clock trap

That night, when Yu Sen and the others came out of the dining room, they went back to the box early and went to bed. The time period of his stomachache was always elusive, so when he was able to fall asleep at this moment, he naturally had to seize every opportunity to refresh his mind.

Sure enough, as he expected, in the middle of the night, he was woken up again by the strange discomfort in his body.

When he woke up, his head was still a little dizzy, and Si Xuanyang was sleeping soundly beside him, and he was very close, his furry head resting on his shoulder, and his lips were still rubbing against Yu Sen's neck, itching.

These days, my stomach is not good, my digestion has problems, and some moisture seems to have accumulated in my body in a causal cycle. At the moment, I feel hot and stuffy when I’m stuck under the quilt like this, but I really stick my hands and feet out of the quilt. After that, the temperature at night instantly cooled the exposed skin, and the cold air penetrated into the bones.

Yu Sen was very irritable in his heart, hot and cold, and didn't want to push people away, so he stretched out his empty hand and foot to cool off, and took it in to keep warm, and couldn't fall asleep again at all.

Not long after, it seemed that I had caught a cold, and my throat gradually began to itch. As the saying goes, there are three things that people can't hide, and one of them is coughing.

He suffocated in the pillow for a while, but the itching in his throat became more and more clear, like several ants crawling around in it, but they couldn't scratch it when they stretched out their hands, feeling so aggrieved.

After coughing twice, I couldn't hold back any longer, like a flood had opened its valve, and it was out of control.

"Cough cough cough...cough cough...cough!"

Yu Sen put the back of his hand against his mouth, closed his eyes in an attempt to suppress the desire to cough, but didn't notice that Si Xuanyang had already opened his eyes when he coughed the second time, the eyes were still bloodshot, turned over Covering his outstretched right foot under the quilt, he turned over and lay on his side, patted his back to let him breathe, and took his hand from his mouth away.

"Why do you still have a cold?"

"It's unbelievable, isn't it?" Yu Sen sighed, swallowed hard for a while, and half-opened his eyes sleepily, "I think my ending is probably not killed by a ghost, but died of illness inside."

Si Xuanyang frowned, and before he had time to scold him, Yu Sen said again: "Actually, I still blame myself. I was fine at the beginning, so why did I have to pretend to be Si Nan's boyfriend? Look at the current situation. One piece of shit, it's just the wave after wave of tsunamis caused by that butterfly, it's a vicious circle, I'm so pissed off, if I don't die, I won't die."

Si Xuanyang was silent for a while, and then said: "If you were injured outside in the first place, it was because I was drunk. If I hadn't..."

"It's because of me that you get drunk! Cough..." Yu Sen interrupted him, pinched his face, twisted his fingers and said with a smile: "You had a crush on me back then, I Know."

"...Even if you are secretly in love, it's because you seduced me openly." Si Xuanyang looked at him, "You don't know how to restrain yourself at all, it's simply a rare flower."

"A strange flower is a strange flower, and a strange flower is also a flower." Yu Sen said, "A beautiful flower."

"OK, OK..."

Si Xuanyang leaned against his shoulder and grinned for a while, touched his forehead, then his stomach, and asked, "Are you still feeling unwell? Can't sleep?"

"Well," Si Xuanyang's hair was itching as it brushed against his skin, but Yu Sen didn't have much strength and didn't even bother to turn over, "The milk was a little cold at night, and now I feel my stomach is cold and hard. It’s hard to take care of, I don’t want to take care of it, I decided to stock it.”

"Who asked you to wait for a long time to finish drinking, you turn around, and I will rub it for you."

"I don't want to turn around, so I can't knead face to face? You are so particular..."

"How do you rub your stomach face to face! You are really—"

"Ah ah ah ah ah--!!!"

"Snapped--!"

A scream directly interrupted Si Xuanyang's words. Along with the scream, there was a clear and crisp sound of something falling on the ground, shattering the silent night together.

Both Yu Sen and Si Xuanyang froze for two seconds, and jumped up from the bed—the scream was Si Nan's voice!

"It's my brother!" Si Xuanyang's tight lips revealed his anxiety.

"Go over!" Yu Sen turned over and got up and pushed him, then grabbed Si Xuanyang's clothes, "Remember to check your shoes first when you get out of bed!"

He got out of the bed from his own side, and the shoes underneath were the ones he wore during the day, and Si Xuanyang's were the same, it didn't look like a trap of red dancing shoes.

Si Nan and Luo Yu live next door to them, and Yu Sen couldn't help but think of the man whose legs were torn off yesterday morning, and also of the voice just now, dark spots appeared in front of his eyes, and he almost couldn't stand still.

But don't let anything happen...

"Yangyang, take that rose!"

The three things they got on the first night were the red rose, the mirror, and the program card list. Among them, the red rose and the program card list were with them, and Si Nan carried the mirror with him.

The two of them didn't care about the bad consequences of opening the door in the middle of the night, so they rushed out and knocked on the door of Si Nan's room.

Many people in other boxes also heard the scream, and there were many curious and prying eyes from the glass windows. Seeing them knocking on the door in such a hurry, there was also a trace of worthless pity.

Si Xuanyang was anxious, his expression changed after he knocked twice, he took a step back, and was about to kick the door open, but he didn't expect that the door was opened from the inside before he lifted his foot.

Yu Sen was stunned for a moment, pulled Si Xuanyang to his side, and stared nervously at the door.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."

A familiar trembling voice sounded at the door, and Si Nan stared at them with a sad face, his eyes were slightly red, like a big frightened rabbit.

Si Xuanyang approached him hesitantly: "...Are you not dead? Are you not injured? Are your legs broken?"

"...Damn it! Can't you expect me to be nice to you!?" Si Nan glared.

"...No, the main reason is that your voice is too desolate." Si Xuanyang glanced behind him, and in the dim light that came on, Luo Yu sat cross-legged on the bed in shock, "Luo Yu Is the rain all right?"

"It's all right," Si Nan pouted, "but there's something wrong with the mirror."

He turned sideways, revealing the puddle of splintered glass on the floor of the room.

Is that broken sound from the mirror?Yu Sen frowned, he knew that although Si Nan was not a good person, he was not someone who would accidentally break important props: "How did you break it?"

Si Nan sighed: "Ruan Xin came to me in the dark to talk about life in the middle of the night, but I blocked it with a mirror in my desperation. Luo Yu and I survived, but the mirror is like this."

"By the way," Si Nan lowered his voice mysteriously again, "When I blocked it, the mirror caught Ruan Xin's face, and guess what, her face—it turned out that there was a big birthmark!"

The author says:

Changed an item, changed the small gong into a mirror, otherwise my brother will be cold