Host, You're Targeted

Xu Qingdu was dragged down by song Zhiye, and the two heads leaned against their heads and hid there for a while.

Just now Song Zhiye heard the sound with his back to the corridor of the hospital, but Xu Qingdu, who had ignored his words, did not hear anything at all. So at this moment, the two men squatted for more than a minute. Xu Qingdu rolled his eyes in the dark and was ready to stand up.

"You are..."

"Shh!"

Xu Qingdu was just talking when song Zhiye covered his mouth and pressed him into his arms.

Song Zhiye's back is against the space under the table. As soon as Xu Qingdu is pulled by him, he kneels down between his legs and his chin knocks in his arms.

The room quieted down. Hearing something outside, song Zhiye instinctively put his outstretched legs in. He was stunned to squeeze Xu Qingdu back into his arms.

"Shh." Song Zhiye gently rubbed his hand on the back of Xu Qingdu's head, sat up a little, held Xu Qingdu under the table, lowered his voice and pressed it to his ear, saying, "there is something moving outside."

Xu Qingdu's head was on Song Zhiye's shoulder, and he held his back to the outside. He saw only the wood of the table. He could not see what happened outside.

Neither of them spoke. Listen carefully to the outside.

There was only the sound of footsteps outside, which stopped and went. After a moment, they went to the second floor. They heard the sound of the password lock, and then the outside was calm again.

Song Zhiye did not dare to breathe with Xu Qingdu in his arms. Now he dares to breathe in a low voice for fear that the man just found them.

Xu Qingdu was lying in his arms in peace and quiet. After a few minutes, his breath gradually calmed down, and Xu Qingdu finally sighed.

"Is that enough?"

Song Zhiye seemed to have just regained consciousness. He immediately put his hands under Xu Qingdu's armpit and lifted him from his body and put him aside.

"Isn't that frightening?" Song Zhiye thought of the sound of the footsteps just now. He patted his chest and said, "how dare you come here alone? Are you so bold? "

Xu Qingdu kneaded his numb legs, nodded and said, "I am a materialist playing video games."

Song Zhiye, who also played video games, but was afraid of ghosts, didn't quite understand the relationship between playing video games and materialism. He rubbed his head and stood up. He reached out and pulled Xu Qingdu up from the ground.

"Well, well Ah

Song Zhiye pulled him up and turned around, but suddenly he found a man standing outside the registration desk. He was so scared that he immediately called out and hugged Xu Qingdu, who had just been pulled up by him.

Xu Qingdu, who was thin and weak, was nearly hit by him. He raised his hand indifferently and rubbed it twice on the head buried in his shoulder. He looked at the man who frightened song Zhiye suddenly. He was just a scarecrow in a nurse's uniform.

"Song Zhiye." Xu Qingdu saw something on the Scarecrow's hat, patted song Zhiye on the back and said, "let me go."

Song Zhiye was really scared. He curled up one foot on his waist, shook his head and refused to give up. He was coquettish like a child and said, "I don't! How terrible

Looking at the scarecrow with his back to them, Xu Qingdu said helplessly, "what we are playing is a secret room escape, not a haunted house. Can you sober up a bit?"