triple world

Fu Yan choked for breath, and couldn't help but glance at the phone screen. The three words "Gu Wensheng" shining brightly on it let him know that he found the right person.

The current situation is the same as myself just now, and Gu Wensheng's mood has been greatly affected. Fu Yan even has a feeling that it is not Gu Wensheng who is speaking to him at this time, and this sentence is not for him.

Fortunately, this kind of emotion can be controlled. He also suppressed that kind of emotion to talk to Gu Wensheng just now, and Gu Wensheng can naturally do it if he wants to.

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a long time before Gu Wensheng's breathing sounded slowly, and his tired voice reached Fu Yan's ears; "Brother, we don't want to see each other for now, I can't control myself. "

When Gu Wensheng spoke just now, he vaguely knew what he was going to say, but for some reason he didn't shut up and let the sentence just say it.

An inexplicable joy flowed in his chest, and it took a lot of effort for him to restrain his emotions and continue talking to Fu Yan.

Under such circumstances, if he meets Fu Yan again, he is always afraid that he will do something irreversible.

They ended the call quickly. Gu Wensheng and Fu Yan on both ends of the phone felt that the situation was not good. I have to say that this kind of direct mental and emotional impact is too powerful. Fu Yan even felt that following this trend Go on, even if they leave this game world, their state may continue for a while.

Not meeting each other is indeed the most reliable method now, and Fu Yan also thinks so.

What he didn't tell Gu Wensheng was that when he heard those words, his body trembled like a conditioned reflex, and a kind of extreme panic surged from the bottom of his heart. Although it was only for a moment, that kind of fear made him My body remembers it very clearly.

It's just that in the game world, some things are not as simple as they imagined, and what should come is never late.

For the next few days, Fu Yan stayed in his room and didn't try to go out again. He seemed very peaceful, and his life brought a different kind of peace.

However, one day, when Fu Yan woke up in the morning, he felt pain. The fine and sharp pain climbed up from every finger, connecting together, almost driving Fu Yan crazy.

His hands were covered in blood.

The fingertips were bloody and fleshy, and several fingernails were turned up, revealing the red tender flesh underneath, and the coagulated blood formed black scabs on it, and a light touch was like a needle prick.

A corner of the bed sheet was torn and turned into a bloody piece. There were also deep scratches on the bedside table, and the blood was dripping on it. It looked very weird, as if Fu Yan was scratching around with his nails All the things have been turned into what they are now.

But he didn't know anything at all. He slept soundly in bed last night and didn't remember anything else.

As Fu Yan woke up, the pain became more intense, as if all the sensory organs in his body had been opened.

Youdao is ten fingers connected to the heart, Fu Yan took a few deep breaths but still couldn't bear the pain, and still cried out in pain.

It's just that Fu Yan didn't like people staying at his door, so the people who had been guarding outside had already left, so he could only forcefully open the door to find someone.

He didn't like those servants, but he couldn't handle this situation himself, so he could only seek their help.

Fu Yan, who appeared in the living room, managed to scare all the servants. His white shirt was also stained with blood, and the injuries on his fingers should not be underestimated.

"What's the matter, young master!" Soon someone surrounded him and asked in panic.

Fu Yan thought it was useless for you to ask me, he was already in so much pain that he was about to pass out.

But in this noisy environment, he still heard a sentence.

"The eldest young master has started to fall ill again, what should I do now?"

The family doctor who rushed over quickly treated Fu Yan's wound skillfully, and comforted him a few words, telling him to relax and not to think too much.

Fu Yan endured the pain, but his heart was like a stormy sea.

This is not the first time this happened. The servants here know that he has suffered such injuries before. They say it is a disease, and he has suffered from it more than once.

After the wound was treated, the pain in the finger was still as strong. The family doctor gave Fu Yan painkillers so that he could have a good rest.

Fu Yan was lying on the bed, his mind was full of things about the disease, but in the eyes of the doctor who packed up his things and was about to leave, he felt a little more pitiful.

He glanced at Fu Yan, and then said softly: "Young Master, listen to me, if you want to open up, don't take it out on yourself."

When Fu Yan was still trying to ask a few words, he sighed and walked out.

After taking the medicine, Fu Yan became tired, and the wound on his finger also ached, and he fell into a deep sleep again before he had time to hold him back.

When he opened his eyes again, someone was already guarding him, not Gu Wensheng, but one of the two maids who stopped him from letting him go out.

"Eldest young master, you are awake." She leaned close to Fu Yan, helped him up and lay on the cushion, "You can tell us anything, there is no need to hurt yourself so much, if you really want to go out, talk to the second young master Just talk about it."

She thought that Fu Yan was injured this time because he was not allowed to go out.

Fu Yan: "When was the last time I got sick?"

The maid frowned and thought for a while: "It's been more than four months."

That was before Fu Yan and the others came in. Also, the injury on his hand won't heal after a while.

The maid asked tentatively again: "Aren't you and the second young master doing well recently?"

Fu Yan didn't speak any more, just looked aside in a daze.

After a long time, the maid tucked the quilt up for him: "Then I'll go out first and stand guard at the door. Can you call me if you have anything?"

She didn't get a response from Fu Yan, and she didn't care, and left lightly.

Fu Yan opened his eyes only after hearing the sound of closing the door, and raised his hand. His ten fingers were all wrapped in thick gauze, and he didn't know what he had applied to give him a cool feeling, but the pain was no matter what. It can't be eliminated, and it has been lingering at the fingertips.

Gu Wensheng didn't come back.

If he knew about Fu Yan's injury, he would come back even if he kept saying that he shouldn't meet again. Therefore, the reason why Fu Yan didn't see him when he opened his eyes was because no one told him about it.

In this family, the Eldest Young Master "fell sick", and such a serious injury was not something that needed to be reported to the Second Young Master, as if it was just a trivial matter that did not need to be reported to the person in charge at all.

Or it has been said before, but it was not regarded as an important matter, and over time, they stopped talking about it.

Fu Yan looked at his hands, and the guessing in his heart became more and more terrifying. He could hardly imagine what the real young master went through before they came here.

The information he got from the beginning to the present all pointed to an extremely bad situation.

Gradually, while he was in a daze deep in thought, a strong sense of lethargy filled his body, he didn't want to move, and even breathing felt useless and lifeless.

Fu Yan knew that this feeling was not right, but he just didn't want to move, he just lay there quietly.

Some time before the end of this game world, the emotions that tried to control them all the time finally began to exert their strength again.