Today, the hostess, has she lost her studies?

Chapter 1535 Imprisonment (40)

At three in the morning, the man finally moved.

But the movement is like an old man who moves extremely slowly, it is extremely difficult, as if moving will consume most of his energy.

In the middle of the night, almost everyone was asleep, including the homeless.

Only he moved his heavy steps slowly, staggered, and fell to the ground again.

Drunk as hell.

Yun Si followed behind him, watching how he walked through the deserted street step by step, and returned to the place where he lived silently like a defeated dog in the water——

A darkened basement.

The door to the basement was made of iron and was fastened with an iron chain.

He fell to the door, as if he had no strength left, just fell there, motionless.

As if dead.

The cold iron gate, the biting cold evening wind.

His body seemed to be very cold, and his fingers were so stiff that he couldn't move.

Under the messy hair, his face was disgusting and still festering.

The pus flowed out, but he didn't seem to feel it, his whole body lost its vitality, and he was almost dying in this cold winter.

Yun Si knelt down slowly and looked at him silently.

She tightened her fingers and pinched herself until the tingling sensation came, and she could feel a sense of reality.

The sense of reality is telling her that he used to live such a miserable life.

Yun Si looked at him quietly, and stretched out her hand, wanting to touch him lightly.

When she touched his cold, almost temperatureless hand, she froze for a moment, then looked at her own hand again.

Surprised, she stretched out her hand and touched him lightly as if she wanted to prove something.

...can really be touched.

Yun Si was a little dazed.

After looking at her hands for a while, she came to her senses, approached him, and slowly helped him up.

The iron chain was locked, but Yun Si cast a spell at random and it was untied.

She pushed open the door and slowly helped the drunk man inside.

The damp and cold air in the basement rushed towards his face, so cold that his skin became painful at that moment, which was unbearable.

Yun Si raised her eyes, and the first thing she saw were the large and small pictorials plastered all over the wall.

It's all her, all of it.

Walls, ceilings, windows...

As long as there are posters that can be posted, they are all covered with her.

An out-and-out obsessive fan, the fan is almost crazy.

It's pretty empty, nothing but posters.

No bed, no sofa, no table, not even...not even a quilt.

Nothing but plastered posters.

On the ground, there are all neatly stacked posters.

As long as it was not pasted, he tidied it up neatly and arranged it cleanly.

Untouched by the half barrenness of this basement.

"..." Yun Si took a deep breath.

After calming down, she closed the iron door casually.

Holding his waist with one hand, he looked left and right, looking for a place to stay.

As for those magazine posters, Yun Si did a random trick and moved them to a corner.

After finally sorting out an open space in this narrow space, she was about to make a move.

The person she had been supporting slowly raised his head.

The cloudy eyes hidden under the disheveled hair were empty and gray, and they fixedly looked at her.

It's like he's lost his mind.

Yun Si noticed something, turned her head, and met his gaze.

He looked at her quietly, not moving.

(End of this chapter)