“…”

"What is it afraid of?" The one-eyed man said in surprise to the closed door.

The tattooed man shrugged, "Hen."

"Maybe you're too ugly and scared Gui," he joked.

One-eyed man: "..."

If you want to talk about ugly, isn't the snakeskin tattoo on your face uglier?

The one-eyed man blurted out what was in his mind, and the tattooed man, for the sake of his manly dignity, argued with him about the handsomeness and dominance of tattoos.

The quiet corridor was filled with noise.

Shen Zhizhi glanced at them, said nothing, and knocked on the door of 509.

She didn't know if it was an illusion, but when she stood at the door of 509, the burning sensation on the back of her neck suddenly became more severe.

Shen Zhizhi slowed down her breathing. Could it be 509?

The black door remained silent for a long time, and Shen Zhizhi increased the intensity of her knocks.

The one-eyed man and the tattooed man came over.

The one-eyed man tsked his lips, "Is this going to be a cold reception?"

Shen Zhizhi’s fox eyes were cold, “Get the props ready.”

One-eyed man: "...Sister, why did you only take my props?"

He blinked one eye at the tattooed man and said, "Don't forget about this other person."

Tattooed man: “?”

Shen Zhizhi hummed, “You two should prepare the props.”

Tattooed man: “…”

I really want to kill my teammates.

Shen Zhizhi waited for five minutes, and the black solemn door was finally opened.

The darkness in his eyes faded away, and his vision gradually became brighter.

What came into view was a young man in a wheelchair.

The boy's face was too delicate to be real, but his complexion was too pale, and at first glance, he had a broken temperament.

There was a thin layer of sweat on his forehead, his eyelashes were very long, casting a shadow under his eyelids, and the corners of his eyes were slightly tilted upwards, with an unhealthy blush.

A pair of peach blossom eyes were slightly dull, with a faint watery light.

Sick and pale.

Beautiful and attractive.

"The wheelchair flipped over. Sorry to have kept you waiting."

The boy's voice was light and had a softness to it due to his weakness.

His hands were placed on his legs awkwardly. Upon closer inspection, one could see a bright red wound. It seemed that he had just been injured and had not had time to treat it.

Shen Zhizhi’s eyes darkened.

Familiar face, familiar voice.

It's her baby.

"It's okay." Shen Zhizhi half-knelt, the emotions in her eyes rolling and dark, "Are you hurt?"

She leaned close, and the subtle fragrance from her body penetrated the boy's nose, making him unconsciously tense up.

He maneuvered the wheelchair back a little, "It doesn't hurt."

"Are you... okay?"

"Something's up!" The one-eyed man saw that the native was soft-tempered and had a hunch that he wouldn't give them any trouble. He said quickly, "We lost something and wanted to go to your room to look for it."

"……good."

The boy was stunned for a moment, then quickly agreed to the one-eyed man's request.

The one-eyed man thought that this native was really nice and saved him the trouble of using props. He smiled and happily invited the tattooed man to come in together.

“Bang——” Shen Zhizhi closed the door.

The one-eyed man and the tattooed man almost bumped into the door.

"Sister?" Looking at the dark door in front of him, the one-eyed man was confused. "Why did you close the door? We haven't even gone in yet."

"No need to come in." Shen Zhizhi lowered his eyes and smiled, "I'll find this room."

"Go find another room."

The one-eyed man exclaimed, "Wouldn't it be faster if the three of us searched? We wouldn't miss anything."

Shen Zhizhi ignored him.

Instead, he raised his fox eyes and said gently to the boy, "Do you have a medical kit at home?"

He looked straight into those gentle eyes, and the young man was stunned. The scarlet murderous intent in the depths of his eyes disappeared completely.

He lowered his head and nodded.

"Under the coffee table."

Shen Zhizhi took out the medical kit, and the things inside were quite complete.

There are also quite a few Band-Aids.

She took out one and stretched her hand in front of the boy, who looked at her blankly, then placed his hand on Shen Zhizhi's.

His hand was very cold, Shen Zhizhi touched it and put his hand down, “I want the injured hand.”

The boy didn't know that he was being molested, and he obediently handed over his cut hand.

Shen Zhizhi circled his wrist, lowered her eyes and put the Band-Aid on his wound.

She was so focused that she lowered her head, and her long black hair fell onto half of the boy's arm.

The subtle fragrance is even more refreshing.

His wrist was pressed against the woman's body temperature, and the boy blushed inexplicably, "Thank you."

He wanted to pull his hand back, but Shen Zhizhi held it tightly, preventing him from doing so.

“It’s not posted properly.”

The young man was about to ask, but Shen Zhizhi said to him, “Re-stick it.”

"good."

When he heard the words "not posted properly" for the 30th time, the boy pursed his lips dully and asked, "Did you do that on purpose?"

Shen Zhizhi threw away the tenth Band-Aid expressionlessly, "No, it's just not applied properly."

She definitely didn't mean to touch the baby's hand.

"Then stick it again..." The young man curled his eyes good-naturedly.

Shen Zhizhi paused while tearing off the Band-Aid, and for a moment she wanted to kiss those clean and bright peach blossom eyes directly.

But thinking about the lack of bond between the two of them, doing so would easily leave a negative impression, so he suppressed the urge.

【Who said there is no bond between you two? 】

[The NPC you play as constantly borrows money from his clone.]

[Well, he borrowed and didn't return it. Deadbeat.]

Shen Zhizhi: “…”

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