Because room 404 was extremely quiet at this time, the ‘drip-drip’ sound of water dripping seemed particularly loud, carrying an eerie and terrifying feeling.
However, the other three people in the room seemed not to have heard it, as if they were completely immersed in sleep.
The temperature in the room dropped again after the ‘drip-drip’ sound started, bringing a chilly sensation, as if something had entered the room.
Upon hearing the sound seemingly coming from directly above him, Ruan Qing’s mind went blank, and cold sweat instantly covered him.
A very bad premonition also rose in his heart.
Without looking up, Ruan Qing instinctively wanted to roll off the bed.
He didn’t care that it was the top bunk.
Even falling to the ground seemed better than the current situation.
However, he... couldn’t move.
As if he was imprisoned on the bed.
Not even his fingers could move a fraction.
Just as Ruan Qing struggled to move, a strong sense of scrutiny came from directly above him.
Although he couldn’t see anything, the feeling was as if something was staring at him intensely from directly above.
It sent chills down his spine, making him shudder.
Fear and dread once again occupied Ruan Qing’s mind, and the tears that had just stopped began to flow again.
His delicate cheeks were once again moistened by tears, finally slowly sliding down his eye corners and disappearing into the pillow.
With a sense of fragile vulnerability.
But even if Ruan Qing wanted to escape, he couldn’t control his body. He could only lie stiffly on the bed.
As if waiting for the arrival of death.
As if waiting for someone... to do whatever they pleased.
Looking down from some unknown angle, the young man’s beautiful eyes were filled with tears, making them damp. The corners of his eyes were tinged with red, resembling a vivid and charming blush, much like the color of peach blossoms.
Heart-stirringly breathtaking beauty that evoked sympathy.
Yet, it also stirred a sense of cruelty from deep within, wanting to do something more outrageous to him.
Wanting his tears not to flow from fear but from being ruthlessly played with.
Perhaps even gently licking them away the moment they fell, accompanied by his pitiful sobbing.
Let him only obediently endure everything ‘he’ gave.
The young man might have sensed the danger, tears uncontrollably streamed down on his face, the fear in his eyes deepening.
But at this moment, he could only lie quietly on the bed, unable to go anywhere.
Unable to do anything.
Unable to even produce a sound because he cried so miserably.
As if he could let others have their way with him, assuming the posture they liked without any reservations.
‘He’ instinctively reached out...
“Ding Ling Ling! Ding Ling Ling!” The extremely harsh ringtone suddenly sounded, directly shattering the room’s silence.
It woke up everyone in the room.
Qiao Nuo, awakened by the noise, rubbed his head in drowsiness, his low, husky voice carrying a hint of sexiness and magnetism. “Who is it? Setting an alarm in the middle of the night.”
When the phone rang, Ruan Qing noticed that he could move.
He immediately sat up, hastily picking up the constantly ringing phone beside him.
Then he turned off the alarm on the phone.
Ruan Qing’s delicate face showed obvious fear and terror. He tightly clenched the phone in his hand, and his slender white fingers turned pale from the tight grip.
As if this could give him a sense of security.
Even though Ruan Qing was so frightened that he lost his rationality, he knew that if he left the room at this moment, he would only die faster.
Being alone undoubtedly meant death.
After getting into bed just now, Ruan Qing set numerous alarms on his phone, ringing every five minutes.
The alarm clock wouldn’t keep ringing; if nothing unexpected happened, Ruan Qing would turn it off before it went off.
If he couldn’t turn off the alarm in time when it rang, it would go off.
Then it would wake up the entire room.
Actually, Ruan Qing didn’t know if setting the alarm would have any effect.
But he couldn’t rely solely on the item ‘Red Moon.’
The use of ‘Red Moon’ was limited, and it was only for resisting attacks.
So Ruan Qing tried to set an alarm.
Obviously, it was effective.
But the next time might not be the same.
Because that existence definitely wouldn’t give him a second chance.
Ruan Qing held the phone, and an unstoppable fear rose in his heart, disrupting his normal analysis and rationality.
Qiao Nuo’s sleep quality had never been good. Even though the alarm had stopped, he was completely awake from the disturbance.
Qiao Nuo sat up irritably, looking towards the bed on his side.
The sound just now obviously came from there.
That was the bed of Xia Qing, the crybaby.
The dormitories at the First University rarely had six-person rooms; most of them were four-person rooms.
Four beds were arranged against the two walls, two on each side.
