Pretty Fool's Live Clearance in Infinite World

Lin Qi was wearing a black uniform at the moment. The uniform was perfectly tailored with smooth lines, which set off his petite and well-proportioned figure.

The collar of the uniform was trimmed with a silver edge, which formed a sharp contrast with the black fabric and made the boy's skin look as white as snow.

The boy wore a black uniform hat on his head. The brim of the hat was slightly tilted, and it was inlaid with a small silver badge. The badge shone brightly under the light. The shadow of the hat just covered his forehead, making his clear eyes look more lively.

Lin Qi felt uncomfortable under the man's fiery and direct gaze. He lowered his head, stammered, and said softly, "What are you looking at..."

The young man's voice sounded delicate and tender in his ears, and his heart couldn't help but tremble. He unconsciously darkened his originally clear expression, his Adam's apple rolling up and down, and said slowly in a slightly hoarse voice, "Brother is so beautiful."

When Lin Qi heard the man's undisguised praise, her little face instantly became rosy, her feather-like eyelashes trembled slightly, and her little mouth was so pink and tender that it made people want to kiss her.

"Okay, okay, let's get ready to go." Lin Qi quickly interrupted the man's fiery gaze and said hurriedly.

"Then, shall we set off?" Hao Zhe asked Song Yixuan.

The man glanced at Hao Zhe, walked straight up to the boy, took the boy's fair little hand, and walked out the door.

When Hao Zhe saw this scene, he couldn't help feeling a little timid, but he didn't dare to disobey, so he could only follow timidly.

Lin Qi was seen being held tightly by the tall man's hand, his face full of reluctance and unhappiness, struggling desperately to break free. However, even after walking out of the ward, the man still showed no intention of letting go.

At this moment, Lin Qi finally couldn't stand it anymore. With a hint of anger in his childish voice, he shouted fiercely, "Let me go!"

Hearing this, the man was not moved at all. He just narrowed his eyes slightly, stretched out a slender and white index finger, gently placed it on his lips, made a "hush" gesture, and signaled the boy to be quiet.

Lin Qi seemed to be under a spell in an instant. He immediately closed his chattering mouth and his big round eyes began to look around restlessly.

The lights in the corridor were dim, and the surroundings seemed eerie, as if hiding countless unknown fears. Although Lin Qi was reluctant to get close to this man, in this dangerous situation, he had to temporarily put aside his inner resistance and stick close to the man.

Song Yixuan looked down at the boy in his arms who was like a frightened little rabbit. His cute look, which was obviously scared to death but pretending to be calm and actively approaching him for protection, made the corners of his mouth rise involuntarily, outlining a barely perceptible smile.

Hao Zhe followed behind, looking around nervously, afraid that something else would jump out from some dark corner.

The three of them moved slowly in the pitch-black darkness, as if every step was stepping on the strings of fear.

The green exit sign glowed faintly like a firefly, casting a dim light on the ground. Far from bringing a sense of security, it instead added a touch of eerie terror to the space. The surroundings were as quiet as the realm of death, leaving one's hair standing on end.

Lin Qi's ward was on the third floor, while their destination - the archives room and the dean's office - was on the fourth floor.

The three of them walked silently in the corridor like ghosts, for fear of waking up the sleeping demon. At this moment, a sudden sound broke the silence.

I don't know what started to move quickly in the corridor. The "thump thump" footsteps were crisp and rapid, and it sounded like a naughty child running and playing happily.

At the same time, there were also rustling sounds, as if countless small hands were groping for something in the dark.

Lin Qi suddenly stopped in his tracks, his face turning pale in an instant, because he felt an inexplicable force grabbing the corner of his clothes, the touch was cold and a little chilly.

He was terrified and subconsciously shrank into Song Yixuan's warm embrace, his body shaking uncontrollably.

Song Yixuan immediately noticed something was wrong with the young man in his arms. He frowned slightly and asked Lin Qi with concern, "What's wrong?"

Lin Qi's originally pretty and cute little face was now filled with sorrow and worry. His features were almost wrinkled into a ball. His voice was choked with fear. He trembled and said, "There is... there is something..."

The boy was about to cry. He closed his eyes tightly and grabbed Song Yixuan's clothes tightly with both hands. He wanted to bury his whole body in the man's chest for protection.

Song Yixuan's eagle-like eyes, with a hint of coldness, quickly scanned the boy's surroundings. Surprisingly, this man seemed to have the ability to see in the dark, and everything around him was clearly visible.

I saw a little boy about four or five years old standing there timidly, his little hands tightly clutching the corner of the boy's clothes.

The boy's face was bloodless, pale as a sheet of white paper, except for his large, dark eyes, which shone like stars in the night sky, emitting a fiery and pure light. He stared at the boy in front of him, his eyes filled with dependence and longing.

The little boy's chubby little hands, as if afraid of losing support, tightly grasped the edge of the boy's uniform, refusing to let go. He tilted his head slightly and called out in his soft, childish voice: "Brother, brother..."

——Oh my god! This little thing is pretty cute!

——What is this? Is it a ghost?

——No, why is he clinging to his wife? Sure enough, children will choose a good-looking person as their mother (hehe)

——This is the son of my wife and me.

......

However, the boy pretended not to hear the little boy's cry, closed his eyes tightly, and did not dare to look at the little boy.

His eyelashes trembled constantly because of extreme fear, his brows were tightly furrowed together, forming a deep groove, and his pink little mouth pursed unconsciously, as if he would cry out in the next second.

"Let go!" Song Yixuan's eyes became colder and colder, like ice that had not melted for a thousand years. He shouted at the little boy without mercy.

But what was unexpected was that the little boy not only did not obey his order to let go, but instead became more aggressive. He opened his two small hands and hugged the boy's slender legs tightly, as if he would never let go.

"Brother! I'm scared!"

The child's childish voice scared Lin Qi so much that he screamed out immediately.