It is said that falling in love can help escape

The next morning, it was still Shen Yizhou who woke up first. After he opened his eyes, he found that Tang Yu was quietly curled up in his arms, with his head resting on his shoulders.

Shen Yizhou looked down at him for a while, and couldn't help reaching out to touch his face, but as soon as he touched it, he found that Tang Yu's body temperature was abnormal.

He has a fever again.

Perhaps sensing his touch, Tang Yu opened his eyes in a daze, the pupils were still moist, he raised his head, and looked at Shen Yizhou for a while.

"You have a fever," Shen Yizhou looked at him, "Are you feeling sick?"

Tang Yu put his backhand on his forehead, and the temperature on his forehead was scorching hot. He took off his hand, struggled to sit up, and said vaguely, "Well...it's okay."

Shen Yizhou also sat up with him: "You also had a fever the night before yesterday, and you fell asleep for a day and a night after you got the fever, why do you still have the fever now? Is it related to the bowl of water you drank?"

Tang Yu sat blankly for a while, did not speak, and reacted very slowly.

Although Shen Yizhou's voice rang in his ears, it was as if it was separated by a thick layer of veil. He heard it very unrealistically. After listening to it, he would spend a long time thinking about where he say what.

The head is dizzy, as if it weighs a thousand catties.

Tang Yu remembered everything that happened last night, and now he didn't even dare to turn his head. He hurriedly put on his clothes and got out of bed, but as soon as he stood still on the ground, he felt his whole body was soft. It was like a kaleidoscope in front of him, constantly spinning, which made him feel that the sky was dim and the earth was dark, and he staggered after only two steps, but luckily Shen Yizhou supported him.

"There is no pharmacy here, and even if I can buy medicine, I wouldn't dare to give it to you." Shen Yizhou sighed lowly, "Why don't you rest in your room today?"

Tang Yu closed his eyes, waited for the blackness in front of his eyes to recede, he waved his hand: "No, I've had enough sleep...I'll go out with you today...I, I Know a lot of things."

Seeing that he couldn't even stand still, Shen Yizhou just wanted to laugh: "What do you know?"

Tang Yu broke free from his embrace and walked two steps danglingly. The high fever made his consciousness blurry and clear for a while, and he said in a low voice: "Many, many...I will definitely be able to take you all out safely this time. .”

It's just that when he said the last sentence, his voice was very soft, Shen Yizhou couldn't hear it clearly, and was about to ask again, but Tang Yu had already walked into the bathroom to wash up.

When the two walked out, they happened to be the last one, and the yard was full of people.

The old woman leaned on a cane and stood at the door, which was tightly closed.

The breakfast was placed on the table, and it had been partially touched by someone. Shen Yizhou went up to get two portions, and stuffed Tang Yu with a steamed stuffed bun and a cup of soy milk. After Tang Yu took the things, he moved very slowly into his mouth deliver.

"Why don't you let us out?"

"That's right, old woman, what are you doing here? Can't all of us go out today?"

Someone complained.

Hualuo saw Tang Yu and came forward to greet him: "Tang Tang, good morning."

Tang Yu took a sip of soy milk, looked at her slowly for a while, and then replied, "Morning."

"Yo, what's the matter?" Hualuo heard his voice so weak, and looked at him carefully, and found that his lips were red and swollen, his eyes were moist, and he looked weak. Shen Yizhou stood beside him, and naturally stretched out his arms to embrace him. He, Tang Yu didn't refuse, just leaned on him obediently, Hua Luo's thoughts immediately went into high speed, "You you you you..."

Tang Yu looked at her: "...?"

Shen Yizhou: "...?"

Hualuo's shocked eyes lingered on Shen Yizhou and Tang Yu, and finally swallowed all the words.

Shen Yizhou's eyes turned around, but he didn't see Lin Miaomiao, so he couldn't help asking: "Where is Lin Miaomiao?"

"She has a fever today," Hua Luo thought while waiting for the dungeon to come out. How on earth should she tell Chen Xie about the news that Shen Yizhou and Tang Yu were together, and replied, "The fever is severe. I let her rest in the room."

"It's very hot?" Tang Yu tried to stay awake, "Did she also drink water?"

"What water to drink?" Hua Luo was following Shen Yizhou to check for clues yesterday, and she was not clear about whether Lin Miaomiao drank water or not. She shook her head and said, "I haven't been staring at her, so I don't know."

At this time, the old woman poked the ground twice with her cane, and said with a smile: "Except for a little girl who is still sleeping in the room, the other nine people are all here, that's just right, I want to say something. "

The one sleeping in the room was Lin Miaomiao, and if she was excluded, and the congratulations for her death yesterday, there should be ten people left here.

Immediately, someone realized that the number was wrong, and said, "Grandma, isn't it? There are ten more people."

Shu Xiao seemed to have realized something, her face suddenly became ugly, she tremblingly said: "Bai... Baimei is still in the room!"

She was the one who washed first this morning. After she finished washing, she came out to have breakfast first. Bai Mei was snoozing and stayed in bed for a while. It was Shu Xiao who brought breakfast to her. She had already finished washing at that time, so she followed Shu Xiao said that she would go out after breakfast, and Shu Xiao left the room first, but after she came out, she talked to others for a while and forgot about it!

She only remembered now that it had been so long since breakfast, but Bai Mei had never come out!

Shu Xiao turned around and ran to the door of her room, and opened the door, but as soon as she opened the door, she screamed.

I saw that the room was full of blood, and at a glance, her eyes were scarlet, while Baimei was lying in a pool of blood, her eyes were still open, and she was staring dead. She was stabbed to death by the handle of an oil-paper umbrella through her throat , the umbrella with red plums on a white background is all stained red by blood at this moment.

Everyone stood at the door, watching this scene in silence, as if they were used to it, they just felt numb.