Chapter 18

When we arrived at the school hospital, the sunset had already completely sunk into the sky.

Lan Yexing had already sent a message to Qiao You on the way, but has not received a reply until now.

He frowned even more tightly, strode open the glass door of the hospital and walked in.

He happened to run into Yang Qing in the lobby on the first floor.

Yang Qing grabbed Lan Yexing who was walking in a hurry and said, "Hey? Why are you here, little classmate? Are you getting a checkup? Why didn't you contact me in advance?"

Lan Yexing panted slightly and stared at him closely: "Have you seen Qiao You? The blond student who brought me here last time!"

Yang Qing: "Yes, he went to my colleague to have his palm rechecked—"

Lan Yexing's eyes lit up: "Where is he!"

Yang Qing looked puzzled: "He left after the checkup and found nothing wrong, but——"

Lan Yexing: "But what!"

Yang Qing: "But my colleague said that he accidentally left his phone here. You two have a good relationship, right? Can you give it to him?"

Lan Yexing was startled: "Are you sure he has left?"

Yang Qing: "Sure, I just heard the girls at the front desk on the first floor talking about how handsome the blond student was who left through the back door. I don't want to admit it, but they are probably talking about him."

Lan Yexing's anxiety instantly turned into confusion: Qiao You has left? So he is fine?

This school is too big, with many roads, and he went out from the back door, so it is normal that they didn't run into each other just now.

And the fact that the message was not replied to can also be explained by the fact that Qiao You accidentally left his phone here.

But is Qiao You really the kind of person who would accidentally lose his phone?

Lan Yexing thought for a moment and then asked, "Have you seen an alpha with long hair and round glasses without temples? His name should be Qi Zhong, and he is a lecturer in the School of Engineering."

Yang Qing: “Yes.”

Lan Yexing's pupils shrank.

Yang Qing scratched his messy hair and complained, "It's 'that kind of person' again, so it's very impressive. That alpha was very rude. He walked into the hospital with a huge bouquet of super exaggerated red roses. He went to Zhou Yanqiu's ward and seemed to ask him for some drawings. The nurse who passed by said that they seemed to have argued for a few words."

"But he came out of the ward later with a big bouquet of roses. Luckily, nothing happened. He also left through the back door later."

Lan Yexing frowned even more tightly, but could only nod: "That's good." This sounded flawless...

After a pause, he said, "Then please help me get Qiao You's phone. I will return it to him later."

Yang Qing said "Oh" and told Lan Yexing to sit in the rest area on the first floor and wait for a while while he went to find his colleague.

Lan Yexing nodded.

After everyone left, Lan Yexing sat in a lounge chair and looked down at the watch on his right wrist. Qiao You should be fine, but he still felt uneasy.

He asked the system softly to try to confirm: "Xiao Song, was Qi Zhong's strategy successful?"

System: [Sorry, host, I don't know why, and I can't tell.]

Lan Yexing frowned slightly: This is the first time such an answer has appeared.

What does this mean? Can neither success nor failure be determined?

Lan Yexing pursed her lips, stood up quickly and walked towards the back door that Yang Qing mentioned.

…

The glass door of the back door is no different from the front door. It is relatively off to the side and almost no one goes in and out.

There's nothing unusual to see.

Lan Yexing lowered his eyes: Could it be that he was really overthinking it?

When Qi Zhong came to the hospital, he not only wanted to conquer Qiao You, but also wanted to ask Zhou Yanqiu for the design drawings. He first found Zhou Yanqiu and wasted time there. During this time, Qiao You had already left and did not fall into Qi Zhong's trap?

The information is very limited, and it is difficult to think of other possibilities.

Lan Yexing sighed softly and was about to leave when his eyes accidentally caught something. He stopped abruptly and his pupils shrank:

A few inconspicuous red rose petals were scattered on the floor near the glass door.

