Tell them that a witness saw their faces, guess what would happen to them?" The man seemed to be stating the facts, not as if he was threatening people at all, "The sixth floor is right."

Chen Zhihuan: "..."

She stood there frozen, and noticed that the person behind her was slowly approaching, and instantly had the urge to solve the disaster for the two of them. But she was just thinking about it. She had just obtained a beautiful life and didn't want to go to prison.

Chen Zhihuan glanced at the man who had already walked beside him and led the way with a depressed look on his face. The man pressed the wound to relieve pain, forced himself to move step by step. When he arrived upstairs, Chen Zhihuan was already standing in the entrance hall waiting.

The man's eyes turned black and he could barely see the door left for him. He walked in with a breath. The moment he closed the door, he could no longer hold on and kneeled down to the ground with his legs weakly.

Chen Zhihuan felt nervous and rushed over to help him. The man's face suddenly changed, and his voice was so harsh for the first time: "Get out!"

Unfortunately, it was too late. Chen Zhihuan held his arm and let his knees land smoothly on the ground. The man's face turned pale and he 'naked' at the floor next to him.

Chen Zhihuan looked at him nervously, and he retching again. Chen Zhihuan grabbed him and refused to let go. He wanted to vomit for the third time—

But nothing was spit out.

And his third retching was not so good that he was feeling uncomfortable and vomiting, but rather that he was pretending. Chen Zhihuan was silent for a moment: "Are you trying to mess around?"

After realizing that he hadn't vomited anything, a hint of shock appeared in the man's eyes. After a moment of silence, he calmed down and looked at Chen Zhihuan calmly.

Chen Zhihuan opened his eyes wide and looked at him seriously, reminding him: "Now you are asking you to hide from me, it is entirely out of kindness. If you dare to mess around or have other thoughts, in your current state, I can beat ten of them at one."

As soon as the words finished, the man stretched out his finger expressionlessly and poked her face.

Chen Zhihuan: "...You are fucking thinking I'm joking?"

"I really didn't vomit," the man looked at her strangely, murmured and sat down directly at the entrance, "Is there a medical box?"

Chen Zhihuan resisted the urge to roll his eyes, turned around and took the medicine box for him: "You should disinfect it with alcohol first, then wrap it with a bandage. Remember not to use a knife, if there is too much bleeding..."

Before she finished speaking, the man bit the gauze and pulled out the knife. In an instant, blood gushed out, and a dense layer of sweat appeared on his forehead. Chen Zhihuan was completely shocked.

The man poured alcohol on the wound, groaned and wrapped it with gauze, and his technique seemed to have been practiced. After doing all this, he closed his eyes and rested for a while before he could barely take a break. Before he breathed, his eyebrows and eyes relaxed: "Is this scary?"

"I just dragged the floor today," Chen Zhihuan took a deep breath and stared at him unhappily, "You just dirty me?"

“…”

"Forget it, I won't clean up today." Chen Zhihuan stood up, "When those people leave, you can leave."

After saying that, she returned to the house with a calm expression on her face.

The moment the bedroom door closed, the calm on her face immediately collapsed. She realized that she might be taking a murderer home. She was circling around the house anxiously, and finally noticed her dressing table and immediately pushed it to block the door.

The man in the entrance hall sat quietly leaning against the wall. After hearing the sound of heavy objects moving in the room, his eyes silently turned away. His acting skills were good, and he really thought she was not afraid at all.

He took out his cell phone with a broken screen from his pocket, pressed it twice but failed to respond, and then pulled out the cell phone card inside.

The man put his mobile phone card into his shirt pocket and gradually relaxed. His eyelids gradually became heavier. Before he fell asleep, he was still wondering why he was touched by this woman but did not vomit.

After Chen Zhihuan blocked the door here, he finally could sleep peacefully. However, after sleeping for less than four hours, he woke up by urine. She rented two bedrooms and one living room, and there was no bathroom in the bedroom. If you want to go to the toilet, you can only go outside the bedroom.

