Seeing that Gu Meng was unmoved, the eyes behind the grid above the door blinked.
"What's the matter? Boy?" His eyes flashed his presence through the door angrily, and he kept making noises, "Aren't you calling me? Come here, I have a small request, please come down."
Gu Meng leaned against the wall and tilted her head, caressing the side of her neck with one hand, her eyes looked elsewhere.
He acted like he didn't hear anything.
The voice behind the door is a wonderful mixture of hoarseness and richness, and the ending is always dragging. No matter how it sounds, it sounds like Jacky Cheung, the song god.
But even the god of song is not enough to attract Gu Meng to approach.
The eyes blinked again in the dark rectangular frame, then stared suddenly, and the white part of the eyes suddenly expanded.
"Ignore me?" Then he cursed, "You eat shit!"
"..."
Behind the door is Zhang Shadiao’s panda head emoji, right
Eyes: "The boss calls you and you answer! Show me your respect!"
Gu Meng finally looked at him, and asked impatiently, "What's the matter?"
After being ignored, the eyes in the darkness curled up, as if smiling.
The elder brother looked like a moody person.
"Young man." The slightly hoarse voice softened, with a hint of coaxing, "Come here and help me pick up things."
The aisle is not wide, and it can be passed in a few steps.
Gu Meng was very annoyed, knowing that if she didn't agree, this person would be able to curse through the door all night.
Still scolding in Cantonese.
Gu Meng walked to the door of the cell and asked, "What is it?"
"Look below." Eyes lowered for a moment, beckoning him, "Did you see that leaf?"
Gu Meng lowered her head, and she really saw a green ivy leaf by the crack of the door.
"You want this?" he asked.
"Yes, yes!" The eyes were bent, and the hoarse voice was also happy, "I can't sleep well without it."
Might be a fetish.
Gu Meng bent down to pick it up, and turned the leaf to look at it.
Seeing nothing unusual, he threw the leaves in from the rectangular frame.
"Are you ready?" He looked into those eyes and asked, "Are you ready to sleep?"
His eyes narrowed with a smile: "Thank you, you punk."
Gu Meng: "..."
The quality is really poor.
Those eyes have been stuck behind the square frame, and there is no intention to move.
Gu Meng was wondering what else was going on, when Peter Pan's voice sounded from behind: "Brother, I'm fine, what are you doing here?"
"There is a prisoner who has a lot to do..."
Gu Meng turned her head subconsciously, but just halfway through the turn, a familiar voice came from the toilet opposite—
"Brother—I'm fine, are you still there? I'm coming out now—"
Accompanied by the rushing sound of water rushing towards the hands.
"..."
Gu Meng stopped forcibly, tilted her head halfway, and swallowed hard.
Damn, what the hell.
In the dark square frame on the front door, those eyes were bent, and a half-husky, half-thick voice called out: "Young man?"
Behind him, Peter Pan's voice became quiet, almost whispering next to his ear: "Brother... what are you doing?"
Gu Meng didn't move, but looked sideways slightly.
From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a pale green face with white eyes without pupils.
"Brother, why don't you look back at me?" The miserable green face continued to speak in Pan Peter's voice, weakly listening to aggrieved, "What are you thinking?"
"I was wondering..." Gu Meng kept her posture unchanged, and coughed lightly, "Are you a relative of the Hulk?"
"..."
Gu Meng added: "Is there still a slight cataract?"
The miserable green face: "..."
The incandescent lamp on the top quickly passed through a strong current.
Unable to hold back, it flashed twice.
Peter Pan washed his hands after going to the toilet, shook off the water droplets on his hands, and trotted out.
He was in a hurry, as if something was chasing him behind him.
"Gu Meng, I'm coming..." As soon as he reached the door of the toilet, he slammed on the door frame and slammed on the brakes.
In the end, he didn't notice that the water splashed all over the floor at the door, the soles of his feet slipped, and he sat down firmly on the ground.
The pain in his butt seemed to be split in two, but even so, he bit his lower lip tightly and didn't make a sound.
In other words, the voice is stuck in the throat and cannot be uttered at all.
With a pale face, Peter Pan saw two people standing in the aisle ahead.
Standing in front of the cell door was Gu Meng with her face half turned sideways, her cold white complexion was a little harsh under the incandescent light.
A look at the state is not much better than him.
Sticking close to Gu Meng's back was a man in prison uniform.
But Peter Pan knew that it was definitely not a human being.
Who would stand up straight with a hole in the back of his head and blood bubbling!
Ghost...
is really ghost...
