Late at night, the light in the room was still on.
"Yawn …"
Ning Feng stretched and yawned. The tears that came out along with the yawn temporarily relieved the dryness and fatigue in his eyes.
"It's finally done!"
Looking at the plan on the computer screen, Ning Feng twisted his neck and shoulders to relieve the fatigue of sitting in the same position for a long time.
He tiptoed and pushed the computer chair away a little. Ning Feng stood up from his seat, and in the process, something slipped out of his jeans pocket.
"Pa da …"
The sound made Ning Feng look down and see a small white thing that looked like a flat steamed bun.
"This is? This thing is still here! "
Ning Feng bent down and picked up the thing on the ground. It was a white Go piece, smooth and smooth, and the glaze was clear. It looked much better than ordinary Go pieces.
He remembered when he just graduated two years ago, when he went on an outing with a few friends in the mountains, he was going to make a bonfire next to a few dead trees in the forest.
When he was cleaning up the leaves and branches, he found a broken Go board and some Go pieces scattered in the mud.
The Go pieces were either dirty, gray, or simply broken, but Ning Feng still saw this very beautiful Go piece. At that time, he thought it looked good, so he picked it up and played with it for a while. Later, he put it in his pocket, thinking that it was the pants he was wearing at that time.
This was just a small interlude in his life. As he entered the society, the increasing pressure of work and life had long been forgotten by Ning Feng. He did not expect to see this Go piece again today.
"Phew … it was so good back then … I've only worked for three years …"
Ning Feng looked at the white Go piece in his hand and laughed at himself, but then he immediately rubbed his eyes because he suddenly found that there seemed to be words in the Go piece.
"Dream Wandering?"
Ning Feng murmured with doubt.
"Zizi … zizi zizi …"
With a subtle sound of electric current, the lights in the room flickered and then immediately returned to normal.
Ning Feng subconsciously looked up, and the lights seemed to be normal.
"What's going on, the voltage is unstable?"
"Zizi zizi … zizi …"
The lights flickered frequently again and then stabilized. While Ning Feng was still wondering about the voltage, the lights became brighter and brighter, and soon it was as bright as a small sun.
The laptop next to him also emitted sparks in the sound of electric current.
"F * ck!!! Proposal!!! "
Ning Feng squinted because of the bright light and was about to unplug the laptop.
Bang! Bang!
The lights above his head and the computer in front of him exploded. Ning Feng felt as if he had hit a wall. His vision went black and he lost consciousness.
…
After an unknown period of time, Ning Feng regained his consciousness.
His entire body felt weak, his head was dizzy, and his eyes were so hot that he couldn't open them. His left wrist felt as if it was being cut by a knife, and the pain was unbearable. Other than that, the rest of his body felt abnormally numb.
Ning Feng wanted to wake up, but when he moved his body, the sound of water splashing could be heard.
"Water?"
With this doubtful thought, the sensations in his body began to gradually return.
Ning Feng could feel that he was really soaking in the water, and his whole body was half-lying in the water.
Hualala!
As a large amount of liquid flowed down, Ning Feng opened his eyes and sat up. This movement caused the water to sway, causing his body to temporarily lose balance and almost fall into the water again. His right hand subconsciously supported a certain edge, but his left hand couldn't exert any strength.
Although his eyes were open, they couldn't adapt to the light at all. It felt as if he had slept in the pitch-black darkness for a long time and was suddenly awakened by a flashlight. He squinted his eyes and teared up because of the light.
About ten seconds later, Ning Feng finally adapted to the light. His body also became more normal, and his temperature, smell, and vision began to slowly return to the level of consciousness.
The water was warm, and he was sitting in a bathtub full of water?
The light that felt very strong just now was actually just a little light coming in through the closed curtains on one side of the window.
Ning Feng reached out his right hand to wipe his face, but it made Ning Feng smell a strong smell of blood.
"Ah — —"
When he looked down again, Ning Feng couldn't help but scream.
No matter how weak his body was, no matter how much pain he was in, he used all his strength to stand up and step out of the bathtub in a panic.
"Hua la la …" The water splashed red, and the wet clothes on his body were also dripping with a dark red color.
Ning Feng's mind temporarily went blank, and then a deep sense of fear.
What happened? Why is there so much blood? Why am I soaking in this bathtub full of blood?
"Hiss … Ah … How … F * ck!"
When his left hand used the pain to once again pull Ning Feng's attention to himself, it successfully scared him.
Looking at his left hand, Ning Feng didn't know how to describe his current feelings. He then subconsciously looked into the bathtub.
The source of the pain in his left hand was because there was a terrible knife cut on it. Combined with the fact that he was lying in the bathtub just now … After all this time, it turned out to be all his blood?
Naturally, a person couldn't shed a bathtub full of blood. If this scene was seen by a second person, it was obvious that he had cut his wrist, and the person who killed himself was Ning Feng.
These thoughts flashed in his mind in a flash. Ning Feng didn't dare to stand there like a fool. No matter who hurt him, the most important thing now was to bandage his left wrist and go to the hospital for emergency treatment!
"Medical kit! Medical kit! Yes, yes! This is the toilet, in the toilet cupboard! "
Ning Feng hurriedly wanted to find his family's medical kit, but he suddenly realized that he was not familiar with this toilet at all.
Then, when he saw the mirror in front of the toilet sink for the first time, Ning Feng was stunned as if he had been cast with a paralyzing spell.
In the mirror was a pale and gloomy young man. His messy, dry hair was half wet, and the front had already covered his eyebrows. His eye sockets were deep, and his cheekbones were prominent. His eyes were bloodshot, and his body was very thin. He showed a panicked expression, and drops of blood were constantly dripping from his body …
"This is not me at all!"
A moment ago, he was still at home rushing out the plan, but now he saw another ghost-like person in the mirror. Ning Feng's mind was in a mess, and this feeling was even more frightening than a nightmare.
He raised his left hand and released his left wrist with his right hand, so that he could see the wound that cut his wrist more clearly.
The knife was very deep, and directly cut open the artery. There was no more blood flowing out from the wound. Could it be that the blood had already flowed out?
He looked at the bathtub at the side, and the color of the warm water inside looked similar to blood.
"Then why haven't I collapsed? And where is this place? "
Ning Feng suddenly walked to the bathroom window and pulled open the curtain. He saw an old-fashioned residential building, but it was obvious that he didn't recognize it.
… …
"Creak … …"
The door of the toilet that had been unlocked was opened from the inside, and Ning Feng carefully walked out of the toilet.
Outside was a bright room, and the wall that was connected to the balcony in front had a large floor-to-ceiling window, so the lighting was very good.
The furnishings in the room were simple. A bed that was wrapped into a ball, a large wardrobe that was half open, a study table, and two chairs were all the furniture.
On the wall of the bed and the wall of the study table, there were a few pieces of white paper with a brush, and the words "Stay Awake" were written on them in various ways.
This was obviously not Ning Feng's home!
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