The sky was still dark.
"Drip, drip."
Some sort of liquid dripped from above onto my chest.
I don't know if I'm awake yet. She seemed to have woken up, but at the same time, she seemed to not have woken up.
What liquid dripped onto my chest?
Hmm?
What kind of liquid dripped onto my chest?
Motherf * cker! Didn't Qiao Naihe wet the bed? Motherf * cker, how old are you to still wet the bed! It was fine if he wet the bed. Why did she have to sleep on my upper bunk! The bed board was leaking! He had wet the bed.
This kind of thing was disgusting.
I opened my eyes!
The bed board above her head was red, and it was dripping with dark red blood.
Some of the blood had already coagulated, while others were dripping. I raised my head slightly and found that my bed was covered in blood. He twitched his nose slightly and could smell a faint fishy smell.
Could this be Qiao Naihe's blood? Could he have lost so much blood?
"Naihe? Naihe!"
For some reason, my voice turned hoarse. However, if Qiao Naihe was awake, he should be able to hear my voice.
With so much blood flowing, could he still be alive? Yesterday, Wang Sicheng's death was very strange.
I couldn't move my body. Could it be that I've fallen for it too?
My hand suddenly moved on its own. At first, it was just trembling on its own. In the end, I actually choked myself.
My hands are choking my throat? Moreover, he wanted to strangle him to death!
What a joke! I can't believe that one day, I will die by my own hands. I had never thought of such a way of dying. I thought I would die of old age in bed. He died in bed, but he couldn't say that he died of old age, right?
I only felt a little regretful and a little ridiculous before I died. How ridiculous was it to be strangled to death by him?
I can't die.
Because I don't want to die yet.
It's fine if I die, but I can't die like this. I tried my best to control my hands with my mind. After all, this is my hand. How can I allow someone else or something else to control it and kill me?
Normally, it was very easy to control his hands. Today, it became extremely painful. When I tried to control my hand, I felt a buzzing in my head and pain. Not only was I unable to control my body, even my consciousness was much weaker. My consciousness had never been so weak before, and my will had never been so firm before. I wasn't focused, but my will was very firm. However, can my will really overcome all of this?
I don't know why, but I feel like I'm seeing something. Wang Sicheng's death, Qiao Naihe's death…although I'm still not completely sure if Qiao Naihe is really dead. But…there was so much blood on the bed…How could Qiao Naihe have so much blood on her? The blood in his body had probably already dried up, right?
"You still have the mood to think about this now."
I didn't know where this voice came from. It seemed to be close to my ear, but it also seemed to be far away. The voice was very clear.
I'm already very tired, but I'm still unwilling to die like this.
I seemed to have some control over my hands and no longer strangled my neck so tightly.
His breathing…started to become smoother.
The blood that dripped down from the top of the bed condensed in the air and gradually turned into a red and black palm-sized dagger.
If this dagger falls, it will pierce my chest. As for the consequences, I don't know. I don't even dare to imagine it.
I struggled hard, even though my body was no longer obedient.
"Bang!" I fell off the bed. My efforts have finally succeeded!
My left shoulder and face were already numb from the pain. She shouldn't have fallen from the bed like this. This can only mean that the moment I fell to the ground, my body completely lost control.
I could already control my body, although I was still trembling.
What I want to know the most now is how Qiao Naihe is doing. Him? Was he dead?
I tried to climb the ladder to the top bunk. What usually looked easy had become so difficult. My body trembled uncontrollably, as if I would fall off the ladder easily.
I only took a glance.
Qiao Naihe sat on the bed, leaning against the white wall behind him. His face was pale and his mouth was wide open. He seemed to have been frightened by something. The lower half of Qiao Naihe's body was a bloody mess, and the bones on his legs were exposed in many places.
I always thought I was a bold person, at least a lot more courageous than the average person. However, I was really shocked this time. Qiao Naihe's hands were spread out like eagle's claws as he propped himself up on the bed. His hands were covered in blood and flesh. Could it be that his legs were scratched by his own hands?
This was too unbelievable. There was not much meat left on his right leg, and his left leg was also a bloody mess, as if it had been ground by a meat grinder.……Did he do all this with his own hands?
I gasped and fell off the ladder like a piece of wood. When I landed, my head seemed to have hit something very hard. It should be the steel ladder on the other side of the bed.
I can feel the intensity of this collision. It was very heavy.
If I were hit like this normally, the back of my head would definitely hurt. This time, I didn't feel any pain. My head didn't seem to belong to me anymore. At least, I lost consciousness.
The sky gradually darkened again.
Could it be that the sky had turned dark? Now…it was clearly morning. The sky would only get brighter and brighter. Why would it get darker and darker?
I want to escape from this place, even if I can't see anything now.
Wang Sicheng was dead, and so was Qiao Naihe. I don't want to be the third one.
I wanted to crawl to the door and shout. I felt that I was loud enough to attract the attention of others. But I can't be sure, because my ears can't hear anything.
Are my ears deaf? Or is my throat unable to make any sound? I think I've used all my strength to shout. But I couldn't hear anything.
My body kept trembling and refused to listen to my orders. It seemed to be a very difficult thing to climb out.
I didn't know how long I crawled for, but I finally reached the door. After spending a long time, I unlocked the door.
I'm out.
But so what? Even though I escaped from this room, nothing changed.
Now, I have lost all my strength. I don't even have the strength to open my eyes. I wanted to cry, but I realized that not only did I open my eyes, I didn't even have the strength to cry. My body seemed to have been completely drained of energy.
I can't accept this!
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