Chapter 105:

Chapter 105
The lights at the end of the room flashed on and off, and the surrounding was thick and dark, slowly eroding inward.
Tick, tick.
The sound of water drops reflected from the walls, echoing in the empty and cold room, clear as if surrounded by all around.
The rows of bathtubs in the room can only see the blurred and overlapping outlines in the dark, which are deeply hidden in the shadow of the light, making it only possible to see its dim edges, flashing faint in the darkness. Light.
Squeezed water droplets regularly sounded in the room.
Mo stood at the door of the room, tall and thin, like a black silhouette, blending into the whole dark room.
His gaze was staring closely at the end of the room, where a faint shadow undulating in a bathtub there, looked like ... humanoid.
There was a dead silence in the distant corridor, no footsteps, no crying, no friction.
After listening quietly for a while, Mo Yining stepped forward and walked slowly toward the deep part of the room.
His footsteps stepped on the cold and moist ground, and made a sound of slight water in the silence. The cold and cold air was filled with a thick smell, which became thicker and denser as he approached, and looked strange. Depressed.
The blurry shapes in that bathtub gradually became clear.
Mo Yi took a deep breath, calmed his heartbeat, and slowly approached the past.
The light flashed a faint light in the dark, illuminating the edge of the bathtub-Mo Yi could see the mottled dark brown under the peeled off porcelain coat of the bathtub, as if it were deep on the broken and incomplete surface of the bathtub Scar.
Mo Yi's gaze moved upwards, he saw the semi-dried blood on the pale surface of the bathtub, the fingers were smeared and printed on the edges of the bathtub's protrusions, the bright contrast of colors seemed dazzling and scary in the dark.
Immediately afterwards, he saw a pale hand resting on the edge of the bathtub in the dark inside.
The finger dangled weakly, looking like a dying butterfly, and stopped quietly on the pale white porcelain surface. The dark red blood left deep marks on the skin, meandering along the lowered fingers, Hanging on your fingertips.
Tick, tick.
A dark red pool of blood had gathered on the ground, but the blood had not dripped, and still hung on the fingertips.
The sound does not come from here.
Mo Yi's brows slowly lifted a deep line, and his eyes left the pool of blood on the ground.
The sound of water droplets was loud and clear in the dark, echoing in the empty room, as if every sound fell on the human heart, making rhythmic percussions.
The hand hung quietly, under the pale skin covered with blood, there were dark blue veins, and there was a light gray under the light.
On the slender wrist with a clear bone, a familiar watch hung loosely.
Mo Yi frowned, stepped forward slowly, narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked carefully at the watch—
He frowned slightly.
This watch ... he knew.
Mo Yi pulled out the flashlight, and stiff fingers clasped the switch protruding from the metal tube, exerting a slight downward force.
The faint lamp post lit up in the darkness, dissipating the shadow in front of him, Mo Yi moved his wrist and turned his flashlight into the bathtub.
A pale beam of light illuminated the undulating contours of the mottled bathtub, revealing the shape of a human lying in it.
Jiang Yuanrou.
I saw her lying in the bathtub in an awkward position, her unsupported head leaning softly against the edge of the bathtub, her curly long hair falling loosely, condensed with blood, and blocking her pale face.
There is a half-cylinder of light red water in the bathtub. Through the water, you can understand Jiang Yuanrou's clothes slowly drifting in the water stained with blood. Her petite body is half covered in the water, and her belly is slowly Open the dark blood.
On the side of her neck, a rusty faucet protrudes from the wall, dripping drops of water slowly into the bathtub.
Tick, tick.
The round plump water drops rhythmically fall into a half-full bathtub. The shallow ripples slowly spread along the dripping place, and the water drops splash a small splash on the water surface.
One of her hands dangled from one side of the bathtub, the other was awkwardly tied to the side by a strap, and the whole person curled up in a twisted posture.
Her dark eyebrows were closed on her pale face, and she looked lifeless.
Mo Yi frowned, walked forward a few steps, leaned her fingers to the side of her neck, her cold, sticky skin under her fingers, almost no living temperature.
But there are still slight fluctuations.
She is still alive.
Mo Yi retracted his palm, staring inexplicably at Jiang Yuanrou, who was lying in a lifeless bath in the bathtub, and subconsciously rubbed his cold palm with his fingers.
This copy is ... terrible.
It constantly creates illusions to confuse the player. Although he has not yet hit the ball, he has to say ...
This made him doubt.
Doubts about everything that happens around you, and even where you are.
Is he really broken, or is he caught in another, more real illusion?
