clock trap

I fell asleep for two or three hours, and when I woke up, my vision was blurry.

The gloomy indoor and outdoor light makes people feel inexplicably empty and small at the end of the world.

Yu Sen lay still for a while in a trance, his eyes gradually cleared up, and only then did he catch a glimpse of white snowflakes flying in the sky outside the bay window.

Each grain is not big, and it seems to be about the size of a fingernail to the naked eye, like snowflakes in a crystal ball, blown by the wind and fluttering in the air, and it takes a long time to fall slowly.

--Snowing.

He moved his lips weakly, and in the quiet air, his thinking stopped for a while, and then he suddenly remembered that he was still a little mute who had been enchanted, and he could only make a soft babbling sound when he opened his mouth.

He closed his mouth and silently watched the falling snow outside the glass window for a while, then he slowly retracted his gaze, stared at the ceiling in a daze for a while, and suddenly realized that there was a person sitting on the single sofa next to him.

Quietly, with his head propped up, he stared at him intently and gently for a long time.

It seems as long as a century, and it seems that I can never see enough.

When Yu Sen's eyes fell on him, Si Xuanyang raised the corner of his mouth and said, "Finally awake? The first thing I saw after waking up was not me, but out of the window. I'm so sad."

Gee!

It doesn't look like you're sad at all, okay?

Yu Sen closed his eyes expressionlessly and calmed down.

Or how to say that some people are not suitable for taking a nap, just woke up at this moment, the whole body is as soft as mud and paralyzed in the bed, unable to lift up a bit of strength, and the head is so blank that there is no thought at all.

Si Xuanyang stood up from the sofa, walked over to check the temperature on his forehead, it was a little hotter than when he had lunch.

Yu Sen lay quietly on the pillow, let the other party's warm hand caress his forehead, and then slid down to his naked and soft neck to test the temperature. When his fingertips touched the skin, it was itchy and hot, but he was too lazy to hide up.

There was no wind in the room, but there was a strange dry feeling in his throat. He frowned unexpectedly, grabbed the quilt on his chest, and coughed a few times in a muffled voice.

After coughing, the brain was short of oxygen for a short time, and the familiar dizziness followed like a shadow.

A nasal whimper sounded from Yu Sen's throat, and his eye sockets were covered with a layer of physiological mist. In Si Xuanyang's eyes, it was like a misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River.

Although he was distressed, he still said in a hoarse voice: "When you wake up, you must either get up, or close your eyes and continue to sleep, or you will lie down and play like this, and the cold will get worse."

Yu Sen stared at him for a few seconds, stretched out a piece of porcelain white arm from the fluffy duvet, and stretched out towards him.

Si Xuanyang held that hand, rubbed it gently with his fingertips, and asked patiently: "Want to get up?"

Yu Sen nodded, it was snowing outside, he wanted to see it.

Si Xuanyang sighed, and helplessly stretched his arms into the still warm quilt, encircled the smooth back of the other party, raised his hand again, and dragged the person out of the quilt half-embracing and half-embracing.

The large area of ​​exposed skin came into contact with the slightly colder air than the bed, Yu Sen's body shivered unconsciously, and hid in the devil's arms, but those cold chains stuck to it, and the skin stood up A layer of fine fluff, the body temperature is rapidly losing.

Si Xuanyang quickly put the skirt on for him, with layers of inner lining piled up around his legs.

Yu Sen sat on the edge of the bed, his skirt scattered among the messy mattresses into holy white rose petals, he lowered his head and looked down, a white porcelain-like neck was exposed between the black shattered hair and soft lace, giving people a An inexplicable taste that cannot be contaminated, but wants to be contaminated with color.

Si Xuanyang's eyes darkened, he touched it with his index finger, lifted Yu Sen's chin, and licked a touch of astringent blush on his pale lips.

Yu Sen frowned, tilted his head back, and pushed his arms across his chest, with disapproval in his eyes: "Ugh!"

Si Xuanyang let him go, and helped him wipe off the ambiguous water stains on his lips with a soft expression, chuckled and said in a low voice: "It won't be contagious to me, forget that I am a devil? Devils don't get sick of."

He stared at the person in front of him, paused, and jokingly said, "Only princesses with delicate bodies and weak bodies will get sick."

Ha ha.

Yu Sen pushed the big devil's face away expressionlessly, stood up and put on his hat.

......

Before going downstairs, they watched from the window for a while. It was around four o'clock in the afternoon, but it seemed that not many people had found the pass, and many people were still wandering on the street looking for opportunities.

In addition to removing the snack bag, if you want to get a jack-o-lantern in someone else’s yard to see if there are cards in it, you have to exchange it with your own props.

The chance is so small that most people dare not take it lightly.

But there are also some lucky people who have already obtained access cards, and this also means that the number of cards is indeed gradually decreasing. If they are unlucky, some people may really have nothing until Halloween the day after tomorrow.

There are many pastries and black tea for afternoon tea in the kitchen, and curry is boiled in the half-meter-high stew pot. The strong smell wafts through the whole first floor, making people's appetite whetted.

Even though Yu Sen's body was still sore and uncomfortable, the smell aroused some hunger.

