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Lan Qiaoyi stepped back slightly, reached out and covered the switch next to the room that controls the light.

With a sound of "Bata--", the room suddenly became brighter.

At this time, the man who was half leaning on the bed was completely exposed to his eyes.

Lan Qiaoyi's gaze unconsciously followed the part the man was pointing at.

——A pair of slender and straight legs wrapped under the white hospital trousers, with a small wrinkle protruding faintly at the knee.

The man's legs are clearly intact.

The man half leaning on the bed fixed his eagle eyes on the young man standing at the door, and couldn't help laughing at the suddenly relaxed expression on the other's pretty pale face.

"Pfft-"

Lan Qiaoyi's gaze moved upwards blankly, and only after seeing Yu Qisheng's smiling eyes clearly did he react with belated awareness.

The belated boy was so angry that his white cheeks were slightly red, but his gentle temperament prevented him from saying anything too extreme. For a while, the room was extremely quiet.

"Are you really angry?"

As if realizing something, the man straightened his upper body subconsciously. He seemed to want to get out of bed and walk towards Lan Qiaoyi, but the moment his feet touched the ground, he fell to the ground.

Lan Qiaoyi's sight was touched for a moment, his footsteps moved slightly, but he stopped abruptly in the next second.

"...Stop acting, I know you're lying to me."

He mumbled, and glanced away.

"I..." There was something wrong with Yu Qi's tone. The man was tall and tall, and he fell to the ground at this moment, and could only support his upper body with his arms. He just sat on the ground and looked up at the boy.

"I seem to be really ill."

Hearing this, Lan Qiaoyi turned his head quickly, with a dazed expression.

"I have Cotard's syndrome."

He watched the corners of the man's lips twitched reluctantly, and showed a somewhat bitter smile to himself.

[Cotard syndrome, the patient believes that his body and internal organs have changed, and some or all of them no longer exist, and he believes that his body is an empty shell without internal organs.Severe cases deny the existence of themselves or others. ]

039's voice sounded at this moment.

"Then you now..."

Lan Qiaoyi vaguely understood something.

Yu Qi briefly explained:

"My legs can't move anymore, and now I—" He smiled, and the evil spirit in his eyes suddenly revived, "I'm half-disabled."

Lan Qiaoyi followed his gaze, and there was a wheelchair parked on the other side of the hospital bed.

The man shrugged his shoulders and said:

"This is not the first time I've had an illness. This time it's my legs that are missing. I'll know what it is next time."

"So, help me."

Yu Qi frowned slightly.

……

When Lan Qiaoyi moved the man to the wheelchair, he felt his arms were a little sore and weak.

A few crystal beads of sweat ooze out slightly, and a flush of milky white cheeks blooms.

Where he couldn't see, a deep and inexplicable gaze was greedily licking every inch of his exposed white skin.

It's just that when Lan Qiaoyi straightened up and looked at the other party, Yu Qi's expression was as usual, the corners of his lips were slightly hooked, and there was even a hint of gratitude in his eyes.

Seeing that Lan Qiaoyi was even a little embarrassed, he couldn't help but reflect on whether his attitude just now was too indifferent.

"Let's go."

The slightly wandering thoughts were brought back to reality by the sudden voice.

Under Yu Qi's guidance, they came to the restaurant on the first floor of the hospital.

Lan Qiaoyi put his hands on the handles of the black wheelchair, watched the patients in hospital gowns coming and going not far away, and subconsciously clenched the objects under his hands.

[It has been detected that the dungeon identities have all matched, dear questers, the countdown to the quest has officially begun. ]

The sound of the main system suddenly sounded, and the wheelchair that was moving forward paused.

"..."

Yu Qiruo felt something and looked back at Lan Qiaoyi, the two looked at each other, and suddenly understood something.

"The main world."

"……Um."

Lan Qiaoyi replied in a low voice.

Hearing this, the corners of the man's lips curled slightly, and a smile flashed across his eyes.

"Isn't this a coincidence?"

Immediately afterwards, as if he saw something, he stretched out his hand and pointed to the front right, and said:

"where to."

