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Cang Shengshu's voice was soft and affectionate, with a hint of tact. If Ye Wenqi hadn't seen the scene just now with his own eyes, he couldn't imagine that it was such a person who just tortured and killed a boy.

Lowering his head, there was no blood flowing from the boy on the ground, and the clothes on his body couldn't cover the bruises all over his back. He turned the boy over with his feet, "This time it's still a dead body."

Ye Wenqi only felt his stomach churning, he covered his mouth and tried not to take his eyes off the corpse.

Lian Po didn't say much when he saw Ye Wenqi's reaction. After all, it was the first time he saw Ye Wenqi. Ye Wenqi, "If you want to survive, you must not only get used to it but also integrate into it."

"It means that you are locked up in a mental hospital. As long as you treat yourself as a mental patient, it will not be so painful." This was the first time he came here, and what a person told him was that he integrated into it, and that person finally left Yes, in such a bleak way.

Ye Wenqi didn't say a word, just glanced at the marks on the young man's body again, closed his eyes and opened them again, then nodded Lian Po.

He didn't know if he could integrate into it, but he only knew that he had to live.

Lian Po never looked at the corpse again, but just led Ye Wenqi towards a room marked 4, and knocked on the door, "Professor Wan, may I bother you?"

"Xiao Lian is still so polite." Following the sound, the door was opened, a man in his forties was wearing a black shirt, suit pants and silver-rimmed glasses. The man kept smiling and glanced at Ye Wenqi, "That's right. Is he there?"

"Yes." Lian Po secretly pushed Ye Wenqi who was standing stupidly, "Did you call the professor?"

"En." Wan Zhi turned sideways, "Come in and chat."

"Okay, I've long wanted to drink the tea made by Professor Wan." Lian Po scratched his head and walked in first.

Ye Wenqi didn't follow, but looked at Wan Zhi. Wan Zhi was stunned for a moment, then took a serious look at Ye Wenqi, nodded, "He is a polite child." After speaking, he turned around and went in, Ye Wenqi Qi Cai followed behind him, walked in, and closed the door behind him.

Lian Po is already sitting on the chair, Wan Zhi is looking for tea, Ye Wenqi looks at this room, it is not a big place, but it is full of things, the most surprising thing is that half of the room is full of books, neatly arranged On the bookshelf, only from the inside, it is quite a scholar's room.

Full of the fragrance of books and elegance, Wen Qi even feels that he has broken into a time and space when he burns incense and cooks tea.

Lian Po pulled Ye Wenqi to sit down, with a seemingly random movement, for some reason Ye Wenqi could feel his nervousness and caution.

After Wan Zhi made the tea, he poured a cup for Lian Ye Wenqi before sitting on the chair, holding the teacup in both hands, and the fine porcelain cup added a bit of charm to his hand, "This place It's like a circle."

Wan Zhi's hands are very beautiful, not that kind of delicate, but a kind of beauty of a scholar, he dipped some tea on his fingers, and drew a circle on the table.

Lian Po has been in this place for five years, and has been dealing with Professor Wan for almost four years. He understood what Professor Wan meant when he heard it. He glanced at Ye Wenqi from the corner of his eye, sighed in his heart, but said nothing .

He was able to associate with these people because he did not exceed the bottom line of both parties, and he could not say some things, let alone dare to say them.

Ye Wenqi seems to understand, he is an ordinary person, if not for the great changes in his family, he would never be able to get in touch with these dark sides, but he also understands that these words cannot be said to him for no reason.

Wan Zhi tapped three dots in the circle with his fingers, and the water drops fell on the table along his fingers, forming a circle of tea stains, "The three of us are all in this circle."

Ye Wenqi seemed to understand a little bit, but, "You teach history, right?"

Wan Zhi's hands stopped, and he turned his face to look at Ye Wenqi, "Why do you say that?"

"The professor in our history department feels very similar to you." Ye Wenqi said after taking a sip of tea.

"Indeed, I study history." Wan Zhi did not deny it, and continued, "We are in the same circle, but we have no intersection."

Having said that, Wan Zhi didn't say anything, just looked at Ye Wenqi's side face, Ye Wenqi looked down at the circles and dots drawn by the tea, and watched them slowly faint, before saying for a long time, "Now There is."

Wan Zhi lowered his head, and saw that what he had just drawn had become one piece, he paused and let out a big laugh, where was the elegance just now, his eyes covered by the glasses were full of madness, "Okay, very good, you are very kind I have an appetite."

Lian Po lowered his head and drank his tea, as if he didn't notice what was going on in the room at all.

"Lian Po, take him to room 63. If he can live for a week, I will let him live with me." After Wan Zhi finished speaking, he got up and took a book from the shelf, and half-lyed on the soft chair .

Lian Po frowned, "I see." After speaking, he got up, "Professor Wan, I will come to drink tea another day."

Wan Zhi didn't say anything, just waved his hand.

