Tang Ning curled up on the bed, his whole body exuding the same bath scent as Mo Yunchu. Mo Yunchu lifted the quilt and leaned over to give him a goodnight kiss on his forehead. It was gentle and not aggressive at all, which was the best interpretation of Tang Ning's original imagination of the word goodnight kiss.
However, Tang Ning's eyes were half open, and his misty eyes looked dazed and dull, with his lips slightly parted, as if he had temporarily lost the ability to receive information from the outside world.
It was not until Mo Yunchu turned off the bedside lamp and raised his arms to embrace her that Tang Ning blinked slowly, hunched his shoulders back, and tried to escape from Mo Yunchu's arms with a trembling body.
"What's wrong?" Mo Yunchu held Tang Ning tightly and asked gently.
She bit her lower lip with her snow-white teeth and covered her face with her red fingers, unable to stop venting her grievances, "... You bullied me."
A low, muffled laugh came from the darkness, "Is this considered bullying?"
Tangning nodded desperately, sobbing softly. He nodded too loudly, and his soft hair brushed against Mo Yunchu's jaw. Mo Yunchu touched his head and his tone became especially gentle at this moment, "I'm sorry."
"I won't bully you like this next time. Xiao Ning, please don't cry, okay?"
Such a sincere and gentle tone, as if it was the true words taken out from the heart, exudes an incomparable, bewitching attraction.
Tang Ning believed Mo Yunchu immediately.
Such a good and gentle Mo Yunchu.
He wiped the tear marks on his face with his hands, trying hard to stop his body from trembling. Then he sniffed and carefully leaned his face against Mo Yunchu's chest.
"... ... Good night."
Mo Yunchu hugged Tangning, "Good night."
Tangning added softly, "If you need to get up at night, remember to wake me up. Don't leave me alone, okay?"
"Okay."
After receiving Mo Yunchu's promise, Tang Ning felt relieved. He had been very exhausted throughout the day and fell asleep soon after. He seemed to have a nightmare. In the dream, there was a monster that was tightly wrapped around him. It was dark all around and he couldn't see what the monster looked like. Maybe it was a python. It was said that pythons would also wrap around their prey bit by bit, wrapping and wrapping -
Until he was hanged to death.
Tang Ning suddenly opened his eyes, looked at the handsome face so close to him, and found that Mo Yunchu's hand was on his waist.
"Are you awake?" Mo Yunchu placed a good morning kiss on Tangning's forehead, the kiss was tender and gentle, "Good morning."
Before Tangning could regain consciousness, she heard another piece of shocking news—
Lu Yingxing is dead.
The system says.
What
Tang Ning began to wonder if he was dreaming within a dream.
Lu Yingxing is dead
Everything was fine when they left yesterday. He still owed Lu Yingxing two meals, and he hadn't asked Lu Yingxing what was wrong with the surveillance video...
"If you're sleepy, sleep a little longer. I have to go to work and can't accompany Xiao Ning anymore." Mo Yunchu reluctantly buried his straight nose into Tang Ning's neck and took a deep breath. His tone was full of nostalgia and obsession, "It smells so good."
The tingling sensation brought Tangning back to reality. He stared blankly at Mo Yunchu as he left the room. After a few seconds of silence, he asked:
what happened
The system did not reveal any further information.
When Tang Ning arrived at the hospital, she met the Lu family, one of whom was Lu Yingxing's brother Lu Junchi. Lu Junchi looked somewhat similar to Lu Yingxing, but his temperament was much calmer, allowing people to tell the difference between the two brothers at a glance.
Seeing Tangning coming, Lu Junchi walked over and whispered, "Long time no see."
Tangning didn't know how to address him, so she could only nod. Lu Junchi obviously knew about Tangning and Lu Yingxing's relationship. He told Tangning that Lu Yingxing died of sudden death, and asked Tangning to take care of her health. "Many people in your industry have reversed their day and night schedules, and they take advantage of their youth and don't take care of their bodies. Yingxing has always been in good health, but he has also encountered this situation."
Lu Junchi pinched his nose bridge as he spoke, his eyes were bloodshot.
He looked like he hadn't slept all night.
"Can I see Lu Yingxing again?" Tang Ning asked.
Lu Junchi nodded.
But this time the meeting took place in the morgue.
Lu Junchi was originally going to go with Tang Ning, but after taking a few steps, he almost stumbled. Tang Ning quickly asked Lu Junchi to go and rest first, as he also wanted to go alone so that he could take Lu Yingxing's phone.
What did the surveillance video capture last night? Was Lu Yingxing's death related to the surveillance video? These were questions that troubled Tang Ning. The dead couldn't speak, so the answer could only be found in that phone.
The hospital's morgue is on the basement floor, with a special elevator providing direct access.
When the elevator door opened, there was no light on outside and it was pitch black. An indescribable feeling of chillness came over me, like the coolness coming from well water in summer.
As he arrived, the lights in the corridor lit up one by one, and Tang Ning's shadow was reflected on the pale wall.
Although Tang Ning had become a little braver, he was still a little scared in this environment. He quickened his pace as he walked through the corridor and into the morgue. As soon as he entered, he smelled a faint stench of corpse that could not be covered up even by disinfectant.
In order to prevent the bodies from rotting, the temperature in the morgue was very low, and the lighting was not the bright white light that Tang Ning had imagined, but a light with a warm tone.
Logically speaking, warm light would make people feel warm, but because the temperature here is so low, the warm light seems to have a bloody color.
The morgue was filled with rows of large freezers, each with a number in front of it, containing a person sleeping inside. Tang Ning walked very quietly, with light hands and feet. In such a quiet environment he did not dare to make any noise for fear of disturbing the rest of the deceased.
