The female corpse disappeared in front of Chen Yang's eyes, and time was moving.
Chen Yang's right eyelid kept twitching. He always had a feeling that the property manager holding an axe would suddenly appear.
"Why don't we leave here first?" Fengli also felt the same horror as being targeted by a murderer. The bloody axe was a hundred times more terrifying than the chainsaw in the movie. One was real, the other was a prop, there was no comparison.
The axe had been sharpened. Fengli looked at the hideous wound on Ayuan's back, and then at Lin Shuwei's almost broken arm. If the axe hit his neck, it might chop off his head.
The room was gloomy. Just as Chen Yang was about to pull Chao Jian out of Room 502, his outstretched hand suddenly stopped in mid-air, and his fingertips curled up.
There is a bell sound...
Chen Yang looked towards the room. The sound came from inside. The ghost child was giving them a hint.
This reminded Chen Yang of the little boy at the train station. It seemed that he was quite popular with children.
The cervical spine seemed to be pierced by a row of densely packed needles, and the pain spread all over his body. Chen Yang's face turned pale and he hissed. His complacent feelings immediately disappeared. Children are fickle. They will help you if you coax them well. If you don't coax them well, they will play with you to death.
Chen Yang couldn't help but think thankfully, fortunately he had a younger sister to take care of, which enabled him to have both origami skills and a lot of nursery rhymes. This allowed him to deal with the ghost children when he encountered them in the mission world.
"Ding-ling..."
The sound of the bell was like a rope thrown out from the room, dancing in the air, urging the taskers, "Hurry up, catch it quickly!"
Xiao Xiang was the first to enter the room. She was wearing A Yuan's sneakers, which were stained with blood, some from A Yuan and some from Lin Shuwei. The footprints were a little bloody.
There was no sign of the ghost child in the room. Xiao Xiang frowned her carefully trimmed eyebrows and began to search.
Chen Yang stood at the door and lit a cigarette. There must be clues in the room, that's for sure, but... His eyes swept around, where was it
A wisp of smoke drifted away from Chen Yang's eyes. He walked into the room and patted Chao Jian on the back: "Find a place to sit."
Chao Jian was leaning against the door, biting on a piece of milk, his eyes half closed.
When Pineapple passed by, he smelled a strong scent of milk. He tried to lower his presence and slip past quietly. Then he heard a "crunching" sound above his head, which made his skull feel cold.
"Brother Jian, is your right hand okay?" Pineapple pursed her lips nervously, revealing a flattering dimple on her cheek.
Before entering the mission world, Fengli only knew that this person had a mental illness, but he was not afraid of him because it was Chen Yang who lived with him, not him. After entering here and witnessing a bloody and violent incident, he was really scared.
Before Fengli could respond to Chao Jian, she was kicked by the boss, who yelled, "What the hell are you doing here?"
"I'll go in and look for clues." Fengli winked at the boss, her mouth was as sweet as honey, and her words were enough to make people sick to death, "Misunderstanding, it's all misunderstanding, I will never betray you, as long as I'm alive, I will be your lackey..."
"Forget it. There are plenty of lackeys. You're not a big deal. Just don't say some corny lines to disgust your brother." Xiangdong waved his hand in disdain and slid into the room with greasy soles of his feet.
Xiangdong glanced at Jian from the corner of his eye, snorted coldly, and then... slumped down to the ground along the wall in a very embarrassed manner.
Chao Jian did not take the opportunity to mock Xiangdong. To him, his paranoia, control, possessiveness, mania, suspicion and anxiety were all Chen Yang's, including his childishness and immaturity.
—His seven emotions and six desires exist for Chen Yang.
In other words, Chen Yang is his seven emotions and six desires.
Xiao Xiang searched an area by himself, while Fengli followed Chen Yang. This was the first time Fengli had entered a girl's room since he was a child. Everything was pink and tender, and he was afraid that he would damage something if he moved too much.
Fengli saw Chen Yang flipping through the bookshelf. He fell asleep as soon as he looked at that place, so he turned around and went to the closet next to him.
