192. Chapter 192 String your heart with mine (11)


Chapter 192 String your heart with mine (11)

“Oh.”

Fortunately, Xin Li is not very smart and did not understand what Wen Chan meant. .

He silently put down his sleeves, but Wen Chan grabbed his hand and raised it in front of her.

His entire arm looked like it had been sawed off from above the wrist. There was a neat cross section, and the flesh on the section could be clearly seen.

Above the wrist, only white bones remained, while below the wrist, it looked no different from a normal human hand.

The reason why the flesh on his wrist is left is probably because he has to wear a watch.

If only the bones are left, it will be too thin to wear.

Wen Chan silently put down his hand.

Xin Li kept peeking at her, not even daring to breathe.

Seeing that Wen Chan was silent, she didn't make any comment on her situation.

Xin Li pursed his lips.

What does this mean?

He thought that since he had been exposed, he could reveal everything about himself to her bit by bit.

Let her accept it slowly, so that she will not be suddenly frightened by him when she sees any strange situation like just now.

But she didn't speak, which made Xin Li feel a little flustered for no reason.

“You just said you wouldn’t dislike me!”

Xin Li suddenly grabbed Wen Chan’s hand, “Don’t lie to me.”

“I can You didn’t say anything, why are you so anxious?”

Wen Chan pulled her hand back.

Xin Li was stunned, "Cicada, you..."

He was in a hurry just because he didn't say anything!

Xin Li stared at her hand that was withdrawing, and suddenly felt a little unhappy again.

Not even allowed to hold hands...

"Wait, wait...it doesn't work here..."

Xin Li was angry one second, but shyly stopped Wen Chan the next.

Because Wen Chan's hands started to take off his clothes dishonestly.

"Cicada, this won't work!"

He was pressed down on the hospital bed, with his hand stretched across his chest, his face flushed and alert, and his voice was even louder.

Wen Chan knelt on one knee beside the bed, looked at him condescendingly, and said a classic scumbag quote, "I'll see if I don't do anything to you."

She wanted to see where Xin Li's upper body was cut.

Currently, the head and neck look normal, and the collarbone can even be seen.

If he had a layer of human skin stretched over his upper body, there was none on his arms.

Just like a balloon, there must be an air inlet before it can be blown up.

Wen Chan is really curious!

"I just can't look at it!"

Xin Li covered his clothes tightly.

It’s better to do something to him.

Do something, get under the covers, and he does the same with his phantom limb.

But if you look at it, she can really see her uglier look.

"You..." Wen Chan put her hands on her hips and kept a straight face, trying to scare him.

There was a sudden buzzing vibration on my wrist.

Wen Chan stopped, raised his hand and glanced at his watch.

It was Yu Fei who was crazy about her in the group.

Wen Chan: [111]

He scrolled through too many screens and didn’t see anything posted on them.

Wen Chan quickly replied and said that she was watching.

Sure enough, Yu Fei stopped.

Wen Chan padded upward little by little, and finally saw some help messages about Yu Fei.

But Shu Qiuyao left later.

Then Shu Qiuyao also started asking for help.

Shu Qiuyao: [Originally, we were almost restoring the morgue to its original state, but suddenly we reset it again. It took us so long, but it was all in vain! I don’t want to do it anymore, help me! 】

Wen Chan: "..."

Xin Li is fully responsible for this matter.

Who would have thought that he would suddenly jump off a building and use this trick to restore his beauty.

Yu Fei: [@文Chan, you must have been here before, right? How did you get out at that time? Please tell me! 】

At this time, Yu Fei and Shu Qiuyao hugged each other and looked around warily, fearing that something dirty would appear out of nowhere.

I can’t stand it, it’s too eerie.

Yu Fei is a bit wary, because the sound of the small trumpet will sound anytime and anywhere, and it scares him every time it sounds.

He didn't notice at all that Shu Qiuyao, who was being held by him, was peeking at him.

Shu Qiuyao didn't know what expression to make at this moment.

Assuming this is a haunted house, boys should generally protect girls, right?

She was "scared" and took the initiative to get into his arms. As a result, the other party held him tighter than her and looked more scared than her.

This made Shu Qiuyao almost lose all her good feelings towards him.

How could a man be such a waste!

If it weren't for the fact that he had revealed his wealth inadvertently, Shu Qiuyao would have stopped trying to catch him.

Yes, when Yu Fei sent a message to Wen Chan just now, he accidentally clicked on his profile.

