Midnight Ship Says [Unlimited]

The darkness in front of him was endless, thick and sticky like glue, binding and rigidizing his limbs, torso, eyelids, throat and even his chaotic mind.

The anxiety that arises out of nowhere reminds him that there are still some things that need to be thought about and redeemed. However, even his thoughts are frozen by the darkness, and he is almost powerless to act, so he can only let this little bit of anxiety ferment slowly, let He was immersed in the shattering heat, but his inner core was frozen in the coldness of darkness.

Chu Tu finally opened his eyes. Outside the door, there was a knock on the door that was as loud as thunder, and the anxiety of the people outside could be heard.

His eyes slowly focused, he propped himself up and looked around.This was his room on the ship, with the little bag beside him that he didn't have time to carry into the second night.

The clock by the bed had pointed to six twenty.It has been twenty or ten minutes since he came back, but the drowsy drowsiness enveloped him, preventing him from waking up for a while.

Chu Tu pushed open the door, and Xiao Zhou was outside.

Xiao Zhou looked anxious all over.When he first came to knock on Chu Tu's door, he was very worried and felt sorry for him. He was worried that his self-assertion on the second night would make Chu Tu very angry.

However, when he stood outside the door for 15 minutes without seeing Chu Tu at all, he panicked, and all kinds of terrible guesses ran wildly in his heart.

When he saw Chu Tu standing inside the door safe and sound, he first breathed a sigh of relief, then his eyes widened, revealing an expression of disbelief.

"Director Chu...you, what's wrong with you..." Xiao Zhou asked uneasily.

Chu Tu didn't have the arrogance and temperament that people praised before, he was depressed and frightened, his eyes wandered, and his shoulders collapsed.

He tried to speak, but only opened his mouth and then froze, unable to make meaningful syllables, unable to form a sentence from the broken syllables in his throat.

Xiao Zhou didn't know what happened, he just felt a sore nose, and suddenly, he remembered that Chu Tu had fallen ill.

"Yes, medicine!"

When Chu Tu just returned to China, he was recruited as an assistant. At that time, Chu Tu had just recovered. He looked healthy on the outside, but he was still taking medicine to stabilize himself.Although this happened a long time ago, Xiao Zhou, as a careful assistant, still prepared a board of pills in his luggage, together with some commonly used medicines for colds and inflammations.

Xiao Zhou hurriedly went back to his room to take out the small medicine bag, dragged Chu Tu back to his room and sat down, fetched water for him to take the medicine.

The medicine did not take effect so quickly. After taking the medicine, Chutu sat quietly on the recliner in the room, facing Xiao Zhou, with his head lowered, neither showing any sign of blaming Xiao Zhou, nor wanting to Talk about your wishes.

On the second night, Xiao Zhou survived with his own strength.For him, this kind of experience of self-reliance, death and survival can erase all previous worries.He originally knocked on the door with a feeling of being afraid of Chutu's scolding but also proud, but now he could only sit quietly with Chutu, hugging his knees.

In the silence, Xiao Zhou said tremblingly, "Director Chu, can you...can you tell me what happened? It will make you feel better."

He originally thought that there would be no response to such an attempt, but Chu Tu really answered him.

His voice was very low and very slow, and he slowly narrated the events of the last night.

"Shang Huannian..." Xiao Zhou was shocked, "He, died for you?"

"Correct."

Little Zhou Zhou was shocked at first, but he tilted his head and thought for a while, and then said: "Do you remember him? Do you think that you are so impressed with him because he has a deep contact with you, and because of you? die."

"Correct."

Xiao Zhou said, "But I still remember his appearance."

Chu Tu suddenly raised his head.

Xiao Zhou said: "And there is one thing I don't understand in your last red night."

"what's up?"

"If he just replaced your card with star coins, then it's good to say it at the beginning. Anyway, if both of them make it public, there will be no objection at all. For other players, one of them will definitely take the initiative to die. That's the best." Xiao Zhou said, "Then why did he say that he was a baizi in the first place, such vague words?"

Chu Tu immediately reacted.

"Tell me, does he have any backhands?" Xiao Zhou asked.

A very surprised expression appeared on Chu Tu's face, but then his mood sank again: "No. If Bai Zi hadn't died, that small world wouldn't have ended at all."

"I don't understand the rules among you passers-by." Xiao Zhou frowned, "However, I can clearly feel that this route is different from what you said before, so is there something to do with it? "

Chu Tu got up suddenly and wanted to go outside.

Right behind him, Xiao Zhou couldn't bear to say: "It wasn't your decision, you don't have to feel guilty."

However, his voice was left far behind by Chu Tu.

He was running fast, and the wind blowing around him isolated him from the world around him.

When Chutu ran to the open deck, the sky light broke through the morning mist, shining crystal light on the deep blue sea.

Chu Tu stopped and raised his head.

A figure was wearing a white shirt, turned sideways, and lowered its head slightly.The sea breeze blew his clothes and soft black hair, shaking slightly with the frequency of the waves.

Facing the dim light, the contours around his body were blurred, and his face was also hidden by the white light, like an angel.

Hearing the movement, he turned his head and looked in Chutu's direction.

Chu Tu strode over with red eyes, grabbed Shang Huannian's arm, and pushed him against the railing of the boat.

"You... are not dead..."

"Yes," Shang Huannian showed a soft smile, "Is my brother sad for me?"

Chu Tu's original vacancy was suddenly filled in, but because too many emotions were stuffed into him in an instant, he was about to explode: "You, what's going on? Is it fun to play people like this? !"

"In my brother's heart, is this playing with you?" Shang Huannian said, but there was no sadness in his tone.

Chu Tu grabbed him by the collar and pushed him out a little bit, and the upper bodies of the two of them almost jumped out of the railing: "Take the initiative to tease, but hide all kinds of things, after all, do you want others to put their minds on it?" How do you speculate about you when you jump on you, or do you want to play tricks? What do you think?"

Chu Tu's eyes were terrifying, like a beast.

This person, who was still mourning his "death" just now, has become like this again, as if he is his enemy.

Shang Huannian sighed, and raised his drooping eyelids: "Then I'll tell you."

He actually took out a dagger from his pocket, as if he had expected all this in advance.

He stuffed the dagger into Chu Tu's hand, pulled Chu Tu who looked puzzled, and brought Chu Tu's hand holding the dagger to his heart.

"Poke it in."