It was an old-fashioned wooden wardrobe. Pineapple opened it casually and was unexpectedly met with a pair of eyes. He was so scared that all the pores on his body opened up and a scream was stuck in his throat.
It's a mirror!
Shit! I was almost scared to death! Fengli patted his chest in shock. There was a full-length mirror in the closet, reflecting his entire body. He never knew that he looked so scary.
Just as Fengli was about to close the cabinet, something touched the top of his head and lightly brushed past him. He subconsciously reached out to touch it and felt a cold and stiff foot, which was very small and not even as big as his palm.
At that moment, Fengli forgot to breathe. He looked up blankly and saw a child in pink Hanfu sitting on the cabinet, swinging her little feet. She lowered her head and looked at him, with no expression on her ragged face.
"Ah!" Pineapple cried out briefly and then yelled wildly, "Ahhh!!!"
Chen Yang ran over quickly: "What's wrong?"
Fengli pointed at the cabinet tremblingly: "Ghost ghost ghost... ghost child... that ghost child is sitting on it..."
Chen Yang took a look and there was nothing on it.
"The clue is in the cabinet?" Xiao Xiang's voice sounded behind him.
Chen Yang bit the cigarette, pulled the closet door as wide as possible with both hands, and looked inside intently. All he saw were clothes for all four seasons, nothing else. The next moment, Chen Yang stuck his head in.
Fengli took a deep breath, Brother Yang was worthy of being Brother Yang, he dared to do this even though he was afraid of ghosts. He glanced at the door and found that Brother Yang's future boyfriend was eating milk slices calmly, not panicking at all. The eldest brother was the same, he didn't even turn his head towards the room.
I was the only one who was panicking throughout the whole process. Pineapple closed her half-open mouth. It was normal. I am the younger brother and my style is different.
"I didn't find anything inside," Chen Yang stepped back, his breath mixed with the scent of girls' clothes. He rubbed his nose, looked around the cabinet, found a chair, moved it over and stepped on it.
"Brother Yang, please slow down." Fengli held on to the chair.
The cabinet was empty, without any clutter. Chen Yang jumped down from the chair, stood there in silence and took a few puffs of cigarette. The next second he quickly walked around to the side of the cabinet and put his eyes into the gap.
The gap was too small, almost pitch black, and Chen Yang was unable to catch something passing through his nostrils in time.
Chen Yang put away the cigarette, squatted down and lay on the ground, tilting his head to look under the cabinet. He reached his hand under the cabinet and pushed hard, almost putting his face close to it. Then he took his hand out and twirled it, as if thinking about something.
Pineapple approached carefully, afraid to disturb her brother's thoughts.
"Pineapple Cake, do you usually clean under the cabinet?" Chen Yang squatted on the ground, smoking one puff after another, and asked a sudden question.
"Not at all." Fengli said, "If the gap underneath is big, I will poke the broom in there a few times when sweeping the floor, like this..." He pointed to the closet in front of him, "The gap underneath is so small that it takes a long time to squeeze my hand in, not to mention the broom. I don't bother to bother."
Chen Yang puffed out smoke without saying a word, his expression blurred by the smoke. He suddenly said leisurely: "It will accumulate a lot of dust over time."
"I can't see it anyway." Pineapple curled her lips.
Chen Yang nodded. This was usually the case. If it were him, he wouldn't bother cleaning the area under the closet. He would just pretend it didn't exist.
But…
There is not much dust under the wardrobe, Chen Yang rubbed his fingers.
Xiao Xiang's eyes fell on his clean fingers, and combined with the few words he said, her eyes narrowed: "In other words, the cabinet was not placed here before, and it was moved to another place not long ago."
Fengli looked at Chen Yang, but didn't get an answer. He then looked at Xiao Xiang, his eyes confused: "Why do we need to move? I can't even move this cabinet, let alone a girl."
"There are things that need to be covered behind the cabinet." Xiao Xiang said.
Fengli's brainpower was raised under the guidance of his teammates. It was the murderer! The murderer moved it! The murderer was destroying the crime scene? !
