SHEEP

Yi Heye followed the lamb and walked towards the door.

Probably due to the stimulation of adrenaline, the body that can still run at high speed in the game, the moment it relaxes, it hurts so much that it can't move.

The pain in his shoulder spread to his whole body, and Yi Heye began to break out in cold sweats.

He could feel that he was becoming anemic again, his vision began to drift, and his limbs seemed to be completely drained, as if they had no strength.

Breathing heavily, he staggered and tried to find a support, but the entire game hall was empty, and he stood in the vast white light, like a duckweed with no support.

In a trance, he saw the lamb walking in front turning his head back, so he couldn't control his body and fell straight down.

It's too bad, Yi Heye tried his best to hold his eyes in the weightlessness, waiting for the pain of hitting the ground on the back of his head.

The field of vision went dark, and then with a "snap", a white light passed through the field of vision.

Yi Heye did not fall to the ground as expected, but felt a pain in the base of his ears, and then his limbs twitched uncontrollably.

Panting in pain from the electric shock, he had to open his eyes again.

In a blur, he saw Jian Yunxian's delicate and soft side face, and he felt that his slumped shoulders were gently embraced by that person——

The man's movements were very gentlemanly and measured, his arms fully supported his limp body, but did not touch his wound.

Immediately afterwards, the familiar sandalwood scent blew over, temporarily soothing the irritability caused by the pain.

However, Yi Heye was a thin-skinned person, and when he glanced out of the corner of his eye, he realized that he was being hugged by that person just like that. He was ashamed and had no strength to struggle any longer, so he could only clenched his fists in embarrassment and anger.

But soon, he was so painful that he forgot about it.

He was carefully placed on the bed by Jian Yunxian. At this time, the 0.4 times the perception reduction in the escape game, and the 2.5 times the pain of the prosthesis reacted, and a firework exploded directly in his mind.

"Ah... uh..."

He couldn't help calling out softly, and soon realized that Jian Yunxian was watching, so he turned over with difficulty, biting the corner of the quilt to prevent himself from making a sound.

With his eyes dim, he heard Jian Yunxian ask him softly: "Do you want painkillers?"

Yi Heye seemed to be allergic to these three words, he quickly raised his head, and stopped breathlessly: "No!"

Jian Yunxian didn't make a sound, turned around and put a glass of water on his bedside.

Yi Heye's whole body was hot and cold from the pain, but this was much better than last time - this is a pain he can enjoy, he is a pervert, and he likes it like this.

Yi Heye quietly clenched his fingers, while trying to adjust his breathing, until the chaotic pain passed, dripping sweat, and regained some sanity.

He raised his head and glanced at Jian Yunxian, his vision was still blurry, so he gritted his teeth again and asked reluctantly, "...is my shoulder broken?"

"No, it's okay." Jian Yunxian leaned down, and his soft voice calmed down Yi Heye's emotions, "It's because the brain was deceived by brain-computer signals, and there will be phantom pains that don't exist during this period, but don't worry." It will affect the subsequent normal function of your shoulder."

Yi Heye breathed a sigh of relief, but was inevitably disappointed when he heard that there was no real fracture.

He is very familiar with phantom pain. When he just lost his left arm, he was often awakened by pain that did not exist—at that time, he always thought that his left hand was still there, but he was subconsciously groping for it. Time is lost.

Fortunately, he is a pervert. In the second month of getting used to the phantom pain of the prosthetic limb, he has already started to zw frequently on rainy days—even though he doesn’t want to admit it, the soreness accompanied by dampness is indeed true to him. Is an irreplaceable stimulant.

He stopped his unprovoked association in time, and only then did he stop a farce that made him ashamed.

After his vision cleared up, Yi Heye, who had a dry mouth, slowly got up. Just as he was about to turn around, he felt a cold touch on his lips——Jian Yunxian held a water glass and handed it to his lips.

Tired of moving an extra finger, Yi Heye took the cup with one hand, drank a few sips tremblingly, until the water at just the right temperature moistened his throat, and then frowned and asked, "...is it sweet?"

Jian Yunxian: "I added a stick of glucose to replenish energy."

Yi Heye smacked his lips, and suddenly thought that this person was Jian Yunxian, and felt a burst of horror - he was able to drink what he gave him without any defense, like a wild animal that had lost its vigilance, it was really a very strange thing scary thing.

But soon, the wet feeling on his body made him feel so uncomfortable that he let go of this idea. He couldn't accept that he was sleeping covered in sweat, so he raised his head: "I'm going to take a shower."

Jian Yunxian, who was sitting by the bed, did not give way to him, but just stared at his left hand.

Yi Heye followed his gaze, and only quietly held his breath when he saw his mechanical prosthetic limb wilting from the pain.

