What to do if your male god is too good at self-attack

He Yue sat on the hospital bed and asked the nurse to turn on all the lights in the room before Yue Zhou came back.

This was the patient brought by Yue Zhou, so the nurse naturally did not dare to neglect him. She smiled and turned on all the lights in the room, and asked He Yue with concern whether it was too bright and uncomfortable for her eyes.

He Yue shook her head: "No, thank you."

The nurse left, but before He Yue could lie down and rest for a while, someone knocked on the door. She was still frightened and immediately alerted: "Who is it?"

"It's me." Yue Zhou's voice came through the heavy door. He Yue's hands that were nervously grabbing the quilt finally loosened: "Come in."

Yue Zhou pushed the door open and walked in: "The doctor said that you haven't been moving around much recently. You just ran too much and your wounds have worsened."

“Isn’t this place expensive?”

Yue Zhou had someone prepare a ward in the corner of the corridor, which was spacious, bright and quiet. Unlike the lilies commonly seen in ordinary wards, there was a fresh oil peony inserted at the head of the bed, which was particularly delicate and beautiful.

That's why He Yue felt a little embarrassed. The ward here was almost as big as her living room.

Yue Zhou said calmly: "It's okay, it's mine."

He Yue was frightened by this: "Yours?"

Yunxin is the best private hospital in Qucheng.

Yue Zhou remained calm: "Yunlong is also mine."

He Yue shut up.

Yue Zhou glanced around the ward and found that all the lights were on, probably to take care of his eyes.

He lowered his eyes to look at He Yue. He didn't expect that she would come back to look for him even though she was so injured.

She was frightened by the fall from the building, her face was still as pale as paper, her hands were twisted together, and her eyes were full of worries.

"Now we are on the same side."

"What do you mean?" He Yue looked up at him in confusion.

"You want to know how Wang Xiuya died, and the person who killed Wang Xiuya discovered my secret." Yue Zhou pointed to his eyes, "I want to find him."

"So what just happened?"

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As He Yue's footsteps became farther and farther away, Yue Zhou tried to move his steps, but he couldn't see the road clearly. After reaching out to feel if there were any obstacles nearby, he decided to give up walking around, as it would be bad to offend the dead.

He dropped his hands and stood there, his eyes unfocused, like a lifeless puppet.

All the games today were held in Huilin. Yunlong was unusually quiet. Not to mention the students, even the security guards were called to Huilin to maintain order. Yuezhou could only hear the sparse chirping of cicadas in late summer.

wrong!

It's not just the cicadas.

There are also footsteps hidden in the chirping of cicadas.

Although Yue Zhou couldn't see, his remaining senses were infinitely magnified in the darkness.

He pretended not to notice anything and still stood there with his head down, motionless, counting silently in his heart.

Twenty meters, ten meters, five meters...

Something was wrong. If an ordinary student saw Wang Xiuya, how could he not scream? Instead, he approached her in a sneaky way like he was doing now?

The man's breathing disturbed the sound of the wind in Yue Zhou's ears. He was sure that this person had bypassed Wang Xiuya's body and stood in front of him. Now he was probably wondering why Yue Zhou could not see.

A chill rose from the soles of his feet. Yue Zhou kept his expression steady, not daring to let anyone see any clues. He was wondering whether he should take the initiative when he suddenly heard a crisp voice behind him - "Yue Zhou!"

The man's footsteps became disordered, and he seemed to be afraid that He Yue would bring people with him, so he suddenly disappeared into the darkness.

Yue Zhou breathed a sigh of relief and turned around: "He Yue."

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"I felt someone coming when I was standing there, but I couldn't see him," Yue Zhou explained.

If he was the murderer, Yue Zhou, as an eyewitness, would have been in a very dangerous situation just now.

He Yue was shocked, but fortunately... fortunately she chose to turn around and did not leave Yue Zhou there alone.

"Aren't you afraid?" He Yue opened her mouth, only to find that her throat was dry and her voice was hoarse due to nervousness.

Scared.

Yue Zhou raised his eyes to look at He Yue, closing the distance between them: "Yes, I just fell into a very dangerous situation because of you."

"For me?" He Yue pointed at herself in disbelief.

Yue Zhou nodded, not feeling embarrassed at all: "So you're not going to tell me what happened? In this case, I'll be dead anyway..."

He Yue rushed forward and covered his mouth, frowning: "Knock on wood three times."

Yue Zhou never took jokes seriously, but He Yue in front of him looked serious, so he had to smile and obey her and knocked on the wood three times.

"So what exactly happened?" Yue Zhou asked.

"I..." He Yue thought about it again and again, and suddenly found it difficult to speak. If what Yue Zhou said was true and Wang Xiu Ya was murdered, then could it be that half of it was indirectly caused by her?

If she hadn't been holding on to Wang Xiuya's matter, perhaps Wang Xiuya wouldn't have died...

Seeing the guilt on Heyue's face, Yuezhou crossed his arms and said calmly: "Heyue, guilt can't solve anything."

He Yue looked at him, and Yue Zhou suddenly closed the distance between them and wiped the corners of her eyes with his fingertips: "Even tears are not allowed."

He Yue's eyelashes were covered with tears: "Yue Zhou, our class is different from your class, no, it should be different from any class in Yunlong, because we have one more class than you - Ideological and Moral Education Class."

Yue Zhou frowned. Where are the moral education classes in high school?

"The teacher in charge is our head teacher Zhou Wenhe."

He Yue picked up the corner of her clothes with her fingertips and rolled up her clothes. Yue Zhou subconsciously wanted to avoid his sight, but He Yue said softly, "It's okay."

On the snow-white waist, there were bruises that had not yet disappeared, forming a sharp contrast between the white and the purple.

Yue Zhou's pupils trembled slightly, and he laughed out of anger: "Is this a moral education class?"

"After you left today, I fell asleep without realizing it. I didn't wake up until I heard a girl screaming. I found that someone had poured alcohol all around me. I guess they wanted to set a fire and fake an accident to burn me to death."

If it wasn't for that girl, the consequences would be disastrous...

“I didn’t know it at the time, but now I think it was Wang Xiuya who woke me up. She wanted to save me.”

He Yue bit her lip, her eyes filled with tears again, and she was about to fall.

Everyone says Wang Xiuya is crazy and that you shouldn't get close to her. But in fact, Wang Xiuya knows better than anyone what to do and what not to do.

Yue Zhou's expression became serious: "Do you think it was Zhou Wenhe?"

"It's not Zhou Wenhe."

The door was opened, and two people appeared in the ward, panting. They were Luo Yilan and Lin Xia Ning.

Luo Yilan came out: "I just checked in the monitoring room. Zhou Wenhe has been on the playground. He is the referee for the 3000 meters."

Lin Xia Ning and Luo Yi Lan walked in and quickly pushed Yue Zhou aside.

Yue Zhou then realized that there was someone behind them. Zhu Huaining, who had brought them here, was leaning against the door with his arms folded across his chest, his eyes fixed on Lin Xia Ning.

Just now, when An Su ran over and shouted to see He Yue, Lin Xianing was so scared that she unconsciously clenched her hands.

Zhu Huaining pressed his chest, feeling a little puzzled. Why should he worry about Lin Xianing?

But looking at Lin Xia Ning's relaxed expression, Zhu Huaining's brows gradually curved.