Chapter 24 Blood Pupil

Curious

Shi Hanqiao kept yawning.

Luo Wusheng asked hesitantly, "Do you want to sleep?"

They arrived at the top of the mountain after six in the morning, went down to the Solitary Peak to shower and eat, and then slept for the whole day. Their current routine should be the opposite of that of normal people.

"No need." She said, and yawned loudly again on the recliner.

Since she said it was not necessary, Luo Wusheng put his worries to rest.

He believed her.

At least in this military training, he trusted her completely and was willing to turn his back to her.

They had discussed sleeping in tents before, but they had a tough battle to fight tonight and they wouldn't be able to use them.

However, it was still early, so he sat next to Shi Hanqiao on another recliner.

The two looked at the moon in the sky, not knowing what to talk about for a moment.

The moon has represented the feeling of missing family since ancient times, but one of them had no family, and the other had family members whose lives were worse than his, so they both looked at the moon in silence because they had nothing to say.

In Luo Wusheng's ears were the rustling of wind through leaves and grass, the intermittent chirping of cicadas, and the sound of his even breathing.

He turned his head and a head fell directly onto his shoulder.

!!!

Luo Wusheng, who has always been calm, is not calm at all. Although he has had a lot of contact with Alpha since he was a child, he has always maintained a normal social distance and has never had such close contact.

And the target was Shi Hanqiao.

"What’s wrong with you?"

Luo Wusheng moved his shoulders uncomfortably, and the person next to him slid down and fell on his legs.

Before the shock wore off, a bad premonition came over me.

He picked the man up by the waist and carried him towards the tent. His breathing became rapid and his steps were a little messy.

Because when he turned her over, he accidentally put his hand under her nose, and there was no heat.

The small space of the tent could only accommodate two people. Luo Wusheng carefully placed Shi Hanqiao on his left, squatted beside her, and carefully extended two fingers to the artery on her neck.

Luo Wusheng relaxed a little. Although the beating was very weak and almost imperceptible, it was indeed there.

The beating on her neck was too weak, he didn't dare let go. Only by feeling this beating could he confirm that she was still alive.

But the difficult thing now is that he doesn't know what happened to Shi Hanqiao. Will she wake up on her own soon, or should he give up this military training for her? He is not sure whether her fainting was caused by pheromone deficiency.

No matter what, people are more important.

After countless guesses and analyses, Luo Wusheng actually made the decision in just a moment, stretching out his other hand to press the abstention button on the camera ball.

Just as his fingertips were about to touch the silver-white sphere, a huge force came from bottom to top. Luo Wusheng felt dizzy, and in two breaths, he and Shi Hanqiao switched positions. Someone grabbed his wrist, and the feeling of suffocation on his neck made his brain stop working for a second.

The dizzy vision returned to normal. Luo Wusheng was now lying where Shi Hanqiao had just been lying, and she turned over and sat astride him, holding his wrist tightly with one hand and his neck tightly with the other hand.

The two of them were so close in the small space that they could hear each other's rapid breathing. A huge sense of oppression and suffocation surged over them like a tide. Luo Wusheng used his uncontrolled hands to pry her hands that were pinching his neck, like a drowning man making a last, futile struggle at sea.

In the struggle with all his strength, Luo Wusheng felt that his breathing became a little smoother, not knowing whether it was an illusion, but Shi Hanqiao's strength became stronger, and his five slender fingers were as cold and hard as iron.

During another round of desperate struggle, he met Shi Hanqiao's eyes—her pupils were an abnormal red!

Her eyes were normally black, but now they were blood red.

For some reason, the moment Luo Wusheng met Hongtong's eyes, a picture of mountains of corpses and rivers of blood appeared in his mind.

So he first thought that the red color was the color of blood.

His heart was pounding, and Luo Wusheng was captured by the blood-red pupils, falling into endless bright red. The bright and intense colors did not bring relaxation or relief, but instead made him feel extremely depressed and suffocated.

Unconsciously, he held his breath, staring blankly at the mountain of corpses and river of blood. His entire mind was trapped in the red cage, and he gradually gave up struggling.

Luo Wusheng's consciousness gradually faded, and his soul seemed to have left his body, but his senses were infinitely magnified.

Outside the tent, there was the rustling of the wind through the grass, the chirping of cicadas in the trees, and Shi Hanqiao's breathing.

The discomfort of having my wrists tightly held, the burning pain in my lungs, and the suffocating feeling that slowly dissipated from my neck.

Luo Wusheng slowly opened his eyes. Shi Hanqiao was still sitting astride him, holding down his wrists and pinching his neck.

But her eyes returned to their normal black, and the darkness was a bottomless silence.

For some reason, he felt cold and lonely from the dead silence.

Driven by his commanding intuition, Luo Wusheng felt that he had accidentally caught a glimpse of the tip of the iceberg hidden under the deep sea.

Shi Hanqiao closed his eyes and opened them immediately. The mountains of corpses and rivers of blood, the pitch-black silence all seemed to be his illusions. A careless smile appeared on her face. The fog gathered again and enveloped her, making it impossible to glimpse the truth.

"You—cough cough cough."

Luo Wusheng only uttered one syllable before he couldn't stop coughing, covering his neck with his hands. Blood crept onto his pale face, and natural tears secreted from his dry and swollen eyeballs.

