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Chapter 165 The Cold and Cutie 39
Just as everyone was about to ask questions, the black and white filter covering Yan Ge's body suddenly dissipated, and the soul seemed to re-enter the body... Or the dead silence just now was just their illusion.

Yan Ge smiled softly, with a generous and gentle smile, and his eyelashes fluttered slightly: "Sorry, I didn't hold the phone firmly."

As she said that, she slowly bent down, and gracefully picked up the phone with the broken screen, her voice was as calm as ever, "I'm really sorry, I have something to leave here suddenly, I hope everyone can understand."

The respect and kindness that Yan Ge gave to everyone made people feel very comfortable in getting along with her, who could refuse inhumanely?
She smiled at everyone calmly, and even said a few jokes that made everyone laugh before leaving, everything seemed so peaceful.

Only He Miao smiled bitterly, looking at Yan Ge's white knuckles clutching the phone...

As soon as the door was closed, Yan Ge instantly froze the smile on his face.

Her body gradually trembled, and the dull and tearing pain in her chest was like a sharp heavy stone pressing up hard, and the pressure was getting heavier and heavier.

Her aching hands and feet seemed to be cold, her breathing was constricted, and she couldn't even feel the pain of her finger being scratched by the screen.

Because in comparison, this pain is too insignificant.

Yan Ge stood for more than two minutes before restraining the trembling all over his body.

She wiped the blood on the screen, and typed a sentence on the screen of the mobile phone that was still operable.

"Which hospital? Didn't eat, I'll buy you something to eat."

Five minutes later, she received a new message.

After writing down the address, Yan Ge immediately threw the phone into the bag, took out the black super and mask, removed the bundled hair, and hurried out of the building.

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The smell of disinfectant water enters the nose, and the beeping sound of the heartbeat recorder gradually changes from blurred to clear.

Bo Yan, who had been in the darkness for a long time, finally regained consciousness, but his eyes were so heavy that he couldn't open them, and he couldn't even move his body.

Fear is devouring him like a soul-eating monster with claws and claws. Bo Yan feels his soul is trapped. There are countless mirrors standing opposite to each other around him. No matter where he looks, what he sees is panic. Countless selves...

He couldn't escape and couldn't find a way out, so he was trapped here helplessly, collapsing silently.

Just when Bo Yan thought he would never get out of this prison, he suddenly heard the sound of footsteps approaching slowly.

It seems to have broken the boundaries of time and space and passed it to him.

With the permission of Bo Yan's parents and Bo Qing, Yan Ge walked into the ward slowly.

Looking at his pale face without a trace of blood, all kinds of memories swept through Yan Ge's brain in an instant, as if someone was mercilessly flipping through the memory album she least wanted to see, and was forced to remember the scenes that made her A picture of chills all over the body.

Yan Ge really wanted to hold his hand, put her head on his shoulder lightly, and tell him, "I'm here, do you want to open your eyes and look at me? Don't close your eyes to scare people."

But her thoughts were forced back by three pairs of eyes looking through the glass.

Yan Ge pursed his lips for a long time before chuckling, making his voice sound very calm and saying: "Hey, I'm coming to see you!"

After the last words fell, his voice became a little trembling. Yan Ge endured the soreness in his throat, and laughed again: "You will wake up, right? I haven't had a good discussion with you in the game yet."

(End of this chapter)