There was a thin layer of sweat on the back of Chen Yang's neck. He did not smell the dust in the small gap between the cabinet and the wall just now. What flashed through his nostrils was the smell of lime.
The smell was not stale, but rather fresh.
After Chen Yang finished smoking and put out the cigarette butt, he and Fengli moved the cabinet away, revealing the wall behind it.
"This, and this," Pineapple pointed one by one, "These places show signs of recent repairs." He removed the repair lime and found several large dents under the lime.
"It looks like it was hit by something." Xiao Xiang's eyes showed wisdom and calmness, and his ordinary facial features glowed. "And such a big dent doesn't look like it was left by an ordinary hammer. It looks more like a large hammer used on construction sites to break down walls."
Chen Yang walked to the door of the room, smelling the milky scent in Chao Jian's breath and returned to the room, walking back and forth twice.
"Are you taking a walk?" Xiangdong yelled.
"What a joke." Chen Yang muttered to himself while chewing his knuckles. "The owner opened the door for the murderer and found him holding a hammer. She hurriedly ran from the living room to the room and wanted to close the door but failed. The murderer came in with a hammer and tried to commit a crime. The marks on the wall were left when she was hiding..."
Fengli imagined a girl being hit by a sledgehammer. He was used to seeing blood and killing and felt uncomfortable: "If you encounter that kind of situation, you should run downstairs."
Xiao Xiang said calmly: "Most people would run home and try to lock the door."
"Even if it's locked, it can be hammered open. It's best to ask for help from the neighbors in the corridor." Pineapple said seriously.
Xiao Xiang said slowly, "When the middle-aged courier was being chased by the property management with a kitchen knife, he ran and shouted, "Will anyone open the door to save him?"
Pineapple was speechless.
"They are just strangers living in the same building. They are not related to each other. They generally do not care about it and are afraid of retaliation." Xiao Xiang adjusted her curly hair. "I remember there was a news report that a murderer was committing murder downstairs in the community. Some owners witnessed the scene but did not dare to call the police." She spoke straightforwardly without any emotion, just like telling a story. "This is very similar to what happened to the middle-aged courier. 501 saw it but pretended not to see it."
Xiao Xiang said nonchalantly, "Maybe it wasn't just 501. There were other residents who heard it."
The point of these words is, you see, this is a desperate and realistic world, if people don’t work for themselves, they will be punished by heaven and earth.
Pineapple was overwhelmed by a huge amount of dark negative energy.
"So we should watch less social news." A weak voice came from the door. Ah Yuan woke up. Lin Shuwei supported her with her uninjured hand. Her face was as pale as paper and her eyes were as bright as fire. "We still have to believe that there are good people in the world and good people will be rewarded."
Chen Yang let out a breath. It was not without reason that he had a good first impression of A Yuan. There is no one who doesn't like someone who is honest, kind and sunny.
Chen Yang looked at Chao Jian and smiled at him. His smile was somewhat gentle.
Everyone was sorting out their thoughts in the living room.
The mission has progressed to this point and no new characters will join, which means the murderer is in this building and is one of the households that received the express delivery.
That person knew that the resident of Room 502 was a single girl who often received express deliveries and had no suspicion of couriers, so he found a suitable opportunity to pretend to be a courier...
Since the murderer is among the people who have appeared, we have to use the process of elimination. This method is very useful at times, such as in this situation.
"Is it 402?" Lin Shuwei said in a female voice, "According to my analysis, the property management followed the courier to 402. Prompt."
Fengli slapped her thigh excitedly: "It's 402!"
"402 is under renovation. We have hammers, cement and lime, so it's easy to fix it." He jumped up, his face flushed. "And 402 is only one floor away from 502. They are very close. The workers in 402 can get some basic information about the residents upstairs just by observing them a little bit."
Fengli thought of something and doubted herself: "But when Xiaoxiang was delivering the package, those three workers helped her avoid the property ghosts. They are good people, aren't they?"
"Good people are not always good, and bad people are not always bad." Xiao Xiang replied to Fengli, "Human nature is multifaceted."
