Show love in escape live

Different from the fast pace of other levels, the plot of Minghui Middle School progresses very slowly. If the bruise on the side of the waist is not still painful, Jiang Ning almost thinks that this is just simulating an ordinary high school.

However, he has a "bad name". No matter which subject he is, the teachers selectively ignore the existence of Jiang Ning and the others. Even if Xu Zhigang blatantly sleeps on the table, no teacher will take the initiative to talk to him.

There would be nothing to gain by staying in the class. Thinking of Yang Xiaotian who was sick and injured, Jiang Ning, who was full of doubts, gently bumped Yan Sen's arm: "Why don't we skip class and deliver dinner to Yang Xiaotian?"

When it comes to the phalanx and broken hand on the roof, Jiang Ning always feels that Yang Xiaotian's injury is not that simple. Anyway, the next few sessions are self-study classes, and he is really not in the mood to listen to the head teacher's dry lecture.

Don't worry about Xu Zhigang staying alone, the three of them simply skipped class and went back to the dormitory. The cafeteria was not open at this time, so Jiang Ning directly used the campus card to buy some fruit at the canteen and went back.

However, to the surprise of few people, Yang Xiaotian did not stay in the dormitory, the safflower oil that Jiang Ning gave to the other party before was still placed on the table, and it seemed that his master had not unscrewed it for use.

Putting down the shopping bag in his hand, Jiang Ning glanced at the thermos pot next to Yang Xiaotian's bed, "The thermos pot is still there, so I shouldn't be going to the water room."

"Lie down first." Pressing Jiang Ning's shoulders and pushing him down on the lower berth, Yan Sen didn't mind letting him lie on his bed to rest. His own Ning Ning's waist was injured, and it would be difficult to stand or sit.

After reconfirming the identity of his light bulb, Xu Zhigang waved his hand grimly: "Be careful, be careful, it's still live broadcasting anyway."

"I'm sorry, the live broadcast room with Ningning and I has been blocked." The corners of Yan Sen's lips were hooked meaningfully, Yan Sen had a happy expression, and those who didn't know thought he had won some first prize.

"Blocked? Why..." Before he finished speaking, Xu Zhigang covered his mouth, "Forget it, forget it, I'm afraid I won't be able to keep my live broadcast room after you finish speaking. "

Originally, he didn't intend to tell outsiders what happened in the school doctor's office. Yan Sen carefully checked the power supply of the dormitory, and put away all the sharp objects on the bright side.

After watching "The God of Death is Coming", no one knows what kind of wonderful way to die that the God of Death will bestow on you.

After being in the school infirmary, Jiang Ning did feel a little tired. He lazily nestled in the soft quilt, squinting his eyes to appreciate Yan Sen's busy work for him.

Yan Sen's appearance is undoubtedly handsome. Even if he returned to his youth, the stability of the other party's eyebrows made him closer to the word "man" than his peers. Jiang Ning stared at Yan Sen's handsome side face, and couldn't believe that he just now Really said I like it.

Still in such a shameful and helpless situation.

"Sleep when you're sleepy, don't stare at me all the time." He reached out and stroked the boy's soft hair. The man looked like he was smoothing the hair of his own cat.

Every time he peeked, he would be caught. Jiang Ning, who was gradually getting used to it, shook his head, and then stretched out his paw to Xu Zhigang: "Brother Xu, let me have a look at that phalanx."

Knowing that Jiang Ning wanted to use the nuclear flashlight to find out the owner of the phalanx, Yan Sen stepped forward to help him close the curtains tacitly. The light in the dormitory dimmed instantly. To see or not to see.

"Hahahahaha, brother Xu looks exactly like me in horror movies!"

The barrage floated past, and Jiang Ning took the nuclear flashlight handed over by Yan Sen, always feeling that the atmosphere seemed to be engaging in some cult ritual.

But the flashing carousel quickly attracted the attention of everyone in the room, probably because the bone was too small, Jiang Ning couldn't see the face of the owner of this phalanx, but only saw a pair of hands dancing on the piano.

The shape of the hands is not very beautiful, but when they complement the black and white keys of the piano, everyone can feel the unique beauty it brings.

There was no sound, and the three-second revolving door was fleeting. Xu Zhigang was stunned for a moment, and then looked at Jiang Ning in disbelief: "Is this the end?"

Doesn't it mean that the nuclear flashlight will show the scene of the skeleton owner before death?What is going on with this little boy playing the piano now?

"Maybe it's because we didn't find the skull?" Guessing uncertainly, Jiang Ning tapped his flashlight with his fingers, "It can't be that the props provided by the game company are broken, right?"

Looking at each other, the path to find clues may be blocked again. If it is placed in an ordinary horror game, there will definitely be a barrage of crazy swipes on the screen at this time "the anchor is stuck".

Since the grieving ghost couldn't be found, Jiang Ning, who was marked by the other party, simply chose to sit on the sidelines and wait for work. Anyway, they are the protagonists in this level, and the system will always let the established plot come to them.

Yawning, Jiang Ning fell asleep on Yan Sen's bed with peace of mind as soon as he closed his eyes. He knew that Yan Sen would stay by the bed and would never let himself be caught by a ghost in his sleep.