A chill slowly rose from Mo Yi's back, and the dangerous thoughts that had been forcibly suppressed re-emerged, climbing to his back with a creepy shudder.
This copy is slowly killing his sense of reality.
Mo Yi even felt ...
This asylum is slowly transforming him into a lunatic.
Losing the sense of reality, I don't know if I am in the hallucination or reality-it is the nature of the mental patient.
This copy does not rely on monsters or even chasing battles to accomplish this goal, to be precise, it is itself a weapon.
Mo Yi's back was cold, and just now he touched Jiang Yuanrou's cold neck with a cold rise on his fingertips. The sticky touch slowly spread upwards along his fingers, making his hair tight.
The darkness in the empty room was heavy, and the sound of the ticking water repressed, giving people an invisible psychological pressure.
Mo Yi closed her eyes vigorously, emptied her confused and confused mind, then raised her eyes again, and stared at Jiang Yuanrou, who was weak in the bathtub.
His face was pale and calm, his eyes were dark, his long eyelashes dangled slightly, and the dark iris reflected the small spot of a flashlight.
Rather than thinking about it now, it would be better for the soldiers to cover up the water.
Plus ... there isn't enough time now, and I don't know when the crying voice will return.
Mo Yi stepped forward, patted Jiang Yuanrou's cheek gently, and the skin under the palm was cold and stiff. If it wasn't for her weak breath, Mo Yi would almost think she was shooting a corpse.
Jiang Yuanrou's eyelashes moved slightly.
Mo Yi stooped down and tied the strap of Jiang Yuanrou's wrist tightly with his fingers. Although the iron buckle on the top was tightly tied because of rust, it did not seem to help his wrist in the negative three layers. The leather belt is so indestructible.
After a few minutes of hard work, he only heard a soft "click", and the belt buckle that bound Jiang Yuanrou's wrist was released.
Her arm hung down weakly, and the hard bones of her elbow bumped against the edge of the bathtub, her upper arm fell into the water of the bathtub, and she made a clear sound of flapping water in a silence.
Mo Yi was too late to dodge and was splashed with icy drops of water.
His heart tightened a little-the sound just made was not small, especially in such a quiet room, even the smallest sound would be amplified to the extreme.
This makes Mo Yi uneasy.
While he was distracted, he only heard a slight moan. A groan in the bathtub, accompanied by the sound of water, made Mo Yi can not help but stunned slightly, looking down at Jiang Yuanrou in the bathtub.
I saw her eyebrows frown tightly, her trembling eyelashes moved slightly, then her eyes opened slowly.
Under the pale eyelids were a pair of defocused light brown eyes, silently gazing at a point in the dark, and it took a long time to focus.
Jiang Yuanrou blinked his eyes and seemed to realize his situation. The muscles on his body tightened up instantly, and his light brown eyes became sharp and alert--
Immediately afterwards, her actions seemed to touch the wound on her belly. Jiang Yuanrou's face was instantly pale, big beads of sweat slid down the forehead, her lips were tight, her throat was wheezing. Go on.
The sound of water and ticking water droplets in the bathtub sounded in the dark, echoing in the empty room.
Mo Yi quickly reached out and held Jiang Yuanrou's arm on the edge of the bathtub. When he felt the tight muscles under the palm of his hand, he exerted a little pressure, and then leaned closer to Jiang Yuanrou's ear and said with an air tone:
"Don't move, it's me."
Jiang Yuanrou's action was slightly stiff, and it really stopped moving.
The sound of the water in the bathtub slowly disappeared, and in the end only the sound of dripping water that was evenly dripping--
Jiang Yuan sat quietly in the dark, lowered his voice, and asked tentatively:
"... Mo Yi?"
Her familiar voice, similar content, and the same tone as before, made Mo Yi can not help recalling the memories that were not good just now.
His heart jumped, and he slightly tightened subconsciously according to the palm of Jiang Yuanrou's arm.
The slender arms in his hands were as cold as a corpse, and the sticky touch came from the skin where the two touched.
Jiang Yuan's soft gasping noises came from the darkness.
Mo Yi then awakened from her depressed mood and relaxed the strength on her palm.
He took a deep breath and murmured "um" quietly, and used it as an answer to Jiang Yuanrou's question just now.
I haven't waited for Mo Yi to do anything, just listen to the corridor in the dark in the distance-slowly, from near and far, a soft whining sound.
The sound of unknown footsteps and the rubbing of the fabric, like the nightmare of a midnight ghost, sounded again in the distance.
Then he passed through the deadly empty corridor and was clearly sent to Mo Yi's ear.
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