After kicking the slag attack, he was watched by the boss

Chapter 54 Goodbye

Although they made almond cakes, the two of them still couldn't help being dazzled outside, eating and drinking enough before heading back home.

Ye Sheng took all precautions, added clothes and hats to Ye Rong, and asked him to drink banlangen to prevent it in advance. Unexpectedly, Ye Rong completely became a mud doll that could not withstand a little wind and rain. He went out to blow a little wind When I came back, I started to have a low fever.

Ye Sheng took out the fever and cold medicines he had prepared.

Although Ye Rong had a fever, he was in good spirits. He could even wink at Ye Sheng while lying on the bed, and he even asked someone to put a green bead into his mood recorder.

Looking at the glass bottle of green beads that was almost full, Ye Rong felt a little better, thinking that the days might really pass and get better.

But after Ye Sheng poured down the Sanjiu cold spirit, he was like a wilting flower, and his intolerant physique to this kind of medicine made him dizzy and unable to open his eyelids.

Ye Sheng wiped his face and hands with a towel, changed his pajamas and tucked in the quilt for him, and then went into the bathroom with dirty clothes, large and small, intending to wash them briefly.

The ceiling lamp above his head flashed twice and then suddenly went out with a bang. Ye Sheng looked up at the lamp and got used to the darkness for a few seconds before standing up and groping to wash his hands.

He came out of the bathroom, intending to call the front desk of the hotel, but he stopped abruptly at the end of the bed as he walked, looking deeply at the light-colored curtains that were blown up by the wind, and he was born with a keen sense of danger He couldn't help pressing down the corners of his lips, and a deep crease formed between his brows.

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Ye Rong felt as if someone had covered his mouth and nose, he couldn't breathe, and it was so stuffy that the back of his head was aching.

He opened his mouth to shout, but in his throat he could only make a vague sound similar to the wailing of a beast, which was so weak that it was almost negligible.

His body seemed to be pressed by some heavy object. He opened his eyelids and found that he was in a small confined space, and his body was piled up with clothes and other sundries that could cover him up.

Ye Rong used a lot of effort to think, and guessed that he should be lying in the closet right now.

The strength of the medicine has not yet passed, his senses are not sensitive at the moment, and it is difficult to move his fingers, but he can still vaguely hear the sound through the thin wardrobe door, fierce fighting, screaming, followed by falling, some What items were broken immediately.

Suddenly, a strong force slammed into the closet door, and there was a gap in the closed closet door, people outside could not see inside, but hidden in the darkness, Ye Rong saw a blood-stained picture through the fluorescence of the broken mobile phone screen. s face.

Ye Rong suddenly stared at the face that was still saying goodnight to him tenderly a few hours ago, and watched Ye Sheng shook his head slightly, stretched out his index finger to his lips and booed him Actions.

Ye Rong couldn't help the violent hoo hoo sound from his throat, as if his throat stuck with super glue was torn apart violently, and a sharp knife was nailed into Ye Sheng's body, and it seemed like it was nailed through Ye Rong's neck.

The sweet turbid blood rushed up together with the bruising pain, Ye Rong thought he was about to choke to death.

But even in such pain, he still lost his voice and couldn't even make a sound. He could only wait for the blood to flow through his mouth and nose, and to drip into his eyes again.

He couldn't even move his hands and feet. He was crushed so hard that every inch of his flesh and bones seemed to be crushed. When he looked down, he could see the white bones attached to the rotten flesh. His soul was also crushed and dried like a throw. Throw it here like rubbish.

In a trance, he only thought that he was having a nightmare, trapped in the alternation of cold and heat, he seemed to hear a child's voice while gritting his teeth and trembling.

"Brother, where are you?"

The child with the wound on his head yelled and pushed open the closet door lightly, the scrambling sunlight poured in, making Ye Rong cry non-stop.

The child's eyes were terribly bright when he saw Ye Rong. Although it was the first time they met, he seemed to recognize him, and stretched out his dirty little hand to grab the corner of his clothes.

"Brother, I finally found you."

As he spoke, he spread out half of the shriveled almond cake that he had held in his palm for an unknown amount of time and handed it to Ye Rong.

Ye Rong looked down, everything was just like in the first yellowing memory, Ye Sheng handed over the half piece of almond cake through the cage.

But his memory that never made mistakes was forcibly altered at this moment. He no longer knocked off the child's hand in boredom, and there were no more mistakes and inappropriateness between them.

So panic changed into tolerance, and he firmly caught the piece of almond cake.

So he, a wandering lonely ghost, has a reason to stay in this world just for a bite of sweets.

[The author has something to say: It should be repaired again, the writing is not very good]