father snake

When Shi Xiaochuan returned to school, the final exam was almost approaching, and the campus was quieter than before. Whether they like it or not, those mischievous students always have to stay in the classroom and review nervously, but Shi Xiaochuan's return made the peaceful area There were some waves in the shallow lake.

Shi Xiaochuan, who originally returned to school to escape the suffocating atmosphere at home, found that even at school, he could not be at peace, surrounded by piercing gazes and whispered discussions that were difficult to ignore. It made him exhausted, and finally, he had to escape to the library, hiding among the layers of cold bookshelves to catch his breath.

Three days later, when they were taking the first exam, Shi Chen came back.

I don't know why, when Shi Chen reappeared after disappearing, Shi Xiaochuan always gave Shi Xiaochuan a weird feeling, as if he was spying on Shi Xiaochuan's every move all the time, which made Shi Xiaochuan very angry.

However, it was not easy for him to rush to the other party for a showdown with such unsubstantiated matters, so he could only hold his breath and almost let himself vomit blood.

However, this kind of urgent marking also makes Shi Xiaochuan dare not act rashly for the time being. Whether it is Tianqiu, who is elusive, or Xiaobai, who is placed in Lingshan Temple by him, he treats it as if there is no such thing, and goes to class and rests according to the schedule every day.

It's a pity that he doesn't cause trouble, and trouble will come to him.

It happened on the night after the final exam. Shu Youcai restrained the group of eager students for an hour. After explaining the things that should be explained clearly, he finally announced the holiday. The classroom only lasted for a while, and then the students dispersed.

Only Shi Xiaochuan tidied up the things on the table slowly, and started to walk towards the dormitory.

After a while in the dormitory, there was a gesture of people going to the empty building. The corridor was full of paper scraps and garbage. Shi Xiaochuan entered the dormitory with a stack of books in his hand. The dormitory was already empty. It's not far away, and there are not many things, so you can just pack up and run home, only his and Shi Chen's beds are still there motionless.

He put down the book, climbed into bed, covered the quilt, put his hands behind his head, and fell asleep unknowingly after thinking wildly for a while.

When I woke up, the dormitory was dark, the doors and windows were not closed tightly, the cold winter air broke in unscrupulously, and the air inside seemed to be frozen.

Shi Xiaochuan was a little hungry, he scratched his head, got out of the bed, took the old alarm clock and saw that it was already seven o'clock, the cafeteria was already closed at this time, and his dinner was missing.

He climbed out of bed and walked towards the light switch in the dark. After feeling the familiar place, he pressed it without hesitation.

What he pressed was not a cold and hard switch, but a soft thing.

Shi Xiaochuan was so frightened that he withdrew his hand, and saw two people coming in from outside the door, and one of them was putting his hand on the switch.

It was his hand that Shi Xiaochuan held down.

The lights are on.

The sudden light made Shi Xiaochuan narrow his eyes slightly. After getting used to it, he saw Shi Chen and the man in windbreaker standing in front of him.

Shi Chen looked at him with a blank expression. His face, which was always full of expressions before, now seemed to be frozen by the cold air, stiff and rigid, and even the eyeballs were a little straight.

Instead, it was the man next to him, with curly hair, a big hooked nose, and a pair of eyeballs in his eye sockets that kept turning back and forth like rolling balls.

Shi Xiaochuan took a step back, "Your friend?" He forced a smile and said to Shi Chen.

Shi Chen nodded with a stiff face.

"Then you talk, I'll go have a meal." Shi Xiaochuan wanted to go to the door.

Although I feel that this kind of thing is very suspenseful and unreliable most of the time, when Shi Xiaochuan faces the man in the windbreaker, he always has the illusion of facing a natural enemy, which makes his heart constrict, thumping, and the palm of his hand Sweating, just want to rush out the door.

Just as he was about to walk out the door, the man's hand grabbed his arm.

Shi Xiaochuan felt as if he was being choked by the throat, and suddenly had the illusion that he was about to suffocate, and the first image that flashed in his mind was that man swallowing a snake alive.

What is the reason for this unfounded fear?

This time it was his turn to be dragged back to the dormitory by this man stiffly, and placed on a chair, while Shi Chen and the man in the windbreaker stood beside him.

From the beginning to the end, Shi Chen didn't say a word, Shi Xiaochuan glanced at him secretly, his eyes were straight, his face was stiff, he looked like a living person, but he was almost like a living dead.

Shi Xiaochuan thought, there is indeed something wrong with Shi Chen's sudden return, how did he escape from the giant spider?How did you meet this windbreaker man?Why would he trouble himself?

The man in the windbreaker is not a simple character, perhaps not even a human being.

A series of questions made Shi Xiaochuan feel that his brain was about to explode.

The man in the windbreaker stretched out his hand, but he didn't see what he was doing. The clothes Shi Xiaochuan was wearing fell off on the ground like shredded paper.

The naked skin became pimples due to the sudden contact with the air. Shi Xiaochuan's thin body appeared in front of these two people like an exhibit. The man in the windbreaker seemed to be very interested in him, stroking him Pinch, especially the area on his chest with the thin scales.

"So that's how it is." The man in the windbreaker whispered while watching.

Shi Xiaochuan pursed his lips and endured it. Hearing what he said, he couldn't help asking, "What is it like?"

"It's rare, but it's not very useful." The man in the windbreaker withdrew his hand and said nonchalantly.

Shi Xiaochuan saw that he had no intention of answering his question at all, so he stopped asking.

The man in the windbreaker suddenly seemed to remember something, "Maybe it's still useful."

His hands were on Shi Xiaochuan's body.

The hard nails pierced his skin, and the warm blood flowed down his body. Shi Xiaochuan felt a force gushing out from his fingers, rushing into his body.

It hurts him.

He wanted to struggle, but was firmly held down, his limbs were paralyzed, unable to exert any strength at all, he could only let the gnawing pain rampant in every corner of his body.

The pain of burning the body is nothing more than that.

He thought that maybe he was not far from death.

Whether it is alive or dead, it is the same for him, there are too few things he is nostalgic for, and it is not enough for him to experience fear.

He didn't care about all of this, and he didn't care about himself by the way. If there were no accidents, he would certainly be alive, and he would not commit suicide or give up, but that was all, and he would not be full of enthusiasm and desire.

He felt the scales grow slightly warm.

He barely opened his eyes, and saw white scales growing on his arms, gradually covering his whole body.

The itchy and painful feeling made his life worse than death, but even so, he still didn't say "let me die" as a sign of weakness.

No one has the right to decide his life or death, not even himself.

He wanted to live, not for anything, just for the pride that came from nowhere.

The scales climbed to his shoulders, and the man in the windbreaker withdrew his hand abruptly. Looking at the blood on his hands, he said excitedly, "I didn't expect that, I didn't expect that."

Shi Xiaochuan saw that he put his hand into his mouth, and a thin, non-human tongue spit out, licking all the blood.

The man in the windbreaker looked at him intently, as if looking at a delicious meal.

Sweat covered Shi Xiaochuan's eyes, dimly, he saw that the nails on the man in the trench coat looked like a ghost in a ghost movie, growing to half a foot long.

He put his nails on Shi Xiaochuan's chest, as if he was weighing where to strike.

But Shi Chen still stood beside him with a blank face, but Shi Xiaochuan felt that his eyes blinked like dead fish.

Shi Xiaochuan thought, sometimes, whether you like it or not, disaster is doomed.