"You carry it on your back." Yi Heye subconsciously regarded Jian Yunxian as the lamb, and his awareness of risk aversion was weakened by 80.00%, "I'll pick it first."

Jian Yunxian was not so obedient, but said: "Are you sure? You can hardly move your left shoulder now, and I suspect that you can't even see the position of the card slot clearly."

Yi Heye bit his lower lip nervously. Although he was very irritable, what this man said was indeed the truth.

At this time, because of the severe pain in his left shoulder, Yi Heye couldn't even turn his head to look to the left. Not to mention removing his prosthetic limb, he had difficulty even touching his left arm.

At this time, the four words that I least want to hear appeared——

"Let me help you." The moment Jian Yunxian spoke, Yi Heye felt that the sky was about to collapse.

God knows that he is a very sensitive person. To him, the stimulation level of letting others put on his prosthetic limb is almost the same as that.

Even though he didn't have that kind of experience, Yi Heye still felt that his analogy was simply ingenious.

At this time, the stickiness all over his body made him extremely dry and hot. If he wanted to sleep peacefully, he had to take a bath and take off the prosthetic.

But the one who sat in front of him and threatened to help him pick off his prosthesis was Jian Yunxian.

Yi Heye stubbornly raised his right hand to touch his left arm, and soon his eyes went dark in a burst of 2.5 times severe pain.

After trying to go back and forth like this a dozen times, and struggling for ten minutes, Jian Yunxian just waited patiently and quietly for him for so long.

Finally, Yi Heye turned sideways and turned his head in dejection, and compromised with reality in grief and indignation: "Hurry up."

Just as he was trying to distract himself, Jian Yunxian's voice came from behind his ears: "Clothes."

Yi Heye instantly had goosebumps all over his body, and his whole body became hot from the scent of sandalwood.

In a daze, he unbuttoned his clothes with one hand and took off half of his sleeves. His shoulders were exposed to the somewhat cold air, which made him shiver uncontrollably.

Then, a soft finger brushed his shoulder, and the cold touch immediately came to his mind, and Yi Heye felt that his throat was pinched into a thin slit.

After a long time, he bit the bullet and teased: "Professor Jane, your body temperature is set too low. It's hard to pretend to be human at this level."

However, the person behind him smiled lightly and said, "It's not my problem, Mr. Yi is too hot."

Yi Heye was turned into a general, and instantly his whole body became hotter, and he argued, "I have a fever."

"Yeah." Mr. Jian Yunxian heard the voice, "You have to take a good rest."

While speaking, Jian Yunxian's palm lightly covered the connection between the metal prosthesis and the residual limb, and then his fingers penetrated into the hidden groove.

Yi Heye's heartbeat started to speed up, this was the first time the severed limb was touched by an outsider, which made him indescribably nervous.

He felt the cold fingertips moving on the surface of his severed limb. The man's movements were very gentle, which made him feel that his nervousness was inevitably self-important.

Soon, the man touched the lock, Yi Heye held his breath, he knew that the most painful moment would come next.

"Be patient."

Jian Yunxian's voice sounded at the same time as the slight "click", and the expected pain pierced the back of the head from the severed limb.

Yi Heye gritted his teeth, and the second before he sighed, he bit the tip of his tongue, forcing himself to swallow his voice.

Although the snort was still a complete mess.

At this moment, only Xiao Yang's sentence came to his mind: "I thought you were doing something embarrassing."

Then, in the pain and association, he had a very obvious... um, feeling came.

Yi Heye quietly lowered his head to take a look, only to feel that his mind has gone blank.

Immediately jumping off from the 32nd floor, this life should be over soon.

Amidst Jian Yunxian's comprehensible chuckle, Yi Heye hurriedly picked up the quilt to cover himself, and only begged him not to speak in his heart.

The man seemed to have really heard his own heart, and he didn't mention it again in a very gentlemanly manner-it has to be said that this silence made Yi Heye even more flustered.

It wasn't until the man took off the prosthetic limb bit by bit, inch by inch, as if taking off a mold, that he ran out of bed in a panic.

Damn it, Yi Heye scolded himself, it's really weird at this time.

After rushing into the bathroom, Yi Heye turned off the hot water valve and poured cold water directly from the top of his head.

He felt that his whole body was like iron being scorched red, and when cold water was poured on it, a layer of water would be steamed up.

Being suddenly poured with cold water made his weak body tremble, but his spirit was still alive.

Yi Heye sighed, put his head on the tiles helplessly, and turned the water to the maximum to block out all the sounds in the bathroom.

At this time, Jian Yunxian's voice came from outside the door again: "Don't adjust the water temperature too low, be careful of getting sick."

Yi Heye stood in the icy water with blank eyes, feeling his body gradually sinking——

That's great, Yi Heye thought desperately, I'll die of illness.