在一个阴沉的夜晚，城市仿佛笼罩在一层薄雾中，空气中弥漫着一种说不清道不明的气息。主人公李明站在一座古老的石桥上，望着头顶斑驳的石墙发呆。他的-gray瞳Vue”>
额角已经紧紧地皱成了一个弯月形，就像此刻凝固在记忆中的往日 Faces。
他轻轻抚摸着紧绷的眉头，指尖不自觉地颤抖起来。记忆中那个雨夜的画面又浮现在眼前：他正要开口与表妹 discussion，却突然被一声异样的狗吠声惊醒。那声音低沉而富有节奏感，像是某种生灵在低声呢喃。
正当李明想要转身查看时，天空突然阴云密布，仿佛有人在用铅笔在天空的幕布上快速作画。他迅速后退几步，抓住了腰间挂着的一把旧扇子，试图遮住视线。然而，当他的左眼角移开时，竟然看到了一个模糊的光点。
“Who are you?” his voice
that voice seemed to vibrate through the very air, a low resonance that made his-gray瞳 Vue”>
soul shiver. He could feel it in his blood, like an electric current coursing through every nerve.
The more he looked at the light, the closer it felt as if it were approaching him. His heart raced, and his gray eyes grew wide with a mixture of fear and excitement. But then, something unexpected happened.
As he pressed on, the light began to flicker, dimming and brightening in an unpredictable pattern. It was like watching static crackle on a cold night. The air around him seemed to crackle with energy, as if the very essence of mystery were being poured into that fragile beam.
The closer he got, the fainter it became. Almost imperceptible until it suddenly surged forward again, lashing out in a final, desperate attempt to reach his grasp. He could feel a surge of cold air, sharp and unrelenting, as if something was pulling at him from the depths of the night.
His gray eyes blazed with a mixture of confusion and determination. He had never felt so alone before. Yet, there was something in that light that he couldn’t ignore. It pulsed like a heartbeat, a rhythm that spoke to his soul in ways words could not.
And then, just as it seemed to fade away, it came back. But this time, it was different. The light had grown stronger, more vibrant, almost alive. It shimmered with an inner glow, as if it contained an untouchable power.
The closer he got, the fainter it became. Almost imperceptible until it suddenly surged forward again, lashing out in a final, desperate attempt to reach his grasp. He could feel a surge of cold air, sharp and unrelenting, as if something was pulling at him from the depths of the night.
His gray eyes blazed with a mixture of confusion and determination. He had never felt so alone before. Yet, there was something in that light that he couldn’t ignore. It pulsed like a heartbeat, a rhythm that spoke to his soul in ways words could not.
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