Lan Qiaoyi looked up, and what caught his eyes was a fat man sitting in the corner of the restaurant, and a middle-aged man who looked a bit tired beside him.

Both were dressed in blue hospital gowns.

He was taken aback.

Sure enough, as soon as he sat down, after noticing them, the tired middle-aged man regained his energy slightly, while the fat man sitting next to him became visibly nervous. The pretty young man beside him hesitated to speak.

After a while of silence, the middle-aged man spoke first:

"...the main world?"

After seeing Yu Qi's slight nod, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"My name is Du Hongfu." Then, he pointed to the fat man beside him, "He is Bao Qizhi."

After identifying his identity, Bao Qizhi smiled shyly and scratched his head:

"Just call me Baozi, hehe."

Lan Qiaoyi briefly introduced his and Yu Qi's identities. After listening, the middle-aged man nodded slightly, and looked up at the man who had been silent since he sat down, with a troubled expression on his face.

"Props, don't ask."

Yu Qi's tone was flat, which seemed to explain their doubts.

"Can your props really detect the identity of the tasker?"

The two people on the opposite side kept silent, but the pretty girl next to her came up and asked curiously.

The man was suffocated, and the thick and long eyelashes that he glimpsed from the corner of his vision trembled slightly, and the beautiful face that was unconsciously approaching was soft and reddish, and a faint fragrance seemed to be emitted from his breath.

Lan Qiaoyi didn't notice Yu Qi's sudden unnatural expression, he looked up suspiciously.

Under Qing Lingling's gaze, the man's Adam's apple rolled slightly, for a long while:

"……Um."

[Detected that the title of [Primary Leg Pendant] has been activated. ]

[As a qualified little waste, one of the necessary skills is: use intuition to judge the real boss. ]

Hearing a series of voices from 039, Lan Qiaoyi was a little dazed. For a moment, his dazed brain seemed to understand only one thing:

The man sitting next to him now is a big boss.

Once he knew this fact, Lan Qiaoyi suddenly looked at the people around him differently.

Yu Qiruo, who was eating, turned his head with feeling, and met the boy's bright eyes.

He felt a lump in his throat, thinking of the previous incident, he understood it, and felt a little funny.

There was a helpless look on his face, and he asked softly:

"what happened?"

The red lips were slightly pursed, and Xiaomei, who didn't know that she had revealed her inner thoughts, shook her head. The two faint dimples on her lips made the man's heart itch.

He couldn't help but wanted to say something, but saw the young man's face suddenly pale.

Yu Qi's expression froze, and he subconsciously turned his head to look.

——Not far away, a patient in a red hospital gown suddenly went berserk. When the people around him were eating, he suddenly overturned the dinner plate. He was standing on a chair at this moment, roaring.

The nurses who rushed over wanted to step forward, but were momentarily stunned by a piece of broken glass that the patient took out from nowhere.

There was a moment of stalemate.

To make matters worse, some of the patients who had been eating by his side were also stimulated to attack.

All of a sudden, there were crying, laughing, and running patients all over the restaurant, and the crazy patient was waving the glass block in his hand.

Lan Qiaoyi's pupils shrank slightly, and his big black eyes nervously watched the chaotic scene in front of him. He had never been so clearly aware for a moment that this was a mental hospital.

Except for those nurses and doctors, most of the people here are people with mental problems.

Caught off guard, Lan Qiaoyi met the eyes of the maddened man——

He shivered unconsciously, feeling cold all over his body.

Just when the patient suddenly jumped down and wanted to run towards this side, with a sound of "咻——", his body froze, and he fell down slowly, making a heavy sound of "咒——".

Lan Qiaoyi blinked, and the next second he saw the man standing behind the patient after he fell down, holding the anesthesia wooden chamber.

"...Ah, Ah Sui."

He heard that his voice was suddenly tinged with tears, and even Yu Qi, who turned his head to look at him with a slightly astonished expression, subconsciously ignored the sound.

The man in the white coat had a serious face, but his warm brown eyes softened instantly when he saw Lan Qiaoyi's figure.

He watched his little fiancé stand up from the chair and walk towards him in a panic. Cen Wensui unconsciously opened his arms and embraced the trembling body in his arms.