And the two beds on the same side were directly connected, with only a very low railing in between.
Qiao Nuo directly leaned over to the foot of the bed, unhappily lifting the slightly bright curtain on the opposite side.
Then, Qiao Nuo lowered his voice, gritted his teeth, and spoke, “What alarm are you setting in the middle of the night, do you have...”
Before Qiao Nuo could finish, he saw the young man who had been sitting with his back to him just now turning his head.
The phone in the young man’s hand hadn’t locked yet, emitting a not-so-bright light that clearly illuminated his delicate features. The corners of his phoenix-like eyes were slightly raised, and his eyebrows and features seemed as if meticulously crafted by the heavens.
In the interplay of light and shadow, the young man seemed like a fairy who had mistakenly entered the mortal world, as beautiful as an illusion.
Moreover, when the young man looked over with moist eyes, it seemed like he could directly steal away a person’s soul.
Qiao Nuo looked at this scene and directly froze, all the words he wanted to say instantly stuck in his throat.
Qiao Nuo didn’t know what was wrong with himself. His gaze involuntarily fell on the boy’s slightly flushed eye corners, and at this moment, a ridiculously absurd thought popped into his mind.
Having that appearance, it seemed like it wouldn’t matter whether he’s a guy or not.
Even if it’s a sexy older sister...
No! No! No!
What was he thinking!!!
He’s definitely not gay!
Qiao Nuo couldn’t be bothered to talk to someone in front of him who only knew how to cry. He was ready to drop the bed curtain and go back to sleep.
However, just as he was about to turn back, someone gently grabbed his hand.
Very gently.
So light that the hand just lightly touched his little finger and ring finger.
Light enough that he didn’t even need to exert any force to break free.
But Qiao Nuo was completely frozen, his heart unexpectedly skipped a beat.
Clearly, it was just a light pull, but he felt as if he was really being held.
Even inexplicably, his heart started beating faster.
And no matter how light it was, he seemed to feel that softness and warmth.
Soft enough to reach into the depths of his heart, so soft that it made him want to reach back and hold on.
Qiao Nuo’s body became even stiffer; his own thoughts startled him.
Hold back? Hold back my foot! He’s definitely not gay!
Because room 404 was extremely quiet at this time, the ‘drip-drip’ sound of water dripping seemed particularly loud, carrying an eerie and terrifying feeling.
However, the other three people in the room seemed not to have heard it, as if they were completely immersed in sleep.
The temperature in the room dropped again after the ‘drip-drip’ sound started, bringing a chilly sensation, as if something had entered the room.
Upon hearing the sound seemingly coming from directly above him, Ruan Qing’s mind went blank, and cold sweat instantly covered him.
A very bad premonition also rose in his heart.
Without looking up, Ruan Qing instinctively wanted to roll off the bed.
He didn’t care that it was the top bunk.
Even falling to the ground seemed better than the current situation.
However, he... couldn’t move.
As if he was imprisoned on the bed.
Not even his fingers could move a fraction.
Just as Ruan Qing struggled to move, a strong sense of scrutiny came from directly above him.
Although he couldn’t see anything, the feeling was as if something was staring at him intensely from directly above.
It sent chills down his spine, making him shudder.
Fear and dread once again occupied Ruan Qing’s mind, and the tears that had just stopped began to flow again.
His delicate cheeks were once again moistened by tears, finally slowly sliding down his eye corners and disappearing into the pillow.
With a sense of fragile vulnerability.
But even if Ruan Qing wanted to escape, he couldn’t control his body. He could only lie stiffly on the bed.
As if waiting for the arrival of death.
As if waiting for someone... to do whatever they pleased.
Looking down from some unknown angle, the young man’s beautiful eyes were filled with tears, making them damp. The corners of his eyes were tinged with red, resembling a vivid and charming blush, much like the color of peach blossoms.
Heart-stirringly breathtaking beauty that evoked sympathy.
Yet, it also stirred a sense of cruelty from deep within, wanting to do something more outrageous to him.
Wanting his tears not to flow from fear but from being ruthlessly played with.
Perhaps even gently licking them away the moment they fell, accompanied by his pitiful sobbing.
Let him only obediently endure everything ‘he’ gave.
The young man might have sensed the danger, tears uncontrollably streamed down on his face, the fear in his eyes deepening.
But at this moment, he could only lie quietly on the bed, unable to go anywhere.
Unable to do anything.
