pure white believer

Wen Zhen held his hand, and quickly noticed something was wrong with him: "What's wrong?"

"Um... yes, yes..."

Nanting faltered for a long time without saying anything. He was flustered and short of breath for a while, and even his palms began to sweat coldly.

It has to be said that this world of fear knows him too well.He thinks that his psychological quality is not too bad, but when he encounters a problem related to Wen Zhen, he immediately panics.

"Yes..." The more he said, the more frightened he became, and his unskilled legs began to weaken involuntarily.

Nan Ting stopped subconsciously, before he could react, he was already squatting on the ground, and his hand wet with cold sweat slipped out of Wen Zhen's.

Wen Zhen: "..."

Wen Zhen: "Can't walk anymore?"

Nan Ting did not respond.

He was still afraid, his heart was beating violently, and even his head was throbbing with pain.

Wen Zhen mistakenly thought that he was embarrassed to speak.

This time he didn't ask the other party's opinion, bent down, stretched his hand through Nan Ting's leg, and hugged him up.

"Just let me know if you can't walk." He said, "You are so light, and you won't get tired if you hold it."

Nan Ting can only utter a simple syllable: "...um."

He felt that Wen Zhen must have felt his heartbeat, so he tried his best to divert his attention, looked over Wen Zhen's shoulder, and looked at Wen Qiming and his wife behind him.

It turned out that the two were looking at him with complicated expressions.

When their eyes met, the other two immediately avoided his sight, looked at each other for a few times, and then whispered.

Nan Ting read their lips by the light in the room.

Wen Qiming was saying, "Maybe it's just a young couple with a better relationship. Although that man is weird, he doesn't look like a bad guy." His wife was still babbling, probably agreeing with what he said.

Nan Ting: "..."

Little lovers... what is it?

He thought about it for a while, and it is better to use the modifier as affection, so a young couple should be the definition of a certain kind of intimacy.Maybe their hug created some kind of illusion for the two humans, but in fact, when they were in the base, because they had no legs and couldn't walk on land, the breeder would carry him back and forth around the base every day.He's used to it for a long time.

But Wen Qiming went on to say, "You are relatively young, and you always like to act like a baby. When you were the same age as him, you always liked to treat me like this."

Nan Ting: "..."

Nan Ting: "?"

However, there was no more time left for him to think about what "little lovers" meant.Because after they left the room, they returned to the dark corridor, and the surrounding scene did not change in any way.

Wen Qiming also stopped whispering with his wife: "We... why are we back again?"

Wen Zhen didn't answer their words, and walked straight into the corridor.Nan Ting found that he didn't seem to like talking to ordinary humans.

Wen Qiming didn't get a response, but he still bit the bullet and asked: "How can we get out, Wen...Mr. Wen?"

He subconsciously used the honorific.

Wen Zhen still didn't answer his words.But he opened his mouth and said to Nan Ting in his arms: "We have to go through all the worlds of fear before we can leave here."

"All?" Nan Ting asked, his emotions finally calmed down, "Including yours?"

"Correct."

"You... what are you afraid of?"

"I don't know either." Wen Zhen said, his eyes were a little empty, "I don't remember what it feels like to be afraid. I can't remember these things clearly."

"So when was the last time you were scared?"

Wen Zhen's answer was beyond his expectation: "A few days ago."

"?"

"When I took you out, it turned out that you didn't come home on time." Wen Zhen actually smiled, "I'm really afraid of losing you."

Nan Ting didn't sense any fear from his expression or body reaction.The body he was leaning against had never accelerated his heartbeat by a single minute.

So... is this coaxing him too?

Facts have proved that Wen Zhen is right.After they had only walked this corridor for half a minute, a new door appeared in front of them.

This time, the house number is not a number, but a string of words, "Grade Three, Class One".

Wen Zhen narrowed his eyes.

"Are you a teacher?" He asked the person behind him without turning his head.

It took Wen Qiming a while to realize that he was talking to himself: "Yes, I, I teach high school mathematics."

Wen Zhen took a step back to the side. "Your." He said flatly.

Wen Qiming walked forward anxiously.After seeing clearly what was written on the "house number", his face turned pale, as if he already knew what would happen inside the door.

Nan Ting was also very disturbed at the moment.

Wen Zhen must have discovered that the house number is not a random number, but he should not be able to guess what 477 means.

Nan Ting thought of the mermaid who broke in before, he called himself Qiqi.

If Wen Zhen really asked, just say it was his nickname.he thinks.

Wen Qiming stopped at the door and did not open it for a long time. "I'm...I don't teach senior year anymore." After a moment, he murmured, as if confiding would ease some of his fears, "They've graduated. But they...I teach them That year..."

He closed his eyes, as if making up his mind, and said to Wen Ling: "Lingling, you...you stand back and don't come in, okay?"

Wen Ling nodded, supported the wall, and stepped back cautiously.

Only then did Wen Qiming push open the door.