Ye Wenqi followed behind Lian Po, and after Lian Po closed the door, he asked, "How do you know that Professor Wan teaches history?"

"At the beginning, our classmates gave four words to the professor of the history department." Thinking of this, Ye Wenqi felt a twitching pain in his heart, and he was afraid that he would never see those classmates again, even the teacher above Mediterranean Sea, "playing tricks. "

Lian Po was stunned for a moment, the corners of his mouth curled up uncontrollably, he turned his head and looked at the door behind him, wanting to laugh but not daring to laugh, his face was tangled.

But someone was not as aggrieved as he was, and just laughed out loud. At some point, a man in a white shirt and light-colored jeans was leaning against the wall, with a cigarette in his hand, but he didn't smoke it. Messy with a bit of fatigue.

The man's eyes were like a wolf's. He looked Ye Wenqi up and down, his chin slightly lifted, "It's interesting."

"Wolf, have you left the customs?" Lian Po smiled when he saw the person coming.

The man who was called wolf nodded, stood up straight and walked towards Ye Wenqi's direction. His steps were very casual, but they gave people a kind of elegance and strength.

Stretch out your hand to pinch Ye Wenqi's chin, lift his head up, bend slightly to get closer, exhale as if blending in each other, after watching for a long time, let go, and wiped the torn clothes with your hand, " He has good eyes."

"He was brought in by someone." Lian Po hesitated and said with a smile, "At first I wanted to send him to Professor Wan, but Professor Wan asked him to go to No. 63 for a week."

The wolf smiled, and finally looked away from Ye Wenqi, looking at Lian Po, Ye Wenqi breathed a sigh of relief, the oppressive feeling made him almost out of breath just now.

Lian Po froze, and forced a smile, "Wolf, I have no other intentions."

"Did I say anything?" The wolf's voice was a little hoarse, as if he had just woken up, his tone was slow, and he glanced at his broken neck, "Why are you nervous?"

"I'm sorry." Lian Po directly apologized. He said that deliberately just now to save Ye Wenqi's life, but what the wolf dislikes the most is being used by others.

Then the wolf stopped looking at him, yawned, and looked at Ye Wenqi, "I need a test product."

Ye Wenqi was taken aback for a moment before realizing what the wolf meant. He also knew what he had done to help him just now. He bit his lip and looked up at the room where the wolf came out. There was only one word 1 on it, and asked in a low voice, "You are the strongest Is it?"

After hearing this, the wolf didn't answer, but grabbed Lianpo's neck with his backhand, lifted him up, and smashed Lianpo to the ground with a flick of his wrist.

Ye Wenqi ran over quickly and supported Lian Po who was curled up on the ground, but Lian Po stretched out his hand and pushed him away, stood up while leaning against the wall, and said in a hoarse voice, "Thank you."

Only then did the wolf nod his head, as punishment for his use just now, "Think about it carefully."

After speaking, he walked towards his own room, but when he reached the door, he suddenly turned his head to look at Ye Wenqi, and smiled, "At least there is still a way out."

"Experimental product, what needs to be done." Ye Wenqi finally asked, he is not stupid, how could he not understand the meaning of Lian Po and Lang.

"Do everything I need." Wolf said calmly, raising his eyebrows and looking at Ye Wenqi's legs, "Including physical needs, of course."

Ye Wenqi's whole body froze, he thought of this just when he saw the boy's body, but... he is a man, let him spread his thighs like a woman, moan under someone else, and clenched his fists, He knew that it was best to agree, but he just couldn't nod his head and open his mouth.

"The only thing you can do now is to live." Lian Po seemed to know what Ye Wenqi was thinking. He was the same way back then, but he gradually got used to it. Nothing is as important as living. "There is hope only when you live. "

"How long you can live and what you can learn from me depends on your own ability, how much you give, how much you get, and fair trade." The wolf said rarely. He may be in a good mood because the experiment has just been successful, or it may be because of those eyes. .

"Okay." There is no absolute fairness in this world, and he may not be able to learn even if he has given everything, but if he does not even have the opportunity to learn, then he will definitely learn nothing.

Just as Ye Wenqi agreed, Lian Po breathed a sigh of relief. I'm afraid no one knows better than him what number 63 looks like. That person was destroyed by number 63.

"Then come in." The wolf wasn't surprised at all, anyone with a bit of intelligence should know how to choose.

Lian Po patted Ye Wenqi on the shoulder, turned around and left. He felt that his back was about to fall apart, and he wanted to go to the prison doctor again.

Ye Wenqi looked at the place where the boy's body was supposed to be. It was clean and there was nothing left. If he went out, he would die faster and worse than the boy. He stretched out his hand. Hands that are barely done.

She lowered her head, with the corners of her mouth upturned, just a drop of tears slowly fell to the ground, the first time she shed tears, and also the last time, as a farewell to her past self.

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