"Scared you?"

The man's voice was gentle, and the hand on the slender back patted a few times soothingly, giving the person in his arms a belated sense of security.

Lan Qiaoyi buried her head in front of her fiancé, slightly grasping the man's white coat with her slender, white fingers, allowing him to gently rub her hair slowly.

"...a little bit."

A muffled voice came from his arms, causing a chuckle above his head:

"Still so coquettish."

[After testing, the compliance rate is 80%, and the judgment result: pass. ]

The voice of the main system came.

Hearing this, the boy in his arms seemed to be a little unhappy, he withdrew from Cen Wensui's arms, and complained in a low voice with a bit of resistance:

"Don't hug me, I don't want you to hug me."

Lan Qiaoyi frowned, and under the surprised gaze of the man, he turned and walked towards his teammates.

"...Jojo."

It seemed that he didn't expect that the little fiancé who was coddled in his arms just now would suddenly push him away the next second, and Cen Wensui had a rare dazed expression on his face.

He watched the young man turn around and return to his seat, from beginning to end, without looking back once, suddenly feeling a little gloomy.

It wasn't until sitting on the seat that the man beside him blocked Cen Wensui's view that Lan Qiaoyi was slightly relieved. He couldn't help but think of the sudden sound in his mind when his nominal "fiancé" appeared. coming voice:

[Please always follow the character design, avoid ooc! ]

... And so there was the scene just now.

Lan Qiaoyi, who had just relaxed, felt a gaze that could not be ignored at this moment, and he turned his head slowly.

——then met Yu Qi's probing eyes.

"I, I just..."

Facing the strange eyes of the two teammates on the opposite side, he subconsciously wanted to explain, but got stuck after opening his mouth.

It seems that no matter how you explain it, your behavior looks very strange to outsiders.

Lan Qiaoyi finally chose to keep his mouth shut and eat quietly.

After dinner, they were separated from the other two who lived on the third floor.

The wheelchair's "wheel——" sounded in the silent corridor, and Lan Qiao was calm on his face, pushing the wheelchair with his hands, but he was actually in a daze.

"do you like him?"

When walking to the corner, a man's voice suddenly sounded.

He froze for a moment, frowned subconsciously, leaned over slightly, and asked:

"……what?"

"I said—" Yu Qi's tone sounded flat at first glance, but when he listened carefully, he found an unstable voice:

"Do you really like him?"

"I like it so much that you want to run to his arms for comfort regardless of the danger?"

The corridor on the second floor of the hospital was empty at this time. In the silence, only a man's voice sounded.

His thin white fingers clenched the handle of the pure black wheelchair slightly, Lan Qiaoyi was a little dazed for a moment, he lowered his head slightly, and just met the other's dark eyes.

"What's the meaning?"

The teenager looked extremely confused, not knowing why a man would have such an idea.

Qing Lingling's gaze enveloped him softly, and the sneering arc slightly raised on Yu Qi's lips slowly retracted, his gaze was heavy, and the words that had reached his throat in an instant could not be uttered no matter what.

In the silence where the two looked at each other, the young man's bright red lips trembled slightly, and the tails of his eyes drooped slightly. Yu Qi heard him say:

"Don't think of me that way..."

It was an indescribable feeling. At that moment, the man suddenly felt that his heart was lightly hammered by a blunt object.

Not heavy, but stuffy.

He withdrew the usual casualness on the brows, and wanted to explain.

He didn't know what to explain.

Regarding Yu Qi's entanglement, Lan Qiaoyi didn't understand, he just kept silent, and when the man hesitated to speak, he let go of the wheelchair handle he was holding.

"Go back by yourself."

Throwing down such a sentence angrily, the boy went straight past him under the slightly surprised eyes of the man.

"...So it's not a docile little lamb, but a little rose with thorns."

The man's laughing voice sounded behind him, Lan Qiaoyi was startled, and then, the world spun before his eyes.

He subconsciously grabbed the sleeve that flashed in front of him.

The petite boy was hugged horizontally. Because of his slender figure, from a distance, he was completely embedded in the arms of the tall man.

