street lamps on the side of the road were warm and dim.

"Hello! Xu Xun!" Xu Xun suddenly recovered.I saw Chen Yuan knocking on his lunch box.

"Stop wandering, see me fascinated?"

Xu Xun broke the chopsticks in half, buried his head in the meal, and replied, "Yeah. Looks good on you." Without saying a word, he started to gobble it up.

Chen Yuan seemed amused by him, picked up his phone and started to change the background music of the bookstore to a new playlist.The hoarse and ambiguous provocation of jazz was replaced by the melodious wavelength of the violin.

Chen Yuan brought each of them a cup of tea, and Gu Ting obediently went to read a book.Xu Xun swallowed a mouthful of food and said, "Thank you so much for the time. Otherwise, I will definitely suffer when Captain Gu comes back."

"You're welcome." He crossed his legs, and his loose clothes exposed his neck, but it was still wrapped in gauze. Xu Xun frowned as if he was a little angry, and lowered his voice: "Are you hurting yourself again! You guys What happened to that contact person, if you have a problem with your spiritual sea, you should immediately return to the headquarters for treatment."

Chen Yuan glanced at him quietly, smiling comfortably, and the curved peach blossom eyes were a kind of detachment staring at the void, and replied without going to the village or behind the store: "I heard that classical music is good for digestion."

Then, as if he knew in advance that the other party was a music idiot, he deliberately asked him: "I don't know, does Officer Xu have any musicians he likes?"

"..." Xu Xun's artistic accomplishment is really empty.

Even if you tell him that Chopin's surname is Xiao, Liszt is a relative of Li Guinian, and the violin is a plucked string instrument.He may also reply very calmly, oh, is that so.

And the opposite one is under the torment of capitalism, obviously his rank is much higher than him in this field.But when it comes to music, he remembered the mysterious cellist Ye Su.While eating, he told Chen Yuan about this matter.

"That cellist, Ye Su, is not easy. Although I haven't worked for the General Bureau for many years, he also deliberately disguised his walking posture. However, I didn't expect to meet a colleague of this level in the police station .Ah no, ex-peer."

Chen Yuan habitually pressed his fingertips together and put them on his lips with a smile: "What do you want me to imply. There are many unknown and strange things happening in this city every day."

"not much."

"Ok?"

"Look at what you're saying, there are a lot of strange things that happen every day. But what you should know and don't know—not much."

After hearing this, Chen Yuan pulled back the chair, slowly got up, walked around the table and got behind Xu Xun, with his elbows resting on Xu Xun's shoulders, his slightly long hair hanging down from behind Xu Xun, rubbing against each other. Xu Xun's cheek.

Chen Yuan's fingertips slid across the contours of Xu Xun's face, and his warm breath fell on Xu Xun's neck.His voice skipped over the eardrums and directly entered Xu Xun's spiritual sea.

Chen Yuan's mischievous voice sounded in Xu Xun's mind: "Are you sure you want to be here?" Before Xu Xun could speak, Chen Yuan pulled him closer to his spiritual world.

Xu Xun's mind suddenly went blank, and he opened his eyes in the void.

There was no wind in the sea of ​​spirits, but the long hair of the person by the window was slightly raised. A thin little boy was sitting on the balcony, wearing a snow-white hospital gown.His bare feet were pale and thin, with blue veins faintly visible.He had one leg bent and the other hanging down naturally.The snow-white gauze curtain was lifted by the wind, covering the small room.

That's...it's Chen Yuan.

Xu Xun knew that this was not Chen Yuan's real spiritual sea.

People with powerful psychic abilities can construct their own psychic space, which can not only protect their own spirit from prying eyes, but also trap others in it.

In other words, Xu Xun is dangerous now.However, he was not flustered at all, and he didn't even have a sense of crisis, as if he was sure that the owner here would not do anything bad to him.

Chen Yuan.

His figure was shrouded in a veil, and the curling shadows on the snow-white veil appeared alternately with his hospital gown. He didn't wear glasses, and his jet-black hair was flying around.

Although a completely different body shape, clothing color.But Xu Xun has another inexplicable sense of familiarity about to break through.

Xu Xun's brain suddenly ached.The powerlessness of being fixed on a solid bed, walking alone in the wilderness of dead bodies, the smell of blood rising from the dry coughing throat.

Then, his hand raised the gun uncontrollably.aligned...

aligned...

It hurts!My head hurts!who is it?Who is it!

He caught it out of the corner of his eye but couldn't figure it out.At that moment, a pair of eyes flashed in front of him, and hair tips that were scattered like ink flakes flew up.

Pass quickly.

The birds in the sky pass by without a trace, like the feathers left by angels, falling to the world, mixed with ethereal singing.

The young man sang a familiar tune, taking away his sorrow.

Ionce was lost but now I'm found,

Was blind but now I see.

T'was grace thattaught my heart to fear

And grace my fear relieved

He has eyes like obsidian.Bright and gloomy like obsidian.It hides the freedom and arrogance of Fengqingyuelang.

He had never seen such a Chen Yuan, but Xu Xun felt that such a Chen Yuan was the real him.

What the hell did I forget?

Why, why won't you take me away?

I miss you so much...

cat.

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The song is "AMAZINGGRACE"

Searching for Soul Torture: Who Killed Me Again?Who did I kill again!

What Chen Yuan read is Hans Christian Andersen's "Nightingale", my favorite fairy tale