Shu Qiuyao was next to him at that time and took a sneak peek.

That long list of points is mouth-watering.

This man is a bit of a coward, but with so many points, as long as he is willing to spend 100 million points on her, she is still willing to stay with him.

"How's it going? Brother Yu Fei, what's wrong with Wen Chan?"

Shu Qiuyao leaned her face on his shoulder and asked fearfully.

Yu Fei didn't seem to notice how ambiguous the two people's postures were. He stared closely at his watch, for fear of missing Wen Chan's message.

After waiting for a long time, he shouted excitedly: "She's back!"

Wen Chan: [Take the stairs, it's such a big safe passage staircase, you can take it anytime you want. . 】

Yu Fei: "???"

Shu Qiuyao: "???"

"What are you doing? Why don't you continue? Do you need me to rush you?"

>At this moment, Yu Fei felt a dark wind blowing by his ears.

Surrounded by the sound of small speakers.

Because of the plot reset, the morgue they had set up was now in chaos again.

Little Speaker continued: "You just pray to your companions outside not to do wrong things again, otherwise you will never be able to finish the show and you will never be able to get out."

After a pause, Little Speaker Then reminded, "Oh, by the way, your other friend may really not be able to hold on anymore."

Yu Fei quickly raised his hand and touched his ears.

"Did you hear that?" he asked Shu Qiuyao in his arms in a trembling voice.

Shu Qiuyao stared at his watch, "I saw it."

Wen Chan's super simple method.

"No, I mean the sound of the trumpet...did you hear it?" Yu Fei said.

"I heard it." Shu Qiuyao replied.

Yu Fei: “What should I do?”

"You ask me?" Shu Qiuyao twitched the corner of her mouth, with some disgust on her face.

Fortunately, the lights in the morgue were dim and Yu Fei could not see her expression at all.

She hugged Yu Fei's waist tightly and her voice softened a lot, "Brother Yu Fei, I will listen to you."

Yu Fei: "..."

It is better to listen to Wen Chan than to listen to him.

But is the method Wen Chan said really possible?

Yu Fei asked in the group: [Is it really possible? Generally speaking, if this situation does not complete the other party's task, it will not let us leave. 】

【But it keeps resetting outside, and we can’t finish it in ten thousand years. People are almost freezing. 】

Wen Chan: [It controls the elevator, but it won’t let you start the elevator. You have long legs, and you can’t walk up the stairs? 】

【If the elevator is broken, take the stairs. Don’t you know this common sense? Are you too stupid to pass a copy? 】Yu Fei: "..."

He chatted with Wen Chan without avoiding Shu Qiuyao.

When Shu Qiuyao saw Wen Chan's words, she raised her hand and pinched her eyebrows.

I have to say that in many cases they are a bit too silly.

Limited by some inherent thinking.

For example, now, by default, they cannot leave until they complete the tasks given by Xiao Xiaoxiao.

But the legs are on them and they really want to leave. There are ten thousand ways to go.

Even climbing a pipe is possible.

Not to mention taking the stairs, a method that was placed in front of them but they had never thought of.

Maybe it’s the fixed thinking in their subconscious that makes them think something will happen if they leave.

In fact, it was just a disembodied voice with no entity. What were you afraid of?

It really has the ability to do something to them. It has already done it, so why keep using words to threaten them?

Yu Fei and Shu Qiuyao looked at each other and suddenly ran towards the stairs.

The air in the entire morgue was stagnant for a moment.

The next second, the heart-rending roar of the small speaker echoed.

"Come back here!"

"Did that woman teach you?"

"Damn it! Don't take the elevator next time, otherwise you will suffer a lot if I catch you. ! "

Ah! Damn you! Damn it!"

It must have been them!

The two of them even ran away in the same posture!

Yu Fei and Shu Qiuyao only heard the roar behind them, but there was nothing to stop them, so they ran upstairs boldly.

Back on the first floor, Yu Fei couldn't wait to run out of the building, opened his hands, and embraced the sunshine outside.

He was so cold!

Shu Qiuyao had been following him when she suddenly felt something and looked up upstairs.

I saw a figure retracting from a window on the third floor. It was as if the person was just passing by the window and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

But she clearly felt the gaze.

Wen Chan was on the eighth floor, Wen Ning and Ruan Yan were resting in the dormitory. One person died in the group, including her and Yu Fei.

