As expected by Gu Yang.

By this time, there were no traces of tricycles on the icy and snowy roads.

The cold wind on the street was biting. During the distance from the hospital building to the hospital entrance, Gu Yang was so cold that he didn't bother to think about any worldly things. His nose had no feeling, and his cheeks seemed to be cut into pieces with a thousand cuts.

Fortunately, after waiting for a while, a taxi came slowly.

Gu Yang immediately waved and shouted to stop.

Although the fare is nearly 20 to 30 times more expensive than a tricycle.

However, taxis gave him an unparalleled sense of security.

The driver was a woman. From the moment she got on the bus, she looked at Gu Yang several times from head to toe.

The eyes are full of weirdness.

Obviously, on weekend nights, when taking a bus to Yonghe Road Guesthouse Street, instead of going to the club to call Ji, would he go to the bookstore?

Gu Yang realized this but ignored her.

Song Hui's favorability towards Gu Yang suddenly reached its peak at the moment of parting.

On the way back to the guest house, Gu Yang still replayed the scene of saying goodbye to Song Hui in his mind.

For some reason, Gu Yang suddenly had the urge to go back and accompany Song Hui.

This impulse inexplicably formed a trigger switch in Gu Yang's consciousness. As long as the car passed another traffic light, he would immediately ask the driver to turn around and take him back to the hospital.

"Why should I go back? Just to have a night's rest?"

"He must be very lonely during the long night!"

"Those books..."

Gu Yang kept blaming himself in his heart.

The car stopped at a traffic light intersection.

However, Gu Yang was stunned.

His mind was like a blank sheet of paper and he didn't know how to speak.

As soon as he opened his mouth, it was as if the female driver was going to eat him.

The car started slowly and accelerated on the dark night road.

Music from an unknown singer flows from the car stereo.

"I was caught off guard and had to stay there."

"I should be under the car, not in the car."

.......

Another traffic light intersection.

Gu Yang still didn't speak.

He repeated a sentence in his mouth.

"He has an unfulfilled wish... He has an unfulfilled wish!"

He was inexplicably flustered.

This kind of panic is difficult to describe in words.

"He has an unfulfilled wish... He has an unfulfilled wish!"

Another intersection.

He didn't speak.

He didn't speak...

Boom!!!

Finally, the car came to a sudden stop at the entrance of a row of brightly lit alleys.

The driver's cold voice sounded.

"Arrived!"

Gu Yang got out of the car mechanically after hearing the sound, and the driver hurriedly shouted: "Hey, hey, young man, you didn't pay!"

"How much?"

"4 yuan 5."

Gu Yang took out the money and handed it over.

My mind is still thinking about Song Hui nervously.

It wasn't until the taxi stepped on the accelerator that he suddenly realized:

"Should I go back?"

"The Myth of Sisyphus, Eight Million Ways to Die."

"Suicide...I have an unfulfilled wish..."

"He will kill himself!"

"He won't, he has an unfulfilled wish!"

"Should I go back?"

"He will kill himself! He is too lonely!"

"He won't..."

"..."

Gu Yang walked past the front desk of the guest house as if he were returning to his soul, and walked on the long corridor filled with the pungent smell of perfume.

"Handsome guy, come and play... don't be shy!"

"He can't be cold!"

"This man is lifeless, like a ghost."

"Did you catch something dirty?"

"Not sure."

"Good dogs don't bite, and biting dogs don't bark. Sisters, stay away from him."

......

......

Stayed up all night.

When it was almost dawn, Gu Yang finally couldn't help but squint.

But without exception, I dreamed of that absurd and terrifying scene again.

...that indescribable...that tall and terrifying figure made of countless mysterious runes.

The indescribable, absurd, chaotic, disorderly, and even distorted situation once again caused him to become insane and fall into the abyss of madness and evil.

Gu Yang in the dream seemed to have died again.

After waking up from the dream, my head was still hazy.

"Why do I have such strange dreams continuously?"

Of course, it's not that he can't dream, but every time he dreams of this kind of dream, his whole body feels as uncomfortable as being tied to a stone pillar and being burned at the stake.

It's scarier than dreaming about being chased by a ghost.

Life is worse than death!

......

At this moment, it was still dark, and Gu Yang got up from the bed.

A strong and very bad premonition told him that something might have happened to Song Hui.

...most likely suicide.

Gu Yang had no time to wash his face and brush his teeth, so he hurriedly ran out of the guest house.

It was so early in the morning, there was not a single car on the road.

The morning breeze is gentle but still cold.

Gu Yang followed his feelings... and headed towards the hospital.

Half an hour later, we finally hit a tricycle.

Arriving at the hospital, Gu Yang immediately ran straight to Song Hui's ward.

After entering, he found that the room was empty.
To be continued...