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

Lin Zhaoyun's tears fell like broken pearls.

The fine white fingertips kept wiping the corners of the eyes, and the facial features were all wrinkled together.

Few people can cry so beautifully that people can't look away, and no one can get angry with such a face.

Neither is Anthony hugging, nor is holding hands.

Lin Zhaoyun's thin shoulders trembled, even his knees trembled, and he cried hard.

"Why didn't you run to me?" Anthony still couldn't help asking, he gritted his teeth, but couldn't get angry, his expression was terribly suffocated.

Lin Zhaoyun ignored him at all and walked very fast, but Anthony had long legs and kept following him closely, like a well-trained dog.

Along the way, there were patients staring at Lin Zhaoyun's crying face, but when they saw Anthony following behind, they could only restrain their eyes.

But I don't know if it's an illusion.

There is always a wolf-like inhalation and a very small gulp.

[This game is getting weirder and weirder, not like a bloody horror copy, but like...]

[Sister, you understand me. 】

……

"What's wrong?" Slater was in the ward, not knowing what he was doing on the bedside table, and was surprised to see Lin Zhaoyun coming in crying.

When Lin Zhaoyun returned to his bed, he just shook his head and didn't say anything, but the tears had gradually calmed down.

But he still turned his back to Anthony, closed his curtains, and stubbornly refused to speak to him.

He wasn't the type to cry much.

But when I entered this game, I seemed to be on the verge of crying all the time. This time I finally burst into tears, which relieved a little pressure.

886 kept reassuring him: this is the game world, made up of data.

Only then did he calm down slowly.

Slater looked down at the boy, his nose turned red from crying, and there were undried tears on his face. The color of his eyelashes was like his hair, very light.

It was curly and warped, but at the moment it was soaked with tears and drooped.

Slater took a glass of water and handed it to him.

"I added sugar to you."

Only then did Lin Zhaoyun slowly raise his head, his nose still twitching: "Thank you..."

Slater is the best roommate to get along with. After thinking about it for a while, Slater didn't do anything out of the ordinary except for scaring him in the first night.

Lin Zhaoyun first tested the temperature of the water with the tip of his tongue, then retracted the tip to the surface of the water. When the temperature was right, he sucked on the side of the cup and drank it slowly.

The pale lip color slowly turns back to the original pink, and then red.

Slater just stood there and looked down at him, and didn't leave.

"?" Lin Zhaoyun, who had finished drinking half a cup, saw that he was still standing beside him: "Is there something wrong?"

He glanced at Lin Zhaoyun and said, "It's a little dirty."

? ?

Lin Zhaoyun was very sensitive to the word dirty, and his body shook involuntarily, because Sigmund scolded him like that.

"I mean, your feet, and your clothes and pants."

"Oh..." Lin Zhaoyun's shoulders visibly relaxed.

Lin Zhaoyun's body was covered with dust, his fair little face was also dirty, the sole of his bare foot was completely dusty, his trousers and clothes were also dusty.

The fair and slender neck was red from crying, and the neatly manicured nails tightly grasped the corner of the clothes.

"What about the shoes?"

Slater suddenly squatted down and grabbed Lin Zhaoyun's ankles. His palms were inexplicably hot. Lin Zhaoyun was startled, his stomach and legs receded, and he squeezed against the edge of the bed, squeezing that piece of soft flesh into a strange shape. image, but quickly returned to its original state.

The palm that grabbed the ankle paused for a moment.

Lin Zhaoyun said eagerly, "Dirty."

Slater moved the corner of his mouth to show a very peaceful smile, restrained and gentle, let go: "Not dirty."

Lin Zhaoyun was stunned when he said dirty just now.

But it was too hot, so he quickly pulled his feet back, avoiding it on the grounds that he wanted to take a bath, and got into the bathroom.

Before taking a shower, he went to the window to confirm that there were no gaps, and then carefully took off his clothes and took a shower.

After taking a shower, he felt the heat all over his body, and he recovered a little.

There was a book in the bedside table for the patient to read. In order to calm himself down, Lin Zhaoyun picked up the book and read it.

This is a very relaxing fairy tale. When he read the third page, he felt something was wrong in his hand, as if there was something stuck in the middle of the book.

He flipped back, and a stack of relatively stiff paper got stuck in the center.

His fingertips were pale, he almost guessed what it was, and slowly turned the 'paper' over.

All his pictures.

He snuggled into Sigmund's arms, the cheeks on his face turned red from being squeezed.

The slender arms squeezed Sigmund's side neck, he was chased on the stage, his face was frightened, and he was frightened by everyone. Every expression was recorded.

The last one is a bare foot stepping on Sigmund's calf.

———I hope you stepped on me.

———I want to grab your ankle and go in.

———It can be hung on my neck.

Lin Zhaoyun looked at them one by one, dripping with cold sweat.

Who the hell is it?

He couldn't calm down at all. He raised his head and looked around. Through the gap, he could see Anthony sitting cross-legged on the bed, Slater scribbling under the desk lamp, Sigmund doing push-ups with one hand, his sweat sticking out. His chin dropped, and all the muscles in his body exploded.

He seemed to notice Lin Zhaoyun's gaze, he suddenly raised his head, Lin Zhaoyun immediately lowered his head in fright.

As if hearing a "Fuck", Lin Zhaoyun never dared to look at him again.

