She also had a day when she rolled over

Chapter 284 The truth of the world (81)

"Tell me, this has nothing to do with you..." Her body was shaking uncontrollably because of fear, but her main emotion was disbelief.

"Xiaoyi, I will tell you whatever you want to hear." Huai Zhi took off his glasses, folded them and put them on the corner of the table. His eyes were full of smiles and his words were as gentle as a spring breeze, but this was not enough to calm the girl's emotions.

"These have nothing to do with me." The smile on his face was still so decent, but it made An Yiran feel terrified.

This meant that he had no intention of hiding it from her anymore.

"Are you going to call me sister now?"

"So Xiaoyi doesn't like this kind of fun? I thought you would like it." They were obviously talking about serious things, but he deliberately talked about other things and looked a little hurt.

An Yiran was so frightened that her whole body turned cold. Only then did she realize that she had never understood the other person.

It turns out that the lives of so many people, and even the survival of the world, are not as important as a title?

"Why me?"

"Fate loves repetition, deduction, and coincidence."

She remembered a book she had read on Huaizhi's bookshelf. In the book, there was a sentence like this:

He believed that time had countless series, with diverging, converging, and parallel times weaving an ever-growing, intricate web.

A network of times that converge, diverge, intersect, or never interfere with each other.
Contains all possibilities.

Most of the time, we do not exist; at some times, there is you but not me; at other times, there is me but not you; and at still other times, both you and I exist.

This was a passage that Huaizhi had specially marked with a highlighter, but she had never seen him open the book to read it.

He said: "I keep all the important things in my mind."

At that time, An Yiran just thought that he loved to show off his artistic talent, so she pretended to be jealous, hugged his neck and asked sourly: "Then who are you with when we are not together?"

Huai Zhi was slightly startled, then returned to normal. He said firmly: "This won't happen."

He hooked An Yiran's hair with his fingers, letting her hair flow into the gaps between their interlocked fingers. The scattered hair tightly entangled their fingers together.

"Xiaoyi, your eyes are not for crying." Huai Zhi tried to wipe away her tears with his fingertips, but she waved him away.

"Don't touch me!" She almost pressed her entire back against the bookshelf, with nowhere to retreat.

He did not listen to the girl. Instead, he moved closer to her and made a "silence" gesture with one hand in front of his mouth.

Huai Zhi kissed away the tears from the corners of her eyes, took out a sedative from his pocket and injected it into her body.

"Good girl, take a nap, you are too tired." He watched An Yiran's body in his arms slowly relax and slide down, and he stroked her waist-length hair from top to bottom as if he was stroking a kitten's fur.

She was conscious but her eyes were very sleepy. She tried to turn over as usual but found something heavy on her ankle.

She thought about her situation and almost jumped up from the bed, but there was no sign of the man beside her.

An Yiran walked towards the bedroom door, and the heavy anklets on her feet caused her to feel such piercing pain that she could not take another step forward.

She gritted her teeth and almost crawled to the door, only to find that it was locked from the outside and the windows were fixed shut. No sunlight from outside could come in, and the only thing that could illuminate the room was the lamp.

She could only step back and return to the bed.

An Yiran looked around and found that all sharp objects in the room had been confiscated, and even the walls were covered with a layer of soft shell material. This place was like a place where she could be trapped all by herself.

She couldn't commit suicide, but she couldn't leave. Fortunately, she could walk in the bedroom without any restrictions. She pulled off the bed sheet and tried to strangle herself with it, but she would always let go and breathe secretly when she was about to suffocate.

How much she hated her own cowardice, which was also the most basic physiological reflex of human beings.

There was a sound of a doorknob being turned outside, and Huai Zhi appeared dressed in black, which was completely inconsistent with his usual image.

"what are you doing?"

An Yiran laughed at herself: "How long have you been monitoring me? You know better than me. Don't you know what I'm doing?"

"I'm just afraid that you'll disappear. Why can't you be a good kid and just stay by my side?" He sighed, as if she had made a huge mistake.

"Where exactly is the experimental site?"

Huai Zhi had no intention of hiding the truth from her, so he told her the truth: "It's quite interesting. During Halloween, many people were cosplaying as ghosts, clowns, and chainsaw men. It was normal for a zombie to be among them."

An Yiran collapsed on the ground, gasping for breath, and asked another question: "Why me?"

She still didn't understand why this person was herself.

She couldn't be said to be ordinary in the crowd, but she didn't stand out either.

She has no special talents or great ambitions. At most, she is pretty, but she is neither a pretty girl nor a bright and flamboyant one.

"Because I just happen to like you."

"It's really a ghost story, haha."

Huai Zhi was not angry when he heard her say this.

He wanted to pick up An Yiran who was lying on the ground, but she kept resisting his touch.

"If I could go back to the beginning, I would definitely kill you," she said fiercely.

"You won't." Huai Zhi said firmly.

An Yiran wanted to say something harsh, but Huai Zhi stopped her with a kiss.

She rubbed his lips with the tip of her teeth, then bit down hard, and the sharp tip of her teeth pierced his lips.

The blood flowing out made his lips more colorful, and combined with his pale skin, he looked very seductive.

He was half right.

If she went back to the beginning with her memories, she would naturally kill him; if she had no memories, An Yiran would have only that one choice thousands of times.

Isn't kindness a beautiful quality in a person? Why did her kindness harm all the people she cherished?

Her eyes seemed to be misty, and she offered her lips and licked the blood oozing from him with the tip of her tongue.

Huai Zhi was somewhat caught off guard by An Yiran's obedience, but he was very happy that she could be more open-minded, so he let An Yiran do whatever she wanted with him.

"The ground is cold." Huai Zhi picked her up and gently placed her on the bed as if she were a treasure.

An Yiran didn't know how much time had passed, but he thought it was probably dark.

She opened her sleepy eyelashes and raised them with great effort, and the man's arm was wrapped around her waist.

An Yiran didn't know if he was awake or not. She didn't want to face him directly, so she didn't turn around. She kicked his calf with her foot and said in a stuttering voice, "Get up. I'm hungry."