ban heartbeat in thriller

Chapter 38 From Hell (4)

Zhao Yutang felt a strong sense of being spied on while half asleep and half awake, her eyes were gloomy, like some kind of wet animal, with the cold and cruel sizing of prey by a beast, even if she was just being stared at, she seemed to be stressed I broke out in a cold sweat.

She instinctively sensed the danger, and opened her eyes suddenly. The room was pitch black, and she couldn't see anything clearly in the thick ink, but the peeping sight followed her everywhere.

Zhao Yutang reached out to turn on the bedside lamp, and the moment the incandescent lamp came on, it also illuminated Eric's pale face. He was actually standing beside the bed, only twenty centimeters away from her, looking at her with those green eyes in the dark night. To faintly glow, pupils dilated, cat-like vigilance.

He stared straight at Zhao Yutang, his eyes were too fixed and focused, as if he was observing a human doll after becoming conscious, almost as if he wanted to cut her open and study it carefully.

Zhao Yutang felt nauseous because of her brain, she took a deep breath, and completely lost sleepiness, although there was still cold sweat on her forehead, her tone had calmed down.

"Eric, why are you standing here?"

The little boy stood motionless beside her bed, his eyes still fixed on her. He actually didn't know that normal people would not stare at others like this.

Hearing Zhao Yutang's question, he licked his rosy lips, his pupils moved, "Are bedtime stories useful?"

He asked curiously, Zhao Yutang only noticed that he was only wearing thin pajamas, not even shoes, so he just ran over.

"Did you sleep well?"

She noticed the deep meaning in Eric's words, and was quite surprised. Did he not sleep well?
Eric stared at her without saying a word, that gesture was an obvious acquiescence.

"I'll take you back to your room."

Zhao Yutang sent Eric back to the room and covered him with a small quilt after he went to bed. Eric frowned and kicked the quilt away.

"hot."

Zhao Yutang touched his hand hanging by the bed, it was cool, and he didn't know where the anger came from in his body.

"It must be covered, so as not to catch cold." As he said, he pulled the quilt to cover his stomach tightly.

Eric tugged at the corner of the quilt without knowing why, because his limbs were still exposed and it wasn't very hot, so he didn't refuse.

He was lying on his back, looking at Zhao Yutang with his round pupils open. He still had that uncomfortably focused gaze. Anyone stared at by such gaze would feel a sense of eerieness.

Zhao Yutang sat by his bed, recalling the relatively old lullabies from his hometown for a while, recalling the melody.

"Close your eyes and don't think about anything."

Eric didn't know what she was going to do, so he closed his eyes obediently.

Zhao Yutang sang a lullaby softly, the melody was slow and long, and Eric couldn't understand the meaning, but thought the melody was very nice.

After singing a song, Zhao Yutang stopped and looked at the little boy lying on the bed, his blond hair was hanging limply, his eyes were closed, he was really obediently cute.

are you asleep?

She just wanted to get up and go back to her room when she saw Eric open his eyes impatiently, "Stop singing?"

"..."

His eyes are bright, he is in good spirits, and he is not sleepy at all.

Zhao Yutang had no choice but to sing all the nursery rhymes he knew, and his soft voice echoed in the room——

Eric opened his eyes, and the oriental girl who sang to him had already fallen asleep lying on the bedside, her long eyelashes drooping softly and obediently.

He stared at her quietly, subtly subdued some malice this time, and imitated her usual way to soften and calm his eyes. Sure enough, she slept peacefully and didn't notice.

(End of this chapter)