"Yu Qi...you're not." Because of surprise, Lan Qiaoyi even forgot to ask the man to put him down.

Hearing this, a chuckle came from behind:

"Because my special skills are cooling down."

He didn't seem to care about his illness, even in words, when he talked about it, he revealed a playful sense of humor.

Lan Qiaoyi was slightly startled, and after a while, he realized what the man meant by "special skills"?

"How can you……"

His puzzled and hesitant words were interrupted by Yu Qi.

"Why can't I? Hmm~ Little Rose?"

The man seemed to know how to take advantage of himself. He purposely leaned close to the white ear of the man in his arms, and looked at the gradually rising blush with amused expression. unhappy.

It's just that Lan Qiaoyi didn't want to be fooled, instead he suddenly woke up because of Yu Qi's chuckle.

The position of his legs dangling in the air disturbed him.

"Stop kidding, let me down."

The hand around his waist tightened suddenly, forcing him to let out a quick gasp.

"Yu Qi—!"

Lan Qiaoyi tilted his head slightly, trying to pull away the arms wrapped around his waist, but when he turned his head away, his gaze suddenly froze.

"what happened?"

His unnatural expression was naturally seen by the man who was always paying attention to him, and the man followed his gaze and looked up.

——The window at the end of the corridor is as high as a person. In order to maintain sufficient light, the cleaners have to clean it every other day. Therefore, even if some corridors are not sunny, the window glass at the end is still Always bright and clean.

But on the window glass of this corridor, there is a fishy/red one.

The red in the sight suddenly magnified, the viscous/thick liquid slowly slid down the glass, and the only ray of sunlight left outside the window was also reflected in mottled red.

"leave here."

Yu Qi's voice was unprecedentedly calm, and Lan Qiaoyi in his arms was bumped up by him, and suddenly changed from looking up to looking down.

"Put your hands up."

A cold but undeniable voice came, and he subconsciously raised his hand to put on the man's solid and broad shoulders, watching the man walk quickly to the wheelchair that he had left alone three minutes ago, stretched out his long legs, and stretched out his long legs with one hand. He folded it up and carried it in his hand.

The corridor was a bit dim, and it seemed that there were only the two of them left for a moment. Lan Qiaoyi looked around, and finally leaned over slightly hesitantly, leaning close to the man's ear, and asked in a low voice deliberately:

"Will we... be seen?"

The man didn't say a word, he just hugged and hugged the boy tightly.

When Yu Qi turned around and kicked open the door of the room, and casually put the wheelchair towards the bed, he lowered his eyes to look at the anxious expression of the person in his arms.

The man didn't answer him right away. In the silence, Lan Qiaoyi's uneasiness reached its peak. In an instant, he suddenly felt that everything around him was extremely dangerous.

In the dark corners of those rooms, where he can't see, is there an unknown existence hidden.

...It seemed that at any time when he let down his vigilance, he would turn into a sharp knife and stab himself.

Someone was going to kill him—!

The chaotic and unclear thoughts were interrupted by a suddenly amplified voice:

"……Rose?"

The jet-black eyes that had lost focus at some point slowly returned until the handsome profile of the man with sharp edges and corners was reflected.

The young man's complexion was pale, and at some point in time, thin sweat leaked from his back. At this moment, his cheek was held in the palm of the man's hand.

"I...what happened just now?"

Hearing his words, Yu Qi retracted the corner of the room where he had just followed the boy's gaze, let go of his hand, and turned to stare at him seriously.

"It seems that your special skills are also intermittent -"

Lan Qiaoyi was taken aback for a moment before he realized what the man meant. Just now...was it a complication?

That suspicious feeling seemed to be engraved in his mind, trying to destroy his perception of the outside world.

Fortunately, the man called him back just in time.

When Lan Qiaoyi was sitting by his bed, looking across at the roommate lazily stretching his legs and already lying on the bed, he was a little dazed again.

He suddenly thought of the previous question:

"You haven't answered me yet, will we..."

"Could it be something?" There was a smile on the corner of his roommate's lips, a little playful light appeared in a pair of slightly narrow and long eyes, and his thin lips were slightly parted:

"Will others find out that we actually do that kind of thing in public?"

