The apex pet of the sick lady

Chapter 4 Clothed Beast VS Weak and Helpless (4)

Fable held the steering wheel with one hand, looked at the road ahead, and said calmly, "Maybe."

Zhan Ran was stunned.

This is not the expected answer.

He thought the rescue team would answer, 'It will be'.

Except for refilling the gas halfway, the car never stopped.

until evening.

There is no sunset in the west, but the clouds are orange, like an oil painting.

The car was parked downstairs in a hotel, Fable and Zhanran went upstairs to find a room.

Seeing that the room was suitable, Fable stood at the end of the bed, looked at Zhanran, "in case something happens, so I have to live in the same room as you."

Zhanran is the protected party, so naturally he has no objection to anything, "Yes."

At night, Fable took out a wire and a light bulb from nowhere, and after some incomprehensible operations, the light bulb turned on, and the light spread in her hands.

Hang the light bulb on the floor lamp stand, and Fable squats down at the table to tinker with the pot.

She was also looking for these two alcohol pots. There were a few plates of fresh ingredients on the table next to her, and she wanted a stew pot.

She was doing those over there, and Zhan Ran sat across from her with her legs crossed, staring at her snow-white and beautiful fingers, dazzled.

She seemed very professional, giving him the sense that she was working on a project in strict order at the lab bench.

After lighting the fire, Fable put down the lighter and looked up at Zhan Ran. The temporarily installed light bulb was hung by a wire.

"Let's eat," she said.

The light and shadow in Zhan Ran's eyes slowly gathered, he recovered, picked up the chopsticks, "Okay."

There is no entertainment now, after dinner, Zhanran stood beside the sofa with a blanket in his arms.

The blanket was the one he had been lying on in the parking lot last night.

As for why he stood there still, Zhan Ran didn't know, maybe he felt that his current situation should wait for the arrangement of the fable.

Fable came out of the bathroom and saw Zhanran standing by the sofa, his eyes flicked over the blanket in his hand, "Go to bed."

Hearing what she said, Zhan Ran was at peace.

Before she came out of the bathroom, he had expected that she would say so.

"Okay." He hugged the blanket and came to the edge of the bed and sat down. Before he unfolded the blanket and covered him, he listened to her again.

"It's cold at night, you can cover that thick one." Fable handed him another thick blanket that was placed on the back seat in the morning, and said with a smile, "I'm not afraid of the cold, give me yours."

Zhan Ran paused, and gave her the blanket in his arms.

Strangely, she didn't notice that her phrase "give me yours" was almost an order.

The lights were turned off, and the room was plunged into darkness for an instant.

Zhan Ran lay flat on the bed, not feeling sleepy at all.

He couldn't feel her breathing.

After a while, he turned over and read the fable on the sofa.

The sofa is next to the bed, placed under the window, the moon climbed out of the clouds, and the cold light fell on her face.

She was lying on her back with her hands on her abdomen, her posture was very orderly, her eyes were lightly closed, she seemed to be asleep, she looked beautiful, but when she was awake during the day, he would always ignore her appearance and pay more attention to her eyes.

Maybe it's knowing that her face is far less real than her eyes, no matter what her expression is, no matter how gentle she smiles.

Zhan Ran looked at her face, his palms gradually broke out in cold sweat, and his hair stood on end, as if a cold poisonous snake had crawled past him. His throat rolled down, and he turned over and lay flat. The fear of passing away.

He didn't notice, the moment he looked away, the eyelashes of the woman on the sofa moved.

Zhanran grew up in an orphanage, and his mind is much more sensitive than most people.

The woman he met was undoubtedly mild and courteous.

She is from the rescue team in the ancient city. She saved his life when they met for the first time. She is willing to take him to the ancient city.

But the observation from last night to now made him unable to suppress the weirdness in his heart no matter what.

She has problems.

Fable turned over, turned his back to Zhanran, covered his lips with a blanket that smelled like a boy, and the exposed corners of his mouth curled up.

【Doctor, are you asleep? 】Abao paid attention to Zhanran, knew everything about his performance just now, and believed that his sensitive discovery was wrong.

It's not unreasonable for everyone to be afraid of Dr. Yu who seems gentle and kind.

If you want to say what you are afraid of specifically, it is the obscure breath that she occasionally leaks out.

It is impossible to tell, but it will give people a feeling of fear.

For some people, madness is born in their bones. Even if they have perfect acting skills, they cannot be absolutely hidden. Its existence cannot be hidden no matter what.
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After driving for several days, it was still smooth.

In the evening, the sky was cloudy, thick dark clouds covered the sky, and the sky was dark early, with lightning flashing in the clouds, and occasionally muffled thunder, as if it was going to rain.

The car drove into a city in the rain.

The dreary weather always makes people feel unhappy, Zhan Ran looked at the sky through the window with heavy eyes, "It's going to rain, let's find a place to stay."

Fable: "Good."

The car drives to the main road.

Fable observed the terrain, and finally set his sights on a shop with a spacious entrance.

She didn't pay attention to the front.

Until Zhan Ran shouted, "There is someone!"

Fable suddenly looked forward, the gloomy sky, a few people in white clothes on the road ahead, and the searchlights on their heads were very conspicuous.

Before she said anything to Zhanran, he lowered the car window and stuck his head out, "Hello! Are you from the ancient city?!"

Zhan Ran's eyes are bright.

He probably never imagined that his current actions and revealing eyes looked more like a person who was in deep trouble and was calling for help.

Fable turned his head to look at him, his face was expressionless, his dark eyes looked at his ecstatic expression, and his eager voice was in his ear.

He was all about 'he wanted to escape'.

Fable calmly bit the tip of his tongue.

It seems to be found.

"Zhanran."

She called him by his name for the first time.

Zhan Ran froze suddenly, turned to look at her, and pulled the corner of her lips, "What's wrong?"

He looked at the expressionless fable, with a smiling face, but there was a fear that was about to come out.

Under his gaze, Fable's expression gradually softened, his cold hand caressed the side of his face, and his fingertips rubbed the skin under his eyes a few times.

She had calluses on her hands, which caused slight pain on his skin.

She asked softly: "We don't know who they are yet, you wait in the car obediently, I'll get out of the car and ask if I'm okay?"

She is asking.

Zhan Ran couldn't have any objection, and moved his throat awkwardly, "Okay."

Parked the car by the wall at the entrance of the shop, which happened to be a slightly curved place, blocking Zhan Ran's view of the group of people in white clothes.

Before getting off the car, he gently stroked Zhanran's hair, "I'll be back soon, don't be afraid."

Zhan Ran: "...Okay."

Fable got off the car and left, Zhan Ran waited like a year in the car.

The group of people in white clothes had been attracted by Zhan Ran's voice before, and saw a figure approaching from a distance.

The captain took off the poison mask and waved his hands high, "Are you a survivor?! We are the rescue team from the ancient city!!"

"Boom..." A muffled thunder sounded, as if it was going to rain.

Fable came over and looked like a gentle and kind girl, "Hello."

(End of this chapter)