Ning Qiushui did not deceive Bai Xiaoxiao.
Of course, there is personal friendship involved in helping each other, but it is more because of the sense of fate.
The letter he received originally asked him to protect Bai Xiaoxiao from dying in his second bloody door. If the "letter" is the gear of their destiny, then Bai Xiaoxiao must have as important a role as him and cannot be broken. The damage is here.
Even if Ning Qiushui died in the eighth door, he would think that he was not capable enough and could not bear his fate.
As for whether Bai Xiaoxiao would be sad because of his departure, even if Ning Qiushui cared, it would not interfere with her choice.
Of course Bai Xiaoxiao also understands Ning Qiushui.
The other party is not a flattering servant, but a gentle but selfish traveler.
She had a good impression of Ning Qiu Shui, and she knew that he did the same.
But Ning Qiushui would not change his choice for her.
This time it was not so much that he was helping her, but that Ning Qiu Shui thought "she needs to do this".
Bai Xiaoxiao hated such people the most, but she couldn't hate Ning Qiushui.
She is no longer a little girl, and she knows that there will not be a prince charming in this world who will hold her in his hands and love her unconditionally like in fairy tales.
Of course there are feelings in the adult world, but that is no longer the first consideration.
"You're so annoying."
Bai Xiaoxiao said, raised his head and took a sip of wine, then savagely lifted half of Ning Qiushui's mask, held Ning Qiushui's head and kissed him on the lips.
It's more of a bite than a kiss.
After a brief kiss, the two separated. Bai Xiaoxiao stretched out her index finger and touched his bleeding lips, calming her mind:
"I'm drunk and want to go home to rest. You can take me back. You can go to Xiangchun Mental Hospital to find Zhao Er tomorrow morning."
"Keep yourself safe."
Ning Qiushui sipped her blood and nodded.
"good."
They left the bar, and Ning Qiushui called the driver in the bar who was responsible for picking up guests and took her back to Rosemary.
"You two, walk slowly."
The driver took Bai Xiaoxiao and threw a few hundred tips casually, his eyes narrowed with laughter.
After returning to Bai Xiaoxiao's home, she took out some information and threw it to Ning Qiushui.
"About Xiangchun Mental Hospital, there may be something you need here."
"I'm sleepy, let's go to bed first."
Ning Qiushui nodded slightly.
"Good night."
"Good night."
After Bai Xiaoxiao left, Ning Qiushui lowered his head and opened the information.
Xiangchun Mental Hospital is a very old mental hospital, and its history is even older than that of Shiliu City. Xiangchun Mental Hospital was established when Shiliu City was still a small town.
This place is said to be a mental sanatorium, but rather a semi-public prison, specially responsible for detaining those who are mentally ill and pose a threat to society.
Ordinary people cannot enter.
But Ning Qiushui has something to do with it.
Military ties.
He called the "Washing Machine" and after some communication, the other party asked him to wait.
After hanging up the phone, Ning Qiushui waited for about ten minutes before receiving a new call.
The other party was an indifferent female voice:
"Are you the coffin?"
Ning Qiushui replied:
"I am, you are..."
"I am Qi Runzhi, the administrator of Xiangchun Mental Sanatorium. Do you want to find Zhao Er?"
"Yes, I have some personal matters that I would like to talk to him alone."
"Okay, I will wait for you at the entrance of the nursing home at nine o'clock tomorrow morning. When you arrive, I will explain the relevant matters to you and then take you to see Zhao Er."
After the other party finished speaking briefly, he immediately cut off the contact, as if he didn't want to have anything to do with Ning Qiushui.
Ning Qiushui looked at her mobile phone and smiled a little.
Although they haven't met yet, he has already developed a strong interest in Zhao Er.
This person... is really full of mystery and weirdness.
The night passed.
The next morning, after Ning Qiushui ate the porridge Bai Xiaoxiao cooked for him, he said goodbye to her and took a taxi all the way to Xiangchun Mental Sanatorium.
A strong, muscular woman wearing a white doctor's uniform stood waiting at the door. After the two met, Ning Qiushui reached out and shook her hand.
"Ms. Qi?"
"it's me."
After a brief negotiation, Ning Qiushui followed Qi Runzhi towards the depths of Xiangchun Mental Sanatorium.
This is a very strange place. Although the warm winter sun outside is very bright, as soon as Ning Qiushui entered this sanatorium, she felt a lingering coldness.
Very light, yet very familiar.
Ning Qiushui had only experienced this abnormal coldness from ghosts in the Blood Sect world.
At that moment, Ning Qiushui immediately became alert!
Could it be...that there is something unclean in this mental sanatorium?
He hid the copper coin on his fingertips, made a small movement, and looked around with the help of the copper coin.
It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, Ning Qiushui really discovered something after taking a look.
Many places in Xiangchun Mental Sanatorium are filled with light red, and there is even a dilapidated building. The intensity of red inside is... even comparable to that of the mist world.
"arrive."
While Ning Qiushui was observing, Qi Runzhi's cold voice sounded again.
The two stood at the door of the lobby on the next floor of the dilapidated building.
"This is the key. Zhao Er is on the highest floor, room 614."
Ning Qiushui looked at the key that Qi Runzhi handed to her, and her eyes moved slightly:
"Aren't you going?"
Qi Runzhi shook his head, a trace of taboo overflowing from the depths of his eyes.
"Not going."
"I don't like that person."
"I'm waiting for you here... Before I go in, I'll give you a piece of advice."
Ning Qiushui:
"you say."
Qi Runzhi:
"If he says something strange to you, don't believe it."
"This guy has mental problems, he's very sick."
Ning Qiushui nodded:
"I understand, thank you."
He took the key, got directly into the dilapidated elevator, and pressed the number 6 on it.
The elevator starts and moves upward slowly.
Ning Qiushui was thinking about how he should communicate with Zhao Er later.
The space inside is small, and the smell is not very good. It feels very dusty. The screen above the head in front of me shows the number of floors going up, and I soon reached the fourth floor.
But then, a strange thing happened.
In the elevator, button No. 5... suddenly lit up red.
Ning Qiushui stared at the No. 5 button that lit up in front of her, and cold sweat slowly broke out on her back.
Isn't he the only one in the elevator?
PS: There are two more updates tonight.