Lan Qiaoyi was stunned for a moment, his eyes widened slightly, the man's intentionally misinterpreted meaning matched his upbeat and intimidating tone, and suddenly covered his question with a thin veil.

"……That was not what I meant."

He blushed and hastily denied, trying to prove to the man that he wasn't joking.

"Okay, okay, of course I know." Seeing the young man's helpless expression at this time, Yu Qi slightly restrained the smile on his lips:

"Don't worry, go to sleep."

The room was suddenly plunged into darkness, and there was no dream all night.

When he woke up the next day, in a daze, Lan Qiaoyi heard a "dong dong—" knock on the door. He lifted the quilt and was about to get out of bed, but saw a man coming out of the bathroom towards him. He waved his hand and walked towards the door.

"Numbers 51 and 52, it's time to take medicine."

The nurse in white medical uniform stood at the door, holding a rectangular iron pan in his hand, and said expressionlessly.

He went straight past Yu Qi who was standing at the door, met his probing eyes, walked to the small coffee table on the left side of the room, bent down and put the medicine on the tray.

When Lan Qiaoyi tidied himself up and came out of the bathroom, he was surprised to find that the male nurse hadn't left yet.

"Number 52, you should take your medicine."

He was stunned, and his eyes moved slightly down to the medicine box that the other party brought in front of him. The pills inside were colorful, occasionally mixed with a few oval capsules.

But Lan Qiaoyi couldn't help taking a step back, he heard himself asking with some confidence:

"Should I... want to eat now?"

The nurse remained expressionless, but repeated again:

"It's time to take your medicine."

Lan Qiaoyi knew that he couldn't escape, but... the colorful pills fell into his eyes at this time, but they were like a scourge.

As if aware of his resistance, the male nurse actually took a step forward towards him.

——Then under Lan Qiaoyi's surprised gaze, he grabbed his shoulder.

"Number 52, it's time to take medicine."

A big hand suddenly clasped his chin, pinched his two fingers, and forced Lan Qiaoyi to open his mouth uncontrollably.

"Hmm - I don't..."

The bony hands were wearing medical rubber gloves, and the slender fingers picked up the capsules in the medicine box, and they were about to stuff them into the mouth of the young man with a beautiful little face upturned and pleading.

The red lips were slightly parted, and the white teeth and red tongue were faintly visible in a flash. The force from both sides of the cheeks caused the lower half of the face to become sour, and the tears that floated up due to discomfort wet the dense and slender eyelashes.

The pink-faced boy blinked his long eyelashes that were wetted into clusters, looking at the person in front of him with a look of tenderness and pity in his eyes.

"...Please, I will eat."

The broken plea squeezed out of her throat made the nurse's outstretched hand pause slightly.

He looked at the young man with a face of resistance in silence, his eyes were heavy, and when he looked down, he was quite condescending.

Putting a hand on the nurse's shoulder, Lan Qiaoyi looked up, and Yu Qi's half-smiling face came into view.

"I'll watch him take the medicine, after all, I just took it too, didn't I?"

"..."

The strength holding his chin relaxed slightly, and finally let go under the tense eyes of the young man.

"Number 51, remember what you said."

The transparent medicine box was finally placed in Yu Qi's hands. The man's eyes were raised slightly, but he responded with a serious and obedient expression on his face:

"Ok."

"Crack——" the doorknob of the room was slightly pushed down, and before turning around to leave, Lan Qiaoyi met those deep black eyes.

He couldn't help shivering.

"Okay, what are you looking at?"

His eyes were cut off by Yu Qi who suddenly walked in front of him, Lan Qiao Yishang was still a little dazed, he stared blankly at the man in front of him, and forgot to look away for a moment.

Yu Qi felt that his heartbeat suddenly missed half a beat at this moment.

"you……"

The following words were swallowed between his lips and teeth, and Lan Qiaoyi had no way of knowing - because his eyes were covered by the man's hand.

In the sudden darkness, he subconsciously felt nervous, his thin white fingers touched the cool back of his hand, and a slight voice suddenly sounded:

"……do not move."

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