The sick and weak beauty is caught in the infinite Shura field

Slater squatted down and was still taller than Lin Zhaoyun, slightly covering his eyes, his eyes swept across the face below.His small face was pale and his lips were partly parted, so stiff that even his eyelashes did not tremble.

"Can't sleep today?"

Slater's attitude was very confusing. Lin Zhaoyun's eyelashes trembled violently, and he dared not look at him with lowered eyes. He kept biting his lower lip with his upper teeth, and only after a while did he let out a soft "ah, um".

Press and hold the fingertips of the file, twist one corner, and slowly open it.

"S-level personal file."

"That's not good."

"I think everyone is more concerned about privacy."

The thin white calf under the feet of the big shorts trembled slightly, and the pink and white toes on the slippers were curled up neatly and roundly.

Rao was Slater, his gaze was fixed on it for a second.

Slater has always given Lin Zhaoyun a sense of a reliable elder. He also looks more mature than Anthony Sigmund. Although he is wearing a hospital gown, he always has an expensive-looking pen in his breast pocket.

Before this, Lin Zhaoyun had inexplicable trust in him, but at this moment, inexplicably, he dared not act presumptuously in front of him, fearing that he would be severely disciplined.

It's also like being caught by the dean to read the exam cheat sheet.

Feelings of guilt and panic overlapped.

"I'm sorry..." Lin Zhaoyun lowered his head, his fingers curled up and twisted together.

Slater stared at Lin Zhaoyun's slender eyelashes, and touched his fingertips, causing him to tremble in panic.

"Good." He picked up the file folder and stood up, eyelids still drooping. Lin Zhaoyun raised his eyes to peek at Slater's expression, but found that his eyes were not on his own face, but lower down.

Only then did Lin Zhaoyun realize something, his whole face was reddened to the naked eye, and he hurriedly stood up to button his jacket.

Suddenly, the door of the bathroom was opened, Lin Zhaoyun's hands were too trembling, and he couldn't button up the button, so he gathered his clothes in panic and went to see someone.

sigmund.

He was shirtless, as if he was completely unprepared that there would be people in the bathroom, his sleepiness was broken, and his eyes suddenly became sharp.

For some reason, as soon as Sigmund came in, Lin Zhaoyun's fear weakened a little.

He subconsciously felt that Sigmund, who hated him, disdain to care about himself.

He didn't have to be alone with Slater either.

"What are you two doing here in the middle of the night?" His gaze passed Slater and landed on Lin Zhaoyun.

He walked up to the two of them in two steps, hummed slightly, raised his mandible sharply, raised the corners of his eyes slightly, and said in a contemptuous tone, "What, Slater, are you messing with him?"

Sigmund saw that Bai Shengsheng's little face below became whiter all of a sudden, his thick eyelashes fluttered again and again, and he opened his mouth as if to refute first, but he only said very weakly: "No..."

Lin Zhaoyun cast a look of help to Slater.

"You're really too stupid. It's not enough to catch Anthony, but you want to catch another one? Then you cross your arms and watch them fight for you? Can you bear it!?"

"It looks pretty pure, I didn't expect it to be so..."

Before he could utter the last word, he suddenly got kicked on his calf and felt pain, he lowered his head, the murderer was that narrow pink round foot.

The place where he was kicked became very hot and itchy, and his feet and toes turned red when he was kicked.

Lin Zhaoyun was so angry that the tears that were already in his eyes fell out at once, and he let out a slightly damp cry.

"You... nonsense!"

The corners of the eyes were red, the tip of the nose was wet, and the pale face caused Sigmund, who raised his head, to hold back his dirty words.

"I, I'm not what you said..." Lin Zhaoyun's toes were numb, obviously he kicked them out in anger, but Sigmund was like copper skin and iron bones, instead shaking his fingertips terribly red.

Originally, I wanted to kick again to give up the idea, which made me even angrier.

He wiped the tears off his face indiscriminately, gathered his clothes and walked out. Sigmund couldn't hold back, stretched out his arm to block him, and grabbed his shoulder to look at his face.

Crying in a mess, her face was all wet, and the corners of her eyes were redder with her fingertips, and her beautiful and pure face became inexplicably delicate.

The corner of Sigmund's eye jumped suddenly, and subconsciously stretched his head to look closer.

"You, what are you going to do..." Lin Zhaoyun was startled by his sudden approach, and turned his head away.

His expression was still ferocious, with impatience and disdain still mixed in: "No, no, just explain, why are you crying so fiercely? Tsk, when the time comes, he said I bullied you, did I hit you, or... ..."

"Sigmund, just apologize if you said something wrong." Slater turned his head sideways, his thin lips tightened, and smoothed things over.

When Lin Zhaoyun heard this, he turned his head to look at Sigmund. When he looked over, Sigmund's heart beat twice, and his tailbone went numb for a moment.

He pressed his throat and said, "I'm sorry."

[Aha, isn't this just yelling at you when you can't get it? 】

[The minister reconsidered! 】

[But I'm not wrong, she looks innocent, but actually hehe. (Wife don’t hit me!)]