Peter Pan cried out in fright, trembling and biting his lower lip, shaking his whole body, holding on to the door frame and unable to get up.
He wanted to save Gu Meng, but now he couldn't even take two mouthfuls of ammonia from the toilet.
So soft it's useless.
Just when he didn't know what to do, the door of the cell ahead slowly opened.
Nothing could be seen in the dark room, and after a while, a vine of ivy protruded from the darkness.
Through the light in the corridor, Peter Pan saw a pair of human eyes hanging on the top of the ivy.
This weird and beyond recognition scene almost scared the little boy Gu Qi into a coma.
"Young man, thank you." The voice from the ivy came out of nowhere, and it laughed twice, and the two eyes on the top were happily bent, and said to Gu Meng, "I've been staying up late lately, My hair loss is serious, thank you for picking it up and giving it back to me."
Gu Meng: "..."
Do you dare to call falling leaves hair loss
i fucking...
Should have seen through that this was a law enforcement phishing.
"Brother... you go in." The green-faced voice behind her complained, urging Gu Meng to move forward, "We're tired from standing, let's go in and rest for a while."
go in
Am I looking like a fool
Gu Meng stared at the front, her Adam's apple moved up and down quietly, steadying herself without panicking.
Pan Peter felt that the ghost's voice was somewhat familiar, but he couldn't tell who it was, but the tone of voice was surprisingly similar to his own.
normal.
There is a difference between ear bone sound transmission and air sound transmission, and it's normal that he can't tell that the ghost thing is imitating his own voice.
Just as Peter Pan was thinking, he saw the man in the prison uniform raised a green hand that looked moldy, and it was about to touch Gu Meng's shoulder.
"Gu Meng be careful!" Peter Pan yelled to remind the other side regardless.
Gu Meng was clearly on guard, she lowered her body, avoided the touch of the thing behind her, turned around and walked towards Peter Pan who was opposite her.
He picked up the little boy who was paralyzed on the ground and ran to the other side of the corridor.
Peter Pan staggered twice and was dragged away while tumbling all the way.
She managed to stabilize her footsteps, and leaned slightly on Gu Meng, like a paralyzed polio.
"Brother, brother," Pan Peter panted and cried, gasping for breath in panic, "What's wrong with my leg? It doesn't seem to be mine anymore, I can't feel its existence, what's wrong with my leg? Don't listen to me?"
While running away, Gu Meng did not forget to look back.
The male ghost still stood there, motionless.
With a hunched back and a standard ninety-degree turn of the neck, he looked in their direction.
Those eyes full of whites are so frightening that it makes one's scalp go numb.
Then, a dozen or so ivy densely crawled out from the open cell door, and spread towards them along the corridor wall at an abnormally fast speed.
Even plants are full of unwholesome connotations at this moment.
Gu Meng had a guess in her heart that the Ivy in the prison was probably dominated by that male ghost.
Harvey, who died last night, was most likely hacked to death by the male ghost, and then dragged away by the ivy.
Gu Meng turned her head and visually estimated that the exit of the safe passage was still half the distance from them.
In this case, Pan Peter, who was dragging half-dead, would definitely be caught up.
"Can you be more confident!" Gu Meng struggled to drag her away, gnashing her teeth, "If you don't run faster, you will be dragged back. Tomorrow we will be two flowers on a vine, and we will not be afraid of wind and rain."
"..."
Maybe Gu Meng described the consequences too vividly, maybe it reminded him of the corpse hanging upside down from the vines.
Pan Peter stood up in a jerk, his legs were no longer weak, and he was refreshed. He ran forward with two thin legs.
Gu Meng's heart relaxed slightly, and she could finally let go of him.
The double security doors were right in front of them, Gu Meng hurriedly opened them and went in first.
Peter Pan was about to follow, when suddenly he threw himself on the ground, screaming like a chicken: "Ow!!! Bro! My feet!"
When Gu Meng turned her head, she saw a circle of vines wrapped around Peter Pan's left ankle.
The ivy troop has already chased the opposite wall, and is about to climb up the ceiling and come along here.
Gu Meng made a decisive decision, grabbed the young boy's back collar and dragged him through the door.
While tugging, Pan Peter almost rolled his eyes by the tightened neckline.
After finally dragging him into the door, the ivy wrapped around his ankle was still persistently entangled.
A thin layer of sweat appeared on Gu Meng's forehead, and there was a hint of violence on his cold jade-like face.
"Boy~"
In a panic, the gentle voice of the song god came from the top.
Gu Meng looked up.
