March 20

"... Could it be that our meeting was destined to be an accident..." The phone in his pocket kept vibrating, and after the light and melodious music, a low and magnetic singing voice came. Xia Nanyan kept moving her hands, holding the scanner gun skillfully, and methodically scanned the products piled on the counter. After the customer paid the bill, she secretly took out her mobile phone to answer the call. There was a quick and breathy voice on the other end of the phone. He said a word quickly and then hung up. But after Xia Nanyan heard those words, she rushed out of the supermarket regardless and ran towards the school. However, she was still late. When she arrived, under the dim light, there was a thick and sticky color of blood. There was a figure lying quietly in the blood, with red blood oozing out from all over his body, spreading on the ground and gathering into a bloody lake, but his face was as pale as snow, as if all the blood in his body was flowing out. "Why? Why is this happening?" Seeing this scene, Xia Nanyan finally couldn't hold on anymore and knelt down on the roadside weakly. "Tick!" In her pocket, a golden brass pocket watch suddenly started beating at this moment.