The night on the island is very quiet. People who live in the city and are used to clutter suddenly feel a little uncomfortable facing such an island. Especially Fang Daichuan, with his occupation, the working hours are 24 hours a day, 365 days. When he is busy, there is no difference between night and day. Occasionally, when I have a few days of leisure, I call friends to drink and sing, or I play cards in black games. Entertainment and socializing are also part of my daily work.
It stands to reason that Fang Daichuan would definitely sleep in his room for seven days and seven nights when he suddenly encountered such a holiday island without work. Unfortunately, this island is not a holy place for leisure and vacation, but an abyss that eats people's lives.
Tonight is bound to be a sleepless night.
The long conference table in the hall on the first floor was full of people again.
Li Sinian sat in the corner with his legs crossed and his head lowered to play with his magnetic card. The corner of the magnetic card dangled back and forth between his hand and the table. Yang Song was sitting in the top position, grinding her nails. Her nails were painted with mango-colored nail polish, which was mottled by herself, as if she was nervous. The young lovers were still sitting together.
Fang Daichuan held the cardboard boxes, and Ding Zihui distributed clothes and water to those sitting. Things seem to be a lot, but they are actually in short supply. Fang Daichuan himself only got three bottles of mineral water and two packs of compressed biscuits. The girls got a little more, which was not enough to support the seven-day and night diet.
There were still four or five people who did not come down, and Fang Daichuan put their water in front of their empty seats.
At the same time, a middle-aged uncle looked at the T-shirt that was given to him, and then looked down at his figure, with a smirk: "This is obviously not well received, so there is no big size?"
This uncle looked like a successful person, wearing a shirt and trousers, serious and imposing. Looking at the face, it should look good when you are young, and your figure is still good, but after all, you are no longer young, and it is still difficult to stuff it into this tight fit T. Fang Daichuan remembered him, he was quite calm during the day, he was not as startled as others, and he seemed not to be easily provoked.
"There are no large sizes, they are all one-size-fits-all." Li Sinian raised his eyelids and glanced at the man, "You can make do with it."
The big boss didn't move much during the day, his white shirt was clean, not to mention blood splattered, he didn't even sweat a lot, and he didn't really need clothes. He looked around and looked at Yang Song who was sitting at the top: "Girl, what's your name?"
Yang Song was not emotional, raised his head and spit out two words: "Yang Song."
"Oh, my name is Du Chaosheng." Boss Du smiled slightly, with a shrewd look on his face, "Girl, look, this island, no matter what, we have to stay for seven days. You can't just change clothes once in seven days Right? Anyway, I can’t wear this clothes, how about I exchange it for a bottle of water with you?”
The young lovers were cuddling tightly together, but the boy looked up at each other when he heard what Boss Du said. Fang Daichuan was opposite him, and accidentally saw this look. How should I say that look, there is a strange concentration and thinking. When the box was discovered just now, the boy squatted on the ground and made a few jokes with him. He was quite a casual person, and he didn't seem to be casually hostile to others. He wouldn't have guessed Boss Du's ID card based on these two sentences, right? Fang Daichuan guessed a terrible possibility. He recalled Boss Du's words, but he had no clue.
As a girl, Yang Song got a bottle of water and a pack of biscuits more than the men. Hearing this, she looked up at the white T-shirt, sneered, and said to Boss Du, "I'm not sure I can live for seven days and seven nights. This deal is not a good deal for me."
Boss Du wanted to say something more, but the young couple looked at each other when they heard the words. The girl turned her head and said to Boss Du, "Then, shall we change it with you?" Together, it seems that there is a sense of living and dying together.
It turned out that they needed clothes. Fang Daichuan was relieved. If these people had occupied the high IQ and were not in the same dimension latitude as him, this game would really be unplayable.
Boss Du was stunned for a moment, and without further questioning, he pushed the clothes to the two of them, and said with a smile, "What do you call them?"
The boy stuffed a bottle of water into the opponent's hand, without even raising his face, he said coldly, "Du Wei, her name is Chen Hui."
The atmosphere in the hall was a little awkward.
Yang Song pulled his face down inexplicably, and snorted in a low voice: "I need to get an extra set of clothes for seven days? What do you want to do, such useless clothes."
Chen Hui didn't know what she thought of, her face turned red, she looked up at Yang Song, and retorted: "No! The suggestion that brother Li Sinian said is very good, we want to visit various places on the island Turning around, thinking about this may not necessarily return early the next morning, and preparing an extra piece of clothing is to take this into consideration."
Yang Song pulled the corner of his mouth: "Yes, yes, what do you say?"
Chen Hui wanted to say something more, but Du Wei who was beside him pulled her arm.
Sitting on the side of the table was another middle-aged man in his fifties, timid and unable to sit up straight. He was shorter than Boss Du, but his figure was out of shape. He came out in a hurry and couldn't button his shirt. He was licking his beer belly, which symbolized his age.
"Me too, I can't wear it either. Look, can you change it with me?" Beer Belly said with a smile, wiping his bald forehead with a handkerchief while talking.
No one paid him any attention.
Yang Song sneered, turned around and unscrewed a bottle of water and took a sip. The two young lovers were getting bored, Chen Hui tilted her head on Du Wei's shoulder, holding his earlobe and whispering some wet words of love in his ear.
The beer belly put down the T-shirt awkwardly.
