Host, You're Targeted

"Su Lin? He lives in 208. I'll take you up. "

Aunt Su Guan looked up and down at Zhou Qifeng and took him to the direction of the stairs.

Zhou Qifeng wears a well tailored suit and a meticulous hairstyle. Older people always have a preconceived preference for the successful people who look like elites.

"It's still summer vacation. Most of the students don't come back. He says hello to me every day before he goes out. I'm very impressed by him." Aunt Su Guan couldn't stop when she opened her mouth. "He looks good everywhere. He is polite and handsome, but he is too thin. Sometimes I look at him and feel that the wind will blow him away."

Zhou Qifeng replied, "yes, you are right. I think he is too thin."

While they were talking, they were already on the second floor.

"Are you his boss? You're handsome, too The housekeeper's aunt turned to him with a smile and stood at the door of the dormitory with 208 number, "here it is. I saw him back at noon. I didn't seem to see him go out. He should still be in the dormitory. Knock on the door. I'm going down

Zhou Qifeng nodded to his aunt, and the gentleman politely raised the corners of his mouth. "OK, thank you, auntie."

"Oh, you're welcome." The aunt left happily.

When Aunt Su Guan's figure disappears in the corridor, Zhou Qifeng knocks on Su Lin's dormitory door.

"Hello, is anybody there?"

There was no response.

Zhou Qifeng knocked a few more times and raised his voice, "is there anyone in 208?"

The knock on the door turned into a loud knock.

The dormitory is quiet without any sound, Su Lin finally wakes up in the sound of knocking the door.

He faintly heard someone knocking at the door and calling 208.

"Wait a minute."

Su Lin thought he yelled, but what came to Zhou Qifeng's ears outside the door was his hoarse voice, which was too weak for him.

The knock on the door stopped.

Su Lin turned over and tried to sit up with pain. Unexpectedly, he just put up a little body, and his head was dizzy.

It was as heavy as pouring lead into the pillow. Su Lin couldn't even see the ceiling clearly.

Zhou Qifeng outside the door waited for a while, but he didn't hear anything. He bent his finger again and knocked on the door.

Su Lin endured the pain, slowly moved to the edge of the bed.

He sat on the stairs for a long time before he grasped the cold stairs and went down slowly.

The stairs from the top are not high for a one meter eight tall man, but Su Lin is so dizzy that when he stepped on the second stair, he slipped under his feet, rubbing his legs against the stairs and fell on the floor.

Zhou Qifeng was still ready to knock on the door when he heard a heavy "Dong" inside.

"Su Lin!"

This is the sound of something falling. Did Su Lin fall?

“…… Here we are. "

Su Lin's whole body aches, falls on the contrary to own fall numb, felt ache.

His leg has been covered with a layer of blood, legs obviously rubbed a large piece.

The door lock "click", Su Lin opened the door.

Su Lin, who is pale and has no blood color, appears in front of Zhou Qifeng.

He looked at Su Lin's eyes, which were so lax that he couldn't focus at all. His heart thumped, as if something had moved the parts he had been angry about in the morning back to the correct position.

Sour feeling and heartache rush up together and block together. Before he opens his mouth, Su Lin falls down in front of him.