Death Progress Bar

After spending too much time outside, when Shijin returned to school, the second class in the afternoon was about to start, so he called Liu Yong and asked him to bring his textbooks, and then went straight to the school with takeaway boxes and gifts. Went to the classroom.

When entering the classroom, the class bell just rang. He walked quickly to Luo Donghao and sat down. He took the book handed over by Liu Yong and opened it. After the teacher started to teach, he took out the gift from Lian Jun from his pocket and opened it gently. ——He came back in a hurry, and he hadn't had time to see what the gift from Jun Lian was.

The box opened to reveal a black and gold-toned fountain pen.

He was a little surprised. He didn't expect that the gift from Lian Jun would actually be a pen. He took out the pen and turned it around to look at it. Soon on the top of the cap of the pen, he saw a engraved small golden cursive character - Jun.

This guy……

He couldn't help smiling, touched the word, opened the cap of the pen, saw ink inside, took out the notebook, and wrote the word "Jun" on the paper.

A faint fragrance of ink spread out, much like the smell that would occasionally waft in Lianjun's study.

He laughed even harder, and immediately understood the meaning of the pen Lian Jun gave him - even in class, he should always hold "Jun" and feel the breath of "Jun".

What a sly man.

Luo Donghao suddenly abducted him.

He came back to his senses and looked at Luo Donghao suspiciously.

Luo Donghao signaled to him the teacher on the stage speechlessly, and then pointed to the corner of his mouth with his finger, implying that he laughed too stupidly just now.

He hurriedly calmed down his expression, glanced at the teacher who was writing on the blackboard on the podium, put the pen back into the box with a low cough, and concentrated on listening to the class.

After the afternoon class, Shi Jin called Liu Yong and Luo Donghao, took the takeaway box to the cafeteria to borrow the store's microwave oven, heated the takeaway and shared it with them.

"Oh, your boyfriend is so caring, I'm so envious of you." Liu Yong sighed while eating.

Shi Jin was pleased with himself, with a smile on his face, he replied shamelessly: "Well, he is really caring."

Liu Yong was choked by the meal, decided to let himself go, and ignored Shi Jin, a fool who was full of boyfriends, and changed the subject: "The final physical fitness test is about to start, but the weather forecast says it will snow, long-distance running What should I do, run against the snow? Our school doesn’t have an indoor track.”

That's a big problem.

Shi Jin took out his mobile phone and looked at the weather forecast for the last few days, and said, "Maybe it will be delayed, the school probably won't let us take the exam in the snow."

"I hope." Luo Donghao glanced at the gloomy sky outside, a little worried.

……

Amid the worries of the students, heavy snow fell down one after another and soon covered the ground.The school had to switch the test time of outdoor test items such as long-distance running with the time of indoor cultural class test. I hope that the weather will clear up soon after the cultural class test is over.

The exam time was adjusted, and the review time was suddenly reduced. The students complained and suffered unspeakably.

After Shi Jin saw the school notice, in order not to fail the course, he directly started the hell review mode. He took Liu Yong and Luo Donghao to the library every day to mark the key review courses. They communicate and review their experiences.

Being led by Shi Jin, Liu Yong and Luo Donghao tensed up unconsciously, gnawing on the books until the sky was dark.

Time passed in a hurry during the review, the heavy snow fell and stopped, stopped and fell again, and finally, when the cultural exams of all grades were over, the sun came out.

Liu Yong was so moved that he wanted to cry, holding the ugly snowman at the door of the dormitory building and crying bitterly: "Devil, Shi Jin, you are the devil, I will never review the final with you next time, where did you come from?" There are too many review materials that I got, it’s too scary.”

Shi Jin finally returned to normal after the exam, pulled him off the snowman embarrassingly, and said: "That's the review outline that my tutor gave me based on my textbooks. He said that as long as you memorize the important points, No matter what the exam is, you can pass it... Okay, okay, I was wrong, the culture class is over, we don't have to study anymore."

Liu Yong was actually howling in a fake way, to vent his joy after the exam, and immediately returned to normal when he heard the words, and said: "You have gone to college and have a tutor, so don't let the group in your dormitory People know, otherwise they must have said it again."

Shi Jin nodded, feeling very troubled by those guys in the dormitory.He could feel that the group of people had no malicious intentions, but the subtle feeling of not being able to get along with each other, and the feeling of being spied on was really too bad.

It would be great if I could change roommates, but even if I want to change, I have to wait until the third year to move the dormitory...