Unable to even produce a sound because he cried so miserably.
As if he could let others have their way with him, assuming the posture they liked without any reservations.
‘He’ instinctively reached out...
“Ding Ling Ling! Ding Ling Ling!” The extremely harsh ringtone suddenly sounded, directly shattering the room’s silence.
It woke up everyone in the room.
Qiao Nuo, awakened by the noise, rubbed his head in drowsiness, his low, husky voice carrying a hint of sexiness and magnetism. “Who is it? Setting an alarm in the middle of the night.”
When the phone rang, Ruan Qing noticed that he could move.
He immediately sat up, hastily picking up the constantly ringing phone beside him.
Then he turned off the alarm on the phone.
Ruan Qing’s delicate face showed obvious fear and terror. He tightly clenched the phone in his hand, and his slender white fingers turned pale from the tight grip.
As if this could give him a sense of security.
Even though Ruan Qing was so frightened that he lost his rationality, he knew that if he left the room at this moment, he would only die faster.
Being alone undoubtedly meant death.
After getting into bed just now, Ruan Qing set numerous alarms on his phone, ringing every five minutes.
The alarm clock wouldn’t keep ringing; if nothing unexpected happened, Ruan Qing would turn it off before it went off.
If he couldn’t turn off the alarm in time when it rang, it would go off.
Then it would wake up the entire room.
Actually, Ruan Qing didn’t know if setting the alarm would have any effect.
But he couldn’t rely solely on the item ‘Red Moon.’
The use of ‘Red Moon’ was limited, and it was only for resisting attacks.
So Ruan Qing tried to set an alarm.
Obviously, it was effective.
But the next time might not be the same.
Because that existence definitely wouldn’t give him a second chance.
Ruan Qing held the phone, and an unstoppable fear rose in his heart, disrupting his normal analysis and rationality.
Qiao Nuo’s sleep quality had never been good. Even though the alarm had stopped, he was completely awake from the disturbance.
Qiao Nuo sat up irritably, looking towards the bed on his side.
The sound just now obviously came from there.
That was the bed of Xia Qing, the crybaby.
The dormitories at the First University rarely had six-person rooms; most of them were four-person rooms.
Four beds were arranged against the two walls, two on each side.
And the two beds on the same side were directly connected, with only a very low railing in between.
Qiao Nuo directly leaned over to the foot of the bed, unhappily lifting the slightly bright curtain on the opposite side.
Then, Qiao Nuo lowered his voice, gritted his teeth, and spoke, “What alarm are you setting in the middle of the night, do you have...”
Before Qiao Nuo could finish, he saw the young man who had been sitting with his back to him just now turning his head.
The phone in the young man’s hand hadn’t locked yet, emitting a not-so-bright light that clearly illuminated his delicate features. The corners of his phoenix-like eyes were slightly raised, and his eyebrows and features seemed as if meticulously crafted by the heavens.
In the interplay of light and shadow, the young man seemed like a fairy who had mistakenly entered the mortal world, as beautiful as an illusion.
Moreover, when the young man looked over with moist eyes, it seemed like he could directly steal away a person’s soul.
Qiao Nuo looked at this scene and directly froze, all the words he wanted to say instantly stuck in his throat.
Qiao Nuo didn’t know what was wrong with himself. His gaze involuntarily fell on the boy’s slightly flushed eye corners, and at this moment, a ridiculously absurd thought popped into his mind.
Having that appearance, it seemed like it wouldn’t matter whether he’s a guy or not.
Even if it’s a sexy older sister...
No! No! No!
What was he thinking!!!
He’s definitely not gay!
Qiao Nuo couldn’t be bothered to talk to someone in front of him who only knew how to cry. He was ready to drop the bed curtain and go back to sleep.
However, just as he was about to turn back, someone gently grabbed his hand.
Very gently.
So light that the hand just lightly touched his little finger and ring finger.
Light enough that he didn’t even need to exert any force to break free.
But Qiao Nuo was completely frozen, his heart unexpectedly skipped a beat.
Clearly, it was just a light pull, but he felt as if he was really being held.
Even inexplicably, his heart started beating faster.
And no matter how light it was, he seemed to feel that softness and warmth.
Soft enough to reach into the depths of his heart, so soft that it made him want to reach back and hold on.
Qiao Nuo’s body became even stiffer; his own thoughts startled him.
Hold back? Hold back my foot! He’s definitely not gay!