Those eyes twitched happily on the top of an ivy, circling irregularly, and said: "Stay here, let's chat."
"Get out! You running dog." After being deceived by him, Gu Meng expressed dislike, and said coldly, "I wish you a lifetime of baldness."
"..." Those eyes stopped circling and narrowed dangerously upside down.
In the next second, he suddenly said furiously, "I'll give you a lung, you bastard!"
Just as he was about to dive down towards Gu Meng, the safety door in front of him suddenly slammed down hard.
"Young birthday!!!"
One of the eyes was crushed, blood splashed all over the place, and he yelled in pain.
The whole vine seems to be jumping up and down in pain.
When the door slammed, the vines wrapped around Pan Peter's feet were also pinched off.
The young boy hastily tore off the dead branches and vines and threw them aside, scrambling to keep up with Gu Meng.
The two turned a few corners in the aisle, and hurriedly swiped their cards to enter the monitoring room.
After Pan Peter locked the door, he leaned against the door in a collapsed state, and slid to the ground.
"Brother, I'm almost scared to pee."
He wiped the cold sweat off his forehead, his little heart was still beating wildly.
Looking up, she saw Gu Meng leaning slightly to look at the TV screens in front of the console with one hand propped up in front of her.
"Brother, what are you doing?" He couldn't help asking.
"Watch the video." Gu Meng pressed the space bar a few times, and then said to herself, "Sure enough, the screen is blocked..."
At this time, out of the corner of his eye, he saw a change on a certain screen, and turned his head to look.
From the perspective of the camera, a large piece of emerald green covered, climbing along the wall, spreading from one screen to another, until...
"Here they come."
"Ah?" Pan Peter didn't know why, and asked in a daze, "Who's here?"
As soon as the words fell, the door behind him was slammed.
Pan Peter jumped up in shock, turned around, sat on the ground with all four limbs and kept backing away, looking in the direction of the door in horror.
The electronic lock on the door flashed red, and it seemed to be overwhelmed and let out a slight "dididi" chirp.
The door was still under heavy impact.
Not only that, a small soft bud protruded from the crack of the door, curled up softly and stretched out.
Like tiny tentacles, but also like prying eyes.
Very scary.
The surveillance camera took a clear picture of the scene outside the door.
The twisted ivy almost blocked the entire corridor, and it was constantly changing shape.
For a while, it was like a fist, and for a while it was ball-shaped, constantly hitting the door of the monitoring room.
Peter Pan shrank under the operating table, hugging Gu Meng's legs tightly, and wailed hopelessly at the top of his voice: "Brother—what should we do—it's cold, it's cold!"
Gu Meng frowned slightly, put one hand on the table and wiped her face with the other.
What I thought of at the moment was Enjin.
If Eun Jin is here, there will always be a way.
How wonderful it would be if Enjin was here...
"How much longer?"
But at this time, there is no strongest king around, only a piece of scrap iron.
He had to keep calm.
Peter Pan stopped crying with a groan, and looked at the clock on the opposite wall with teary eyes.
He sobbed twice, being soothed by Gu Meng's indifferent breath, he rubbed his tears on his sleeves and got up.
He then calmed down and said, "At half past twelve, there is still half an hour before the next group starts."
"Don't panic." Gu Meng rubbed the center of her brows, trying to stabilize the situation, and said, "We've got a big problem, there's no point in panic."
"..."
The corners of Pan Peter's mouth trembled twice, and he wanted to cry again.
Instead of being comforted, he was frightened a second time.
There was a sudden "snap" on the door.
The two were startled at the same time and turned their heads to look.
The lock fell off.
A clump of ivy squeezed airtightly through the slightly open door, and one got into the keyhole.
They are struggling towards the room together.
"Brother, we don't have much time left, we can't wait for half an hour..." Peter Pan was full of frustration, sobbing, and couldn't help but sensationally say at the last moment, "Nice to meet you, brother, you are a good person. Helped me when I was most helpless, although I have only been online for two days and will... "
I couldn't say anything later, and almost burst into tears.
"I can't die."
"...Huh?" Peter Pan was taken aback when he heard the sound, and looked at Gu Meng dully.
"I said I can't die." Gu Meng took the green phone on the table and dialed a few keys.
Having said that, his complexion was rare and dignified.
The gap on the door was pushed open again, and vines climbed to the side wall.
Peter Pan unconsciously supported the table and backed away, standing next to Gu Meng.
Gu Meng raised her elbow to push him away.
Prevent him from calling.
"Hi, hello, this is the main console of Ivy Prison, what's the matter?"
