"Tan Wenbin."
Zhou Yunyun continued to rest her face against his chest, calling out his full na.
"Yes, what can I do for you, my lady?"
"Tan Wenbin, I want to be with you, in the kind of way where we’re never apart."
"That might not be good, you’re just sick, wouldn’t it seem like I’m taking advantage of the situation?"
"It doesn’t matter if you don’t agree." Zhou Yunyun lifted her head, looking at his face, "There’s no rule that says only guys can pursue girls. I can pursue you too."
"No, no, no, it’s not worth it, old class monitor, we don’t need to endure this wrong."
"Do you already have soone you like?"
"Yes."
Zhou Yunyun lowered her head and fell silent.
This reply seed to have instantly drained all the courage she had previously mustered.
*"In the past, I used to deliberately act out during study hall, just wanting to hear her angrily shout at , ’Tan Wenbin, be quiet!’ "*
"Hahaha..."
The girl laughed.
*"Tan Wenbin,"* he said, *"’Tan Wenbin, if you don’t want to study, that’s fine, but don’t affect other students!’ "*
"Enough." The girl shook Tan Wenbin’s waist.
*"’Tan Wenbin, if you don’t behave, I’ll go tell the teacher!’ "*
"Alright, alright." Zhou Yunyun blushed.
*"Tan Wenbin, it’s study ti now. Don’t you care about your future?"*
"Stop, that’s enough." Zhou Yunyun’s fist lightly tapped the boy’s chest.
Tan Wenbin lowered his head, looking at the girl in his arms,
"Monitor."
Zhou Yunyun’s body tensed slightly.
"I never thought this toad would one day get to eat swan at too."
"No, no..."
Zhou Yunyun dissatisfied, continued lightly tapping Tan Wenbin’s chest.
"At this mont, don’t use taphors, just don’t."
*Ugh, won are really difficult to please.*
"Monitor."
"Hmm..."
"I like you."
Zhou Yunyun was satisfied. She closed her eyes, a smile appearing on her lips, her breathing gradually steadying.
Just like Tan Wenbin had said before, the nightmare was over, and now it was ti for sweet dreams.
Just consider it a dream.
At least in the dream, she felt fulfilled.
She fell asleep.
This ti, with no furrowed brow, she looked peaceful and even sowhat sweet.
Tan Wenbin’s lips also curled into a smile.
*Though it wasn’t the right environnt, and smoking was harmful to health, with second-hand smoke being equally as damaging, and he had quit smoking and given the pack to his father...*
*He really wanted to lie there and light one up, blowing excited little smoke rings like a steam locomotive in a cartoon, "Choo-choo!"*
He gently moved the girl’s hand away, settled her in softly, and covered her with a blanket.
Tan Wenbin got out of bed, first lowering his head to check the three still-burning protective candles, then standing up and gently twisting his waist and neck.
*Brother Xiao Yuan and his own father were out investigating, and he wondered if his father inherited enough of his great talents to properly cooperate with Brother Xiao Yuan.*
Suddenly, Tan Wenbin felt a chilly breeze blowing onto his face, cooling his forehead.
The doors and windows of the hospital room were closed, with no ventilation.
Having gone through so many things, Tan Wenbin had gained so experience, *Sothing is up.*
He reached with his left hand into his pocket to retrieve a talisman, while his right hand pulled out the Yellow River Shovel from his bag.
He walked slowly around the bed, facing the ward door.
Previously, he was used to standing in front of Brother Xiao Yuan, and now he had another person behind him who needed his protection.
In the deep night, the hospital seed very quiet. This floor had only private rooms. Whoever stayed here either had a special condition or a special status.
So tonight, apart from this room, the rooms on this floor were actually vacant.
An old man wearing a worn-out white vest, carrying a bamboo basket, and holding a wooden stick in his left hand, ca to this floor via the stairs.
He looked about seventy years old, but his actual age might not have been that high, as his wrinkled, gaunt face resembled that of an ordinary old farr who had weathered the storms of life in the countryside.
The new cloth shoes on his feet were the only dignified item on him, making him look as if he were heading to a market.
The old man raised the wooden stick in his hand, swung it toward the bamboo basket on his back, and flicked it forward.
A dirty, tattered rag doll fell to the ground.
The old man made a raspy, mixed sound from his throat, using the wooden stick in his hand to draw circles around the rag doll continuously.
The rag doll began to tremble, and wisps of black smoke erged from it, gradually forming into a shabby, distressed girl about fourteen or fifteen years old.
The girl’s body was covered in stitches, silver needles were scattered all over her, and her disheveled hair completely hid her face.
She began advancing, dragging herself along the corridor, reaching the door of that room.
She turned, attempting to enter, but as soon as half of her was inside, an inexplicable force bounced her back, pushing her out.
Behind her, the old man’s eyes showed confusion.
Inside the hospital room.
Tan Wenbin, who did not "descend into the underworld," only felt the chill intensify suddenly, then stop. The room was surrounded by light trembling and friction sounds.
He imdiately turned around and saw the three candles under the bed, which only flickered slightly but were still burning normally, and he breathed a sigh of relief.
Just then, in the silent hospital building, a crisp snap echoed from sowhere.
"Snap!"
The three candles went out instantly!
Tan Wenbin widened his eyes. *What was happening?*
The girl was attempting entry a second ti. Her body passed through half first and then completely entered.
Seeing this, the confusion quickly left the old man’s face, replaced by a slightly smug smile,
"Heh, a little-known corpse recovery diver dares to demand an explanation from my family.
"Alright, today I’ll grant your wish, old man.
"I wonder, is this explanation satisfactory to you?"
At this mont, a young voice ca through,
"Extrely satisfactory."
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