But now it was not time for dinner, and everyone was outside again, and the house was empty, except for the sound of firewood burning in the fireplace.

Si Xuanyang asked Yu Sen to sit in the dining room, and he went to the kitchen to bake some bread and serve some curry.

The windows of this European-style house are very wide and bright, Yu Sen nodded to let him go, walked to the corner of the living room by himself, and stood by the French door leading to the backyard to enjoy the snow scene.

The sky was gloomy, and the cold wind made the leaves shake and rustle. The snow should have fallen not long ago, and the ground had not yet piled up. The snowflakes turned into water shortly after they hit the ground. There was a thin layer of frost on the ground in the backyard. It was wet and looked too cold.

The window was covered with a thin layer of mist due to the temperature difference, Yu Sen aimlessly drew circles on it with his fingers, and his fingertips were icy cold.

He sighed silently, curled up and retracted his fingers, wondering if he still had the courage to step out of this warm house.

Just as he was about to turn around, a figure getting closer and closer behind him was reflected on the glass window in front of him, as well as the sudden and obvious sound of footsteps.

Yu Sen's mind was in a trance and dull for a moment, and then his eyes widened suddenly.

——This person is not Si Xuanyang!

He opened his mouth wide and turned around abruptly, but his mouth and nose were tightly covered with one hand, and his waist was tightly bound like iron by the other hand of the visitor.

The man pressed his chest against his back, imprisoned him in his arms, sprayed his heavy and hot breath against his ears, and pushed him into the backyard.

Yu Sen's whole body was weak, he struggled hard twice but failed, instead he was strangled even tighter, his legs were bent and pushed against by the person behind him, his muscles and bones were slightly sore, he almost lost his strength and leaned back, being tightly pressed by the attacker No gaps are left.

"Woo-!"

fuck you!

A flash of anger flashed in Yu Sen's eyes, and his chest heaved rapidly, but he couldn't exert any strength. After his mouth and nose were covered, the feeling of hypoxia and dizziness intensified and destroyed this soft body. Clamped down by the opponent.

Judging by the close body temperature and breathing temperature, this is obviously an ordinary person, a player like them.

In the past world, I have never encountered such a blatant person who made things happen. In addition, this time is the last world for Yu Sen and the others, and they have already completed more than half of the task. His body is weak, so he unconsciously He greatly lowered his defense, but he didn't expect to win the lottery directly!

The assailant obviously came prepared, noticing Yu Sen's lack of cooperation, and even wanted to kick some noises with his feet, so he let go of his arms around his waist, took out a finely crafted vegetable knife, and held it against him. On Yu Sen's neck.

"Don't move around if you don't want to suffer!" He whispered in Yu Sen's ear.

The tip of the knife was sharp and cold, and the hand holding the knife was unstable. Yu Sen's skin was thin, and a small cut was cut in an instant. Although the amount of blood flowing out was not much, it was enough to smudge the lace of his neck into a deep red.

The sight of blood stains against the snow-white skin is a vivid fragrance that is enough to take your breath away.

Yu Sen gasped in pain, but the attacker didn't know that he couldn't speak, so he kept covering his mouth and nose with his hand, suffering from the suffocation of breathing and the intertwined tingling of cold and hot, and even forced him to cry out a drop of physical tears for a while , hitting the back of the assailant's hand crystal hot.

Fuck-fuck-fuck-!

Yu Sen had already cursed ten thousand times in his heart, cursing the wall clock, scolding the murderer, and scolding this unworthy body.

He even cried his mother out!What a disgrace to him!

But no matter how fierce he was punching, screaming and cursing in his heart, in the eyes of the attacker, he was a soft beauty with thin skin and tender flesh, as pale and clear as if carved from ice and snow, which would shatter at the first blow.

And now this beauty is hurt and hurt by him, and her tear-filled eyes look aggrieved and pitiful, making people's heart and lungs feel tight for him just by looking at her.

There was a surge of heat in the attacker, his eyes darkened slightly, and he said in a low voice: "Don't move, if you don't move, it won't hurt you."

Yu Sen's eyelashes trembled slightly, and a puddle of clear water accumulated on the thick and long lower eyelashes. It seemed that with a few movements, those tears would fall down.

The assailant held his weaker and weaker body hostage, and led them quietly slipped from the house into the backyard.

......

The corner of the backyard against the stone wall is a blind spot, which cannot be seen from the living room of the house.

Yu Sen was circled against a corner with his back against a stone wall, and the cold air without warning blown his body across, his trembling limbs could only lean against the wall behind him, the hands at his waist, and the neck. Pressed blades for support.

He could clearly see the facial features of the attacker, it was Huang Zhengxuan's companion, the young man named Yuan Fei.

He stared at Yu Sen's pale face, his eye sockets were covered with crazy bloodshot eyes, he swallowed unconsciously, the hand holding the knife trembled, and more blood beads oozed from the edge of the knife.

Yuan Fei whispered hoarsely, "I won't hurt you, as long as you hand over the access card to me."

The author says:

Thank you everyone, I used the jade pendant you gave me to buy a throat-cutting dagger and gave it to Yuan Fei~