Lan Yexing looked thoughtfully along the petals towards the floor in the direction of the hall. Sure enough, there were one or two petals every few steps, and then they continued until they reached the elevator in the hall, where the petals disappeared - Qi Zhong should have gotten off the elevator with the bouquet of flowers, passed through the hall and came to the back door.

This is normal. When the bouquet is too large and not fresh, the petals will fall naturally as the person holding it walks.

Lan Yexing thought of something at this moment, and turned his head expressionlessly, looking at the steps outside the glass door: there were fallen leaves from the plants on both sides of the door, but not a single petal - until the last step and the open space under the steps, there was not a single red petal.

Lan Yexing slowly clenched the hands hanging down his body: Qi Zhong did not leave the hospital at all.

He looked at the glass door in front of him, took a deep breath, and slowly opened the door a crack. Then his pupils shrank: in the crack was a space that was so dark that it was unrecognizable. This door did not lead outside the hospital.

Is Qiao You in there...

Lan Yexing's face slowly turned cold: Qi Zhong is really a scumbag... Even if his target was Qiao You, he still used this door in a public space, completely ignoring the innocent people passing by here who would be implicated...

Lan Yexing thought for a moment, then sent a message to Yang Qing, briefly explaining the situation and asking him to call the police. Then he neatly moved the warning sign placed at the door of a nearby bathroom that was under repair to the door to stop passers-by. Finally, he opened the door and walked in without hesitation.

…

The pitch-black and twisted black space was actually only a thin layer. Lan Yexing felt his feet were empty after he stepped through it. He suddenly opened his eyes wide and immediately held his breath.

here it is……

Sea Miles...

That bastard Qi Zhong, is he planning to imprison people in the sea?

Lan Yexing swam around, looking coldly at the dark blue below:

Although the sun had clearly set outside, it was daytime here. Light reflected into the sea, illuminating the fluttering fish and seaweed... People could see the sandy ground on the seabed.

This means that this is at least not the deep sea.

Lan Yexing once again recalled the question he had thought about: What is the essence of space-based mental power?

He tried to move his body and looked downward as far as possible: countless red rose petals and messy green branches were swaying pitifully in the sea water, being dragged by the current involuntarily.

Lan Yexing couldn't help but show a cold look in his eyes: So, that scumbag Qi Zhong is really here...

Then Qiao You...

It is not easy to find someone in the sea. He had done diving and breath-holding training in his original world for fun, but he could only hold his breath in shallow sea for four minutes at most, and without equipment, the diving depth was very limited.

He was just about to swim downwards when he heard clear "bang, bang" sounds not far away, as if someone was hitting something hard.

The surrounding sea water was affected by that movement, creating ripples.

Lan Yexing's pupils shrank, and he quickly dived down in the direction of the sound and the water ripples.

After a while, he saw people on the soft sandy surface of the seabed with his eyes that were sore from being soaked by the sea water:

There were two large iron cages. Zhou Yanqiu was in one of them. His face was pale, and he covered his mouth and nose with one hand, but he couldn't stop spitting out messy bubbles. He seemed to hear the sound of Lan Yexing opening the door. With his other hand, he was desperately knocking on the railing of the cage with a stone, trying to call for help.

The other iron cage was empty, with a mess of diving equipment and an oxygen cylinder scattered around it.

There was no trace of Qiao You here, only a dense forest of algae swaying chaotically not far from the two iron cages, with some illusory red light constantly emerging - like someone's blood.

Lan Yexing didn't have time to think about it, and hurriedly sneaked to Zhou Yanqiu's side. He forcefully opened the iron cage, pulled the person out and put him on his shoulder.

He swiftly grabbed the oxygen cylinder nearby, tested it to see if it was still usable, then placed the nozzle into the mouth of Zhou Yanqiu, who was almost suffocating. Then, he used up almost all of his strength and swam towards the door not far away with his men.

…

After an unknown amount of time, Lan Yexing raised his pale face and finally saw the door not far away that seemed to be floating in the void. He grabbed the door hidden in a circle of empty darkness with one hand, and used the other hand to pull Zhou Yanqiu up.