The electric sound of "Zi Zi la la" came through the microphone, and the voice of a strange man came out indistinctly.
Peter Pan quickly turned his head to look at Gu Meng.
Seeing that Gu Meng was holding the phone, she lowered her head slightly, and said in a calm tone, "An abnormal situation has occurred in the No. 1 living area, please send someone from the main console to deal with it as soon as possible."
It was only then that Peter Pan remembered that they could still call for foreign aid.
"Brother!" Peter Pan came to life instantly, looking at the people beside him excitedly and adoringly.
I think Gu Meng who can think of a way at such a time is really handsome!
"What is the specific abnormal event?" The main console then asked, "It is necessary to clarify what happened here."
"We are surrounded by a dozen ivy." Gu Meng cut the long story short, "We are stuck in the monitoring room and cannot get out."
There was silence on the phone for a while.
At this time, some ivy at the door squeezed in, tentatively crawling along the floor towards the two people in front of the console.
Peter Pan picked up the chair beside him, and waved wildly at the vines.
No real deterrent.
It's just bluffing.
There was no response on the phone.
Just when they thought it was a disconnection, the man in the main console said, "Sorry, this is not counted as an abnormal event, and it is not under the control of the prison."
Peter Pan: "..."
Hearing this, the hope that had just risen fell down again.
The bottom of my heart is cold and cold.
"Tsk." Time was running out, and Gu Meng was impatient, "Then what the hell can you do?"
"If a prisoner escapes or is injured at night, they will report to the prison and they will come forward to solve it, but Ivy... sorry, it's not under its jurisdiction."
Pan Peter dropped his hands dejectedly, and the chair fell to the ground.
It seems that I will explain it here today.
"Brother, forget it..."
The young boy gave a bleak smile, and suddenly looked down on life and death.
The main reason is that if you don't look down, you have to die.
Before he wanted to say something, he saw Gu Meng's masseter muscles swell slightly, and a fierce look flashed in his eyes.
In the next second, an empty beer bottle was picked up from the corner of the table.
Peter Pan was taken aback.
Before he could react, the muffled sound exploded in the silent room simultaneously with the sound of glass breaking.
"..."
Peter Pan opened his mouth, and was stunned.
The half-broken bottle in Gu Meng's hand fell to the ground, her hand trembled slightly, and then she propped herself up on the table.
"During the patrol, the prisoner was found injured, number 1009, confirmed as an abnormal incident..." A drop of blood fell on the table, and another drop fell more and more quickly, forming a small puddle.
Supporting her wobbly body, Gu Meng squinted her eyes at the phone in front of her, her vision becoming more and more blurred: "Please help."
After a while, there was no reply.
Gu Meng's voice gradually sank: "I followed the rules of the game... I hope you will too."
Waited for half a moment.
Wait until a deep sigh comes from the other end of the phone.
Peter Pan looked at Gu Meng's forehead bleeding profusely, half of his face was soaked in a short while.
Dark blood snaked down the cold white cheeks, gathered at the chin and dripped again.
Not only does the picture not feel bloody and terrifying, but it has a violent beauty.
It was the first time Peter Pan saw someone who could be so cruel to him, and he couldn't help but kneel down.
Tens of thousands of bullet screens rushing through my heart are rolling crazily—
Moe boss A exploded! ! !
When Enjin arrived at the infirmary, Bo Ye, Tang Zhi and Pan Peter were all gathered by the bed.
Gu Meng sat cross-legged on the bed, her face was whiter than the wall, her head was wrapped with gauze, and the front of her white coat was smeared with irregular blood.
He was talking to a few people standing at the end of the bed.
Seeing Enjin coming in, they paused their conversation.
"Aren't you going to watch the night?" Gu Meng glanced at the time. It is now 2:15 in the morning, which is the patrol time for the second group.
"Watch for a few nights!"
Eun Jin kicked over a chair as soon as he entered.
To show a good mood.
Everyone who heard Enjin swearing for the first time: "..."
The child has grown up and can't control it anymore.
Tang Zhi exchanged glances with Bo Ye, and left with Peter Pan who didn't understand why.
After the white curtain was lowered, only En Jin and Gu Meng remained in the separated area.
"Come and sit." Gu Meng patted the bed and invited, "Stop standing."
Enjin stood by the bed, with her hands in her trouser pockets, looking down at the person on the bed with her eyes downcast.
As cold as his face should be.
There was a dizzy and violent aura exuding from his whole body.
"What are you looking at me for?" Seeing that he was motionless, Gu Meng supported her cheek with one hand, raised her eyes slightly and looked up at him, "Huh?"
