In the dim and narrow room, cobwebs occupied almost half of the space. Dust was piled up very thick, and the color of the curtains was no longer discernible. Other than a table, the only thing that could be recognized was a bed. What Ye Qiu was glad about was…Since it was a bunk bed.
Zhang Biao, who got off the bed, snored. A tattered straw mat was casually draped over his body. As for Ye Qiu, who got on the bed, his body was wrapped in a straw mat of the same size. However, Ye Qiu did not fall asleep. His slightly turbid eyes were wide open.
Although the night light outside was alluring, it was a pity that the shabbiness of the bedroom was somewhat hurtful. The night wind blew through the window, and the small room instantly sank into dust. Ye Qiu couldn't figure out why there was such a top-grade small room in Beimang Academy, and he couldn't figure out why they would let him stay here.
It was late at night. Ye Qiu blinked his turbid eyes and took a deep breath. He wondered how Daly was doing. Could it be that she was also in a small black room that was filled with smoke and miasma? If that was really the case, it seemed that Beimang Academy shouldn't be left for long!
Slowly straightening his body, Ye Qiu couldn't take it anymore. In such a difficult environment, the snoring coming from getting off the bed had already made him endure for a long time. If it wasn't for the fact that Zhang Biao had been tortured for a day, Ye Qiu would have thrown him out. Ye Qiu got off the bed lightly. If he didn't get some fresh air, he would drive him crazy.
After leaving the small house, Ye Qiu walked on an extremely remote path. He looked at the tall buildings and sighed slightly. Once upon a time, there was a similar path in the Flowing Fire Palace. He clearly remembered that when he reached the end of the path, it was where the Scarlet Snow Palace Master slept.
At that time, although Ye Qiu was the commander of the Flowing Fire Legion, he was only a guard in front of Chi Xue. Every time it was late at night, there would always be a pair of emotionless eyes in the small forest outside Chi Xue's bedroom, staring at the beautiful figure under the candlelight. Actually…It was not an exaggeration to call it peeping! Although he couldn't see anything, Ye Qiu had been peeping for ten years in order to feel at ease.
Sometimes, knowing that the person you loved was still alive was also a happy thing.
However, things were still the same now, and people had changed. Whether that person who made people worry about him was safe and sound, Fourth Grandfather in Liuhuo Palace was probably long gone! Did the powerful senior Ye Xiao still remember him? Where were his parents that he had never met…
Who could know the inexplicable sorrow that surged out of his heart…
Ye Qiu finally reached the end of the remote path. What appeared in his eyes was not the bedroom he had imagined, but a lush field of weeds. He slowly walked over and Ye Qiu lay lazily on the grass.
There was still a crescent moon in the night sky, dotted with stars, but it was still blocked by the night sky…
After a long time, Ye Qiu seemed to slowly calm down. His left shoulder ached slightly. He removed the silver robe. The gauze there was a little yellow. He didn't know if it had been washed for the past few days, or perhaps it was stained yellow by the dirty blood. A rotten smell came from his shoulder. Ye Qiu slowly tore the gauze.
A large bloody hole appeared in front of his eyes. It was left by Liu Xiaoxuan's sword. The source of the rotten smell was this wound that almost penetrated his body. If he hadn't discovered it now, Ye Qiu would have almost forgotten that there was such a fatal wound.
He shook his head with a bitter smile. A moment later, a ruthless look flashed across Ye Qiu's eyes. He picked up a sharp stone from the ground and started to scrape the wound. If he didn't scrape away the rotten flesh in the blood, then his entire arm might be useless.
Clenching his teeth tightly, the pain spread to his nerves. However, when the pain was numb, it was not so unforgettable. After tearing off the last piece of rotten flesh, Ye Qiu finally closed his eyes heavily.
Not long after Ye Qiu fainted, a blood-curdling scream immediately spread throughout the entire female dormitory. Three brightly-dressed women looked at Ye Qiu on the grass in fear. The one who called out was a petite girl in yellow. At this moment, the girl in yellow was constantly patting her chest.
"Isn't it just a dead person? It was late at night…Soul calling! Let's go! How unlucky. If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have come out to practice my sword. Let's go…" Another girl in yellow clothes tightly gripped the sword in her hand and urged.
"Sigh... You guys!" The one who spoke was a red-robed woman. Her plump and round chest was slightly heaving. Clearly, she was also quite frightened. The red-robed woman gently rubbed her smooth forehead. Hesitation flashed across her eyes. She gritted her teeth and walked towards Ye Qiu.
When she walked to Ye Qiu's side, the young girl took in a sharp breath. The chest of the person in front of her was dyed red by blood. The blood around her was extremely eye-catching under the residual light. The rotten meat on the side was piled up, and blood would occasionally come out of the wound on her shoulder.
The young girl slowly bent down and placed her slender hand on the vein on Ye Qiu's neck. A moment later, the young girl muttered," You're still breathing. Carry him back!"