All seven people have shown up, and only the last player is left. His presence was not strong last night. After everyone left their busy work this morning, he has not spoken in the group.

Although the group was so lively, he did not say a word. If he were not still in the group, proving that he was alive, others would not feel his presence at all.

What are his tasks during the day?

Have you finished it?

No one knows except himself whether he needs help or not.

"Thank you, Shu Qiuyao. You came to stay with me even though you were scared to death. You are such a good person!"

Yu Fei in front suddenly turned around and grinned at her.

Under the sun, his smile was particularly bright.

Shu Qiuyao was slightly startled.

Although she disagreed with what he said about being afraid, she had not seen such a pure smile for a long time.

Shu Qiuyao is not the only one who has ideas about another player, Wen Chan is also paying attention.

He and the director had been silent all morning, and then the director died, but he was still alive.

Doesn’t ask for help, doesn’t ask for help, like a lonely loner who doesn’t bother to share news with anyone.

Wen Chan clicked into the group and took a look at his name.

High rice.

I remember correctly that the position he was assigned was a doctor, an ordinary doctor.

He doesn’t have as much power as a director, and he doesn’t have the conditions to perform surgery.

Looks ordinary.

Wen Chan could not imagine what the task assigned to him would be.

Just like the head nurse, it is to solve the relationship between patients and nurses.

Shu Qiuyao, mediates the unstable mood of the patient.

Yu Fei, performs surgery on patients.

What about him?

Wen Chan is a little confused.

"Cicada, what's in the watch? You've been looking at it for a long time!"

Xin Li couldn't figure it out either.

Why can a person be chatting with him and suddenly start to stare at a watch?

He fell on the bed still holding his chest, even prepared to be forced by Wen Chan.

As a result she stopped.

This feeling is so uncomfortable.

Wen Chan came back to her senses and glanced at him with lowered eyes, "I bully you and you say no, but if I don't bully you, you feel uncomfortable again, right?"

Xin Li: "..." Exposed by...!

Wen Chan: "You just like to play forced drama, right?"

Xin Li: "..." I have this kind of hobby.

"I'll ask you one last time, do you want to see it?" Wen Chan's voice became colder.

Xin Li asked weakly: "If you don't show me, will Cicada take action?"

Wen Chan raised her eyebrows, "Of course!"

Xin Li said without thinking, "Then I won't give it!"

Wen Chan: "..."

Abused He seems to have never changed in this tendency.

Xin Li's face was obviously red and humiliated, but his eyes were vaguely expectant.

Wen Chan lived up to his expectations and rushed towards him, reaching out and starting to pull off his clothes.

As he said no, no, no, I took off his hospital gown.

There was a feeling that the louder he shouted, the more excited she became.

Then Wen Chan saw a pink and white body.

Eight strong abdominal muscles, a mermaid line, and a mole next to the mermaid line.

A very familiar body.

But...

Wen Chan slapped him on the stomach and said, "Change back!"

How could a person with a face so thin and sunken be so thin? Good figure? !

Xin Li winced in response to her slap, stared at her with watery eyes, and asked in a low voice: "Don't you like Cicada?"

Wen Chan lay down next to him and took the opportunity to wipe her abdominal muscles, "I would like it if you changed your personality, but I want to see you now."

"Oh..."

Xin Li blinked. Except for his head, the air quickly began to leak, and finally turned into a layer of skin adsorbed on his frame.

The last layer of human skin was absorbed by the skeleton. The person who was intact just now was left with only a white skeleton.

But his head is still normal.

Wen Chan: "..."

She looked at his skeleton up and down. There were even cracks in the bones in some places, and she didn't know what she had encountered before.

Wen Chan finally moved her gaze to Xin Li's face.

Xin Li was also looking at her. They looked at each other and neither of them spoke.

Xin Li tentatively hooked one of Wen Chan's fingers with his skeletal hand, not even daring to use force.

He showed her his ugliest self.

I want her to feel sorry for me, but I am also afraid that she will dislike me.

Very complex emotions.

"Been beaten?"

Wen Chan suddenly pointed to a crack in his ribs.

Xin Li glanced down, reached out and touched it, and said confusedly: "Maybe? I forgot a little."

Wen Chan didn't know what expression to make, "Can I forget this?"

Xin Li nodded, "Too many times, maybe it was injured at that time."

"What do you mean?" Wen Chan narrowed her eyes.

This happens too many times, what does it mean?

How many times have you been beaten?

Or...how many times have you been disemboweled?

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