Zhou Yanqiu, who had breathed enough oxygen, seemed to have regained some consciousness. He immediately reached out to the door frame and pushed the door open a little. He then grabbed the ground outside the hospital with both hands and propped himself up.

After floating to the surface, he took a deep breath, his voice extremely hoarse: "I, I'll pull you up--"

Then his pupils shrank, and he suddenly turned around and looked down: the boy, who had run out of oxygen, was falling towards the deep blue seabed, his black hair and slender limbs swaying together, and the strings of bubbles he exhaled were being chased by tiny fish.

Zhou Yanqiu, whose life was saved by the young man again, opened his eyes wide and shouted with all his strength towards the door: "Hey - someone come! Someone come quickly! Help! Save him!"

There were faint sounds of hurried footsteps coming from the hospital lobby outside the door...

…

My body slowly fell down. Fortunately, this was a very shallow area, and even at the bottom of the beach, the sea water temperature was not low.

In his blurred consciousness, Lan Yexing seemed to hear the system's anxious voice: [Host, host, host——]

He struggled to slowly open his eyelids, and his pupils were filled with the boundless blue: This place seemed like the sea in his world...

Even the specifications of the abandoned shark cage he had just seen were exactly the same as those in his original world. In his world, people who like excitement would tie this kind of cage under a submarine to dive and watch sharks - but this kind of diving has long been banned in many countries...

Is there such a dangerous way of diving in this world?

…

besides……

He rescued Zhou Yanqiu, who was here for unknown reasons, but what about Qiao You...

Where is he? Is he alright?

The last breath of oxygen in his mouth was about to run out. He seemed to faintly hear the sound of the empty door not far away being completely opened. The police Yang Qing called seemed to have arrived...

But it was too late...

Where is Qiao You...

Qiao You...

With his fuzzy mind completely occupied by the last regret, Lan Yexing was about to slowly close his eyes when a cluster of extremely brilliant golden light suddenly appeared at this moment, forcefully prying open his last sight and breaking into his consciousness without any explanation.

A strong arm possessively wrapped around his waist, holding him tightly in his arms, while another large hand dug into the soft hair at the back of his head, propping his head up—

The handsome young man was still wearing an ordinary student uniform. He stared expressionlessly at the boy in his arms who had only slightly opened his eyelids in the blue waves. In his emerald eyes, there was a strong shadow like an underwater storm.

For some reason he could still speak in the sea water, his voice was transmitted through the water, and he was inexplicably mute: "Junior, you really dare to come anywhere."

"I've already told you that you're not suitable for this kind of game."

"Even for me, you shouldn't..."

For some reason, the voice behind turned into a helpless sigh that sounded like an illusion.

Lan Yexing looked vaguely into those green eyes: What...

This guy is fine...

Let him worry for nothing...

But how could he possibly meet Qiao You at this time...

Qiao You looked at him quietly, slightly opened his thin lips, and the oxygen extracted from the sea water slowly condensed in his mouth.

There was still no expression on his face, but a faint and gentle emotion like an illusion appeared in his green eyes. He said to the boy in his arms without any hesitation: "Junior, open your mouth." His voice was cold, strong and hoarse.

Lan Yexing's brain slowly digested the other person's words. Like a child, he stretched out his weak hand and placed it loosely on the young man's broad chest.

He obediently opened his soft lips slightly, revealing the pink tip of his tongue. His fragile white neck tilted up slightly because of this action - the sea water was about to rush in, and he would be completely suffocated -

Qiao You's arm around Lan Yexing's waist instantly held him tighter, and his big hand on the back of the boy's head held him firmly.

Then, he leaned over slightly and kissed the boy's soft lips forcefully.

The sea is swaying.

Nose tip touching nose tip, Qiao You's green eyes were burning with the boy's handsome face that showed surprise and trance for a moment.

His blond hair and the boy's black hair swayed together, almost indistinguishable from each other.

Lan Yexing's hand on the young man's strong chest suddenly tightened, and he grasped the young man's collar tightly.