As soon as the door was opened, there was a sudden noise in the room.This time the room was no longer empty, but crowded with desks, book boxes, drinking fountains, podiums, and a group of students who were playing, talking and laughing.

Among them, a few students sitting in the back row were gathering together, discussing something mysteriously.

They didn't lower their volume so that Nanting outside the room could hear clearly:

"Hey, do you know why Wen Qiming isn't married yet? He's almost thirty!"

Wen Qiming stood stiffly at the door, the last trace of blood on his face faded.

not married?Nan Ting was a little confused.

But isn't the one standing beside him his wife?

"It's normal to be unmarried at thirty."

"No, my mother is Mr. Li's college classmate. When our family invited Mr. Li to dinner the day before yesterday, didn't Mr. Li share the same office with him? He told us that once we met Wen Qiming on the road and took a woman shopping .”

"girlfriend?"

"No, listen to me first—Mr. Li wanted to say hello at that time, and by the way, he saw what Wen Qiming's 'girlfriend' looked like, but when he came closer, he saw that the girl had two black hairs. Big ears! Siren ears!"

"Fuck me... a mermaid? Why is he taking a mermaid out shopping?"

"Haven't you heard? Now some people can't find a wife. When they see a mermaid is beautiful, they buy a mermaid to keep at home, and then have sex with the mermaid. Anyway, don't mermaids have long legs? They don't break the law, they can kill them, let alone that..."

Nan Ting still didn't understand.

What is that?Humans outside the base always like to use some words that he doesn't understand at all.

"Isn't it?! Damn! This is too disgusting! Can they do it?"

"What kind of person is Mr. Wen? I think he's quite honest at ordinary times. This... This is so fucking perverted!"

"My God, you all stay away from him in the future. Especially girls, don't go to his office alone. This kind of pervert even dares to touch a mermaid, maybe something will happen..."

"It's just..."

Wen Qiming's lips trembled.His legs and feet seemed to be out of control, and he wanted to retreat, but he couldn't move.His right hand was clasped firmly on the door frame, his head was almost hanging on his chest, and his whole body was about to ricket into a dead tree.

"Wen... Teacher Wen?"

A call sounded in the room.

Wen Qiming was shocked.

He looked up and found that the students who talked about him had turned their heads.Everyone looked at him, and everyone's eyes were full of fear and disgust that couldn't be hidden.

Although their mouths are still saying: "Wen... Good morning, Mr. Wen."

"Mr. Wen, what are we learning today?"

Wen Qiming seemed to have lost hearing them.At this time, he should be calm, smile, and pretend that he didn't hear anything. As before, he walked to the podium holding the lesson plan, and then said, "students, it's time for us to go to class."

But he just slid along the door frame, his legs slid weakly and sat on the ground.

The moment Wen Qiming fell to the ground, something terrible happened in the room without warning.

The faces of the young students suddenly became contorted, and scales and pointed ears protruded from their heads.They opened their mouths, but what they said was no longer those arguing words, but sharp and piercing whistles.

The half-man, half-fish monster bared its fangs, left its seat, and rushed towards Wen Qiming at the door together.

"He lost." Wen Zhen whispered in Nan Ting's ear.

It was only then that Nan Ting realized that it was not that the monsters in this fear world were not aggressive, but that his own fear was rather special.

Seeing this, Wen Ling who stayed outside the door also screamed, ignoring her already protruding abdomen, tremblingly rushed to the door, trying to pull Wen Qiming out of the room.

But those monsters grabbed her arm, trying to drag her into the world inside the door.She suddenly screamed and waved her hands desperately, trying to block the monster from her body.

Nan Ting's heart tightened slightly, and he turned his head to look at Wen Zhen.

Wen Zhen still stood outside the door, watching them indifferently.

"You...do you want to help them?" Nan Ting asked.

Wen Zhen asked back, "Do you want me to help them?"

Nan Ting is not good at dealing with such questions.He would just say, "I don't know."

The monster's sharp minions drew blood on Wen Ling's arm.Even in false worlds, they can do real harm to those caught in them.

Seeing his wife being hurt, Wen Qiming finally came to his senses, and frantically pushed those monsters inward.But the two of them were not opponents of the monsters at all. Instead, they were swarmed up by them and dragged into the room completely.

Wen Qiming's exposed face and arms were covered with scratches.Wen Ling shouted until her voice became hoarse.Tears could not stop streaming from her beautiful black eyes.

The monster laughed and wrapped itself around their necks.

"It's disgusting...it's disgusting..." They said in the voice of young students, "Mr. Wen...you are disgusting..."

Nan Ting: "They..."

He stopped talking as soon as he said two words.

A cold hand gripped his ankle.

Nan Ting lowered his head and saw a half-man, half-fish monster crawling out of the door at some point, trying to run along Wen Zhen's legs and pounce on him.

He was startled, and almost smashed the opponent's head with his hands, but Wen Zhen's reaction was faster than his - Nan Ting didn't even see how he moved, and the monster's head rolled out A few meters away, the body with only a blood hole remained limp at his feet.