Fengli felt that Xiaoxiang was very negative, although this could also be considered another way of understanding and living life, the so-called transparency? He looked at Chen Yang: "Brother Yang, what should we do now?"
Chen Yang walked towards the door. After a few steps, he looked back and saw that Chao Jian was not following him closely like before. She just raised her eyelids when he looked at her.
The emotion brought by the unfamiliarity was neither light nor strong, just like a fallen leaf blown by the wind and resting on Chen Yang's chest, feeling slightly cold. He calmed himself down, opened the door and went out, closing the door behind him.
Chen Yang stood at the door and took a deep breath. He put aside the task for the time being and thought about playing the role of a criminal pretending to be a courier. He swallowed excitedly and nervously, clenched his hands behind his back as if holding a hammer, and knocked on the door with his other hand: "Hello, the courier."
This sentence was like a key to time, and the time and space in the room moved.
The girl living in 502 was unpacking a package, with her phone between her shoulder and ear. "Dear Ms. Cheng, what can I do for you? I'm unpacking a package. Yes, yes, it's time to replace the things in the closet with new ones. One person can feed the whole family, so I want to buy, buy, buy. Underwear? It hasn't arrived yet. It shows that it's being delivered. It will probably arrive soon... I don't even have a boyfriend. Why are you giving me sexy underwear as a treasure to keep the house safe?"
The girl rolled her eyes and snorted when she heard what the person on the phone said: "I knew it! There is a discount if you buy two!" She was talking to her best friend on the phone.
Just then, there was a knock on the door, and a voice came from outside: "It's the courier."
"Oh, there's a express delivery. It must be the underwear you bought for me. I'll tell you later!" The girl hung up the phone and went to open the door. Standing at the door was a stranger.
She reacted and tried to close the door but it was pushed open and the man came in with a hammer. A frightened bell rang at the stairs.
The picture disappeared, and Chen Yang was still standing at the door. He remembered the child's tattered face. When he first saw it, he thought it was smashed by something.
Now he knew it was caused by being hit by a hammer.
Chen Yang knocked on the door and it was Chao Jian who opened it for him. The two looked at each other, one walked in and the other stepped aside, and they stood side by side.
Fengli saw Chen Yang's inquiring eyes and shook his head. Although he had delivered a package to 402, the three workers were not all facing him at that time. In addition, he only wanted to leave quickly at that time and did not pay attention to their appearance.
"Yes." Xiao Xiang, who had been surrounded by the three workers before and had seen their faces, said with certainty, "He is a worker from 402."
The living room was too quiet.
Now that the murderer has been identified, all we have to do is tell the property management and the mission will be accomplished. Chen Yang asked the others to wait here while he and Chao Jian went to the rooftop, and Xiao Xiang followed behind.
Xiao Xiang doesn't trust anyone except herself, so she wants to participate in the last part of the mission.
Chen Yang had no objection. He touched Chao Jian's injured hand lightly and said, "It will be fine once you get out."
After being a tasker for a long time, Chen Yang felt that not bringing injuries to the real world was a reward for the tasker. A hand pressed on his cervical vertebrae, and he felt numb all over as if he had been electrocuted.
"You have a higher chance of encountering a ghost child than others." Chao Jian blurted out without any reason.
Chen Yang shuddered and stopped walking up the stairs: "Why?"
"Because they can see through your heart and know that you have a soul that wants to be a brother." Chao Jian pinched the bite mark on the back of his neck.
Chen Yang thought he could hear something secret: "..."
"To put it bluntly, your obsession with being a big brother has affected your magnetic field. If you forget about the obsession, they won't approach you." Chao Jian's voice rang slowly in the silent corridor.
"So simple?" Chen Yang said, "Then don't be one." His immunity to ghosts has improved a lot now, but the ghost child is still at the hall level.
As soon as Chen Yang finished speaking, he felt a pain on the back of his neck. He suddenly realized, "Just treat me as your brother." His old face turned red.
