Every world is full of ghosts and monsters begging for hugs

After get off work, the laboratory building was deserted.

Bai Yao was holding a bag in her hand, which contained a lunch box. According to convention, she should go back to the dormitory to deliver dinner to her boyfriend, but by some mistake, she walked into the laboratory building.

Dr. Ma often goes to the laboratory and doesn't allow others to get close. Many people wonder if he is doing some bad experiments.

Dr. Ma was taken away, and Bai Yao found the laboratory key from his drawer.

She reached the third floor, stood at the door of a laboratory and took out the key.

Hearing the noise, the people in the laboratory suddenly raised their heads, staring straight at the door with a pair of dark eyes.

"Yao Yao!"

Bai Yao suddenly heard a voice coming from behind her. She turned around and was hugged by the young man who ran over happily.

Fu Huai complained softly while rubbing against her: "I've been waiting for you for a long time. Why doesn't Yaoyao come to me? This place is cold and dark, I hate it so much."

Bai Yao really couldn't stand his clingy nature like a puppy. She pushed him away slightly before she could speak normally: "Okay, let's go back to eat!"

Fu Huai was happy. She held Bai Yao's hand and happily told her how much she had stayed in the room and missed her this afternoon. Because he missed her so much, he even took out her clothes and gave her a hug.

In the laboratory, a thin young man lay anxiously on the ground, his hands firmly on the cold floor. Through the crack in the door, he could only vaguely see the girl's shoes slowly walking away.

What makes her even more jealous is that next to her shoes is another pair of sneakers belonging to a boy. His brisk steps are almost all showing off, showing off that only he can be so close to a girl.

So jealous, so jealous, so jealous——

The girl's shadow is no longer visible.

In the blurry light and shadow in the laboratory, the figure of the young man with too strong emotions split open and suddenly split into two halves.

The staff dormitory of Lanshan Hospital is not big, but because the people who live in it clean it very carefully, it seems very warm.

Fu Huai sat at the table and ate obediently. Bai Yao planned to go into the bathroom to wash the clothes that she had not had time to wash, but found that the dirty clothes basket was empty. She walked out and asked, "Where are the clothes?"

Fu Huai bit into a piece of ribs and said vaguely: "Sunbathing on the balcony."

Bai Yao took a look and saw that there were still clothes hanging on the clothesline on the balcony. She pushed open the glass door and walked to the balcony. She raised her head and looked carefully. Several clothes were wrinkled and nothing could be seen. .

Bai Yao reached out and turned over a skirt casually, and then her face turned dark.

Fu Huai didn't know when he came over. He huddled against the glass door, looking weak, pitiful and helpless.

Bai Yao turned around and glared at him.

Fu Huai said in a low voice: "There are mud spots on it. I want to wash it off. I obviously didn't use any force. It was too fragile and it was torn apart at once."

Bai Yao: "This is a skirt I like very much!"

Fu Huai lowered his head, grabbing the corners of his clothes with his fingers and twirling them around. Under his white broken hair, his eyelashes trembled pitifully. The corners of his lips moved slightly, "I'm sorry..."

This was the first time I heard him apologize.

Bai Yao raised her hand to her forehead, "Forget it."

Fu Huai slowly moved closer to her, tentatively hooked her little finger, and said nervously like a little daughter-in-law, "Yao Yao, I will buy you a more beautiful dress in the future."

Bai Yao: "Where did you get the money?"

Fu Huai: "I can..."

"If you dare to go out and walk around, someone will line up to give you money to try."

Fu Huai shut up, but he was stubborn and said after a while: "I can work and make money!"

Bai Yao: "Let's forget it. I'm afraid you will cause other people's shops to go bankrupt."

Fu Huai pursed his lips and sulked, because what Bai Yao said was true and he couldn't find the words to refute.

So after dinner, Fu Huai did not pester Bai Yao to sleep as usual. Instead, he took out his mobile phone and clicked on the instructional video on sewing clothes. He stayed at the corner of the bed with his mobile phone and watched it carefully.

He didn't offer himself a pillow as usual, but Bai Yao was a little uncomfortable with it. After washing up and getting into bed, she deliberately kicked him with her foot, "You're not going to sleep yet?"

Fu Huai didn't even raise his head, "I want to study."