"The physical fitness test will take two days. The long-distance running of our class is scheduled for the day after tomorrow. I hope it won't snow again that day." Luo Donghao was still a little worried about the weather. After finishing speaking, he looked sideways at Shi Jin and asked, "Do you want to go out to play during the winter vacation?" ?”

Liu Yong also got excited when he heard the words, reached out and grabbed Shi Jin's collar, and said fiercely on purpose: "Don't tell me that you still have to accompany your boyfriend during the winter vacation, and there must be a limit to how much you value sex over friends."

Shi Jin looked up at the sky, and said embarrassedly: "Actually... After the holiday, I may leave City B immediately and spend the winter on the island... The winter in City B is too cold, you know."

Liu Yong & Luo Donghao: "..."

"Ah! You damn rich man!" Liu Yong let go of his collar, turned around, picked up a snowball from the ground, and threw it at him.

Shi Jin quickly dodges and runs away.

Liu Yong roared bravely, and chased after him.

Luo Donghao looked at the naive two, speechless.

……

On the last day of the physical fitness test, the weather was not good, and the students in Class [-] were halfway through running when the snow fell.

Liu Yong gritted his teeth: "Luo Donghao, you crow's mouth! It's all your fault that you keep nagging, there will be sun tomorrow when we just go out!"

Luo Donghao retorted: "The weather forecast originally said that it might snow today."

"But the weather forecast said night!"

Shi Jin hurriedly inserted between the two of them, and comforted him: "Okay, okay, it takes energy to talk, so hurry up and finish the run, it will be bad if the snow gets bigger and bigger."

Liu Yong and Luo Donghao shut up when they heard the words, and silently speeded up.

……

The exam ended successfully. On the first day of winter vacation, Shi Jin, who had been excited all night after the holiday, suddenly fell on the ground on the way to build a snowman, and was rushed to Uncle Long's medical room by Lian Jun and Gua Yi.

"Running in the snow, after sweating all over, I didn't know to take a shower and change clothes to warm up, so I came back wearing half-wet clothes, eating cold drinks at night, and stretching my head in the morning. Go out the window to see the snow in the yard, so tossing around, whoever gets sick if you don’t get sick!” Uncle Long took Shi Shijin’s temperature angrily, and then his face turned black, “39°6, go, find a bed Hold on, hang on the water."

Shi Jin obediently found a bed to lie down on, glanced at Lian Jun, who was blocked by Uncle Long's assistant, frowning worriedly, and smiled at him.

"What are you smirking, Young Master Jun, you too. Didn't you go pick him up yesterday? Why did you let him come back wearing sweaty clothes? It was the same this morning. Didn't you notice something wrong with his blushing?" Uncle Long blocked Shi Jin's words Sight, while adjusting the bracket for hanging water, he scolded Mr. Lian.

Lian Jun unconsciously clenched his hand on the armrest of the wheelchair, and said, "It's my problem. I have no idea. He has always been in good health, so I was careless. I saw his face turn red before, and thought it was because of Excited to build a snowman."

Shi Jin hurriedly spoke for him: "No, it's obviously me..."

"Shut up." Uncle Long lifted the quilt to cover him, and covered back what he hadn't finished saying, "Be honest when you're sick, Gua Yi, take someone to Mr. Jun's room for disinfection. Mr. Jun , starting today, until Shi Jin's illness is completely cured, you must live separately, and you are not allowed to have close contact at ordinary times, and try to minimize the time in the same room to avoid infection."

Lian Jun looked at Shi Jin who was lying on the hospital bed, and said nothing with a sullen face.

"Young Master Jun, I'm fine. I've had a high fever and I've slept all afternoon. You wait until I recover from illness and make you a snowman to play with." Shi Jin hooked his head to coax Lian Jun, his face was still red, and he looked silly Poor again.

Lian Jun slid his wheelchair and wanted to get closer, but Uncle Long's assistant firmly blocked the door. Unwilling to give up, he forced himself to calm down, and comforted Shi Jin, "You have a good rest, I will watch outside you."

Shi Jin wanted to say no, but seeing his unsightly expression, he swallowed his words silently, and said instead: "Let's play mahjong together later."

Lianjun resented his physical condition a little in his heart, but he didn't reveal it on his face, and replied: "Okay."

……

The illness came like a mountain, and Shi Jin couldn't wait for Lian Jun to bring the tablet, so he tilted his head and fell asleep. He kept frowning in his sleep, obviously uncomfortable.

Lian Jun put down the tablet, and under Uncle Long's stare, he slid the wheelchair into the medical room.

"Young Master." Uncle Long disapproved.