Sigmund couldn't do push-ups anymore. He followed the gap in the curtains and saw Lin Zhaoyun without a quilt, wearing a pair of shorts and swinging a pair of snow-white legs. He looked at him like a deer, and seemed to be surprised, and moved away. .

His lower abdominal muscles seemed to still have that unreasonable sense of touch.

……

Late at night, after the lights were turned off, all the roommates were asleep, and only the sound of rhythmic breathing remained in the room.

Lin Zhaoyun couldn't sleep, and curled up in the quilt with his toes curled up.

The quilt was very stuffy, the chest and back were covered with hot sweat, and the bangs were sticky on the forehead.

He was so scared that he couldn't sleep, he only dared to hide under the quilt, afraid of waking up others.

But because it was too stuffy, he would soon have to expose his head to breathe, and he found that he drank too much water before going to bed, his stomach was stuffy, and he wanted to go to the toilet a little bit.

But the room was too dark, so he was even photographed, and he was a little scared.

Reaching the limit again, he slowly poked his head out to take a breath, and suddenly he was shocked, and someone stood by his bed again.

There is moonlight today, so I can see my face clearly.

"Slater...?"

Slater nodded.

His appearance is very cold, if he doesn't smile and expressionless, the corners of his mouth are slightly lowered, he will appear unfeeling and ungrateful.But the eyes are a pair of peach eyes, and the smile is so gentle that people can't help but want to believe him.

"I see you tossing and turning, why?"

Lin Zhaoyun lifted the quilt, his face was very red under the quilt, and there was still a little wet sweat on his eyelashes, which looked hazy under the moonlight.

Lin Zhaoyun looked away, feeling a little ashamed, and only after a long time could he say: "I want to go to the bathroom, but it's so dark."

The corners of Slater's mouth were raised, and he said softly, "I'll go with you."

Lin Zhaoyun thought for a second, couldn't help but lifted the quilt, and followed Slater to the bathroom lightly.

"You...you turn around." Lin Zhaoyun felt embarrassed when he came to the end.

The corner of Slater's mouth moved again, and he turned his back.

Part of the overly high mirror extended to the top of the toilet. Lin Zhaoyun lowered his eyes and dared not look at any place when draining the water.

The process was extremely embarrassing. After Lin Zhaoyun finished, Slater still turned his back to him. He was relieved and hurried to wash his hands.

"Go on, I, I will accompany you too."

Slater shook his head, he just walked to the sink and washed his hands slowly: "I'm not going, why can't you sleep, insomnia?"

Lin Zhaoyun's face gradually turned pale, he raised his head to glance at Slater, then lowered his head, his full lips were tightly pressed against his lower lip.

"Will you listen to me...?"

Under Slater's affirmative and gentle gaze, Lin Zhaoyun was encouraged. He muttered, wringing his hands, hiding the part of the photo, and telling the story of the photo.

"I seem to be threatened by someone. I don't know what he wants to do. I am very scared. He has been threatening me..."

Slater frowned slightly, "It was filmed here?"

Lin Zhaoyun was ashamed and indignant, and finally nodded.

The toilet was not very visible under the moonlight, and Slater inspected it and found nothing unusual.

"Can I take a look?"

"what?"

"Those pictures."

Slade's height was also particularly outstanding. He covered Lin Zhaoyun's body, covering a lot of moonlight, and his expression was unreal.

He didn't dare to put those photos under his pillow, so he could only hide them in his pocket first.Lin Zhaoyun hesitated for a long time before taking out the photo hidden in his pocket.

There was a pile of photos, and when Lin Zhaoyun pulled them out from his pocket, they were scattered all over the floor. His face was very red, and he quickly squatted down to pick them up.

Slater also squatted down, and his slender finger bones helped him pick it up together, and found exactly the one that Lin Zhaoyun didn't want him to see among the pile of photos.

Ah!

Lin Zhaoyun quickly snatched it back and hid behind him.

"What is that? I seem to see..."

Lin Zhaoyun's skin was very thin, and his face turned red immediately, "No, nothing."

The corner of Slater's mouth was raised, showing a helpless expression: "I have to know everything before I can help you."

【Hehe, you just want to see the high-definition nude photos we recruited @#￥%...】

【I also want to see!let me lick! 】

[This is the most normal npc at present, except for standing on the sidelines at night to watch our moves. 】

[I'm new here, I think this product is definitely not simple (I definitely don't want to add another member to the Changtai team! 】

Lin Zhaoyun lowered his head and lowered his eyes, and said nothing, obviously not wanting to give.

Slater pinched his wrist, and without too much force, he easily grabbed his hand in front of his eyes, and then opened the soft and slender fingers a little bit, and saw the photo.

Lin Zhaoyun was so embarrassed that he clutched his toes tightly on the slippers.

"It's too much. You were scared when you received it, right?"

Slater's slightly indifferent tone eased Lin Zhaoyun's embarrassment: "Well, I'm very scared, I can't sleep well at night..."

Slater looked at all the photos, "It's normal for you to be afraid, and I will check this matter for you."

After hearing these words, Lin Zhaoyun suddenly relaxed.

"Mm" very softly, "Thank you."

"It's late, go to sleep."

Lin Zhaoyun washed his face again, wiped the sweat off his body with a damp cloth, and went back to bed feeling refreshed and refreshed.

The room fell into complete silence again.

He slept relatively more peacefully this time, and soon fell into a deep sleep with his eyes closed.