Bai Yao lay down on her own, but she couldn't sleep. She turned her head and looked at the boy's side face. He shrunk his legs and half leaned on the head of the bed, his clean eyes flickering with the light of the screen.

Because he had just used Bai Yao's skin care products, he forgot to take off the pink hairband that pinned his forehead. He was particularly well-behaved when he was staring at his phone intently.

The more he didn't move, the more Bai Yao felt itchy.

She got up, and Fu Huai opened his hands and held her in his arms, but his eyes were still glued to the phone.

It could be seen that he opened his arms to hug her, but it was just a subconscious action.

Bai Yao's hand slipped under the hem of his clothes and lingered frequently on his trousers. She leaned over and kissed the corner of his lips, "Fu Huai."

He opened his mouth slightly and kissed her back, making a perfunctory "hmm" and gently stroking her back with one hand, without taking his eyes off the screen.

Bai Yao was impatient. She took out the phone in his hand and threw it aside. Then she pressed him down and started to pull his clothes roughly.

Fu Huai came back to his senses and looked at her blankly, "Yao Yao?"

Bai Yao looked fierce: "It's time for you to pay the public rations!"

In the middle of the night, everything is silent.

The white-haired boy was covered in mud and water, walking crookedly in the rain. His limbs were twisted at unnatural angles, but he was still trying to straighten his broken hand.

Covering half of his face that was shattered, he tried hard not to let the pieces of flesh and blood fall to the ground with the cold rain.

Even though his body was in disgraceful condition, he was still moving forward with determination.

Finally, he reached the downstairs of a dormitory, raised his head and stared at a room upstairs.

Really want--

That unconditional and extreme love should have belonged to him, and not been monopolized by that counterfeit!

Lightning flashed across, and the boy in the rain saw someone with the same appearance as himself.

But the difference was that he was covered in dirt and his limbs were damaged, like a rag doll that had been thrown into a garbage dump.

The young man in the building is clean and tidy, and has a provocative smile on his beautiful and flawless face. It is the kind of arrogance that can only be seen when being doted on by a lover.

Suddenly there was thunder in the middle of the night.

Bai Yao woke up from her dream and felt that someone was missing from her side. She sat up from the bed and looked at the door.

Bai Yao picked up her phone and turned on the flashlight. With the faint light, Bai Yao left the room to look for someone. When she got to the first floor, she saw a squatting figure in the stairwell.

The firelight flickered, reflecting the dirty boy.

He clumsily held the pink hairpin with his broken and bent fingers. He tried several times to pin the hairpin to his dirty hair, which could not see its original color, but he failed because his fingers could not use the strength.

But he didn't find it annoying. Instead, he kept working hard with joy. It didn't matter even if the already broken finger became more twisted.

When the light came, he raised his head and saw the girl standing on the stairs. An innocent smile bloomed on his face stained by mud and water, "Yao Yao——"

He stood up and ran towards her. His left leg, which had not yet healed, was broken. He tilted his left leg and fell to the ground. The cold cement floor made such a big noise and it must have hurt a lot.

However, he didn't need time to slow down and continued to move forward with his hands on the ground. His dark eyes were filled with desire for her. He shouted excitedly: "Yao Yao Yao Yao Yao——"

Bai Yao watched calmly as he crawled to his feet.

He stretched out his hand to grab her, but when he saw the stains on his hand, there was a bit of frustration in his eyes, and he slowly retracted his hand.

Bai Yao knelt down and held his hand.

He raised his eyes to look at her, her shadow in his misty eyes.

Bai Yao said: "How did you get yourself into this state?"

He didn't seem to know what to say. He only grasped her hand tightly, then stretched out the other hand holding the hairpin, and said with difficulty: "Yao Yao, I can't put it on."

A pink hairpin full of girlish heart lies in the hand with twisted fingers, creating a great contrast.

Bai Yao picked up the hairpin and pinned it gently in his hair. She said, "Okay."

The young man climbed up slightly and sat at her feet. He raised his hand and touched his hairpin, as if imagining his beautiful and perfect appearance, he raised the corners of his lips with a pure and pure smile.

He moved his body again with his hands on the ground, and carefully leaned against her feet. He knew that he was dirty and did not dare to dirty her, but even when he leaned against her feet, his face looked up with satisfaction. smile.

Bai Yao looked at him quietly for a few seconds. Finally, she sighed, opened her hands and hugged the dirty boy into her arms.