Chapter 1535 Prisoner (40)

At three o'clock in the morning, the man finally moved.

But his movements were like an old man who was extremely slow to move, extremely difficult, as if a little move would consume most of his energy.

Late at night, almost everyone fell asleep, including homeless people.

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

Drunk like mud.

Yun Si followed him, watching how he walked through the deserted street step by step, and returned to his place in silence like a defeated dog falling into the water--

A dark basement.

The basement door is made of iron and is tied with iron chains.

He fell at the door, as if he had no strength anymore, and just fell there without moving.

It's like dead.

The cold iron door, the biting cold evening breeze.

His body seemed very cold, so cold that his fingers were stiff and unable to move.

Under his messy hair, his face was disgusting visible to the naked eye and was still in suppuration.

The pus flowed out, but he seemed to be unable to feel it. His whole body lost its vitality and was about to die in this cold winter.

Yun Si squatted down slowly and looked at him silently.

She tightened her fingers and pinched herself until the stinging sensation came that she could feel such a touch of reality.

The reality tells her that he once lived so unbearable.

Yun Si looked at him quietly, reached out and wanted to touch him gently.

When she touched his hand that was cold enough to be almost without temperature, she was stunned for a moment and looked at her hand again.

In amazement, she seemed to be trying to verify something, and reached out and touched him gently.

...It can really be encountered.

Yun Si was a little confused.

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

The chain has a lock, but Yun Si used a spell at will and then untie it.

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

The damp and cold air in the basement rushes into my face, making my skin feel so cold that it hurts unbearable at that moment.

Yun Si looked up and saw that the first thing that caught her eye was a large and small pictorial covering the wall.

It's all her, all of them.

Walls, ceilings, windows...

Anything that can post posters is covered with her.

The fans who are obsessed with are almost crazy.

It's empty here, nothing but posters.

There is no bed, no sofa, no table, and even... there is not even a quilt.

It was empty, only full posters.

And on the ground, there are all neatly stacked posters.

As long as it was not posted, it was neatly tidy and arranged cleanly by him.

It was not stained with the half-desol in this basement.

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

To calm down her mood, she closed the iron door casually.

He held his waist with one hand, looked left and right, looking for a place to settle down.

As for those magazine posters, Yun Si randomly used a trick and moved them to the corner.

After finally sorting out an empty space in this narrow space, she was about to take action.

The person she has been holding her up slowly raised his head.

The turbid eyes hidden under the messy hair were empty and ashes, and they looked at her calmly.

It seems like he has no consciousness.

Yun Si noticed something, turned her head and happened to meet his sight.

He looked at her quietly, without moving.
Chapter completed!