Lin Zhaoyun got back on the bed for a while before Slater and Sigmund came out of the bathroom one after another. When Slater passed by his bedside, he left a sentence: "Go to bed early and keep your spirits up."

"Hmm..." When Lin Zhaoyun wiped away the tears on his face, Sigmund just came out and stopped beside his bed for a few seconds. When Lin Zhaoyun looked up at him, he clicked his tongue and walked away.

Lin Zhaoyun:? ?

He complained to 886: I am so annoying to him.

886 echoed: [Well, scoundrel. 】

Why does Lin Zhaoyun feel that 886 is perfunctory?

It was tiring to cry a lot, and when it cooled down in the second half of the night, he quickly fell into a sleep, which was a very deep sleep.

……

The next afternoon was very hot and stuffy, and everyone in the ward was shirtless.

Slater was not in the dormitory. Anthony was doing crunches on the concrete floor. His arms, nose and forehead were covered with hot and humid sweat stains, and the sound of heavy panting lingered in the space.

Sigmund, on the other hand, was irritated by the heat, walking up and down the room, Lin Zhaoyun bent his head to read a book with his two thin white legs crossed, and Sigmund glanced unconsciously, becoming more irritable.

Today I don't know if it's because the weather is too hot or what, I'm so anxious.

"What are you looking at?" Anthony came over from the bathroom with a towel around his neck after a shower.

There was still some heat on his body, and when he was close to Lin Zhaoyun, the tips of his ears were hot and pink.

What I was reading was a fairy tale book, but Lin Zhaoyun hadn't read it, so I read it with gusto.

"I can memorize this book, and you can still read it so vigorously?" Anthony could smell the clean fragrance of Lin Zhaoyun's body when he turned his head.

Lin Zhaoyun also turned his head sideways, and Anthony leaned so close that his lips almost wiped the other side's face.

"Finally willing to look at me?" Anthony grabbed Lin Zhaoyun's chin, pressed his thumb on the lower lip slightly, and his fingertips were unbearably soft.

Lin Zhaoyun had calmed down at first, but after being reminded by him, he remembered again and pursed his lips to avoid pressing.

Anthony covered his eyelids slightly, pinched his cheeks roughly, and opened his lips with a little force.

There is still a bit of the tip of the tongue that cannot be retracted.

But it was only for a moment, and he was quickly turned away, and Anthony was still reluctant to use his strength.

"pain……"

"Don't hide from me." Anthony said to Lin Zhaoyun.

Lin Zhaoyun was still afraid of him, so he wiped the stains on the corners of his lips with the back of his hand, then lowered his head and responded vaguely: "Mmm..."

"I haven't read it, I rarely read fairy tale books when I was young..."

Seeing that Lin Zhaoyun was willing to communicate with him normally, Anthony calmed down a bit and leaned on his shoulders. The difference in body shape was quite obvious.

"Did no one tell you? When I was a child, my mother told me that my ears were callused."

Lin Zhaoyun's eyelashes trembled, and his eyelids drooped slightly: "No."

……

Sure enough, it would rain heavily in this weather, and before dinner, a strong wind blew up, and a spectacular arc-shaped cumulonimbus cloud appeared in the sky.

A large cloud of hailstones fell and crackled on the window sills, glass and roof.

In the quiet night, there was a sudden pounding sound, a bang, and then a wail and a strange excited cry suddenly sounded.

Lin Zhaoyun was just a little drowsy, and was about to fall asleep. When he was so frightened, he woke up with a "thumping" heartbeat and trembling eyelashes.

He woke up instantly, and heard the sound of other roommates waking up.

Someone's bedside rechargeable desk lamp was on, and he poked his head out from the gap in the quilt: "You...did you hear anything just now?"

Anthony walked over first, and Lin Zhaoyun felt that something was wrong with him. When he approached, his body temperature was very high, and he could almost hear the pulse of his heart.

His body was tall and tall, as dark as a dark cloud in the daytime.

"heard it."

Anthony walked to the door and looked out, took out a key from nowhere, and opened the door easily.

After the door was opened, all the movement outside came in, and a strong smell of blood also came in.

Lin Zhaoyun opened his eyes wide, his mind went blank, and then he heard the sound of knocking and bumping outside, and his scalp became numb.

In his mind, he could even imagine the appearance of someone outside holding a terrible blunt weapon, viciously chasing after the weak.

His back was all wet.

Anthony looked at the door for a while, and when he turned his head, Lin Zhaoyun wanted to ask him something, but he saw him with an excited face, and the corners of his mouth raised, squatting down to look for something under his bed, and finally he took out a very thick Iron baseball bat.

Carrying it on his shoulders, Anthony walked around and rubbed his palms against Lin Zhaoyun's neck. There happened to be a desk lamp on this side. Anthony's fingers suddenly stopped, and after removing the fingertips, a small red mark almost faded away.

"Who did this?"

Under the dim light, the tattoo on Anthony's neck seemed to be moving, which was eerie and eerie.

