Pure Love General Administration Scum Transformation Center

how to meet.

How can we meet again.

Chu Ge silently looked at Yuan Xibai in front of him, and there was severe pain from the part of his finger, and the part that Yuan Xibai had sucked into his mouth was almost hot.

Such a strange and weird scene appeared in the huge monitoring room.

Yuan Xibai, who was sitting in a wheelchair, bit her lips tightly, her hands were hanging in the air, as if she was grabbing something, but looking from the sky, there was nothing at all, she didn't grab anything, but she came in front of him, But it can be seen that there seems to be something invisible in his mouth.

The rusty smell of blood permeated the entire mouth.

Tears rolled down his cheeks, and after losing the warmth, his face was cold.

I don't know how long it took, Yuan Xibai finally noticed the looseness of the other party, the strength to break free and escape gradually disappeared, and he held those hands tightly, at this moment, as if finally There is no meaning of struggling anymore.

So he loosened his fingers, carefully stretched out a hand, and stretched it forward.

The next moment, he was stunned.

Yuan Xibai thought with all his heart that he would capture the opponent's body, even if he couldn't see it, he could touch it, but he never expected that there was nothing and he couldn't touch it.

But in front of him, in his mouth, the tactile sensation of the cold fingers is so clear.

I can feel his, Yuan Xibai thought, it's just a little bit wrong.

Which key is wrong, which place he didn't understand

When did he touch the other party once, or in other words, the other party could still touch him?

On the electronic screen in front of me, one is on the left and the other is on the right, one is dazzling and the other is weird. Those two videos are still being played repeatedly.

The person who was carried out of the vehicle was covered in blood, and he seemed to have become a blood man.

blood

Suddenly, as if lightning flashed across his mind, Yuan Xibai's heart brightened.

He came up with an incredible guess, although it was so absurd and weird, but at this moment, it was extremely real.

The salty smell of blood in his mouth was still lingering, he pushed the bitten tip of his tongue up and hooked the cold finger.

It is so clear that there is no room for the slightest misrecognition.

Yuan Xibai realized it in an instant, and the next moment, he loosened his jaw.

One hand held the invisible hands tightly, while the other stuffed it directly into his mouth, and then, he bit it off without hesitation.

Ten fingers connected to his heart, and immediately, a piercing pain swept over his body.

The brain clamored, wanting to stop his next move, but the most deep-rooted consciousness in his heart directly ignored the reaction at this moment, he opened his mouth, and once again, bit down on his finger fiercely.

The skin is broken and the blood is bleeding.

Yuan Xibai took his finger out of his mouth, and with weak expectation and longing, he stretched out his hand forward.

There, still in the bloody breach, he felt it at last.

As if hearing a leisurely sigh, the invisible body in the air stayed there.

Yuan Xibai could hardly control the trembling of his body, his hands kept trembling, and he slowly groped upwards.

I can't feel it anywhere else, and the only thing that can get a little feeling is that finger.

For a person who has been waiting for a long time, this point is like a drop of water in the desert, which is nothing but a drop in the bucket.However, for a person who is close to despair, this point is that the long-drought land is finally waiting for the rain, which makes people want to cry with joy.

His hands turned upwards, groped across his body, and suddenly found an empty space.

He was in a wheelchair and couldn't get up, he couldn't get up at all.

"Lower," Yuan Xibai whispered, as if begging, "You Ning, lower your head, okay?"

He had such a faint hope in his heart, but he didn't know if the other party would respond.

From the very beginning, he wanted to break free from him, how could his wish be fulfilled at this time.

but

If you are willing, if you are willing to respond to him, at this time, you have never escaped again, have you?

It seemed to be as far away as ever, and it seemed to be just a short moment.

The finger that landed in the void touched the entity again.

It was ice-cold, with an indelible chill, a little soft, but underneath that, it touched something a little hard.

are blood vessels.

If there is no mistake, this is the blood vessel in the neck, and he touched the other party's neck.

"You Ning, come here a little bit, I can't reach it, just come a little bit."

With a trembling voice, he waited for a short time.

After a while, the cold neck really moved a little closer to him.

Yuan Xibai touched it slowly, he turned to the side, and touched a small bump, which was the Adam's apple.

Then towards that upward, towards his side suddenly, is the invisible chin.

Ah, it's like this, it's like this, when countless skin-to-skin kisses, when countless midnight dreams come back, this is the tactile feeling.Except for a little bit of coldness, there is no vitality

He stayed there in a daze, suddenly, but found that the touch under his hand was slowly dissipating.

Yuan Xibai moved forward in horror, grasping with his fingers, and once again caught a piece of air.

