It's not too much to say that a beauty is a little bit stronger

Soon after, there was a sound of fighting coming from the next room, and the banging sounds came through the wall into Xiao Huai's ears, as if someone was trying to stop the man from opening the door.

However, the man's voice was almost insane, accompanied by panting and the sound of breaking down the door. Finally, his footsteps disappeared in the corridor.

There was a sudden silence outside the door.

Xiao Huai and Lu Yuanshi looked at each other, and a hint of coldness appeared in Xiao Huai's eyes, as if he had anticipated something.

Sure enough, after a moment, the man's footsteps leaving the room stopped abruptly.

It was quiet.

Unusually quiet.

Then, a faint laugh was heard in the corridor.

"Heh...hehehe..."

That laughter was different from the sharp, mechanical laughter before. It was low and slow, like someone was forcing a laugh by pulling the corners of their mouth.

Xiao Huai's gaze fixed, and he looked out through the crack in the door, vaguely seeing the person who had originally run away.

He stood stiffly in the middle of the corridor, his back to the crowd, his body trembling slightly.

Suddenly, he slowly turned his head and the expression on his face became distorted.

It was a smile so bright that it was frightening. The corners of his mouth almost reached his ears, veins bulged on his cheeks, and his eyes were extremely empty.

He opened his mouth and began to laugh as well.

Then bright red blood began to flow from his eyes and flow down his cheeks.

The next moment, the man's head began to tilt, as if some invisible force was pulling him.

Then, a slight "click" sound was heard——

His neck was broken bit by bit by an invisible force, like a candle being cut by a silk thread.

Finally, the head slipped from its shoulders and landed on the floor with a dull thud.

There was no struggle during the entire death process.

A painless death.

That face still maintained its brilliant curve until death.

What exactly did this person see?

Just when Xiao Huai wanted to explore further, a dark shadow suddenly blocked his sight.

Lu Yuanshi appeared in front of him, moving quickly and decisively. He pressed Xiao Huai's shoulder with one hand and gently pushed him back a step.

"stop looking."

Xiao Huai frowned slightly.

why?

But he just wanted to see it.

"Xiao Huai."

At that moment, Xiao Huai's eyes met Lu Yuanshi's deep black eyes.

He was stunned for a moment, as if he was forcibly pulled back from a state on the verge of losing control.

"Look at me."

Xiao Huai was stunned, and consciousness gradually returned.

Only then did he realize that his palm had been pressed on the door uncontrollably, as if the door would open with just one more push.

Xiao Huai's pupils shrank slightly, and he looked at his hands, a hint of surprise appearing in his eyes.

When did I become so obsessed with wanting to see things outside?

A strange obsession was surging from deep within his heart, driving him and bewitching him.

From the initial smell of blood, to the blurry light and shadow outside the door, to the eerie laughter, every detail seemed to be constructing a silent and invisible temptation, pushing him step by step to the other side of the door.

It wasn't that he didn't notice how deliberate those sounds and smells were.

Each time it arouses people's curiosity and fear just right, making people want to find out more.

But from the very beginning, the so-called curiosity changed and became a deeper emotion.

It was like an invisible string pulling him, forcing him to look.

He suddenly thought of the person who rushed out of the next room uncontrollably—

Isn’t this a deliberate inducement?

The cold light in Xiao Huai's eyes became sharper.

If going out during curfew is a death rule, then its real purpose is to make people break the rule.

Xiao Huai quickly deduced the possibilities in his mind.

The thing outside the door did not break in by force, nor did it actively attack. Instead, it used knocking, laughter, light and shadow, and other methods to create an atmosphere, trying to make the people in the room feel uneasy and fearful, so that they would actively push the door open.

It cannot force people to leave, it can only induce them.

The more curious you are, the more you will be drawn in...

The two looked at each other for a moment.

Xiao Huai suddenly curled up the corners of his lips and smiled, then turned back to the bed, his movements calm and casual.

He lay down and closed his eyes, as if nothing had happened.

However, after a while, Lu Yuanshi still did not move.

Xiao Huai raised his eyebrows slightly in the darkness and said lightly:

"Wasn't it necessary to warm the bed before?"

The implication was to point out the habits of a certain Shura in the previous copy.

As soon as the words fell, there was a moment of silence in the air.

A moment later, Lu Yuanshi's low laughter came from the other side.

Xiao Huai opened one eye, turned his gaze slightly, and looked at Lu Yuanshi who was standing beside him.

Lu Yuanshi slowly walked to the bedside, bent down, and her long black hair fell down, brushing Xiao Huai's face lightly.

His voice was low and meaningful: "Are you hinting at me, Lord?"

Xiao Huai didn't reply, but just quietly made room. His voice was sleepy, but it came through clearly:

"Whatever you think."

After a while, Lu Yuanshi sat down beside the bed.

He did not lie down, but sat beside Xiao Huai, guarding him quietly.

As he raised his hand, an invisible barrier quietly rose up, blocking out all the disturbing noise, and the room instantly became quiet.

But this silence was limited to the room they were in.

Outside the door, the strange knocking sounds and low laughter were still lingering, like ghosts wandering in the night, trying to find a gap to seep in.

After Xiao Huai's breathing rate became stable, Lu Yuanshi turned his head and looked at the crack in the door, with a cold light in his eyes.

Lu Yuanshi knew very well that this indiscriminate temptation was not truly indiscriminate.

Rather than luring others out, they hope Xiao Huai can go out.

It has even reached a certain level of urgency.

He lowered his hands and whispered to himself, "But it won't be that easy for you to succeed."

Gradually, the knocking and laughing sounds realized they were useless and began to fade away, but the smell of blood became stronger, as if the air itself was stained with a layer of scarlet color.

-

The next day, the first rays of morning light streamed into the room through the half-open window.

Xiao Huai slowly opened his eyes and sat up. His long eyelashes trembled, but he was still sleepy and his expression was a little lazy and tired.

Lu Yuanshi was sitting on the edge of the bed, holding an exquisitely carved wooden comb in his hand. The smooth teeth of the comb shone with a soft luster in the sunlight.

When Xiao Huai looked at Lu Yuan in confusion, he lowered his head following his gaze and his eyes fell on his long hair.

"..."

One night, his black hair was tangled up in many knots after sleeping, and it was extremely messy. A few strands of hair even stuck up stubbornly, which looked a little funny.

Before Xiao Huai could react, Lu Yuanshi had already stood up, gently brushing his hair with his fingertips, his movements gentle and delicate.

The teeth of the comb passed through the hair, untangling one knot after another.

Untying the knot of time is like untying the lock of fate.

Every time a tooth passes by, it wants to peel off the shackles that hinder it.