The half hour alone with Li Zheng was a half hour with extremely complicated emotions for Yan Yueming.
He only wanted to bandage his senior, worried about his injuries, and swore in his heart that he never had any impure thoughts. But when Li Zheng naturally took off his shirt in front of him and saw the other person's body unexpectedly, his eyes became a little straight.
Li Zheng sat on the chair, raising his hands to rest on the back of the chair, his rain-wet hair brushing his shoulders and neck, which was a bit annoying. I tried to find a rope to tie it up with, but found nothing. Looking back, he saw Yan Yueming standing there blankly looking at him. He asked, "Didn't you say you wanted to bandage it for me?"
"Oh, oh, here it comes." Yan Yueming stepped forward quickly, but did not dare to look up at him.
Fortunately, the senior's injuries were concentrated on his waist and back, so he could just stand back.
Seeing those injuries, Yan Yueming felt ashamed of her impurity. The senior's injuries were caused by them. He didn't bandage their wounds properly, and it was inappropriate to think about what was there and what was not.
He keeps himself busy, and when he is busy he won't think about things. He was cleaning the wounds, bandaging them, heating water, and handing over towels. Although he wasn't good at fighting, he was meticulous and his movements were not slow.
My aunt said that doing ordinary things well is also a skill.
"Yan Yueming." Li Zheng called him again.
"Senior?" Yan Yueming quickly raised his head.
"What are you thinking about?"
"No, no."
Why not dodge?
Li Zheng was very sure that this junior was not good at lying. It's easy to write everything on his face, easy to understand... No, maybe it's not like this for everyone. He just pretended to be face-to-face with Zhongchun.
He was very defenseless against himself.
Wen Renjing and Que Ge also trusted him, but the subtle difference between the two was still obvious. At least Wen Renjing would blush when he was hung on a tree in the Golden Kingdom, but that was because the little kid blushed because he felt embarrassed. From then on, he was as well-behaved as a quail, and he didn't dare to raise his head.
Yan Yueming but...
"Senior, can I wipe your hair?" Yan Yueming finished bandaging his wounds and made a cautious but eager request while he was putting on his clothes.
Li Zheng glanced at him. Because he was injured and mentally weak, his expression was always cold, even a little bleak. Yan Yueming felt guilty when he saw him. Just when he thought he was going to be rejected, Li Zheng said lightly, "Just wipe it."
He seemed to be really tired. He leaned on the back of the chair and said no more.
Yan Yueming suddenly became serious again, holding the towel as if he was completing a great undertaking. He was afraid of disturbing the senior's wounds and disturbing his rest, so he moved very gently. It felt like breaking ground on Tai Sui's head, and I was a little nervous. My eyes swept over his perfect and neat jawline and neck, and I didn't know where to turn my eyes.
He brainwashed himself that the senior was injured and needed care, so he forced himself to think that he was full of love. So that Li Zheng suddenly turned around, saw his gaze, and frowned slightly.
What is this little boy thinking about?
"Huh?" The slightly raised nasal voice stirred Yan Yueming's heart. His heart became alive again. They were so close, and the senior's beautiful features were right in front of him...
He didn't even frown
So pretty.
"You have a fever?" Li Zheng raised his hand,
Stick it on his forehead.
"No,
I'm just, just a little tired. "Yan Yueming finally regained some sense and did not embarrass himself. He quickly took half a step back, his heart beating very fast.
"Go back and rest when you are tired." Li Zheng stood up and took the towel from his hand. Seeing that he was still stunned there, with a smile on his lips that could not be detected without looking carefully, he raised his hand and touched his head.
"Let's go."
Walk?
Yan Yueming didn't even know how he got out.
He returned to his room, put his hands on his chest, and lay on the bed with a peaceful look on his face, all he could think about was Li Zheng. It's all his fault, the weird look, all the little cards they stuffed him with, which opened Pandora's box.
That must be the case.
This was the sequelae of that night. His spirit was poisoned by the yellow waste. Otherwise, why would he feel "abdominal muscles, abdominal muscles, abdominal muscles" whenever he closed his eyes.
It's all this world's fault, he has become impure.
This night, Yan Yueming's heart seemed to be split in two.
Half of it was in my muscles, and the other half wished I could leave home, kneel in front of the Buddha to confess my sins, and pray for the good health and safety of my seniors.
The next day, Yan Yueming woke up and sat on the bed still a little confused.
He also lit incense last night, so he was in good spirits at the moment. He had recovered from the state of growing mushrooms and persimmons in his head. When he recalled what happened before going to bed, he just felt——
What am I doing?
I just care about the seniors and didn't take advantage of him, right?
Have it?
Maybe not!
What a blessing.
Yan Yueming found that if he stayed in the gap for a long time and his mental state was affected, he would become bolder easily. It was like drinking fake wine. This time I followed my senior back to the house to wipe his hair. Next time, wouldn’t I have to...
Yan Yueming
Shaking his head, he forced himself not to think about it any more. He felt so ashamed when he thought about it anymore that he quickly got up, washed up, and splashed the cold water on his face.
When he calmed down completely, he went out with a straight face.
