The male protagonist survives in the infinite game by supporting his wife

Chapter 119: Deceased Wife (7)

The white walls exuded cool air, and as he stood too close to them, Sheh felt his body slowly cooling down.

She moved a little further out and slept in the middle of the single bed.

After lying there for a few minutes, new conversations were heard from upstairs.

After taking a shower, the masked girl asked her roommate if she had seen her black cat. The roommate replied nonchalantly that she had not noticed it.

As they talked, the two started arguing, with the roommate's accusations being particularly loud.

She blamed the masked girl for bringing a cat to the team building event, which caused her to shed fur and meow in the middle of the night, disturbing her sleep.

The masked woman said: "If you don't want to, you can just tell me. This is the second time. What if it runs outside when it's so small?"

"Then how do I know you don't understand polite words? If I said you didn't mind, you would have really brought it. Didn't your parents teach you how to distinguish between good and bad words?"

My roommate said sarcastically, "Ah~ You didn't even know how to thank people this afternoon. I guess your family never taught you that."

The two argued for a few words, and then there was a sound of a door slamming.

The masked woman upstairs was meowing softly in the corridor, imitating a cat's meow. After a few calls, her voice gradually became quieter. It seemed that she had gone somewhere else.

A real cat meow was mixed in with the imitation of the cat's meow, and Shech heard something scratching at the door outside.

The sharp claws hit again and again, and the cry was shrill. It was the lost black kitten, and it kept calling.

She called out to Shi Jinzhe who was washing up in the bathroom: "The cat is at the door, go get it."

"Right away." Shi Jinzhe walked out of the bathroom and stood at the door and asked Shehe: "Is there only one cat outside?"

"Correct."

After getting Shekh's answer, he opened the door. The little black cat that had been jumping on the door fell empty-handed, spread its legs, and lay on Shi Jinzhe's shoes.

At the other end of the corridor, a beautiful young girl ran over, her smooth black hair all messed up.

Shi Jinzhe frowned slightly. At this distance, even if he didn't open the door, the girl would be able to find the cat.

Didn't Shekh hear it?

Or did you not take this girl's arrival seriously?

The girl ran to the door of Room 403, but waved to the little black cat at the door without getting close to it. "I heard you calling, come to your mother quickly and be obedient."

The little black cat meowed twice and tried to get into the house, but Shi Jinzhe picked it up and handed it to the girl.

The girl without the mask took the cat, turned around and walked away. She took two steps and turned back before the door closed. "Thank you for the afternoon."

After saying that, he quickly walked towards the elevator with the cat in his arms, his eyes full of vigilance, as if Shi Jinzhe was some criminal...

Shi Jinzhe closed the door, walked back to the room and asked Sheher who was lying on the bed, "Do I look like a bad guy?"

Sheh swept him from head to toe, unbuttoning only one more button than when he had it tied at the top, with the hem of his clothes hanging outside, a little casual, but nothing wrong with it.

She shook her head, not like that.

"You can't tell whether someone is good or bad based on appearance. There's no point in asking."

"Okay." Shi Jinzhe turned on the bedside lamp, sat back on the bed and asked her sideways, "Did you hear the girl outside coming over just now?"

When Shi Jinzhe asked this, Shehe himself realized something was wrong.

Since the girl came over, why did she bother to open the door?

Isn't this just a matter of ten seconds?

Shekh lay back on his pillow and began to think back over the memory of the afternoon and evening.

When she first entered the fourth floor in the afternoon, she felt that there was no problem with this floor and it was very safe.

The fruit can be operated automatically without wind in front of the operating room, and sometimes it is found abnormally. After several inquiries, it is confirmed that there is a problem on the fourth floor.

Then why didn’t I notice anything unusual and why didn’t I react so quickly?

Sheh concentrated on listening to the sounds upstairs. There was no sound of the door opening, and the masked woman did not return to the room.

Shekh listened to the rooms on both sides and found only faint voices.

She knew there was talking in the next room, but she couldn't hear what was being said.

I could hear what was happening above, but it felt like my ears on the left and right were blocked.

Expanding the sensing range, Sheh found that she could not hear or see clearly the entire fourth floor and could only barely sense a part of it.

"I may have overlooked something."

Shi Jinzhe asked her several times if she had noticed anything special. It might be that she didn't notice anything special, but that she didn't hear him.

The soapberry on the door is the best evidence. It's a closed corridor and no one is touching it. How could it move on its own for half a minute?

It moved, so there must have been something next to the door at that time. Maybe when she was unaware, that thing was still observing her and Shi Jinzhe.

Shekh sat up in bed, "Something in the hotel has affected my judgment of danger."

"Will you feel uncomfortable?" Shi Jinzhe thought of her abnormal behavior on the Azure Island.

At that time, my senses were overly sensitive, but now they were dulled. I wonder if Sheh is feeling uncomfortable again.

Sheikh: “No, there is no discomfort.”

If you really feel unwell, she will notice it at the first moment.

"It felt like as soon as I came in here, my body told me this place was safe."

Sheh experienced it carefully for a moment, and then said as if savoring it: "And I also felt a sense of floating, very comfortable, very relaxed..."

He leaned forward and rested his chin on Shi Jinzhe's shoulder. "It feels very similar to sucking your blood. I like it very much."

Shi Jinzhe made no comment on the words "bloodsucking".

"As long as you don't feel uncomfortable."

He turned sideways and held Sheh's arms, letting her lie down. "It's time for you to go to bed."

"how about you."

"I'll sleep too."

"Then you sleep outside, I don't want to move." Sheh only moved a little bit inside.

The bed light was turned off, the outer quilt was folded and an extra pillow was placed, and then the bed sank.

Two tall adults slept on a single bed, shoulder to shoulder, and Sheh's body temperature gradually rose.

She held her hands together in the quilt until they were completely squeezed on the same pillow before she said, "Can I take a breath now?"

"Is it really a mouthful?"

"Yes, my sluggish state is not good for you. I can't predict the danger, but if you let me take a breath, maybe it will be okay."

Time is up and nothing can move.

Just for a bite of blood, even the straightforward people started to act cunningly.

"Not speaking is the default."

Shekh put his mouth close to his neck and threatened him.

Shi Jinzhe didn't say anything, Shehe's words were just her bad taste.

If she really wanted to suck blood, she wouldn't be so slow.

Being threatened every other day, he has completely started to think that he is crying wolf and doesn't take it seriously.

Sheh shut his mouth in disappointment.

No matter how scared Shi Jinzhe is now, she doesn't feel as frightened as when they first met. Her happiness is gone.

Shi Jinzhe: "You can take two less puffs."

In less than a second, her happiness returned.

Sheh pulled open the collar that was folded, and began to drink the blood skillfully.

After taking just a few sips, she felt dizzy and shaky, as if she was floating in the air, as if her soul had left her body and she urgently needed to pull her body together to find herself.

Shekh retracted his teeth in a daze, this state was a little bit wrong.

Without the injection of blood, only half of her soul returned to her body, and the other half was still empty.

Very empty.

She seemed to be seized with an irresistible longing.

It was as if her blood was added with a large amount of appetite attractants. She liked it very much, but she was not addicted.

This feeling is definitely problematic.

The infinitely magnified desire made Sheh turn around and turn his head, with his back to her.