"I'll just take a look at him, don't stay too long." Lian Jun insisted.

In the end, Uncle Long compromised, took out a mask and handed it to him, saying: "Don't get too close, you can't be careless now, if you get sick and damage your body, all the previous efforts will be in vain."

Lian Jun gave a low answer to express his understanding, took the mask and put it on, slid the wheelchair to the side of the hospital bed, reached out and touched his overheated face.

Probably because he felt that Lian Jun's fingers were cool and comfortable, Shi Jin's frowning brows relaxed a little, and he leaned over instinctively.

Lian Jun's heart softened, and he leaned closer to him, wanted to kiss him but held back, touched his hand that was hanging water with his other hand, and stroked gently, "I'm sorry, I didn't take good care of you... hurry up stand up."

"Bamboo rice..." Shi Jin suddenly mumbled, and even smacked his mouth.

Lian Jun was taken aback, looked at Shi Jin, suddenly laughed, touched his face again, and said: "Okay, when you recover from illness, we will make bamboo rice by ourselves."

……

Shi Jin had a dream again. In the dream, he was lying on the hospital bed with a numb face, and beside the bed stood Li Jiuzheng in a white coat.Li Jiuzheng didn't speak, and he didn't speak either. The two of them were like two statues lying on one side and standing on the other. They were clearly alive, but they had lost the breath of a living person.

It was getting dark, no one turned on the lights, and the night was filled with darkness, which made the sharp scalpel in Li Jiuzheng's hand even more terrifying.

"Will you survive your 19th birthday?" Li Jiuzheng said suddenly, his voice was low and hoarse, and it sounded weirdly empty.

"That family is here again, arguing about the ownership of the inheritance in front of my patient's bed." Li Jiuzheng played with the scalpel in his hand, his white and slender fingers were beautiful and dangerous, "They all thought my patient was going to die, but unfortunately, I Saved him. They're disappointed, and I love watching them disappointed."

He finally lost his numbness, and turned his gaze to Li Jiuzheng who was beside the bed.

Li Jiuzheng also looked down at him, his beautiful face was expressionless, his lips parted, like a demon singing: "I will save you too, I won't let you die, and you will never die." He said so , but there was boundless cold killing intent in his eyes, he lowered his hand and forced the scalpel over.

"Good night, fifth brother." He said in response to the other party's killing intent, his voice was also numb, and he slowly closed his eyes, "I'll see you in hell."

The ward returned to silence. After a long time, the sound of footsteps sounded away, and the demon finally left.

He loosened his clenched fists, his body began to tremble uncontrollably, he opened his eyes, and looked towards the door of the ward—wanted to leave here, wanted to leave this tomb, save...

Di-

The monitoring instrument issued a mournful cry of the end of life, as if the pain of stripping the soul spread throughout the body.

"what!"

Shi Jin opened his eyes and stared blankly at Li Jiuzheng who was sitting by the hospital bed and was peeling apples for a few seconds. Holding the knife in the backhand, the tip of the knife is pointing down, aiming at Li Jiuzheng's neck, and pressing down hard——

"Xiao Jin!"

Xiang Ao Ting's voice suddenly came from behind, and then his wrist was grasped by a strong hand.

The tip of the knife barely hovered above Li Jiuzheng's neck, Shi Jin's body froze, his eyes widened and he looked at Li Jiuzheng, his mouth was slightly open and he was panting rapidly, his face was driven to the point of madness.

Li Jiuzheng was held down by him, staring blankly at his appearance at this time, his lips suddenly tightened, and he stretched out his hand to hold his hand holding the knife, and continued to fall towards his neck.

"What are you doing!"

Shocked, Xiang Aoting pulled Shi Jin's hand hard, hugged his body and pulled him away from Li Jiuzheng, grabbed the knife in his hand and threw it aside, looked at Li Jiuzheng and said, "Xiao Jin is in a coma. Are you confused too, calm down!"

After finishing speaking, put Shi Jin on the bed, covered him with the quilt, touched his face, forced him to look at him, and said: "Xiao Jin, look at me, it's okay, calm down, you are safe now, calm down come down."

Shi Jin's eyes became clear little by little, and he realized that he had been affected by the memory and emotions of the original owner again. He raised his hand and pressed his forehead in pain, and said, "I want to see Mr. Lian. Where is he? I want to see him." meet him."

Xiang Aoting hurriedly took out his mobile phone to call Lianjun.

Seeing Shi Jin's weak and uncomfortable appearance, Li Jiuzheng clenched his hands tightly.