Wen Renjing and Zhao Shen were already sitting at the dining table eating. Hu Jiajia and Qu Gang were sitting with them. There was another man in a jacket covering his head with his clothes, his legs stretched out on the table, guarding near the door. Great place to sleep.
The rain outside hasn't stopped yet, but it has turned from a heavy rain to a light drizzle. From the hotel, many townspeople were wearing raincoats or holding umbrellas and going out, walking in a hurry in the rain.
Everything became normal again.
Yan Yueming walked over quickly and asked, "Where are Xiaoyu and the senior?"
Wen Renjing: "Senior and Zhongchun went out. Xiaoyu still has to stay in bed to recuperate, but I have sent him food, so don't worry."
Yan Yueming nodded reassuringly, but as soon as he sat down, he heard the hoarse, suppressed cry of a man faintly coming from the corridor on the first floor. It was vague and vague, and it made his skin crawl.
Just as he was about to ask, Wen Renjing gestured to him to be silent, and then explained in a low voice: "It's the middle-aged man who is crying."
Yan Yueming remembered that the man's wife was dead.
The atmosphere was a little tense. Hu Jiajia and Qu Gang actually just came out not long ago, and they seem to be in better spirits than Yan.
The moonlight is a little worse,
But it's much better than yesterday. Qu Gang couldn't help but ask: "Do you know how people die? It's so strange.
We were all in our rooms, how come we were fine and she was dead? "
Hu Jiajia also took a deep breath and quickly added: "That couple was very cautious, much more cautious than us, and they kicked in the door yesterday. Her door was locked well."
Hearing this, Zhao Shen also looked puzzled. Wen Renjing was the only one present who knew the truth. He had met Zhong Chun and Li Zheng early in the morning, but just as he was about to explain, the Jacket who was sleeping at the door opened his coat and said, "How else can he die? ? Think about it, what is the only difference between her and you?"
The only difference?
Is it a difference in identity? age? gender? Chinese Zodiac? constellation? None of them are correct. This Jacket will ask directly, indicating that the answer is obvious and they can think of it, that is——
"They are husband and wife." Wen Renjing said in a deep voice.
"By the way, I remembered. The old woman who suddenly appeared is a couple with the one at the front desk!" Hu Jiajia also had an idea, but she was still like a frightened deer, and her voice became quieter as she went on. Don't dare to shout loudly.
Several people looked at the front desk at the same time.
The old man was sitting behind the counter and taking a nap, showing no signs of waking up.
Wen Renjing: "The rules in the hotel were that one person should stay in one room, but after the old woman came, the rules changed. He is the mayor, and the mayor has multiple personalities and can transform into different forms. The old woman A person is one of them. When he becomes an old woman, she and the old man in the hotel become a couple. They are like magpie bridges meeting each other, and they only meet once in a blue moon."
Yan Yueming's mouth opened slightly, and there was surprise in her eyes, "So if one person lives in a room, it will become a couple living together? If the couple does not live together, then they have violated the rules? Is this rule serious enough to kill people? And why do women The man is dead and the man is still alive?”
Although this sounds unpleasant to say, as husband and wife are one, why don’t they die together?
Hearing this question, Wen Renjing's little face became more serious. The jacket at the door muttered something and covered his head with the jacket again.
Seeing this reaction, Yan Yueming's heart skipped a beat.
The next second, Wen Renjing used the "game theory" he was most familiar with to explain, "The mayor is a very powerful boss, and his attacks are not limited to physical attacks. When we violate the rules, everything that is triggered is actually It's a mental attack, right? You'll have the feeling of being watched, which will have an impact on the brain, followed by insanity and cognitive confusion... That couple must have committed a foul. When you broke into the door and found the body, the body He's lying on the bed, right?"
Hu Jiajia nodded heavily.
Wen Renjing: "The old woman will fall into dreams, just like the riddle of the Sphinx, and she will torture them. Those who pass will wake up, and those who will not pass will die. Silently. This is the depth of In the gap, the real strength of the big boss is revealed, and the one who kills him will always use inferior means."
Qu Gang was stunned when he heard this, "I'll go..."
Zhao Shen used to be sad that he was still single in his thirties, but now he is extremely happy that he is still a bachelor, "Then what did the mayor ask?"
Wen Renjing shook his head, "Only they themselves know this."
After finishing speaking, everyone couldn't help but turn their attention to the corridor again. If the seemingly nonexistent crying continues, as time goes by, it seems to be getting weaker and weaker, and getting deeper and deeper.
The man was immersed in grief, looking at his wife's body, crying without saying a word.
The hall also fell into unspeakable silence. For a while, the only sound was the sound of people eating.
After a while, Li Zheng and Zhong Chun came back from outside wearing raincoats, followed by two of Zhong Chun's teammates carrying wooden boxes. Yan Yueming felt that the box looked familiar, and soon remembered that it was a store cargo box.
"Hey, they're all here." When Zhongchun restrained his bad temper, his whole person was cheerful. She is not in the popular aesthetic nowadays. She has strong facial features and is tall. She has a resolute and resolute temperament about her that is difficult to look down upon.
After finishing speaking, she waved her hand and asked people to put down the wooden boxes, and said: "Comrade Xiaoyu asked for 100 million for the room, and he can't leave until he spends it all. It's an advantage for us."!