Facts proved that Jiang Ning's trust in Yan Sen was not wrong. When he was awakened by the noise in the corridor in a daze, the other party was leaning against the bed in a daze, and the silver-white pistol was released. within reach of men.

Very good, I didn't lose any arms or legs when I woke up.

Confirming that his limbs are intact and that he has not become a boy with a broken arm, Jiang Ning raised his right hand and rubbed his eyes: "Yang Xiaotian hasn't come back yet?"

The bed on the opposite side was still as tidy as before he fell asleep, but Xu Zhigang's desk had been piled up in a mess with fruit cores and peels.

"No," Xu Zhigang, who carved the apple in his hand into the shape of a bunny and hadn't practiced knife skills for a long time, had a great time. "It's so dark, should we go out and look for him?"

As we all know, in horror games, it is definitely not a wise choice to go out late at night, but the middle-aged Xu Zhigang couldn't help but feel weak when he thought of Yang Xiaotian's pale and thin appearance.

Even the teacher never mentioned the name of "Yang Xiaotian" when he was sick. With such an introverted and quiet personality, it seems that the situation of the other party in the third ([-]) class of high school is not very good.

With Yan Sen's anti-spirit bullets, they can indeed play more actively. They sat up from the bed, and just as Jiang Ning was about to nod, there was a loud "bang" outside the window.

It was thunder in summer, and the rain was beating on the window drop by drop, and the sound of "cracking" had the momentum to smash the glass.

The weather is not good, I'm afraid I won't be able to go out tonight.

The second after this thought flashed in Jiang Ning's mind, in the flickering and unstable lights, the door of the 404 dormitory was suddenly slowly opened by someone.

It was Yang Xiaotian. He lowered his head and stood outside the door in a panic.

The voices in the corridor seemed to disappear from the crowd in an instant. The boy outside the door was wearing a soaked school uniform, letting the dripping water gather into a small puddle under his feet.

An unpleasant stench spread from all around the boy. With this smell alone, Jiang Ning could confirm that the boy's body was definitely not stained with rainwater.

The young man stood outside the door, holding the handle with one hand and tightly pinching the corner of his clothes with the other. He stood in the dark corridor, silent as if he were a prisoner, waiting for a final sentence.

"Why don't you come in?" In the suffocating silence, Xu Zhigang was the first to come back to his senses. He walked up to Yang Xiaotian in three steps and two steps, and stretched out his hand to pull him in.

I don't know whether it's due to his lack of strength or he doesn't want to dodge, this time Yang Xiaotian didn't dodge again, Xu Zhigang put his hand on the opponent's shoulder, and the feedback of the touch almost made him think he was holding a piece of ice.

"Why is it so cold?" After bringing him into the dormitory, Xu Zhigang closed the door behind him, and Jiang Ning and Yan Sen who came later also thoughtfully presented clean tissues.

Mechanically took the paper towel to wipe himself, Yang Xiaotian was more difficult to approach than when he was in the school infirmary, when he got close, Jiang Ning realized that the water stains on the opponent's school uniform were still showing yellow marks.

With a thud in his heart, Jiang Ning vaguely guessed something, just looking at the thin figure of the young man, he really couldn't imagine that anyone would go so far.

"Where have you been?" Seeing Yang Xiaotian's appearance, Xu Zhigang instantly switched on his old father's nagging mode, "It's so late that we returned to the dormitory, we are all worried about you."

As if being poked at the fatal spot, the thin young man held the tissue tightly in his palm, and stated in a calm and terrifying voice without any ups and downs: "Toilet."

After saying these two words, he broke free from Xu Zhigang's arm, and walked to the bathroom without looking back.

"I..." Opened his mouth dryly, Xu Zhigang wept, "I didn't mean it."

Adolescent teenagers have very strong self-esteem, and even the most sincere concern is sometimes an intolerable charity for them.

Jiang Ning didn't answer. In fact, when a child who was bullied by the campus stood in front of him alive, Jiang Ning didn't know what words to use to express his feelings.

He looked at Yang Xiaotian's lifeless look, and suddenly understood the child who jumped off the building in the first place.

The sound of splashing water came from the bathroom, and the unique smell of the bathroom still lingered in the air. The three of them opened the window to clean silently, and did not bother the young man who was immersed in his emotions.

Yang Xiaotian took this bath for a long time, so long that Xu Zhigang piled up a bowl of apples and rabbits before the other party came out of the bathroom.

Probably because the secret had already been revealed, Yang Xiaotian didn't ask someone to help him with the pajamas with long sleeves. Except for the key parts covered by the bath towel, the other party's fragile skin like white paper was covered with bruises after being beaten. Purple traces.

"Did you take a cold shower?" Seeing the young man's bloodless cheeks, Xu Zhigang quickly picked up his towel to cover his dripping hair.

"Do not touch me."

With a "slap", he slapped Xu Zhigang away with the towel, and the boy stared at him with pitch-black eyes: "Don't touch me."

"You know, Yang Xiaotian is a freak."