Shi Hanqiao was surprised to discover that the eyelashes of the young man under him were thick and long, and were stained with some water droplets due to violent coughing. When they trembled, they were like dancing butterflies, lightly landing on the crystal clear lake.

A drop of water slid down the corner of her red eye. She reached out her hand unconsciously, not knowing whether she wanted to catch it or wipe it away.

Because she didn't touch him, her hand just passed through his cheek and pressed on the soft cushion. Then she turned over and got up from him, and at the same time used her back to block the camera ball that was moving down.

“Cough cough cough!”

Luo Wusheng sat up, unable to stop coughing. A gentle pat on the back of his shoulder helped him breathe more easily.

He casually wiped away the tears that overflowed from the corners of his eyes, quickly collected himself, and then raised his head to face Shi Hanqiao again.

She was pinching her brows, her hands on her bent knees, and her whole body had returned to its usual relaxed state, with fatigue hidden in it.

Shi Hanqiao pressed the shielding cover, but in fact, given her personality, the shielding cover was completely useless.

However, she took Luo Wusheng's feelings into consideration. However, this could barely be considered as compensation for her loss of control.

She did not feel guilty about her behavior just now, but when she saw Luo Wusheng's red and watery eyes, she unconsciously looked away.

"Which one do you want first?"

"The one above the rules." Luo Wusheng quickly got into the state. He had his own considerations, although he really wanted to be as unscrupulous as the Demon Lord.

But he doesn't have enough strength to back him up now, so he can only lie dormant for the time being and accumulate strength.

A tree that stands out in the forest will be destroyed by the wind. Except for the first task, he planned to follow the obvious rules for the next two tasks.

"Okay, you'll get first place."

After Shi Hanqiao finished speaking, she removed the shield, and her gestures and movements returned to the state before she lost control, intending to put the matter behind her.

Luo Wusheng nodded and said "OK" in a dry and hoarse voice.

He understood her intention and tactfully kept the matter under wraps.

He heard Shi Hanqiao walk out of the tent, and soon she came back in.

A glass of water suddenly appeared in front of him, and Luo Wusheng couldn't help laughing. He was not a child who needed to be coaxed.

But he still whispered a thank you, took the water and took a sip, which relieved his still painful neck.

It feels uncomfortable to have someone strangled you. Luo Wusheng is not the type of person who allows himself to be bullied. He was angry and furious at first, but all his anger and rage disappeared silently the moment he ran into Han Qiao's bloodshot pupils.

He still hasn't recovered from the shock of seeing the blood everywhere. For a moment, he felt as if he had truly entered another real world.

The reality was almost cruel, with piles of corpses piled up like small hills, emitting a foul stench that filled the air. Sticky blood and water merged into a stream flowing under his feet, and the strong fishy smell made him almost nauseous.

All the anger and rage melted away in the mountains of corpses and rivers of blood, leaving only one thought in my mind - to survive.

Survive, this is also Ling Mie's advice to all freshmen.

This military training is the only standard for freshmen majoring in military affairs.

However, Luo Wusheng now has a new understanding of "survival".

Surviving military training and surviving mountains of corpses and rivers of blood are like heaven and earth, respectively.

He remained calm, almost indifferently, but in fact he was just suppressing his complex emotions and digesting them slowly.

Command, you must remain calm at all times.

Even though he was strangled by the neck and almost suffocated.

"What time is it?"

Luo Wusheng took the initiative to ask Shi Hanqiao back. In order to expose the matter, she took the initiative to give in and made her attitude clear.

Before this, no matter how he tried to probe her, she had never clearly expressed her attitude towards this military training.

There is no freshman who doesn't want to get a good ranking, and no Alpha majoring in military science doesn't want to win first place, but these ideas cannot be applied to Shi Hanqiao.

She is like the Demon Lord, and cannot be judged by worldly standards.

But now she told him explicitly that he would be first.

The implication was that she would help him get first place, making her attitude clear and completely ignoring any other possibilities.

The way he spoke was very similar to the Demon Lord's unconscious arrogance.

The only difference is that according to the Demon Lord's personality, she will never use a shield.

Somehow, I thought of the Demon Lord again.

Luo Wusheng raised his water glass and drank it all in one gulp. The cool water suppressed the warm emotions surging in his heart.

He raised his head and looked at Shi Hanqiao again, his phoenix eyes regaining their former calmness.

It’s not that he doesn’t know the time. The purpose of asking the time is to respond to her. He is willing to pretend that nothing has happened.

Shi Hanqiao replied: "Three o'clock in the morning."

Smiling eyes and calm gaze met in the small space, and the two smiled at each other in tacit understanding.

A smile can erase all grudges.

Luo Wusheng's smile wiped out all the hatred, but planted a strong curiosity.

A kind of feeling that is captured by the blood pupil and deeply trapped in it, but one does not notice it.

He thought that he was simply curious about Shi Hanqiao.

【Author’s words】

Curiosity, the bud of love~

Others pinch petals and wonder: Love? Or not?

A certain Sheng pinched the petals and was confused: Demon Lord? Or Shi Hanqiao? Am I the legendary scumbag, the kind whose heart can be split in two? T﹏T

A certain Qiao: I have absolutely no guilt, and I definitely don't want to compensate him. It's all because Luo Wusheng is W that I helped him.

Hunyuanling: What's your relationship with W? It seems a little strange to me.

A certain Qiao: ...