She struggled for a while and finally couldn't hold it in. She moved the dressing table with a sad face. As soon as she opened the door, she had to rush to the bathroom. As a result, she remembered something halfway through and ran to the entrance.

Sure enough, the man was still there and he was sleeping dyingly.

Chen Zhihuan looked at him disgusted, squatted down and pushed him: "Hey, it's two o'clock in the morning, you should leave, right?"

The man did not move, Chen Zhihuan pushed him again, and his body fell down, scaring her so much that she hurriedly held his head, so she did not kowtow to him. This time she also noticed that the temperature on his forehead seemed to be abnormally high.

"Hey...hey..." Chen Zhihuan screamed twice, and the man groaned impatiently, sure that he had not fainted. Chen Zhihuan breathed a sigh of relief.

When he saw him lying on the ground, his body shrank. Although Chen Zhihuan was reluctant, he still carried a quilt on him, then poured a cup of warm water and found antipyretics.

She held the medicine in one hand and held the water in the other. After gestured twice, she found it was too inconvenient. She could only put the thing down first, straighten the man's head, stuffed a pill into his mouth, and then pinched his mouth and fed the water.

The water seeped into his teeth. When Chen Zhihuan saw his Adam's apple move, he knew that he had swallowed the medicine. He immediately put the water cup aside and was anxious to stand up, but he grabbed his wrist.

When Chen Zhihuan looked down, he had already opened his eyes.

"What I give you is antipyretics," she explained subconsciously.

The man glanced at himself and held her hand: "Why didn't I feel disgusted?"

"...What's the disgusting thing about taking antipyretics? Let me go, I have something urgent to do!"

The man's hand added another force: "Why don't you just be disgusted with you, but not other women?"

Chen Zhihuan struggled for a few times but couldn't break free. He stopped expressionlessly: "I don't know why you don't feel disgusted now, but I know that if you hold my hand like this, you will definitely feel disgusted."

"Why?"

"I want to go to the bathroom, but I can't hold it in anymore."

“…”

Chapter 3

The man let go of his hand in an instant, Chen Zhihuan turned his head and rushed towards the bathroom. After closing the door with a snap, the world became quiet. A minute later, the sound of flushing came from the bathroom, and then the sound of her washing her hands was the sound of her washing her hands.

The man listened quietly to her noisy movements, and his eyelids gradually became heavier again. Because of fever and blood loss, and his head resting on the hard ground, he did not sleep soundly, and he repeatedly struggled between sleeping and awakening. After a while, he suddenly felt that he was moved. He tried hard to open his eyes, but in the end he couldn't help but fall asleep. This time he finally fell asleep.

When I woke up again, it was already dawn and my body temperature returned to normal. I felt like I had just recovered from a serious illness.

He stood up on the ground and accidentally pressed it to a soft spot. The man frowned and looked down and saw a pillow. Only then did he realize that he had been pillowing on the pillow just now.

No wonder he didn't feel uncomfortable, he looked at the master bedroom door thoughtfully.

As if responding to his gaze, the next second the door of the master bedroom was opened. As soon as Chen Zhihuan walked out of the door, he looked at him unexpectedly: "...You won't stare at my door all night, are you?"

"You're thinking too much," the man looked calm, "Thank you for your pillow."

"You want to thank me more than just my pillow." Chen Zhi glanced at him, walked straight to him and squatted down, stretched his head to his forehead.

The man subconsciously stiffened all over. Before he could dodge, he was pressed by her warm hands. The strange touch made him tense up until she let go of his hands.

"No more burning, you can leave now." Chen Zhihuan said without standing up, so he stretched out his hands to reach the door handle, because his movement was too big and he accidentally exposed a piece of his waist and abdomen.

The slender waist is as white as porcelain, and a black mole on the side waist embellishes the charm, which is completely different from her unaggressive face.