Enjin's heart trembled when she was hooked by that look.
In order not to be bewitched by him, she hastily looked away.
"What's wrong with being with me?" He asked stiffly, "I want to hang out with that Peter Pan. Look, can he protect you?"
Gu Meng lowered her gaze, moved her long eyelashes, and said calmly, "But I don't need other people's protection."
Enjin looked at him angrily, feeling that he was stubborn and ungrateful.
Gu Meng tilted her head, and when she came to her senses, she seemed to find it funny and asked, "I'm so angry that I'm going to explode, are you caring about me?"
"I look like such a leisurely person?" Jun Enjin said, a cold and ruthless jade-faced young man.
"It's true." Gu Meng nodded, "Then why are you angry? It's not you who got hurt."
"..."
Enjin was at a loss for words.
Tsundere is not good at all.
Often because of the contradiction between what you say and what you do, you will fall into an unjustifiable embarrassment.
Gu Meng glanced at the bed and asked, "You really don't want to sit?"
Enjin sat on the edge of the bed holding her breath, with her back to him.
Looking at the other person's somewhat stiff back, Gu Meng bent her eyes and smiled slightly, looking especially gentle.
"You don't have to worry, some skin is broken and some blood is bleeding, the doctor said I'm fine."
"...I'm not worried." Enjin said stiffly.
"Don't be angry, I didn't mean to reject you." Gu Meng comforted him patiently, "It's good to have you by my side, but the rules are the rules. Since you haven't been assigned to a group, you don't need to force it. Not now. Are you okay?"
"What if at that time..." Enjin moved a bit, turned his back to Gu Meng and said stiffly, "I said what if."
"It's nothing in case." Gu Meng smiled, understood what he was referring to, and waved her hands, "Ah, ah, it's all over, the important thing is that everything is settled now."
Enjin suddenly turned to look at him, and said with a choked voice, "You have to cry to understand the seriousness of the matter, don't you?"
"..." Gu Meng was stunned for a moment, looked at him, gradually let go of her hand resting on her cheek, sat up straight, and then became serious, "What's wrong with you?"
The ends of Enjin's thin, long and upturned eyes were pink, and in the room where only one wall lamp was turned on, there was a light water color in his eyes.
He frowned, his expression extremely aggrieved.
"Why can't you reflect on it, and how can we avoid this situation in the future." Enjin simply let go of her emotions and couldn't hold back her words, "It doesn't matter if you are hurt, have you considered the feelings of the people around you? "
Gu Meng had a headache and wiped her face.
When I get hurt, I have to take care of the feelings of the people around me first.
Life is hard.
"Don't cry." He sighed and said, "Say something if you have something to say."
Only then did Gu Meng realize that it was a lie for Enjin to say that she was not worried.
He was hurt, and Eun Jin seemed to be sadder than anyone else.
Tsundere Tsundere.
Not only to be proud.
Still too delicate.
Enjin couldn't stop the car at all when she was so delicate. After hearing what he said, tears came out all at once.
Gu Meng had no choice but to stretch out her hand towards him, teasing a child and said, "Teacher Gu, hug me and stop crying. Every boy is so embarrassing to cry."
"..."
I've already lost face in front of this person, and it doesn't seem to matter if I lose face a little more.
Enjin didn't insist on anything, turned around and fell into Gu Meng's arms, burying her face in his neck.
Dou Da's tears immediately wet the clothes on Gu Meng's shoulders.
"Why are you so unlucky..." Enjin said in a tone of resentment, choking with sobs, "Why do you always encounter these things?"
"..." Gu Meng thought, I'm innocent too, okay
Rubbing Enjin's hair, following his intentions, he said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry for being so disappointing and embarrassing to you."
"Do you know you're wrong?" Enjin sniffed and said, "Do you know the consequences of not acting with me?"
"... Got it." Even though Gu Meng disagreed in her heart, she still coaxed her first.
Enjin finally relaxed her body, apparently satisfied with his answer.
Being hugged and rubbed by Gu Meng, the whole body is full of soft and sweet fragrance, Enjin has to admit how much she likes this feeling.
Thinking of the cold reception he had received these days, because of Gu Meng's ups and downs, and feeling worried about him, he couldn't help complaining.
"I could have been very happy..." He said hoarsely, tears rolling in his eyes.
Gu Meng pinched the back of his neck, and let out a "huh" indifferently.
Enjin continued to complain: "It's all men who killed me."
“……………”
Impressive.
Impressive.
How many times have you been scumbed before you feel such pain
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