small fish small fish

Bringing the ancient clock into the ward, as soon as he walked in, Shao Chengxi met Jing Yu's eyes.

The hand holding the ancient clock was stiff, Shao Chengxi looked away, looked around for a week, and hung the clock directly on the wall opposite the glass tank.

After hearing Li Yunxun talk about this ancient clock with aura, Shao Chengxi did not dare to put this clock too close to Jingyu or Xiaoyu for fear of any side effects.

Feeling that Xiaoyu had been following her gaze, after thinking about it, Shao Chengxi still walked up to him, and put his palm on the glass jar: "I won't..."

It won't hurt you.

whatever you are.

He didn't know if the little fish understood what he was saying, but seeing its fast-moving tail fin slow down, Shao Chengxi couldn't help but smile.

Night is coming soon.

Shao Chengxi did not go home.Sitting beside the hospital bed, he stared intently at Jing Yu on the bed.

His complexion has improved a lot recently, not as pale as the previous few days, but slightly brightened.

Shao Chengxi stretched out his hand to slightly stroke Jing Yu's sunken cheek, and couldn't help sighing.

After staying in the hospital for nearly a month, the obvious scars on his body were almost healed, but Jing Yu still didn't wake up.

Even the oldest doctor in the hospital couldn't tell why.

Can only continue to stay in the hospital for observation.

The time on the ancient clock on the wall passed by little by little, and the night became more and more silent.

Even Jing Yu, who wanted to last until early morning, couldn't help but fell asleep on the bottom of the glass tank, but Shao Chengxi still waited with his eyes wide open.

He didn't dare to let himself fall asleep, he didn't want to face the changes of Jingyu or Xiaoyu after waking up.

He would rather stay up until the early hours of the morning and watch the change happen with his own eyes.

I don’t know if this persistent belief has given Shao Chengxi strength. The hour hand on the ancient clock has pointed to eleven o’clock, and the minute hand has also pointed to eleven, but Shao Chengxi’s eyes are still fixed on the glass tank and the scenery on the bed. Fish, without blinking.

The last few minutes seemed extraordinarily long, and even the sound of the minute hand moving slowly made people feel extra anxious.

After 2 minutes, Shao Chengxi finally couldn't sit still, frowning slightly, he stood up and paced slowly in the room, looking at the ancient clock on the wall almost every few seconds.

I was so anxious that Shao Chengxi froze when he heard the dull bell ringing at twelve o'clock in the morning, thinking he was hallucinating.

Realizing that this was not a hallucination, Shao Chengxi excitedly turned his head to look at Xiaoyu. At this moment, the lights suddenly went out, and the whole ward was plunged into darkness.

……

Seeing Shao Chengxi's waiting and anxiety all afternoon, Jing Yu lowered his eyes, unable to tell what he was feeling.

A little sad, a little nervous, a little sour.

He knew what Shao Chengxi was waiting for, so he was nervous.

He also knew that Shao Chengxi's ultimate goal was for Jing Yu lying on the hospital bed, so he was sour.

Although it was all about him in the end, Shao Chengxi didn't know.

Jing Yu knew that his emotions were strange and inexplicable, but he couldn't restrain them.

Why, does such a thing happen to me?

However, since it had already happened, he had no choice but to obey.

"Boom" when the bell rang at twelve o'clock in the morning, Xiaoyu felt a palpitation for no reason, and before he could react, he saw that his eyes instantly darkened.

Jing Yu let out a silent exclamation.

But at this moment, the inside of his body was burning hot.

It was fierce like a cluster of burning flames.

Even though he gritted his teeth, Jing Yu's fins couldn't help shaking, slapping the water waves.

Shao Chengxi, who keenly heard the sound of water, took a few steps forward carefully, and said softly: "Little fish...? Don't be afraid, I'm still here."

He thought it was because the sudden darkness frightened the little fish.

The burnt Jingyu rolled over and over, and finally couldn't help opening his mouth and shouting: "—Ah!"