The two fingers that were pinching the back of his neck loosened their grip and began to rub the area of skin that had been pinched. It felt like a feather was brushing against his ears and it was extremely itchy.
"If you don't want to meet them in the mission world, remember what you said and don't have any thoughts about it at all." Chao Jian emphasized.
Chen Yang said "OK". When he saw Chao Jian was about to repeat himself, he blurted out, "Just tell me when I forget."
Chao Jian's lips moved slightly. He said something, but it seemed like he said nothing.
It was still late at night on the rooftop and the property management was painting. He couldn't hear Chen Yang's voice at all.
Xiaoxiang also tried to communicate with the property management, but it was equally useless.
Chen Yang glanced at Chao Jian, wanting to let this bug black household who was wandering outside the rules try. Chao Jian threw a milk tablet wrapper at him, but it didn't hit the property owner's body.
no.
Chen Yang said solemnly: "It seems that we have to attract the property from afterlife."
"He only kills couriers," Xiao Xiang said. "There are no couriers now. We can't be couriers." She uttered two words from her lips painted with bean paste-colored lipstick. "Dead end."
Chen Yang thought that there would not be a dead end. The original intention of the mission was never to wipe out the entire team. It would leave a way for the taskers to survive. He firmly believed in this.
Express delivery, express delivery is needed... Chen Yang walked to the edge of the rooftop and looked down. A pale face was tilted upwards, with dilated pupils facing him.
Although they were eight stories apart, it felt like they were face to face, face to face. The stench of the corpse penetrated into Chen Yang's breath.
The middle-aged courier brought another truckload of parcels downstairs!
Now I just need to go downstairs to get the express and then deliver it back up, but I'm afraid it won't be easy for them on the way downstairs.
Chen Yang hurriedly pulled Chao Jian off the rooftop, and Xiao Xiang followed closely behind. Xiang Dong and the other four at the staircase on the fifth floor asked about the situation and went downstairs with them.
None of the seven were novices. The moment the twisted murderous aura appeared in the corridor, they all noticed it and their reactions were different.
Xiangdong wanted to join the battle but could only curse and retch, feeling dizzy and unstable. Fengli picked him up and hurried down the stairs. Since he couldn't help, he couldn't get in the way by sticking to the space.
Xiao Xiang also left with A Yuan on her back, and Lin Shuwei followed behind them.
Chen Yang kicked the man who was rushing towards him away. Before he could swing his fist, he faintly heard the sound of his cervical vertebrae breaking. The bloody killing spree as the axe split the void and chopped towards him made his eyes go black.
"Bang", "Bang", "Bang"
There was a terrifying noise in the corridor. Chen Yang bent over and looked up with great effort. A drop of cold sweat fell from his eyelashes. Chao Jian stepped on the bloody axe and smashed the man's head against the wall with one hand, one after another.
The man's brain burst, his blood-red eyes bulged out, and he kept shouting mechanically: "Everyone must die... Everyone must die..."
Chen Yang's attention was all on Chao Jian, who was in an abnormal mental state. He walked into the sinister and sharp dark aura and frowned as he looked at the property manager lying in a pool of blood.
This person is not a real living person, but just a wisp of resentment at this point in time. If he cannot be killed, he will cycle in the building endlessly until the evil ghost kills his enemy.
Chao Jian stroked Chen Yang's cervical vertebrae, which were unable to straighten up, closed his eyes which were filled with violence and bloodthirstiness, and carried him on his back.
When Xiangdong, Xiaoxiang and the other three reached the second floor, the man with the axe appeared again.
Those who can fight haven't come down yet. Xiaoxiang took a breath, calmly and decisively put Ayuan down, and ran to the first floor alone.
Fengli was about to pick up Ayuan, but a pair of hands reached out in front of him and took Ayuan away. Before he could react, something flew past him.
That was Lin Shuwei's thermos cup. He moved quickly, accurately and ruthlessly, smashing it right at Xiaoxiang who was about to run down the stairs.
Xiao Xiang staggered and stopped running. At that moment, the bloody axe came towards her.
Blood splattered all over Pineapple's face.
