Chapter 64
When a person's vision is obstructed, their other senses become exceptionally sensitive.
He Zhiqian could feel the panting of the person beneath him, still lingering from the earlier rolling around. His hand was still tightly gripping her wrist, strong enough to easily break it.
In the darkness, He Zhiqian lowered his eyes, and suddenly her image appeared in his mind: phoenix eyes, arched eyebrows, and a small mole at the corner of her eye.
He should have had a cool and aloof expression, but his beauty mark was striking.
"Brother He?" the person beneath him asked tentatively, his tone tinged with unease.
He Zhiqian stood up and reached out to help her up.
"Yes, it's me."
Yingning groped around for a moment, then, as if she hadn't seen the hand, she stood up by holding onto the wall beside her.
"Excuse me, did I trip you just now?"
"It's nothing." He Zhiqian withdrew his hand, seemingly unconcerned.
"It seems we've gotten separated from them."
The photographer was at the front, and Zhao Ruoruo was so frightened by the bloody simulated limbs that she jumped to the front of the line as well.
The two people at the very back of the group were He Zhiqian and Ying Ning.
Now, Shen Yan and his group have been chased away by the group of "mentally ill patients" and have disappeared without a trace.
Yingning and He Zhiqian had already become separated from the main group.
“They should have gone up to the second floor. Let’s go out now.” He Zhiqian straightened the wrinkles on his shirt, looking quite focused, which piqued Ying Ning’s curiosity.
"Brother He, it's so dark! Can you even see?"
“I can see, my eyesight is very good,” the man said slowly.
Yingning fumbled for her phone, wanting to use it for lighting.
I had just taken out my phone when I heard another burst of screams outside:
"Food's here! Food's here!!"
Come play with us!
"Don't run away! Ah Hong's toys are missing. Can you stay?"
......
It seems that a few new tourists have come in, and another group of "mentally ill" people have followed them.
The terrified cries of tourists and the eerie, demonic voices echoed continuously in the corridor.
"Aaaaaaah!!"
"Don't chase me!!"
"Run!"
......
He Zhiqian immediately closed the wooden door of the specimen room, imprisoning the two of them in the same space, where darkness gradually enveloped them.
After a long while, the footsteps finally faded into the distance.
He Zhiqian opened the dilapidated wooden door, glanced at the corridor, and then said to Yingning, "We should be able to go out now."
He took a step.
"Hiss..." Her faint sound of pain was heard by He Zhiqian.
"how?"
"Brother He, it's alright."
He Zhiqian walked directly in front of Ying Ning and noticed the furrowed brows on her face.
"Are you injured?" The man's magnetic voice reached her ears.
"It seems so, my calves are a little sore."
"It's okay, let's get out of here quickly."
He Zhiqian picked up her phone and turned on the flashlight.
A tall, imposing man knelt down in front of her and gently lifted a little of her jeans.
Her slender calves were stained with blood amidst their pale white color; she must have been bumped into something earlier, causing a swelling on her calves.
The silver light stained her calves with a pale white hue, making his blood tremble incessantly in the darkness.
He Zhiqian recalled the colliding sound he heard when the two of them hid in the specimen room.
It seems that it was his fault that she got injured.
"Brother He...it's nothing, I just bumped into something." The delicate Epiphyllum tried to take a step back, but he pressed her down firmly.
"Don't move, I'll take you out."
He Zhiqian helped her up, and the two slowly walked up the stairs to the second floor.
Before reaching the stairs, Yingning released his hand and hopped up a step using her uninjured leg.
"Brother He, I can manage the stairs myself."
As she spoke, she hopped up another step.
She almost lost her balance, so she grabbed the handrail tightly before she breathed a sigh of relief.
He turned back again, indicating that he could do it, with a rare childlike expression.
After seeing this scene, the sternness in He Zhiqian's eyes dissipated considerably.
Step after step, the stairs were trampled underfoot.
From an angle unnoticed by the man, a hint of crimson flashed across the edge of the small mole on the slightly upturned corner of her eye.
Suddenly, the once pure and flawless petal was stained with vibrant colors.
The epiphyllum is indeed a rare sight.
But don't be fooled.
*
Once on the second floor, the room became even darker.
He Zhiqian walked to her side.
"Brother He, aren't you scared?"
"They're all fake."
"If you're not scared, then why did you come to the haunted house?" Yingning asked in confusion.
He Zhiqian didn't speak immediately, but instead asked her:
Are you scared?
"A little."
"Afraid to come in too?" He shifted from a passive to an active question, demonstrating his keen insight and ability to subtly take control.
Yingning doesn't seem to realize that she has become the one answering the questions.
"I thought this haunted house was like those traditional haunted houses."
"What is the traditional kind?"
"There will be a lot of skeletons hanging around, and when you get close, a bone claw will suddenly grab your ankle."
She made a few simple gestures and relaxed in front of herself.
Suddenly, the girl in front of him seemed to freeze in surprise.
"Brother He... is there something on my shoulder...?"
He Zhiqian turned around and saw a limp, simulated long tongue being pulled by silk threads. Whenever someone passed by, it would hook onto them.
He reached out and removed the eerie, sticky, simulated tongue from her clothes.
"Now, it's gone."
On the way to the third floor, the two encountered another "mentally ill patient," but they also noticed the tourist's difficulty walking.
Without stopping them again, they were allowed to pass directly.
Stepping out of the haunted house, the long-awaited sunlight once again bathed the two of them.
Her cool, shimmering gaze fell upon Shen Yan and the others not far away.
Beside her stood the dignified and refined He Zhiqian.
They were simply standing at the exit of the haunted house.
The coldness in her phoenix eyes and the austere aura surrounding him intertwined, separating them from the others.
For some reason, Shen Yan suddenly felt that the image of the two of them standing together...
It's a bit too bright.
"Yingning!" Shen Yan shook off this strange thought and hurried over from not far away.
There were cameras positioned on both sides, and He Zhiqian had already let go of her before leaving the haunted house.
Because filming was in progress, Yingning did not show that her calf was injured, but walked over as usual and appeared in close-up shots of the camera.
"Excuse me, I accidentally fell down in the haunted house just now."
Are you alright?
When Shen Yan and the others ran up to the second floor, they discovered that she and He Zhiqian were gone.
He wanted to go back to find Ying Ning, but was stopped by Zhao Ruoruo, who was screaming desperately to come out.
The photographer couldn't be in the shot, and it wouldn't look good if he left Zhao Ruoruo alone, so Shen Yan sent Zhao Ruoruo out first.
"It's okay, Brother He is right behind me."
“We came out together,” Yingning said.
He Zhiqian also came over, and Shen Yan then remembered to ask, "Brother He, are you alright too?"
"fine."
He Zhiqian's eyes darkened as he glanced at the girl's calves beside him, and he suddenly said something:
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