After a short period of hope, such a transformation is tantamount to despair, even the other hand, the one that was grasped, is slowly disappearing.

In the hands, the originally solid feeling is constantly dissipating, like water flowing through the palms, like floating sand falling to the ground, unable to grasp, hold, or hold!

"You Ning, where are you going!"

"Come back! Come back to me, please!"

That shrill sound was almost tragic. Yuan Xibai sat on the wheelchair like that, feeling his body disappear in the palm of his hand. The feeling of such a living loss almost made people collapse. He threw forward in a panic, trying to catch it. What, but couldn't grasp anything, but because of excessive body movements, he lost the wheelchair and fell directly to the ground.

The body touched the hard ground, and there was a burst of burning pain.

Yuan Xibai fell to the floor, stretched out his hand in a panic to catch it, struggled a few times in vain, suddenly he realized something, and the next moment, he stretched out his finger out of his mouth again.

He bit it down almost without hesitation, and the sweet blood spread in his mouth in an instant. He stretched out his hand, struggling forward in vain like a desert traveler caught in hallucinations.

The next moment, there was a sudden stop.

It seemed to have touched a piece of skin, and seemed to be held by a pair of cold hands.

"So you are here." Yuan Xibai seemed to be crying and laughing, almost crazy, "It's really like this, as long as I pass through the blood, I can see you."

However, how much blood can flow out of that small wound, and how much area can it touch?

Not much, just a little bit of space.

Those hands seemed to want to pull him up, but they could only touch this point. Yuan Xibai stared at it without blinking, but his gaze passed through the transparent air in front of him and landed on the farther away.

A pair of sharp scissors is in the pen holder on the table.

Under the plastic handle, on the silver metal, there is a light from above, shining brightly.

Chu Ge wanted to pull Yuan Xibai up, but he could only touch so little, and only through blood could he make contact with Yuan Xibai.

He watched Yuan Xibai in front of him and became almost insane because he couldn't touch his hand.

And watched helplessly as Yuan Xibai bit his finger without hesitation, and stretched out his bleeding hand towards him.

Bright red, burning eyes.

What a dazzling color, jumping on the retina, as if all other colors have faded away, only this little color remains.

Chu Ge's mind was indescribably dizzy, he had never been able to accept such a strong color, but at this time, there was a pair of invisible shackles under his feet, imprisoning him, making him unable to retreat at all.

And as for what really is

How can you tell?

He grabbed Yuan Xibai's hand, and then lost his sense of touch again. He thought Yuan Xibai would go crazy, that he would howl desperately, and that mournful wail still echoed in his ears, like a The sharp needle poked straight on his heart.

But this time, surprisingly, Yuan Xibai didn't put his finger in his mouth again.

He wasn't even crazy, he just opened his eyes, his dark pupils were dark, and suddenly, a smile appeared on his lips: "You Ning, wait for me, I will be able to touch you soon."

what?

Chu Ge was full of questions, but at this time, no one came to answer him.

Yuan Xibai's gaze turned to another place, he straightened up with difficulty, writhed on the floor without any image, he dragged his body, struggled to climb to the side of the wheelchair, and kept groping on it.

Chu Ge could probably guess what he wanted to do, and as expected, after a rustle, Yuan Xibai pulled out a long stick-shaped metal from it, and spread it out to become a crutch.

In fact, the inverted triangle should be used, which is more convenient for him to move. The current one is not suitable for Yuan Xibai to use at all.

But Yuan Xibai didn't know where the willpower came from, he pulled the crutch away, and stood up unsteadily.

"Be careful." Chu Ge stepped forward in a hurry, trying to support his body, but failed again.

Yuan Xibai didn't feel his movements. In fact, his attention was completely focused on the front. He dragged the crutch and moved forward with difficulty. He stumbled, staggered, and nearly fell down countless times. , and I don't know where the strength came from, supporting him and never falling down.

A short distance, only a few meters, but he seemed to have walked as long as a century.

Yuan Xibai finally rushed to the table, his body swayed, and hurriedly supported the table.

At the same time, the metal crutch fell straight to the ground without any assistance, making a crackling sound.

"What are you doing?" Chu Ge asked, "What do you want?"

Yuan Xibai stretched out his hand and reached for the pen holder. His movements were so crisp and quick, without any hesitation.

What's in the pen holder?

The scissors were pulled out, and when the double blades were unfolded, they shone coldly under the white light.

At that moment, Chu Ge almost thought he was wrong.

Yuan Xibai stuck the scissors to his palm almost without hesitation, and he pointed the gleaming blade straight to the soft palm, as if the next moment, he would poke it down without hesitation.

"Yuan Xibai, you are crazy!"