C25 (1/2)

The sound of the air conditioner was very soft, almost like the sound of the wind.

The cute little blue penguin with the humidifier on the bottom, with its neck tilted back, still unable to be accurately defined, puffed in a carefree manner.

On the high stand, a few white tulips were just in time.

It may not be as bad as I thought, I thought.

Continue with your homework. Although his stomach protested several times, there were times when he was hungry before, so he had to bear with it for now.

And with the help of a notebook (notebook) recently, learning English is much easier than it used to be.

In the face of homework, I can also fully immerse myself in it until...

I was tired of the weekend's assignments, when the biology and history were all I had left to do.

He stood up, stretched his body, and started to feel hungry.

Although it was not loud, but the feeling of hunger was very uncomfortable.

Especially since he had been eating and drinking well lately, he felt like he was going to die if he got a little hungry. He searched his stomach and his stomach rumbled with hunger.

Thinking of so many adjectives was not enough to satisfy his hunger.

I walked around the bedroom a few times and listened quietly. There didn't seem to be any activity outside.

Could it be that my guardian, Young Master Yin Yijie and my comfortable classmates, had both evaporated into thin air?

Or is it that the adults have forgotten me in the most luxurious and least popular corner?

It seemed that no matter what the possibility was, I needed to actively save myself first and solve my stomach problem.

Carefully walking out of the bedroom, I turned on all the lights and boldly went to search the kitchen.

Suddenly feeling cold, I slipped back into my bedroom, took a small coat, wrapped myself in it, and came out again.

The target was still the kitchen.

Other than being inconvenient to enter, I don't think there will be food.

Fortunately, the kitchen had lived up to my expectations. After opening countless cold drawers and cabinets, I found a plate of apples in the corner of the cupboard.

I opened another drawer and took out the knife. I'm going to have a fruit dinner...

Actually, I didn't peel most of the apples I ate before.

I heard that the apple skin is very nutritious, and spent so much money to buy the apple, since the skin can eat, why cut off waste?

However, it's comfortable to say that there are bound to be pesticides in growing fruits, so he would peel off the skin every time before giving it to me to eat.

Since I'm not at home today, I'll do it myself.

Leaning on the sofa in the living room, eating large, red, fragrant apples, the cold apples coming from my esophagus into my stomach, I felt the air grow colder and colder. The wind outside seemed to blow on my face, bone-chilling cold.

Suddenly, there seemed to be a sound of a car coming from the wind. Then, the wind opened the door and violently blew towards me.

He, had returned?!

I really wish I could be a camel bird and see only the happy sand in front of me.

As for the cruel reality behind me, I don't want to see it at all.

However, the heavens never favored me, and naturally could not hear my weak wishes.

The door opened, and the biting cold wind seemed to find a way to break through. It quickly rushed in, and with a devastating momentum and the ruthless sweeping of Japanese devils, it crazily rushed into the room.

I quickly grabbed the pillow closest to me and tightly hugged it. Actually, I didn't know what I wanted to do either.

A long velvet dress, flapping in the wind, like an invisible hand, trying to pull me out and deliver me to the butcher in the dark.

I held on to the soft pillow, my long hair fluttering in the wind.

Two silhouettes entered the room with the wind. A thin silhouette glanced at me before quietly heading up the stairs. It would be nice if that happened.

The other man, tall and strong, came straight at me.

The terror suddenly reached its extreme.

Why should I be afraid?

That was Yin Yijie.

My gentle guardian?

The sense of security I've been waiting for.

I try not to think about why, because there are so many things why, but none of them are true.

Or, even if there was, what was the point?

I stood there with my mouth open innocently, wearing my pajamas and hugging my toys. The messy wind caressed my panic …

I was terrified.

I stood there, trembling quietly. My face must have been very pale, and my eyes were dark, calm and frightened.

It must have been reflected in Yin Yijie's deep black eyes!

I was frightened all night, but I didn't expect this moment.

I stood there, forgetting even to get up and avoid it.

Step by step, he walked towards me, bringing with him a strong wind and an invisible pressure. His eyes were even deeper than the night as he walked towards me …

As soon as his eyes widened, he appeared before me.

Then...

Dark ghost-like shadows, messy clothes, the smell of alcohol all over his body, and a slightly cold expression. There was a sort of coldness within those deep black eyes that rapidly enveloped me …

At that moment, I suddenly thought about how those men had wanted to realize their dirty dreams in me.

Although the time and place had changed and so had the character, my fear had not changed. The feeling of similarity hadn't changed. The chilly weather hadn't changed either …

Yin Yijie stood in front of me with a misty look on his face. His eyes were red and filled with suppressed brutality, anger and desire.