Witch, Open Your Eyes Chapter 64: Fifth day Part Seven
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The machine beeped, everyone who had not slept all night and was exhausted instantly sat upright.
“All players: abstain,” the machine said coldly, “no one died today.”
Du Wei let out a long sigh of relief. He smiled dryly: “I’m afraid that it will judge us to play negatively and then forcefully obliterate all of us, it will be troublesome.”
Right now Chen Hui doesn’t like him, hearing the words she said: “The people who organised the game just wanted to watch us kill each other, the game was a stage, a human experiment, if they want to kill in one sweep; might as well hire a hitman.”
Du Wei’s face was a little ugly: “What do you know?”
The young couple quarrelled and it was not good for others to intervene. Ding Zihui was embarrassed, so she simply got up and walked to the second floor. Her clothes were half wet and she was probably up all night. She hurried back to make up for sleep.
Du Wei watched her go away with a sarcastic look, he stood up, walked behind Chen Hui, put his arms around his girlfriend’s shoulders and hugged her. He changed his face and coaxed softly: “Okay, don’t be angry, it’s all my fault.”
Fang Daichuan didn’t feel good about these two people, nor was he in the mood to listen to them battering. He was also exhausted and just wanted to go to sleep. However, when he thought of Niu Xinyan and her son, he was worried.
Yang Song seemed to have something to say to Li Sinian and hesitantly walked over while glancing at Fang Daichuan.
What is this situation? Fang Daichuan glared at Li Sinian and spread his right hand upward.
“Huh?” Li Sinian tilted his head to show that he didn’t understand.
Fang Daichuan rolled his eyes at the sky, gritted his teeth and said, “Give me your keycard, I’ll go to sleep first, you both can talk slowly.”
Li Sinian didn’t ask him why he had to go to his room to sleep. He obediently took out the keycard from his trouser pocket, stuffed it into his hand, and instructed, “Open a bottle of white wine and take care of your injury.”
Fang Daichuan nodded casually and walked away without looking at Yang Song.
When he passed Niu Xinyan, Fang Daichuan hesitated for a moment, thought for a while, and finally handed his keycard to Niu Xinyan: “You just stay in my room from now on, Li Sinian and I will share a room.”
His thoughts are simple. Among the rest of them, the couple have lived together in the same room. Although there was a spare room, it was impossible to tell whether they would continue to live in the same bed or separate after seeing their current state; now don’t mention Yang Song or Ding Zihui. The two of them were strangers to each other and didn’t trust each other. Fang Daichuan didn’t want to wake up tomorrow morning and hear that someone had killed the others.
Which left him and Li Sinian and they could help each other out when they lived together.
Niu Xinyan stared at the keycard for a long time. When she raised her head, there were tears in her eyes. She looked at Fang Daichuan with a complicated expression then looked down at her dying son and accepted the door card with gritted teeth. Whispered: “Thank you.”
Fang Daichuan was at a loss, he waved his hand and went upstairs, his head lowered all the way.
With a beep, Fang Daichuan opened Li Sinian’s door.
It was dark in the room, the windows were open, the thick grey canvas curtains were blown by the wind and the dark clouds were hanging outside.
The black cat was probably looking for food on its own, Fang Daichuan didn’t think much. After all, they didn’t return last night, so the cat should have been starving long ago. He thought casually while pulling off his shirt, hissing as he accidentally touched the wound.
Using a little bit of light from outside the window, he looked down at his shoulders. The curled steel plate made a long cut on his right shoulder, not very deep, it was already scabbing over. It’s just that the black and red scab is mixed with soot and clothing fragments, making the whole wound look miserable and hideous. The most serious wound on the right hand has blistered, the tip of the blister is yellow, and there supposedly tissue fluid oozing out of it.
Fang Daichuan listened to Li Sinian’s words, picked up a bottle of wine, and walked into the bathroom topless.
He stood in front of the mirror and pried off the cork. The person in the mirror looked thin and pallid. It is because he couldn’t eat or sleep well and Fang Daichuan himself is someone who easily loses weight. In just four or five days, he had lost a lot of weight. Several tragic scars with jagged edge ran across the right chest, running under the obviously thin clavicle*.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Clavicle
Fang Daichuan reached out and wiped the mirror, took a deep breath, gritted his teeth and poured a whole bottle of white wine directly on his right chest.
“Uh…” The sharp pain struck instantly, Fang Daichuan clenched the bottle tightly, grit his teeth. Even if he was mentally prepared, the moment the alcohol seeped on his chest, he was soaked with sweat.
He held on to the cold sink and took a deep breath. Some white foam appeared from the wound, the severe pain made his scalp tighten, only the pain itself remained in his consciousness.
After a short rest, he lowered his head to examine the wound. The fragile bloody scab that had just formed was washed away by the wine, revealing the fragile muscle tissue inside. The flesh curling around the wound, the bloodless look ghastly pale.
Fang Daichuan found a new pack of towels from the grid, simply disinfected it with wine and stuck it on the newly opened wound. There is a lack of doctors and medicines here, and there is no bandage, so he has to make do with this. He smiled bitterly and comforted himself.
Suddenly the doorbell rang.
Fang Daichuan thought it was Li Sinian who came back, closed his eyes, took a few breaths to calm down and covered his right chest before opening the door.
The door opened, he stood leaning against the door frame, the pain tormented him, right now he was terribly weak.
Outside the door, Ding Zihui stood with her head lowered. She heard the sound of the door opening and looked up but she was surprised to see that the person who opened the door was not the one she expected.
“What are you doing here?” Fang Daichuan was in so much pain, the vein in his head was jumping around, right now he didn’t have a good temper.
Seeing that, Ding Zihui misunderstood, her eyes suddenly turned red, she sniffed: “You look down on me, don’t you?”
Where the fuck that coming? Fang Daichuan’s head was as big as a bucket*: “Don’t think about it, I didn’t say anything.”
(T/N : Since this is a meme, I have include picture since a picture is worth a thousand words)
“You didn’t say anything, but that’s what you thought.” Ding Zihui touched the tears in her eyes, her nasal voice was thick with grievance, “I know what you all think, I seduce other people’s boyfriends, I am really shameless……”
She began to cry.
Fang Daichuan raised his right hand above his head and said helplessly, “I really didn’t think that, it’s none of my business whoever you like to seduce…”
He talked too much, his breath started to get short. Ding Zihui heard that his voice was wrong, looked up at him with red eyes, exclaimed: “Your shoulders!”
Seeing that she won’t leave easily, Fang Daichuan sighed, took two steps and unblocked the door.