……

Lian Jun quickly rushed over and took Shi Jin into his arms.

Uncle Long was anxious and angry, but he had no choice but to ask Lian Jun to put on the mask.

Shi Jin began to feel drowsy again, and fell asleep after lying in Lian Jun's arms for a while.Lian Jun stroked his hair, coaxed him carefully for a long time, and only put him back on the bed after he was fully asleep.

After comforting Shi Jin, Lian Jun came outside the medical room, took off the mask on his face, looked at Li Jiuzheng and Xiang Aoting who were waiting outside, and asked, "What's the matter, you guys have stimulated Shi Jin so much when you first came here. So, what did you tell him?"

Xiang Aoting frowned, and replied: "I didn't say anything, Xiao Jin seemed to be having a nightmare, and after waking up, he suddenly—"

"He's afraid of me." Li Jiuzheng said suddenly, his tone flat, more like talking to himself, "He's afraid that I'll kill him, how could he not be afraid of me? Brought to Rongcheng, and almost killed him in the cemetery."

"Jiu Zheng." Xiang Ao Ting called him in a deep voice.

Li Jiuzheng looked at him sideways, with straight eyes: "He remembers the clothes I wore that day and everything I did... Fourth brother, am I finished?"

"That's enough." Jun Lian interrupted them, looked back at the door of the medical room, and said, "I don't care what mood you all come here with, I just know that Shi Jin wants to have a reunion dinner with them , don’t spoil his expectations. Gua Yi, take them to the guest room to rest.”

Standing behind him, Gu Yi immediately took a step forward, signaling Xiang Ao Ting and Li Jiuzheng to leave with him.

Xiang Aoting glanced at the door of the medical room, then at Lian Jun, frowned, grabbed Li Jiuzheng who didn't want to leave, and led him out of the medical room.

……

Shi Jin was dragged into a dream with a black and gray tone. In the dream, he lived in Li Jiuzheng's private hospital. His consciousness was sometimes sober and sometimes chaotic. What his nose smelled was medicine and disinfectant, and what he heard in his ears was only Hearing the sound of medical instruments, he opened his eyes, only to see the pale and monotonous ward.

No one spoke to him.Oh, no, there are people, only one person.

Da, da... The sound of leather shoes hitting the ground could be heard faintly.

He trembled, opened his eyes, and looked at the door in horror.

The footsteps disappeared, the door handle was turned, and a figure in a white coat appeared behind the door.

"The nurse said that your mental state is very unstable." The demon approached, with a piercing mechanical voice, "This is not acceptable, you need to rest well, and you will be healthy after rest. Shi Jin, you can't die yet. "

No, it's impossible, the car accident damaged his internal organs, he was about to die, his organs were failing a little bit, even the gods couldn't save him, he didn't want to——

A scalpel was stretched out in front of him, and a cold light flashed.

"Is it painful?"

He looked at the tip of the knife in front of him, cold sweat dripping from his forehead.

"Want to be free?"

His lips moved, but no words came out.

"Can I help you out?" A familiar yet unfamiliar face approached, with cold eyes and a cold tone, "Is it painful, can I help you out?"

He closed his eyes, not wanting to see such an expression on this face.

"I'm your elder brother, so I naturally want to help you."

The face was touched by cold fingers that were not alive, and then the hand moved a little bit, and stopped at the pulse of the neck.

"But you're dead, what should I do?"

His fingers left with the strong smell of disinfectant. He opened his eyes again and looked at Li Jiuzheng who had stood up straight, with hatred in his eyes.

Li Jiuzheng also looked at him, met his eyes, smiled suddenly, bent down to pick up a bottle of medicine, opened it and poured it into the medicine he was injecting.

"You are my only younger brother, a gift from heaven." Li Jiuzheng said, watching the liquid medicine flow into his body through the tube, with a satisfied look on his face, "Sleep, be obedient .”

The cold medicinal liquid flowed into his body, and sleepiness gradually hit him. He tried to open his eyes wide to see Li Jiuzheng's expression at this time, but the other party's hand stretched out to cover his eyes.

"Don't look at me like that with these eyes." The devil whispered, with a hint of emotion he didn't understand, "I can't help but take you to hell with me, you are a gift Xiaojin, I don't Will let you go."

Darkness strikes.

There was a faint sound of mahjong, and Shi Jin's consciousness suddenly broke free from the dream, slowly opened his eyes, and turned his head to look in the direction of the sound of mahjong.

Lian Jun was watching him quietly with his tablet, and when he saw him looking over, he reached out and touched his head, and said, "The fever has subsided, but you have slept for a long time, and Uncle Long said you'd better get out of bed after you wake up." It's not good for your health to move around for a while and lie down all the time."

