It was more than an hour later when Baili Xin finally opened his eyes.
The man was sitting on the edge of the bed, wearing only a thin black shirt with metal buttons meticulously fastened at the top.
He was staring at the blazing fireplace by the wall in a daze, the firelight reflected in his silver pupils, and his eye sockets were red, it was unclear whether it was the shadow of the fire or something else.
He looked around and saw that the collar and chain that had been tied around his neck not long ago were thrown carelessly in the corner, completely useless.
"Awake?" The man looked at him at some point, his red eyes avoiding Baili Xin's inquiry, and he stood up from the chair with a cold expression, "You haven't eaten for a day, I'll get you something to eat. You're not feeling well, don't move around, wait for me to come back."
After he finished talking to himself, the man strode out of the room without even putting on his coat, looking anxious as if he was fleeing.
Baili Xin walked into the bathroom with his somewhat sore body. There was a large mirror in front of the washstand. Baili Xin could see himself clearly in the mirror without even looking hard.
Dijia changed himself into a set of clean and soft pajamas. Of course, the skin hidden under the pajamas could be covered up a little, but the appearance of the skin exposed to the air was clearly visible.
Mottled red spread from the inside of the clothes to the outside, and even if the buttons were buttoned tightly, it could not hide what this body had experienced.
Baili Xin was stunned for a moment, then grabbed the edge of his shirt with one hand and lifted it up.
The red spots all over his body were shocking, and the eye-catching red marks circled his neck, which looked very scary at first glance.
Baili Xin tried to touch his neck and rub the red spots on his body. The marks on his neck were from the collar, and he could still feel some pain there. As for the kiss marks on his body, they looked hideous, but they didn't hurt.
Although Dijia was mad, he had always controlled his strength and did not really hurt him. If there was anything that made him feel uncomfortable, it was not these seemingly hideous marks, but the hollowed-out body...
It's outrageous.
The mirror reflected Baili Xin's contracted pupils.
I fainted after only two hours
It was fine for two or three days before.
Shock.
Could it be that he is experiencing the 30,000-year itch and he is no longer physically able to satisfy his partner's sexual needs
The door of the bathroom was suddenly pushed open. Baili Xin looked over with shock in his eyes, and saw Dijia standing at the door, breathing heavily. His meticulously groomed hair was a little messy, and there was a bit of anxiety in his forbearing and indifferent eyes.
Their eyes met, Dijia avoided his gaze in astonishment, and slammed the door shut with his backhand. His voice came through the door frame: "I've brought you the food. Come out and eat after you've cleaned up."
Baili Xin buttoned up his shirt guiltily: "Uh, okay."
Just now... I think Dijia didn't notice my weird expression
A few minutes later, Baili Xin came out of the bathroom after washing her face.
The mud on his body had long been cleaned by Dijia, and he felt very refreshed. Besides, he had just applied medicine, so there was no need for him to take a shower.
When he walked out of the bathroom and came to the living room, a few steaming bowls were placed alone on the coffee table, and Dijia was nowhere to be seen.
Baili Xin walked to the coffee table and found a piece of paper on the table. The few words written on it, as sharp as a saw, were as arrogant as its owner.
—Eat it while it’s hot and take a rest after eating. I won’t be back tonight.
Baili Xin: "..."
Are you hiding from yourself
Are you afraid to see him because you hurt yourself
Putting the paper aside, Baili Xin started eating.
It was now almost nine o'clock in the evening, and there were only two hours left until the end of the third day.
We are about to enter the fourth day.
If Pandora's Box hadn't gone out of control, he would have been in the museum now, and maybe he would have found the real culprit.
This copy only lasts five days, and he doesn't have time to waste it here.
He needed to leave here as soon as possible and rush to the museum to complete the task.
He needed to go underground again.
Swallowing the warm and sticky soup in big gulps, Baili Xin got up, changed into the guard clothes neatly placed beside the bed, put on the mask and prepared to go out.
As soon as I reached the door, I heard stealthy footsteps outside.
The footsteps came closer and disappeared at the other end of the door. Then a faint voice sounded outside: "Mr. X, are you there?"
A Ghanaian doctor
Baili Xin thought for a moment, opened the door, and was greeted by the elegantly dressed Dr. Ghana.
Dr. Garner took off his iconic white coat and put on a pure white military uniform that Baili Xin had never seen before. His golden curly hair was elegantly fixed on his head, and if you look closely, you can see that it has been styled.
The wheat ears on the military uniform are clearly visible, and there is not a single wrinkle on the clothes. You can tell at a glance that it has been carefully ironed.
Baili Xin looked at the man who was very different from usual and said, "Why are you dressed so formally? Is the Queen here?"
The doctor's cheeks turned red, "No, no, just wear something casual. Where are you going dressed like this?"
Baili Xin was silent for two seconds and changed the subject: "What do you want to see me about?"
"I just wanted to see if you were feeling better. Are you going to the underground secret passage again?"
Baili Xin raised his chin and said nothing.
"You can't go in anymore!" There were footsteps coming from the end of the corridor. The doctor glanced vigilantly towards the place where the sound came from and asked hurriedly, "Can I go in?"
Prisin made a mistake and the doctor slipped into the room before the patrolman turned the corner and walked into the corridor.
Baili Xin closed the door behind him, leaned against the door frame and asked, "Why
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