"Ah... Lifting... Carry him back?" The yellow-clothed girl who was holding the sword said in disbelief,"Sister Wushuang, this is not good! What if he dies in our dormitory?”。
"It's okay, I'll carry it! Avon, help me hold the sword!" Zhan Wushuang threw the sword in his hand to the two of them. He didn't care about the blood on Ye Qiu's body. He wrapped Ye Qiu's arm around his snow-white neck and pulled out a handkerchief to tighten it. He held Ye Qiu's thigh with both hands and carried Ye Qiu to the girls 'dormitory under two strange gazes.
His consciousness fell into darkness, and he was in a daze. It was difficult for Ye Qiu to wake up completely. The information from his subconscious constantly reminded Ye Qiu not to fall asleep…Don't fall asleep.
Countless familiar faces flashed past, and what appeared frequently was a purple figure that was both familiar and unfamiliar. She kept wandering in Ye Qiu's mind, but he couldn't see her face. He could only vaguely see her lying in a gorgeous ice coffin, her fair hands wrapped around her chest in the most peaceful posture.
Ye Qiu tried to grab her perfect and slender hands, but it was difficult to touch them. It was as if he could not control his own body. It was even a little blurry whether he was alive or not.
It was unknown how long this blurry state lasted…
It wasn't until the noisy female voices around him reminded Ye Qiu that he was still alive.
In a blur, it was as if a pair of soft hands were constantly brushing past his body. Although his palms were a little cold, they were extremely comfortable. It was this cold feeling that made Ye Qiu unwilling to wake up.
His unusually heavy eyelids trembled slightly. After a few bitter struggles, he still could not open them…
Ye Qiu didn't know if it was his senses or an illusion, but a few familiar voices entered his ears once again. This time, he could hear them very clearly. One of them was a soft and melodious female voice. Her voice seemed to be filled with patience and gentleness.
"Sister Wushuang, is he still not awake?”
"Soon, at most three days…"
"Sigh... This person was really blessed! If others knew that there was a man lying on her sister's bed, wouldn't the academy be overturned? He really could sleep! Looks like I can sleep with Sister Wushuang again tonight!”
"Haha! Sister Qin Fang, keep it a secret!"
"I know, I won't tell anyone! Sister, do you think this person is a bad person? What if it was a big bad guy? "When he wakes up, not only will he not thank us, but he will also kill us to silence us. That will be terrible!”
"Sister Avon, don't think too much. He's obviously not a 16-year-old child yet.”
"Hehe, from what sister said, I don't think so either! However, he was really lucky that he didn't die! However, it had already been two days. Why was he still gritting his teeth and scaring people?”
" He wasn't scaring people. I reckon that he wanted to tear off some rotten meat that night, which was why he fainted…"
"Wow…Was he still human? How painful would that be! Sister Wushuang, how did you know?”
"I guessed! The rotten flesh beside him at that time was probably torn off by him…"
"Aiya, sister, stop talking. We haven't eaten yet!”
“.......
It seemed like a long time had passed. A day or two had passed. Ye Qiu gradually got used to their conversation. He couldn't wait to see the owner of that voice. However, he couldn't open his eyes, even if he used all his strength…
The stars were twinkling and the night was as clear as water…
His heavy eyelids moved slightly. After a difficult struggle, they finally cracked open. His blurry vision gradually became clear. With the help of the night light, what entered his eyes seemed to be a white mosquito net.
Greedily sniffing the fragrance in the tent, Ye Qiu slowly sat up. After taking a few light breaths, he brushed the silky bedding with reluctance and got up from the bed.
When he saw everything in the room, a trace of seriousness flashed across Ye Qiu's eyes. So it wasn't a dream. There were two women lying on the small bed in front of him.
A woman in red robes was sleeping. Her beautiful face looked especially dignified under the moonlight. Her exquisite curves were extremely seductive. Even if she only had a jade-like arm exposed to the air, it made Ye Qiu's heart beat faster.
Ye Qiu hurriedly withdrew his gaze and secretly cursed at the beast. He no longer dared to look around. He walked lightly to the door and silently opened it. Then, he quietly left…
Not long after Ye Qiu left, Zhan Wushuang, who was lying on the bed, slowly opened his beautiful eyes. He looked at the closed door and smiled."I didn't expect this young man to be so timid…You don't even dare to take a second look?"
Just as Ye Qiu got out of bed, Zhan Wushuang was awakened. He only wanted to verify if Ye Qiu was the bad person Qin Fang had mentioned, so he didn't say anything. Although she had closed her eyes, Ye Qiu's every move could not escape her senses. In fact…His breathing quickened!
Just as Zhan Wushuang was about to get up, an insignificant sound entered her ears. Zhan Wushuang subconsciously looked over and saw that the door was gently pushed open. The youth who had just left had already returned…
"You're indeed a hooligan!"
A trace of disgust flashed across Zhan Wushuang's beautiful face. Then, he narrowed his eyes and watched the young man's every move. His small hands under the blanket were tightly clenched together, ready to turn the young man back at any time…A fatal blow.
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