Chapter 19.1

"Shhh. This is our secret." (1)

At the door of the hospital room-

Two worried doctors were whispering about the treatment of this patient, when suddenly, a strange voice sounded beside them, interrupting their conversation.

"Hello?"

They turned their heads and saw a teenager wearing a hospital gown and wrapped with bandages on his arms and legs. He also seemed to be the victim of the accident.

"What's the matter? Can't find the way back?" One of the doctors asked kindly.

Shi An shook his head and pointed to the name tag sewn on his hospital gown.

When the doctors saw it, they were stunned.

Wasn't this the name that the patient in this ward had been shouting for the past two days?

"I think there may be some misunderstanding between me and this classmate. Can I go in and see him?"

Shi An asked.

The young man in front of him looked young, his face pale, and his eyes dark and deep. Against the drape of the overlarge hospital gown, he looked slender and fragile— so pitiful. Compared to their big lug of a patient—the freshmen at this school were so different

This made them more and more certain that their patient just had a big shock.

The two doctors looked at each other, then back at him, and their tone subconsciously softened.

"It's okay, but I don't think your body has recovered yet. Be careful lest he hurts you with his brute strength."

Shi An replied obediently, "It's alright, haven't you already tied him up?"

The insect hidden in Shi An's sleeve:

"..."

It was possible to hurt anyone but Shi An.

Others didn't know, but it clearly knew— that freshman acting up was completely due to the seemingly innocent persona right here!

Still, he deserved it.

Hearing the screams coming from the ward, the insect felt very comfortable.

——Serves that backstabbing freshman right!

Inside the room—

Although he was tightly bound to the bed, Duan Hua kept struggling.

He felt his internal organs starting to burn— every inch of his body was on fire, as if his whole body had been thrown into the fire to be roasted.

However, all the doctors who examined him said that it was not caused by any monster, and there was nothing parasitic.

They said he was simply shocked and had psychological aftereffects.

Psychological aftereffects my ass!

Duan Hua knew very well that the torture he felt was definitely not an illusion!

And it only started that night, after he bumped into Shi An!

His pupils dilated with hatred and he gritted his teeth.

It must have been him! That trash couldn't die peacefully and was torturing him from the afterlife!

"Shi An—" He flailed again, hissing and howling.

At that moment, a soft voice sounded in Duan Hua's ear.

"Hey, I'm here."

At that moment, although his body was still on fire, Duan Hua felt his scalp explode, and a burst of coldness traversed his body and ended at his feet. He slowly and stiffly turned his bloodshot eyeballs, one by one toward him. Looking in the direction the sound came from—

A young man with a clear face was sitting quietly next to the hospital bed, staring at him with his depthless eyes, his pale lips curling into a warm smile. He looked elegant and soft, as innocent as an angel without the slightest bit of aggression.

His voice caught in his throat, and he gurgled.

Duan Hua's eyes widened in horror, and he started to tremble from head to toe. He muttered, "No, it's impossible, aren't you dead? You should be dead! Impossible!"

Shi An raised a finger and rested it on his lips.

"Shh."

He winked at Duan Hua.

"This is our secret."

Se... secret?

What did he mean?

Duan Hua's brain buffered, and he couldn't react for a long time.

Shi An lowered his eyes warmly and quietly, and his long eyelashes fluttered.

His originally dark pupils were instantly dyed with the hue of fire. The pupils were narrow, inhuman and grotesque, with the kind of playfulness and cruelty of a predator at the top of the food chain. At this moment, he looked down at Duan Hua condescendingly.

Duan Hua's face turned pale. He suddenly opened his dry lips and tried to scream.

"You can't do that~"

Shi An frowned in annoyance, shook his head, and tapped his fingertips together.

In the next second, Duan Hua felt as if his throat were being choked by an invisible force. Even though his legs were kicking frantically on the bed, he still couldn't make a sound.

The doctor standing outside the door heard the movement, knocked on the door, and asked with concern:

"Are you okay?"

I'm not okay! Not okay!

This man is a monster! A monster!!!

Duan Hua's face was distorted, and he screamed wildly in his heart. He kicked the bed with his feet, trying to make a noise to attract the attention of people outside.

"Of course it's alright."

While answering, Shi An glanced at him lightly and continued, "It's just that he was a little overwhelmed when he saw me."

Almost immediately, Duan Hua felt that his torso could no longer move.

An indescribable panic slammed into the head.