Before Lin Zhaoyun could react, he suddenly smiled strangely with the corners of his mouth hanging. He didn't ask any more questions, but just said, "Close the door and don't come out."

When Lin Zhaoyun came to his senses, Anthony had already opened the door and walked out. He looked out the window at the door, but he could not be found.

……

Anthony had been gone for a long time, and the weather was getting colder, but he still didn't come back.

Nonstop all night, screaming and screaming, Lin Zhaoyun was so frightened that he curled up and hugged himself and hid at the head of the bed.

But behind his bedside wall was another ward, and from time to time there were terrible crashing sounds and wailing.

Sigmund's expression didn't change much when he heard the various voices coming from outside, but among these messy voices, there was one voice that made him press his throat very keenly, making his back itch.

The curtain was lifted suddenly, and Sigmund walked in. Lin Zhaoyun's head was buried in his knees, and the light blond hair was messy, and a few tufts were tangled with eyelashes and trembling.

He whimpered softly, with a wet cry, and the sound came muffled from his knees.

"I'm so scared……"

Sigmund's originally very cold expression was very obviously stunned for a moment,

Lin Zhaoyun grabbed the bed sheet with one hand hanging down, his fingers curled up tightly.

"Can you pour me a glass of water? I'm so thirsty," Lin Zhaoyun trembled so badly that even his calf trembled, his lips were dry, and his lips were wet repeatedly, but they became tighter.

Sigmund nodded and went to the water dispenser to pick up the water. Lin Zhaoyun's sullen voice came from behind him: "I want to add two packs of sugar, please..."

Sigmund: ...

Very squeamish, but also like sweet.

Sigmund watched Lin Zhaoyun suck on the wall of the cup and swallowed the warm water little by little. He felt thirsty instantly and turned around to grab a glass of water as well.

His pale lips were gradually wetted and reddened by the sugar water.

The shouting outside was still there, but the sound from the ward next door had stopped. There were no crashes or wailing sounds, but the sound of something being dragged seemed to be heard.

Before dawn, Lin Zhaoyun was too scared to sleep, and the light from the rechargeable desk lamp gradually dimmed.

After sitting like this for a while, Sigmund suddenly got up, Lin Zhaoyun thought he was going to leave, and hurriedly grabbed the side of his pants.

"You...don't go, I'm afraid."

With a strange heartbeat, Sigmund turned his head and met the curled up white-faced Lin Zhaoyun, who trembled with a little bit of sweat on his eyelashes.

Sigmund, who just wanted to put a water glass, sat back with a cold face, and said coldly, "What a coward."

"Um……"

Sigmund was leaning against the side of the bed, and Lin Zhaoyun hugged his knees and pressed them against his arms. His high body temperature even made Lin Zhaoyun shiver through the hospital gown.

But Lin Zhaoyun somehow felt that Sigmund would not hurt himself.

An inexplicably wonderful sense of peace of mind.

The outside seems to have stopped for a while, probably because they are all tired.

Lin Zhaoyun also closed his eyes vaguely, tilted his head, and fell asleep with his side face hanging straight on Sigmund's arm.

……

It was daylight.

There was a thick layer of fog outside the window, making it hard to see clearly.

Lin Zhaoyun was still a little dazed when he woke up. He wrinkled his nose and opened his eyes slightly as if he hadn't woken up.

After waking up, Lin Zhaoyun immediately sat up and looked around, but he didn't see Sigmund. He called out a few times, but there was no response, and when he opened the bathroom door, it was empty.

Finally found his note on the tea table—I went out to check, the door was locked.

The room was quiet, Lin Zhaoyun bent his knees, curled up his hands and slowly retracted the quilt, his fingertips clutched the edge of the quilt as pale as pale green.I opened my eyes through the cracks in the curtain and kept looking at the door, my heart beating "thumping, pounding" and there was no way to slow down.

Lin Zhaoyun was depressed: I was so scared.

886: [You still have me. 】

Lin Zhaoyun was a little disgusted: Can you help me fight?

886: […]

Lin Zhaoyun suddenly thought of something, reached out and opened the drawer to get the medicine he must take every day, but couldn't find it after searching for a while.

He stretched out his upper body from the bed and pulled out the entire drawer, but there was nothing in it.

In the silence, a series of messy footsteps suddenly appeared. I thought it was just passing by, or other wards, but the footsteps were getting closer.

Lin Zhaoyun looked at the door in panic, his heart was about to jump out of his throat, and suddenly remembered that after Sigmund went out, the door hadn't been locked with an anti-theft lock.

He was trembling on his toes, and he didn't even have time to put on his shoes, so he ran to put on the anti-theft lock.

The footsteps were close at hand.

"Crack", Lin Zhaoyun hung up the anti-theft lock, his calf went limp for a moment, and he collapsed along the door.

bang————

A loud sound came from outside the door, almost piercing Lin Zhaoyun's eardrums. He hurriedly moved away a few steps, and when he turned around, he lay down outside the viewing window and looked in with a vile excitement on his face.

When he saw Lin Zhaoyun, he was paralyzed there, his small face was terrified, his eyelashes were trembling, like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

"He's so beautiful."