Shi Jin closed his eyes, tilted his head and rubbed against his palm.

"Your brothers have all arrived and are making a reunion dinner for you in the kitchen, do you want to go and see?" Lian Jun touched his forehead and asked warmly.

Shi Jin opened his eyes, squinted his eyes and thought about the scene in his dream, then nodded.

Lian Jun then stood up from the wheelchair, stepped forward to help him up, led him to the bathroom, helped him wash up, and then continued to lead him outside.

"Your legs..." Shi Jin looked at his legs worriedly.

Lian Jun squeezed his hand and said: "It's okay, Uncle Long gave me a new medicine recently, it won't hurt."

Shi Jin nodded, held his hand instead, and poked Xiao Si in his heart: "Before attacking Li Jiuzheng, I dreamed of the scene of the original owner dying... It's really scary, death doesn't feel good at all."

"Enter..." Xiaosheng's tone was worried.

"I'm fine." Shi Jin reassured, and gradually recovered his reason from the gloomy dream, "These things always have to be overcome, this reunion dinner is a good opportunity... you should pay more attention I, if necessary, can paralyze my body's mobility, lest I really do anything irreparable." At the end of his life, the original owner was full of thoughts of revenge and death with his brothers, if If those emotions really took over his mind, he probably would be finished.

Xiao Si responded in a low voice, was silent for a while, and suddenly asked: "Jin Jin, did I do something wrong?"

It asked this question endlessly, but Shi Jin understood what it meant.He glanced at Mr. Lian who was walking beside him, and said, "No...thank you for giving me the opportunity to meet Mr. Lian."

……

When he arrived at the kitchen, Shi Jin's body was much better. He didn't make a sound, but stood by the door and looked at the brothers who were busy inside, slowly adjusting his thoughts and emotions.

"Does Xiao Jin not like ginger?"

Shi Weichong asked suddenly, and Shi Jin took advantage of the situation to set his sights on him and sized him up carefully.

I haven't seen him for a while, Shi Weichong lost weight, his always frowning brows and eyes relaxed, his breath was much gentler, when he turned his head to talk to Fei Yujing, his eyes were warm, and he looked more popular than before.

"I don't know." Facing Shi Weichong's question, Fei Yujing answered honestly, still with the indifferent attitude of a lawyer, but holding a handful of vegetables in his hand comically.

Shi Jin shifted his gaze to Fei Yujing again, seeing his indifferent and unpopular appearance at all times, the corners of his mouth twitched, and it was strange that there were not many emotional fluctuations in his heart - what fluctuations could there be, facing such a bad guy? People who are frank and thorough in pursuing interests feel that any thoughts are wasted.

"Old Five, are you lying to me again, Xiao Jin really likes to eat onions?"

Rong Zhouzhong's voice suddenly sounded, and when Shi Jin turned his head, he saw Rong Zhouzhong was standing by a small table, cutting onions with a distorted face, his peach blossom eyes were bright red, and tears were streaming down.

Shi Jin couldn't help laughing.

Are you an idiot? Cutting onions without knowing how to prepare water or cover your nose makes you cry so ugly.

"Third brother, wipe your tears first." Xiang Aoting leaned over, frowning and handed a tissue to Rong Zhouzhong.

Rong Zhouzhong took it and went directly to wipe his eyes, but accidentally wiped it with his fingers first, and immediately howled hotly, looking for the faucet to wash his hands and eyes, while cursing Li Jiuzheng.Seeing him groping around like a blind man, Xiang Aoting quickly reached out to help him, calling him helplessly to be quiet.

Shi Jin looked at the two of them, the smile on his face deepened, his eyes turned slightly, and then he met Li Jiuzheng's eyes looking at this side.

Li Jiuzheng was killing fish, with blood on one hand and a knife in the other.

In an instant, the smile on Shi Jin's face froze.

Clang.

Li Jiuzheng let go of the knife, lowered his head and began to crazily wipe the blood on his clothes. While wiping, he looked up at Shi Jin, looking anxious but unable to say anything, until he wiped the orange that was completely dirty on his body. The sweater froze, and slowly stopped moving.

What kind of idiots is this.

Shi Jin let out a long breath, readjusted his emotions, raised his hand and knocked on the kitchen door vigorously, attracting everyone's attention, smiled at everyone, and greeted: "Brothers, good afternoon."

Hell or something, whoever loves to go down, anyway, he absolutely does not want to go down.