Ding Zihui was probably afraid that the things would be taken away by others, so she picked up the things that were allotted to her, and said with a smile: "I'll put these in the room first, Fang Daichuan, don't you go back to the room to sleep?" She might be a little scared, thinking Encourage Fang Daichuan to go up too, so as to be a companion.
Fang Daichuan glanced at Li Sinian.
Li Sinian let out a chuckle: "What do you mean by asking if you're going to sleep? Are you going to sleep with me tonight?"
Fang Daichuan blushed instantly.
The speaker didn't mean it, but the listener meant it, and Ding Zihui's face turned red all of a sudden. Only then did he feel that what he just said was really inappropriate, as if he was inviting someone to sleep together. She turned around and ran up the second floor quickly.
Li Sinian sat in the corner, resting his chin on his right hand in a daze.
Fang Daichuan watched the girl's back running up to the second floor, and sat down next to Li Sinian, with his chin on the table.
"The blood on it hasn't been wiped off yet." Li Sinian glanced at him and mocked.
Fang Daichuan straightened up suddenly, straightened his back, with an indescribable expression on his face, a little disgusted and a little frightened.
Li Sinian laughed loudly: "I'm lying to you! It didn't splash here at all."
Fang Daichuan gave him a resentful look.
"So what are you all waiting for here?" Fang Daichuan asked with a frown as he couldn't understand the plot.
Li Sinian glanced upstairs and smiled slightly: "Wait for an ending."
"???" Fang Daichuan had a black question mark face of "what the hell are you doing?"
As if in response to him, a scream burst out from upstairs.
With a girl's voice, Fang Daichuan jumped up from his seat and rushed up the stairs in three or two steps.
He ran into Ding Zihui with a bang at the end of the corridor on the second floor, and bumped into Ding Zihui halfway. The girl screamed in fright, waving her arms in the air desperately, seeing Fang Daichuan's face, she didn't feel at ease, but struggled desperately, trying to escape downstairs past him.
"Calm down!" Fang Daichuan hit the girl several times, frowning and embracing her, comforting her, "Calm down, girl, what are you hiding?!"
Ding Zihui looked up at him in a daze for two seconds, then looked back at the empty corridor, the large French windows were open, the curtains were blown up by the wind, and the tassels at the corner of the curtains were flying in the dark corridor. The drinking water and biscuits she was assigned were spilled all over the floor, and her white T-shirt was thrown on the ground, as if a person was crawling.
The girl made a smart move, and her body gradually softened. Fang Daichuan pressed against her, and could feel the softening of the other's body muscles. He hastily stretched out his hand to stop her, half-supporting and half-holding her, and pulled her to the corner.
"Want... want to go down?" Fang Daichuan asked, "There is a light downstairs, turn it on."
Ding Zihui waved his hand, broke free from his support, pinched the brass handrail of the stairs with one hand, supported his leg with the other, and stared at his face vigilantly.
Fang Daichuan raised his head and exhaled, he raised his hands helplessly, and signaled: "Don't be afraid, I really have no other intentions, what did you encounter?"
Just as he was talking, there were several crackling sounds on the stairs, and Du Wei and Chen Hui from downstairs ran up, and after a while Yang Song also came up, probably because he felt that he was downstairs with three men who didn't know the details Son, it's more dangerous for her. Several girls supported Ding Zihui.
There were too many people, and Ding Zihui calmed down a little.
Yang Song looked impatient, but he still gave Ding Zihui a bottle of water in his hand, and unscrewed the bottle cap for her: "Is there any prospect?! What did you meet, and what about it?"
Ding Zihui's hands were shaking all the time, Fang Daichuan didn't notice just now. Now that she was holding the water bottle, Fang Daichuan realized that the girl's hands were trembling and she had sprinkled several sips of water, which made Yang Song's heart ache.
She stared blankly at the empty corridor, stuffed two sips of water into her mouth nervously, took a few deep breaths, and then said: "Just now, when I came up just now, there was a person hiding behind the curtain... She pointed to the flying curtains, her face full of horror, and she shivered when she thought of the scene just now, "I don't feel right, a needle stuck in my arm."
As she said, she turned her arm over, and everyone saw a bright red scratch on the outside of her upper arm.
Immediately quiet. The breathing of several people was clearly audible, and it was unknown who swallowed their throats and swallowed saliva. With a bang, it was very obvious.
Yang Song shuddered: "Have you seen who it is?"
Ding Zihui cried and shook his head: "No, I was terrified. I shrank my arms and turned around and ran away. Am I going to die? Am I going to die?! Who is the witch! Does anyone have an antidote? Please! Give me a shot!"
Fang Daichuan's heart tightened.
Li Sinian's voice came from below: "Don't panic, let me see."
He followed behind, Boss Du, and that sweaty beer belly followed. Everyone looked nervous.
Ding Zihui stretched out his arm to show Li Sinian as if grasping at a straw. Li Sinian moved closer, and used his fingers to pinch it over for a closer look.
The scar was very long, but very shallow, and only cut through the outermost layer of skin, oozing out some tiny drops of blood.
"It's okay." Li Sinian looked at it carefully. His skin temperature was very low, and Ding Zihui shivered unconsciously. "It's not injected, so it will be fine."
As he spoke, he held down Fang Daichuan's hand calmly, and Fang Daichuan's right hand was stretched into his waist pocket.