The man looked at the door that opened a crack: "Let me remind me, they may not have left yet, and it is very likely that they just went upstairs to look for me. You have opened the door now..."

Before he could finish his words, Chen Zhihuan silently closed the door.

The two looked at each other silently for a long time, and Chen Zhihuan felt that one head and two big ones: "Did I pick up a piece of braised candy and go home?" Why are they so clingy?!

The man stretched out his hand to her: "Lend me a cell phone to use."

"What if I don't lend it?" Chen Zhihuan raised his eyebrows.

The man was silent for a moment: "Then I might have to stay at your house all the time."

"... Give it, use it casually, and use it as long as you want." Chen Zhihuan was afraid of him, so he threw the phone to him and turned around and went to the bathroom.

Listening to her washing, the man lowered his head and opened the phone icon in the lower left corner. Because of the model of her phone, the icon opened and the address book was in his eyes. His finger, which was about to enter the number, paused and stared at her completely blank address book in silence.

Chen Zhihuan in the bathroom seemed to have thought of something. Before the bubbles on her face were washed, she stuck her head out, and she couldn't help but feel nervous: "Hey! Don't call the police with my phone!"

"Why?" the man looked at her.

Chen Zhihuan glared: "There is no reason, it's just not allowed to use it! Also, if you call the police, please remove me completely. I don't want to testify in court."

Now the heroine doesn’t know whether she has successfully escaped from marriage, but no matter whether she has succeeded or not, her parents probably won’t be willing to let her get married after all, so they must have called the police to find her. It’s no different from going to the police station at this time... But is it possible to let this man who was chased not call the police?

After realizing this, she suddenly realized how much trouble she had caused herself.

The man looked at her quietly for a long time, and when he saw her, he began to feel panic, he said lightly: "If you don't call the police, I'll contact a friend."

Chen Zhihuan then felt relieved and went back to continue washing his face.

The man lowered his head and entered a string of numbers, then called, and the phone rang twice before it was hung up.

man:"……"

His eyes calmly dialed over again, but the result was still the same as before. He continued to dial and the other party continued to hang. The more times he hung, the calmer his eyes became.

When dialing the 20th time, the phone suddenly connected, and a calm male voice came from the opposite side: "Boss?"

"Where is that pig?" the man asked calmly.

The other end of the phone was silent for a moment: "He was packing his luggage and said he wanted to escape to Afghanistan before you came back."

"Boss! I thought it was a harassing call! It was the kind of beautiful dealer dealer online. I have to answer hundreds of them a day in the past day. I really didn't hang up your phone on purpose..." A noisy wail suddenly came from the phone.

In order to save budget, Chen Zhihuan bought a mobile phone that was quite cheap, with poor sound quality, and the receiver easily leaked out. Although he did not turn on the handset, Chen Zhihuan, who came out after washing his face, also heard the words "Boss". After pausing, he pretended not to hear anything and quickly walked towards the kitchen.

A crackling sound began to come from the kitchen. The man ignored these and asked for a moment of silence: "So why did he receive hundreds of harassing calls?"

"Oh, he was idle two days ago and clicked the link to the black gambling website. He lost more than 200,000 yuan a day. I guess that website couldn't bear to leave this fat fish, so he kept trying to persuade him to go back." The other party seemed to kick someone out of the room. With the door ringing, the other end of the phone instantly became quiet.

“…”

"Boss, why don't you speak?" the other party was puzzled.

The sound of the ears was even heavier, and accompanied by a strange burnt smell, the man slowly spoke: "I was wondering, why did I hire a mentally retarded company at the beginning?"

"... Maybe it's because he's doing a pretty bid. How are you doing now? Which hospital is in?" the other party asked seriously.

The man lowered his eyes: "I'm not in the hospital..."

As soon as he finished speaking, the door opened again from the other end of the phone, and then someone who was noisy appeared: "Boss, are you safe now?"

"Safe." The man replied.
To be continued...