The monsters inside the door suddenly stopped moving and looked towards the door in unison.

After a while, they bounced off the ground, scattered and fled, shouting in unison:

"Teacher, I'm sorry..."

"Teacher, I'm really sorry, we didn't mean to talk about you..."

"Teacher, let us go, let him leave here... let him leave here..."

"Get him out of here..."

The monsters yelled and sank into the wall. At the same time, an exit emerged from the wall, and the door opened automatically, as if inviting them to leave quickly.

Nan Ting: "..."

In the end, this world of fear didn't do much damage.

"Its owner is just a nine-year-old child." Wen Zhen seemed to see through what he was thinking, "I can only pretend to deceive others. When he gets older, he should be able to kill others in his own illusion gone."

Nan Ting let out an "ah".He remembered that he was not like this, after all Chi said that he almost blew up the entire administrative building when he first came to the Different Management Association.On the contrary, now, he can control his ability very well, and can even use it on a tiny level that is invisible to the naked eye.

"Let's go." Wen Zhen said to him, ignoring Wen Qiming, who was lying on the ground, trembling, and his wife who was sobbing softly, and walked straight through the room and into the new corridor.

Nan Ting couldn't help but look back.

"Why is that human being so afraid of his students?" He wondered, "Because of what they said?"

Wen Zhen sneered. "Do you think humans and mermaids can love each other?" he said.

"I don't know about other people's affairs." Nan Ting said.

He remembered the TV series he had watched at home, in which the human male somehow kissed the human female.Human emotions are too complex for him to distinguish clearly.

"Then would you like a human being?"

This Nan Ting knew the answer: "No."

Wen Zhen: "..."

He didn't seem to expect Nan Ting to answer so quickly: "Why?"

"Because I am a mermaid. Humans and mermaids are two different creatures, and there is reproductive isolation between them."

"You said just now that you like me." Wen Zhen said coldly.

Nan Ting: "..."

Nan Ting: "It's different. There are different types of liking. How could I like my spouse... um... What do you humans say? Is it a spouse?"

"Oh." Wen Zhen didn't answer his words, "Then what do you like about me?"

"I... am a friend's favorite."

Wen Zhen nodded.After a while, he suddenly asked again: "Then do you like mermaids?"

Nan Ting: "...I don't know."

He really didn't know.Because he is not only a mermaid, but also a mermaid that will always stay before the differentiation period.The emotion of "love" will never arise in his heart.

"Do you like Miss Mermaid?" Wen Zhen was still asking, "The one we met just now. She is very beautiful, although not as good as you."

Nan Ting did not respond.

"Do you like her?" Wen Zhen ignored his silence, "Don't be shy."

"I don't like it." Nan Ting had to respond, he finally felt something was wrong, "What's the matter, why do you keep asking me this?"

Wen Qiming and his wife hadn't followed, but a new door appeared at the end of the corridor, and it was shining faintly.

"It just occurred to me that it would be unfair to you to keep you locked up at home." Wen Zhen thoughtfully, "Maybe I should introduce you..."

"Don't!" Nan Ting suddenly raised his voice, then realized that he had overreacted, and quickly repeated in a low voice, "Don't."

He just doesn't want to leave.

"Don't what?"

"I don't want to leave." Nan Ting clarified his meaning, "I want to follow you, um, stay with you."

Wen Zhen was silent for a while.

"Is that so." He suddenly stretched out his hand, brushed away the hair hanging in front of Nan Ting's eyes, and transitioned the topic in a very flat manner, "Let's go, we should leave from here."

He stopped at the door of the newly appeared "ward".

This is his world of fear.

Nan Ting thought of Wen Zhen's lost emotions.He couldn't help but start to imagine Wen Zhen's description—after eating something delicious, but he could only think of "I should think it's delicious"—what kind of feeling would that be?

That doesn't seem to be the same as my own state.After all, he couldn't imagine a life in which he couldn't feel delicious in everything he ate.

Maybe that kind of life will become dull, with no emotions, no joys and sorrows, no rewards for rescue, and no guilt for killing people.He will have nothing.And his life will become a pool of stagnant water, eternally silent.

Then, does he still have fear?

Nan Ting actually didn't think Wen Zhen was a backwater.Obviously he can still talk to himself with a smile.

"What's in there?" He looked towards the door, "Dirty things?"

Just as Wen Zhen was about to say something, he paused and laughed again: "Why do you think I'm afraid of getting dirty?"

"You wipe the cabinet every day. Just now you wiped my hands."

"I just don't like them getting you dirty."

Wen Zhen said, and then pushed the door open without any hesitation.

Nan Ting was just about to see what the scene would look like inside the door, but suddenly remembered something else, and looked up at the door——

A dark house number hangs quietly on it.

There is nothing on Wen Zhen's house number.

Or there was something there, but it was erased by a blob of ink.

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The update tonight should be very late, let’s celebrate the new year first~ I wish you all a happy new year

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