There were seven people when they entered the residential building, and six people came out.
Lin Shuwei sat on the steps, carefully wiping the blood off the thermos cup, and muttered with a pale face: "Fourth brother, why did you do that at that time..."
"Just do whatever you think." His brows were stern and his words were brief.
Lin Shuwei noticed Ayuan's gaze. He didn't know what expression to make, so he pursed his lips and smiled at her, feeling awkward and embarrassed.
A Yuan was stunned for a moment before returning a grateful smile, then lowered his head to look at the two feet on the ground. The sneakers were on Xiao Xiang's feet, and were left in the building with her body.
Lin Shuwei scratched his head hesitantly: "Fourth brother, she wants to see you."
"Tsk." He looked gossipy.
"Tsk tsk, let me analyze it..."
"Ning girl, what's there to analyze? The girl is not married yet, and the boy is not married yet. The flowers are affectionate and the water is sentimental."
"Shut up." Veins popped out on Lin Shuwei's forehead.
Fengli was not curious about the possibilities between Lin Shuwei and Ayuan, nor did he think about Xiaoxiang being beheaded. Everyone has his own destiny, and his own life was in confusion.
"Brother Dong, I was almost scared to death just now." Fengli pulled her eyelids to wake herself up, "I'm going to buy a dagger when I get out, and bring it with me next time I go on a mission."
"You wish." Xiangdong said and then noticed Chen Yang walking towards the tricycle.
There were a bunch of express parcels on the tricycle, but the middle-aged courier did not throw them down one by one like he did on the previous two tricycles.
Chen Yang reached out his hand tentatively, and when he saw that he didn't react, he began to look through the package.
"Here." A voice sounded beside his ear, and a package was thrown in front of Chen Yang. It was the express from 402.
Chen Yang took the express out of the tricycle and pulled Chao Jian to the queue.
Fengli leaned in and asked: "Shall we go up together to send it off?"
"To be safe, go alone." Lin Shuwei said in a clear female voice.
Everybody wanted to leave quickly, so they reached an agreement without much communication. They would use the old method of drawing lots. Whoever drew the order number would go up to deliver the express to lure out the evil spirit, lead him to room 402, and tell him the truth before being killed.
Chen Yang grabbed the note with the order number. He didn’t have time to think and picked up the package swiftly.
The corner of his clothes was pulled, and Chen Yang gave all the milk slices to Chao Jian: "We can go home before you finish eating."
Chao Jian put down his hand, and the chestnut hair on his head was blown towards Chen Yang by the wind. Chen Yang touched it and ran into the residential building with the package.
"Brother Yang, why didn't you let Chao Jian follow you? He can enter the building even if he doesn't deliver the package, and he won't be killed by the evil spirit." Fengli said.
"This time is different from the previous situation. We are not hiding from evil spirits, but leading the way for him. We must be cautious just in case. It's the end now." Xiangdong looked up at the bright sunshine, "Brother Yang, you'll be fine."
The door of Room 402 was closed. Chen Yang knocked it open successfully. He smelled a faint burning smell, as if there was a short circuit in the wires.
The three workers were not working. They were eating instant noodles and smoking. It seemed that they did not smell the smell.
After signing for the express delivery, Chen Yang did not leave. He shouted at the door, and a gust of cold wind blew in from the corridor, like thousands of ghosts pouring out of their nest.
Chen Yang's nerve endings, which were stretched to the extreme, trembled, and the next moment he rushed into the house at the fastest speed, pointing at the worker who had knocked on the door of 502 with a hammer and shouted: "The person you are looking for is him, he killed the resident of 502!"
The shadow pounced on the worker, and the shrill roar was mixed with the sound of children jumping and jumping, and the bells were ringing. "Little bunny, open the door, I want to come in, no, no, I won't open it, my mother hasn't come back yet..." The child sang with a giggle.
Immediately afterwards, Chen Yang vaguely heard the sounds of many doors opening. Residents in the entire building opened their doors and stuck their heads out, and the noise became one and the same.
Clothes were hung on the empty balconies.
