[Zhongyingmei] I don't want to save you today

Darkness is a breeding ground for despair - like bacteria in a Petri dish.

Kuaiyin naturally knew this, but he had never realized it so deeply.He and Iris have been here...he doesn't know how many days.

In this closed and narrow black space, even the passage of time has lost its meaning.

The person who came to Iris at the beginning—Iris called him Boss Wang—delivered food randomly, and the mineral water he sent would contain sleeping pills that had reduced the efficacy of the medicine.

Don't ask him how he knows, he has never seen such a perfunctory prison head, half a small white pill in the mineral water he sent floats up and down in the water, and it hasn't completely melted yet.A trace of white lines entangled and separated, as if silently laughing at his lack of choice.

Logically speaking, the food he delivered was quite delicious, and it wouldn't be a bad thing to be locked up with the girl he liked.

Even think optimistically, maybe there is a chance to ask her out after going back under the suspension bridge effect (if you can go back), and you can also seize the opportunity to show your masculinity (after the effect of the medicine is over), it is best to let her go. He comforts the panicked beauty (but Iris doesn't).

Forget it, it's even sadder to think about it this way.

Well, actually, the worst and worst thing is: Iris fell asleep.

Ever since Boss Wang left that day, she seldom...almost never woke up.Boss Wang, who delivered meals, would give her an injection every time he came over, but Kuaiyin didn't know whether it was glucose, sleeping pills, or both.

Sleeping beauties are of course still beautiful, but they are not as interesting as moving beauties.

And when he is the only one who can't move, despair... can't be regarded as despair. It is somewhat unlucky to use such a word now.Confusion slowly entangled like a vine, along his legs and body, like a lover's gentle caress, and finally strangled his neck slowly, forcing him to choose between death and not being able to breathe.

Does it make a difference?

Did you lose your life after you lost touch with the world?He, Pietro, had fantasized about so many ways of death, but none of them was locked up here and slowly corroded without doing anything.

When he first came in, he also thought that no matter how he looked like a little boy, he would definitely not cooperate with these people's research.

As a result now...

They haven't done anything yet.

Pietro leaned against the wall, traced the straight line of light in the crack of the door with his eyes, and felt that he had never been more awake: he had to do something to…

!

Kuaiyin straightened up and saw two swaying black shadows in that ray of light.

someone is coming.

The high-heeled shoes "da da" stepped on the ground, and Kuaiyin was taken aback for a moment—this was not the sound of Boss Wang's footsteps.He thought for a while, leaned back slowly, and closed his eyes.

The lock was unlocked—the door was pushed open—

Quicksilver breathed as slowly as possible, pretending he was sleeping.He restrained his brows from furrowing at the sudden approach of a large field of light.

One step—to whom is she walking?

Two steps - Hold still, don't move, you're an emotionless killer.

Three steps—the footsteps came closer, and seemed to be coming towards him.

...

The footsteps stopped.There was a deathly silence all around, except for the large mottled brightness that relentlessly followed the light to disturb his eyes.

Is there something wrong with his ears?

After a while, he heard the long breaths of himself and Iris, and the third person's light and perfumed smell.

Also, what's wrong, he's... still floating in the air?

Isn't this an illusion?

It's over, did Pietro have been locked up by them, and the illusion came.

When Kuaiyin was thinking about whether to move to see if he was moving in the air, a large piece of dazzling light came down, and Kuaiyin could clearly feel that he was exposed to the light source, and he had completely left the place. room.

His senses, which had not received information from the outside world for a few days, became extremely sensitive. Kuaiyin tilted his head uncomfortably, but almost slipped down.He froze and stood there, the woman in high heels beside him seemed to bend over, and there was a cold rubbery feeling on Kuaiyin's chin.

She pinched Kuaiyin's chin with her hand, then straightened it up little by little, leaned into his ear and whispered, "Don't move."

His voice was hoarse, with a hint of broken coldness.

Kuaiyin nodded silently, opening and closing her side to pass her shallow snort in his ear.

What a joke, he already has a girl he likes.

It's just that her voice sounded unexpectedly familiar... hoarse?

After the man found out that he was awake, the next thing happened much more quickly.

She pushed him (in the air) into a room, not knowing whether she was too confident in herself or simply didn't believe that Kuaiyin would have any offensive power in this state.The woman left Kuaiyin on the sofa, turned around and went to the laboratory bench, turned on the faucet and started working.It seems to be waiting for someone.

Kuaiyin opened his eyes slightly, and glanced at her back cautiously, but only saw the same white coat as Boss Wang's, and curly blond hair.

Blonde... hoarse?

Jenny?Kuaiyin closed his eyes, thinking carefully, no.Thinking of their magical name-exchanging operation here, it should be Susanna.

Is the ability to control?

Kuaiyin frowned, and heard familiar footsteps outside the door amid the sound of water washing over the glassware.