Chapter 617 Miscalculation

Dihu stood up slowly and stretched. He looked at the sky that was about to get dark, and then looked at the portal that was lit not far away, and yawned slowly.

He was about to leave directly, but suddenly remembered something, so he turned around and walked into the building behind him and went down the stairs directly.

Qi Xia had fallen asleep on the table.

The candle on the table was about to burn out, and it seemed that he could have a good sleep.

Dihu looked at Qi Xia, shook his head slightly, then took off his large-sized suit jacket and spread it on the ground beside him, then walked over and gently called: "Brother Yang?"

Qi Xia was sleeping very deeply and looked very tired.

"Brother Yang?"

Dihu called again softly, and found that Qi Xia still had no reaction, but just kept frowning, as if he was under great pressure.

Dihu simply stopped calling him, and directly put his hand on his shoulder, picked him up, and then walked to the side and put him on the suit he had laid out, and let him lie flat.

"Hey... Brother Yang..." Dihu sighed after he stood up and whispered, "Why do you have to make yourself so tired? Just take a good rest when you can rest."

He knew that no one else would disturb him tonight. No matter how much he carried, Dihu just hoped that he could take a good rest in his own place.

Dihu watched Qi Xia's frown gradually relax, and then he was relieved and turned to walk up the stairs.

He didn't notice that under the dim candlelight, Qi Xia's sleeping expression gradually became uneasy.

He also didn't notice that a black line had been tied to Qi Xia's wrist since I didn't know when, and the other end of the black line was tied to the bottom of the burning candle.

...

Qi Xia opened his eyes and found himself lying on the floor of his home. The floor was very hard and hurt his back.

He reached out and rubbed his head, feeling confused.

The ceiling of the house had completely cracked, and the corners were full of spider webs. He sat up slowly, as if trying to figure out what happened.

"What is this...?" He narrowed his eyes and thought quickly, but he always felt that his brain was completely blocked and all his thoughts were cut off.

Qi Xia slowly stood up and glanced around, his eyes stopped on the desk in this room without a bed.

There was a photo frame on the desk.

He picked up the photo frame, and on it was a photo of himself and Yu Nian'an.

"An...?"

Qi Xia reached out and touched the figure on the photo frame, and always felt something was strange.

"I'm home?"

When this thought came up, Qi Xia's expression instantly felt much more relieved.

It doesn't matter how many troubles a person has, as long as he can return home, all troubles can disappear.

"An...?"

Qi Xia pushed the door and came to the living room. The room was empty, and there was no one.

If Yu Nian'an was not at home, where would he be?

Qi Xia searched the kitchen and bathroom, but the room was indeed empty, and there was no one in sight. There were only dilapidated furniture, a dusty single sofa, and a completely cracked floor.

He turned his head and looked out the window. There was a blood-red sky and a yellowish-brown sun outside.

Qi Xia frowned and thought for a moment, then he was relieved. Yu Nian'an was not at home, and most likely she went downstairs to buy groceries.

As soon as this thought came to him, he felt dizzy, as if his brain had fallen into a state of complete confusion. He could only see what was in front of him, and could not remember what had happened before, nor could he guess the direction of the future.

He walked to the door of the house and was about to open the door to find Yu Nian'an, but suddenly a strange sense of fear surged up.

He always felt that he would encounter something extremely terrible after opening this door, and he actually withdrew his hand stupidly after stopping for a few seconds.

What was outside the door?

Qi Xia's heartbeat accelerated involuntarily. He slowly turned around, but found that Yu Nian'an was standing behind him, looking straight at him.

She was dressed in white, spotless, with long hair draped behind her, and she looked flawless at a glance.

"An...?" Qi Xia was startled, but soon smiled, "Are you at home?"

"I'm here." Yu Nian'an also smiled and nodded.

"But I...why didn't I see you?" Qi Xia's brain felt dizzy again.

"Because I'm always behind you, so you can't see me." Yu Nian'an said with a smile.

"Behind me...?" Qi Xia nodded blankly, "Okay...Okay..."

"Xia, are you hungry?" Yu Nian'an asked, "I'll make something for you?"

Hearing this, Qi Xia's expression eased a little, but still a little confused.

For some reason, in his limited memory, he felt that Yu Nian'an had always been making food for him.

"An, I'm not hungry, can we chat?" Qi Xia asked for some unknown reason.

"Chat...?"

After saying this, Yu Nian'an was also stunned for a moment, and then said lightly: "No, no, Xia, I'm going to make you something to eat."

Qi Xia slowly frowned, feeling that his brain was becoming clear: "Why...? I'm not hungry now, I don't want to eat."

"No." Yu Nian'an put away his smile and said expressionlessly, "Xia, I'm going to cook now, guess what delicious food I'm going to make for you?"

"What the hell..."

Qi Xia's expression suddenly turned cold, and he gradually felt that all this was too strange.

Why did Yu Nian'an always cook for him every time he met her?

Why was the room so dilapidated?

Why did dust fall everywhere?

Why was Yu Nian'an the only one who was spotless?

Those lost thoughts seemed to be gathering back little by little.

"This is not my home, and you are not Yu Nian'an..." Qi Xia's eyes suddenly lit up, "Where is this?"

"Xia, what are you talking about?"

"Who are you?" Qi Xia asked coldly, "Why do you want to pretend to be Yu Nian'an?"

Yu Nian'an's face gradually blurred in front of Qi Xia, and her facial features became less and less three-dimensional, and finally disappeared completely.

Now standing in front of Qi Xia was a person without facial features at all.

But she was still talking.

That flat face was still making sounds.

"Xia, do you know?" she said, "There are many roads in this world, and everyone has his own road."

"Monster..." Qi Xia gritted his teeth and cursed, "Do you still want to use such a clumsy trick to deceive me? Do you think I won't think if you block my thoughts?!"

"Dong Dong Dong".

A small knock on the door suddenly sounded behind Qi Xia, making Qi Xia's hair stand on end.

In front of him was a faceless Yu Nian'an, and behind him was the old wooden door. In his memory, this door had never been knocked on.

"Dong Dong Dong".