On the Snow Light.

After Zhang Yunian and Xia Jiang returned from the past world, they have been thinking about what happened.

But... people will be tired.

It is impossible for them to not eat, drink, sleep and sleep.

At midnight, a strong sense of fatigue surged up. During this period, most people were already lying on the bed and fell asleep.

Zhang Yunian and Xia Jiang are also preparing to take turns to start resting.

One person slept for four hours and rested until eight in the morning.

Xia Jiang went to rest first, and Zhang Yunian watched the night.

However, having said that, sleeping is not something that can fall asleep immediately just by wanting to sleep.

This is what Xia Jiang is like at this moment.

She felt as if she was suppressed by an inexplicable atmosphere.

Although she was very tired, her brain was extremely awake. She lay on the bed, and although her eyes were closed, time passed by minute by minute, but she couldn't fall asleep at all.

Thoughts, bodies, as if they also have souls, are all rising and falling with the surging waves.

At this time...

The door creaked.

A cold wind came in from the edge of the door and flew past Xia Jiang's ears, she couldn't help but shivered.

A more subtle sound came from the direction of the door.

"Zhang Yunian? Is it you?"

She and Zhang Yunian are the only ones in this room. What are Zhang Yunian doing when she opens the door?

Or... Zhang Yunian was not the one who opened the door at all?

The sleepiness that had already gradually appeared suddenly disappeared at the moment the door rang.

As the door opened strangely, something seemed to appear... In the darkness, Xia Jiang could feel something slowly approaching her and staring at her...

"Zhang Yunian?"

Xia Jiang shouted in a low voice again.

She immediately sat up from the bed and looked at the door. The vague figure...is it Zhang Yunian?

If it was his, why didn't he answer me?

She was a little scared, was it me dreaming?

Because I had had a nightmare experience, when I encountered such a thing, Xia Jiang immediately began to wonder if he was dreaming.

She bit the tip of her tongue hard, and a pain came, not a dream...

But...she looked at the door.

The vague...indescribable shadow standing at my door is so unreal.

At this time, she saw a red thing suddenly appeared on the door frame, not big, just a small ball.

What is that?

In this case, Xia Jiang is generally afraid.

But strangely, this time, more emotions appeared in her heart than fear, and she was confused.

Xia Jiang rubbed his eyes gently and finally saw clearly what it was.

It was a hand, a hand full of blood!

The hand tightly grasped the door frame, the bones raised, the blue veins bulged, and the nails were deeply stuck on the edge of the door frame, making people creepy.

Xia Jiang immediately broke out in cold sweat, and she suddenly covered her mouth.

Where is Zhang Yunian?

Where has Zhang Yunian gone?

Did Zhang Yunian find something strange when I was asleep and ran away long ago?

No……

No...

Although I haven't known each other for a long time, Xia Jiang believes that Zhang Yunian is not that kind of person.

He is very smart and very smart, but he has stubbornness and persistence that ordinary smart people do not have.

The man thinks that right is right and wrong is wrong, and both right and wrong need to pay the corresponding price for it.

Maybe it has something to do with his profession...

Anyway, he is not the kind of person who will leave his companions behind.

At this time, one hand suddenly pressed Xia Jiang's shoulder.

Xia Jiang was startled and was about to scream, but he saw the man in the dim light.

Zhang Yunian?!

He is still in the house?

But why didn't you see him just now?

Zhang Yunian's hand slowly went down, grabbed her right arm, and then exerted a little force.

He wants to pull me up?

Xia Jiang felt the power from Zhang Yunian's hand. What did he want to do?

The blood-stained arm next to the door was getting harder and harder, and the door frame was scratched by it, and it was about to come in!

Xia Jiang finally strengthened his determination. No matter what Zhang Yunian wanted to do, she now had no other way.

All she could do was believe him.

As if he noticed Xia Jiang's intention, Zhang Yunian's hand slightly relaxed.

Xia Jiang slowly got off the bed, but it was impossible not to make a sound.

So although her movements were very light, the bed still made a slight creaking sound.

And these sounds seemed to give the thing at the door strength, and the hand full of blood became more and more ferocious.

"Squeak"

The door opened wider.

Xia Jiang slowly widened his eyes.

This room has a maximum of fifteen square meters. Although the windows are open, you will fall into the sea when you crawl out of the window, which is simply a search for death!

As soon as the thing at the door came in, there was nowhere to hide...

What exactly does Zhang Yunian want to do?

Xia Jiang looked up at Zhang Yunian.

In the darkness, she could only vaguely see Zhang Yunian seemingly nodding.

She couldn't see his eyes clearly, but she could feel his warmth.

Xia Jiang completely left the bed. At this time, Zhang Yunian put a little force and pulled Xia Jiang into his arms.

Xia Jiang, who had always been furious, was about to struggle subconsciously, but he heard Zhang Yunian's subtle voice in his ears.

"Shh"

His breath warmly penetrated Xia Jiang's neck, and the enthusiasm immediately crawled from his neck to his ears and then spread to his cheeks.

Xia Jiang stopped moving, and she was completely held in her arms by Zhang Yunian, with her head resting on Zhang Yunian's neck, and her brain was blank.

She only felt Zhang Yunian holding her and taking a step in a certain direction, and then moved.

Then……

"Bang!"

The door was completely opened!

It's it!

Xia Jiang widened his eyes and trembled all over. The owner of the bloody hand at the door was the woman who was standing in the corridor when he first got on the boat!

She took a breath of cold air and watched it slowly walk in from the door. Her two blood-red hands kept dripping blood down, and a strong smell of blood filled the air.

This time... I'm dead.

Xia Jiang closed his eyes in fear.

What exactly is Zhang Yunian doing?
To be continued...