Hello everyone, I am Tang Zhihan. Today is November 1st, Saturday.

The last day of October was when a group of us played the game at home for an afternoon, and today it was a brand new month.

On a brand new day, I was lying obediently on the bed when I got up, of course because of Wu Xuan lying beside me.

Wu Xuan came to sleep with me last night to prevent me from sleepwalking, while Sugar Syrup continued to sleep in Wu Xuan's room. Tang Zhihang and Lin Moxi naturally slept together.

When I woke up today, I felt very energetic. It seemed that I slept well last night.

Pushing Wu Xuan beside him, Wu Xuan opened her eyes in confusion and said, "What's wrong..."

I asked her, "Did I sleepwalking last night?"

Wu Xuan held her head and said, "Don't remind me of what happened last night...I don't want to think about it."

Eh? What happened last night? What did I do last night?

Wu Xuan raised her hand high again and said, "Last night... you didn't sleepwalking, but... you grind your teeth... Do you know? The sound of your grinding teeth and the sound of fighting next door were mixed together, and it lasted until two o'clock in the morning..."

"Damn it? Tang Zhihang and the others fought until two o'clock in the morning?" I asked Wu Xuan: "Are you sure? Is Tang Zhihang so long?"

Wu Xuan rolled her eyes at me and said, "I'm talking about you! Your teeth grinding sound continued until two o'clock in the morning..."

I...I'm deeply sorry for this, and I don't know how to respond to you...

Wu Xuan hugged the quilt and covered her head and said, "Stop talking, stop talking about anything. Let me have a good rest today... I couldn't sleep well last night by you, and now I feel like my feet are cramped..."

I had to exit the quilt and said, "Then you go to bed well, I'll go out first..."

I left the room, and at this time, there were still two people in the living room as usual - syrup was making tea there, and Tang Zhihang was playing with his mobile phone.

I closed the door and asked Tang Zhihang: "You did such a vigorous exercise last night and got up so early today. Are you in such good health?"

Tang Zhihang shook his hand and said, "It's okay, there's no big problem. Can ordinary people do this too, right? This body doesn't matter."

"Where is Lin Moxi?" I took the tea that I handed to me by syrup, and looked at Tang Zhihang's bedroom while drinking it.

Tang Zhihang continued to look at his phone and said without changing his expression: "She said she couldn't walk anymore, so I let her lie on the bed."

"Puff!" Syrup and I spurted out the tea in our mouths at the same time: "What did you say?"

Tang Zhihang glared at us and said, "What are you thinking about? She accidentally fell and sprained her ankle last night. I bandaged her and let her rest well."

"Oh." Sugar Syrup and I were relieved, thinking that Tang Zhihang had imposed some inhumane punishment on Lin Moxi.

"By the way, if you sprain your ankle..." I pointed to my hair and said, "Do you want to use this?"

"Reject!" Tang Zhihang refused my proposal without thinking: "I don't want you to kiss her."

Do you care about this? And am I just you? Isn’t it like you kissing your girlfriend? So essentially, you kiss your girlfriend yourself, isn’t it nothing, right?

What's more, I'm a girl. Is there anything wrong with girls kissing each other? What are you worried about?

Although I thought so, I didn't say these ideas out loud - but Tang Zhihang said to me as if he had seen through my thoughts: "If I said that I kissed Wu Xuan, it would be equivalent to you kissed Wu Xuan, would you be willing?"

I turned my head and stopped talking, and at this moment, Wu Xuan, who was in my room, suddenly screamed.

I hurried back to the room, and Tang Zhihang and Sugar Syrup also came in.

Running into the bedroom, Wu Xuan rolled on the bed with her ankles in her arms. I ran to the edge of the bed and pulled Wu Xuan and asked, "Wu Xuan, what's wrong? What's wrong?"

There was cold sweat flowing out from Wu Xuan's head. Her hideous expression showed that Wu Xuan was in pain at this time: "My feet...my feet hurt so much..."

Feet? Are your feet cramped? I remember she said just now that her feet hurt like cramped.

I quickly pulled Wu Xuan's hand away to check Wu Xuan's feet, but after pulling Wu Xuan's hand away, we also saw that there was a bottle-sized wound on Wu Xuan's ankle, with black blood flowing out. Is this a wound?

Although I don’t know what the wound is, it seems that this is definitely not a good thing. I have to find a way to heal the wound first.

It's like a dragon ball. Once you have this universal wishing machine, the protagonist can survive after he dies in various ways. After having me, no matter what kind of injury it is, as long as I pull off a piece of hair, it will be solved.

In addition to the strange disease Huang Yurou had born before for the psychics...

I pulled off a piece of hair and stuffed it into Wu Xuan's mouth and said, "Don't move around, hold this in my mouth, it will be fine soon."

Wu Xuan obediently held the hair, and not long after, the wound on her ankle began to heal, and her white face gradually returned to rosy.

Finally healed the wound, Wu Xuan gasped and said, "It really hurt me just now...I...I thought it was going to hurt..."

Tang Zhihang asked in confusion: "What's the situation? Why did you suddenly have such a big wound?... When did you get injured?"

Wu Xuan shook her head and said, "I don't know... I was fine when I went to bed last night, but when I woke up today, I felt a little hurting in my feet, and then it hurts more and more..."

Tang Zhihang pulled me aside and said, "Did you see it just now? The black blood on the wound..."

"Are you poisoned?" I asked Tang Zhihang: "What do you think?"

"No, do you remember when we went out to have dinner yesterday?" Tang Zhihang reminded me: "When she went out yesterday, didn't she almost fall? She said she was moved to something, but in fact we didn't see anything..."

This is indeed true, but what is going on?

I continued to look at Tang Zhihang, but Tang Zhihang couldn't answer me. He shook his head and said, "I don't know what's going on, but... could it be those killers?"

Killers... There is indeed a possibility, but if it were those killers, why would Wu Xuan be injured? Shouldn't their target be me and Tang Zhihang?

"Can it be... it's because of your good luck?" Tang Zhihang guessed: "Can it be because of your good luck that the attack was transferred to others, which led to Wu Xuan's injury..."
Chapter completed!