Chen Yang returned to the car. Chao Jian was still leaning on his shoulder, but she was not asleep. Instead, she was looking at him with her eyes open.
Xiangdong, who was in front, parked his car on the side of the road and turned off the engine. He crushed the cigarette that was burning at the corner of his mouth, and Fengli, who was sitting in the passenger seat, felt his soul leave his body.
The cramped car was filled with the smell of cigarettes and the minty coolness of air freshener, and no one spoke.
Xiangdong lowered the car window, propped up his head with one hand and looked out the window. The traffic and green trees and tall buildings in the real world were washing his eyes. He wanted to find the feeling of being alive through these reference points: "What should I do now? Go back to the hotel or continue to go to the square to see graffiti?"
"Let's go back to the hotel." Chen Yang said.
Xiangdong was not surprised. He no longer had the mood to go shopping. He decided to take a nap and think about it in the afternoon.
It was quiet all the way.
Back in the hotel room, Chen Yang put down his backpack and lay flat on the bed. He was extremely tired, but he didn't want to sleep and couldn't sleep.
Chao Jian stood by the window and answered the phone with a cold voice and a bad mood.
Chen Yang glanced at him uncontrollably one after another. Chao Jian's cell phone rang on the way back. He didn't know who called. After he entered the room, the phone rang again. The other party seemed very patient and he had to keep ringing until the call was connected.
Chao Jian, who was standing by the window, suddenly turned around. He was speaking something in German to the person on the other end of the phone, staring at Chen Yang without blinking.
When Chen Yang met that gaze, he saw the deep sea in the winter night, and a trapped beast at the bottom of the sea opened its eyes.
At that moment, Chen Yang's heart skipped a beat. He turned over and lay on his stomach. He fumbled to unzip his backpack, took out the earphones from inside and put them in his ears, then turned on his phone to listen to music.
The incense burner on the cabinet next to him was emitting green smoke. Chen Yang listened to the lullaby he had downloaded specially, his eyelids closed, and he soon fell asleep... No.
Chen Yang pulled out the blanket from under him and wrapped himself up, swiping his hands on the screen of his mobile phone. No, he had to find something to distract himself. What should he find? Chen Yang opened WeChat and asked Uncle Wu how Wu Yu was doing.
Uncle Wu: Xiaoyu hasn’t woken up today either.
The light from the phone screen shone on Chen Yang's face, which had cooled down, and he typed a reply: I will wake up.
Uncle Wu: Good morning, money matters...
The chat box showed a message "I'm typing", then it disappeared and appeared again. Chen Yang sent a message: Don't worry.
A series of footsteps approached from the window and stopped beside the bed. Chen Yang immediately put down his phone and closed his eyes. The quilt was lifted, and the light rushed to fall on his trembling eyelids.
Chao Jian pulled Chen Yang up.
Chen Yang was pushed against the bed by the force. He could no longer pretend to be asleep. He rubbed his face and said in a hoarse voice: "Have you finished your call? We need to chat now..."
Suddenly, he found that Chao Jian turned the screen of his mobile phone around and tapped the video sent by his fingertips. Chen Yang's slightly bent back suddenly straightened and tensed. He thought it was Chao Jian's family, and subconsciously adjusted his hair and clothes.
After the video was activated, Chao Jian turned Chen Yang's face so that he was facing the camera.
"Lee, my attending physician." Chao Jian said with annoyance and indifference.
They are not family members, Chen Yang breathed a sigh of relief. He looked at the window on the other side of the video. The light over there was very dim. He could only see a man sitting deep in a leather chair. There was a pair of green eyes above his blurry outline.
It was a feeling of being targeted by a jungle beast.
Before Chen Yang could get out of the oppressive feeling, he saw Chao Jian pointing at him and saying in a casual tone: "Chen Zaozao, my medicine."
He was stunned.
With his chin pinched, Chao Jian said to him, “Brother, say hello.”
Chen Yang was still in a daze. Chao Jian traced the lines on his chin several times, lowered his head, held his hand, and waved at the video.