Dressed as cannon fodder and the male lead together

Chen Putao raised her head, stared at the cold fruit knife in Zuo Liu's hand, choked up and said, "Actually, there are no relics at all?"

He stood up slowly, facing Zuo Liu's harsh gaze, which was clouded, he slowly took a step back, his back was almost completely attached to the wall behind him, the tiles were cold and hard, and the coolness penetrated his padded clothes, seeped through His skin spread downward.

"Of course not. If I don't tell this lie, how can you be deceived?"

Zuo Liu played with the fruit knife in his hand, looking at the old grapes was like looking at the fish waiting to be slaughtered on the chopping board.

He laughed under his breath.

Weird laughter immediately filled the entire office.

The handsome facial features were all twisted together, and the murderous look in front of him made Chen Putao's spine shudder.

He passed Zuo Liu, raised his eyebrows and looked at the door.

Zuo Liu's thin body quickly covered where his eyes could see.

"I just want to escape now, isn't it too late?"

Zuo Liu didn't seem to be proficient, but he still raised the fruit knife and rushed forward.

In the midst of the wind, Chen Putao subconsciously raised his hand to cover his left face. In an instant, a sharp knife slashed across the back of his left hand, and blood trickled down his white wrist drop by drop, soaking a small piece of his cuff red.

"You are crazy!"

Chen Putao's scalp was numb, his back was straight against the wall, his movement was already blocked, and with Zuo Liu's approaching gradually, he had almost no way to escape, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and go forward.

He lifted his foot and kicked it mercilessly.

The originally cold atmosphere in the office began to heat up, even gradually boiling.Chen Putao's face was gloomy, and his breathing began to become heavy. He raised his left hand and glanced hastily.

The hands that were exposed to the air because of turning over the book were already cold, and now they were pierced by a fruit knife with a terrifying wound, but the pain became strangely dull, only the rosiness of the fingertips disappeared.

He shook his hands lightly, and there was a slight cold wind between the wound and the air, and he couldn't help but gasped.

It's starting to hurt.

Not caring about Zuo Liu who was on the ground, Chen Putao was about to rush towards the door with big strides.

"You think you can run away?"

Behind Chen Putao, Zuo Liu's eyes were scarlet, he straightened up slowly, and walked towards Chen Putao firmly.

do not know how.Ji Yichuan suddenly felt a wave of irritability and worry.

He frowned, and looked up at the quartz clock in front of him, half an hour before the end of the exam.

Turning his head and looking out the door, the door of the examination room was half open, making him unable to see the scene outside the door clearly.

He propped up his chin, remembering Chen Putao waiting for him outside, raised his eyebrows and showed a gentle smile.

"Teacher, hand in the papers."

"I knew I should accompany Ji Yichuan Duojian to exercise." Chen Putao collapsed by the wall, his face was pale, and there were traces of blood on his cheeks. He looked at Zuo Liu who was panting in front of him, and for some reason, he felt strange This untimely thought was born.

I just don't know if I can see Ji Yichuan again.

"Don't worry, you won't die."

Zuo Liu leaned over and limped towards him. He didn't expect Chen Putao to be so difficult due to his small stature. If he didn't have a gadget in his hand, he might not be able to control him.

He knelt down and rubbed Chen Putao's cheeks with bloody fingertips.Lowering his head, he saw Chen Putao's calf.

There is a fruit knife sticking out of it.

"Wouldn't it be like this that I won't run away again?" Zuo Liu pursed her lips, with sporadic blood stains on her lips, dazzling her eyes.

"Has anyone ever told you that you are sick?"

Chen Putao raised her head, pressed the back of her head against the wall, and smiled half contemptuously and half mockingly.There were light blood stains printed on the padded clothes, like a plum blossom in the snow.

"Of course," Zuo Liu opened his eyes wide, "Yes."

"Brother Zhao always says that about me."

He tilted his head, thinking that he was trying to recall something, but recently he was always in a trance, and he almost couldn't remember Zhao Xiao's expression at that time.

Zuo Liu didn't force himself to recall, he reached into his pocket, took out his phone, and was about to open the photo album and take another look at Brother Zhao.

A piece of paper fell out along the phone.

It's a false note.

"Ah, look at my memory, I almost forgot, this is for you."

Zuo Liu stretched out his hand and wiped Chen Putao's light-colored padded clothes patiently for a long time, and waited until the blood was all dry before reaching out and handing over the fake note.

"Here, write your name."

The pain from his calf made him almost unable to lift his hands, and he could only look at everything in front of him coldly.

Zuo Liu took out a pen and smashed it on Chen Putao's face.

"Do not write?"

Chen Putao glanced at him, hesitated for a few seconds, and finally lowered her head: "I'll write."

"Be careful, don't get the blood on your hands, if it does, I'll be more at ease." Zuo Liu reached out and held the handle of the fruit knife in the air, threatening.

Chen Putao lowered his right hand, slowly adjusted his breathing, blood fell to the ground along his fingertips.

I don't know how long it took, when Zuo Liu's patience gradually ran out, Chen Putao finally raised his right hand.

People are knives and I am fish, he must bow his head.

He licked his lower lip, it was dry and pale, his eyelids were closed, and because of his weakness, he almost couldn't even hold the pen, looked up at Zuo Liu, Chen Putao clenched the pen tightly, and wrote his name stroke by stroke.

"You asked for leave on my behalf?" Chen Putao breathed weakly, and the mist that she exhaled became much lighter as she spoke.

"Of course," Zuo Liu raised his eyebrows, looking at Chen Putao with a pale face in front of him, he became interested, "I won't kill you myself."

"Chen Putao asked for leave because her grandmother was suddenly hospitalized, and she stayed in bed with her during her hospitalization. Tell me, how long can you stay in this office?"

"What are you going to do to my grandma!!?" Chen Putao's eyes widened fiercely, wanting to tear the person in front of him apart.

"Don't worry, I haven't figured out what to do with you |Grandma| yet."

"You crazy!" Chen Putao raised his head and slapped Zuo Liu fiercely. He struggled to stand up, but because of his injured calf, his back rubbed against the wall and fell to the ground. superior.

When Ji Yichuan returned to the dormitory, Chen Putao had disappeared.

He didn't think too much, and sat leisurely on the chair.

On the table opposite was Chen Putao, who just saw a collection of essays last night.

Ji Yichuan picked it up and glanced at it, his eyelids twitched violently, and he let go of his hand obediently.

Put the old grapes in the original position.

When the pages of the book were turned, a piece of paper that was pressed under the collection of essays was exposed.

Ji Yichuan picked it up casually.

After seeing the bold characters printed on the paper, he was obviously taken aback.

Leave person: Chen Putao.

Reason for leave: Relatives are sick and hospitalized, and need to go home to accompany them.

Leave time: the afternoon of January 1.

Chen Putao asked for leave?

He was a little strange, took out his mobile phone and wanted to make a call, but saw the message Chen Putao had sent him for more than an hour.

[Ji Yichuan, I went to building C, Zhang Donghai sent someone to meet me. 】

The coolness immediately covered his whole heart.