It took Tang Ning some time to find Lu Yingxing's morgue. He kept comforting himself that this was just a person in the game, just like an NPC. Then he mustered up the courage to open the door. Opening the freezer door was just like opening a drawer, except that there was a body bag inside.
Tang Ning slowly unzipped the body bag. The slight zipper sound was particularly clear in the silent morgue. There was a faint gust of cold wind blowing from behind. Tang Ning looked back cautiously, but there was nothing behind him. Maybe he was too nervous.
Tang Ning turned her head and saw that the zipper had been pulled up to Lu Yingxing's neck. Lu Yingxing's pale face appeared in front of Tang Ning. Apart from his pale face, he looked like he was asleep.
She didn't know if it was Tang Ning's illusion, but there seemed to be a faint curve on Lu Yingxing's lips.
Tang Ning didn't dare to look closely. He held his breath and reached out to touch Lu Yingxing's shirt pocket. Lu Yingxing's body was stiff and he could feel the difference from a living person even through the fabric. Tang Ning tried hard to ignore the feeling. He touched both pockets and found them empty. So Tang Ning leaned forward a little, bent down, and reached for his trouser pocket.
The lights suddenly flickered.
Tang Ning's hands froze in mid-air. He felt the faint breeze behind him again. The surroundings were strangely quiet. Tang Ning stood there motionless. He listened to his own breathing, "Hu... Hu... Hu... Hu... Hu..."
In a trance, it seemed as if someone was breathing into his neck. Tang Ning was shocked by his own thoughts, but then he overturned this guess. The dead don't breathe, and he could also notice a living person here. The most reasonable explanation should be that he was suffering from neurasthenia. After this game, he would go to the hospital for a physical examination.
Don't scare yourself.
After Tang Ning comforted himself, he searched Lu Yingxing's pocket again and soon found the phone.
Tangning happily took out her phone and prepared to zip up the body bag. When the zipper reached Lu Yingxing's neck, Tangning suddenly realized...
Lu Yingxing's lips, which should have been tightly closed, opened slightly at this moment, and he kept blowing air at him.
The light flickered twice and then went out in an instant, and the entire morgue fell into darkness. Tang Ning felt a chill down his spine, and the cold penetrated his bones. His legs went weak and he almost collapsed to the ground.
There was a rustling sound in the darkness, as if something was crawling out of the body bag. Tang Ning didn't dare to turn on the flashlight to shine on that thing. He turned around quickly and stumbled out.
A cold wind blew on the back of his neck, and it seemed that something was following him.
Tang Ning's scalp tingled and he wanted to run faster, but the more nervous he was, the more likely he was to make mistakes. In a panic, he staggered and fell to the ground.
This body was too fragile, and the slightest bump would cause him severe pain. Tang Ning struggled to get up, and he turned on his phone and saw the door in the dim light of the screen. Hope made Tang Ning burst out with strength at this moment. He rushed to the door and grasped the door handle to open it, but there was something stuck at the door and he couldn't push it open.
The faint light from the screen moved downwards, and Tangning opened his eyes wide. He could see clearly what it was.
It was a rag doll lying on the ground. It had sparse hair, eyes made of black buttons, a broken body covered in dirt, and the lower half of its body without legs, revealing the white cotton wool inside. A few maggots could be vaguely seen crawling out of the holes.
Tang Ning's head was buzzing and he subconsciously took a step back. He felt a cool breath on his neck, as if something was standing on him and blowing air at him.
“Ahhhh!!!”
Tang Ning hugged his head and squatted down in despair. He huddled in a corner, trembling, with his back against the wall and closing his eyes as if to escape from himself.
At this moment, the only person he thought of was Mo Yunchu.
He needs Mo Yunchu.
He needed Mo Yunchu to hug him right now and say to him, "It's okay, don't be afraid, Xiaoning." He needed to absorb the body warmth from Mo Yunchu.
He seemed to have really turned into a dodder, clinging to Mo Yunchu. He would die without Mo Yunchu.
At this moment, footsteps were approaching and cold hands were touching him. Tang Ning buried his head in his knees and screamed wildly. A dazzling light came on and hit his eyes through the darkness of his knees. A voice was heard in the overwhelming light. Although the hoarse voice was partially covered by Tang Ning's screams, words such as "Hey" and "Stop shouting" could still be heard intermittently.
Tang Ning covered his ears and raised his head tremblingly, and saw a middle-aged man with a sallow face and dark circles under his eyes standing in front of him.
The lights in the morgue came back on, and the middle-aged man said expressionlessly, "Young man, stop yelling here."
After saying that, he ignored Tang Ning and walked towards the freezer. Tang Ning first looked at the door with trembling eyes, but did not see the nightmarish rag doll. He turned his head blankly and looked at the freezer. There was an open cabinet with Lu Yingxing's body bag on it. Lu Yingxing's body was still lying on it, but the zipper was not fully closed and stopped at the neck.
The warm yellow light shone on Lu Yingxing's pale face, which felt indescribably weird.
The middle-aged man walked over to Lu Yingxing's body bag and zipped it up without changing his expression. Then he did something that shocked Tangning -
He picked up the stiff body and placed it on the cart.
"... ...Who are you?" Tang Ning asked in a trembling voice.
The middle-aged man looked at Tangning coldly and said, "I'm a staff member at the funeral home."
Under the light, the shadow of the middle-aged man was projected on the white tiles.
Tangning suddenly regained his strength and stood up, holding onto the wall. "Hello, I, I... What's your name?"
"Old Liu."