Chi Han felt as if he was being wrapped by something heavy, and his nerves were cut off. He could clearly feel his body, but he couldn't even lift a finger.

It 's so heavy...

I don't know how long it took, and in the groggy, finally a ray of light came in.

He effortlessly moved his eyelids and opened his eyes.

"Master Chi... Master Chi..."

"Uncle Wu?"

Chi Han opened his eyes halfway and opened his mouth, only to feel his throat stick together and dry and hurt.

"I want to drink water..."

He thought he had said a complete sentence, but in Butler Wu's eyes, he just opened his mouth and made a few breathy sounds.

The butler looked at the pale and dry lips and quickly said, "Do you want to drink water?"

Seeing Chi Han nodding, the butler immediately took the warm water that had been dried on the side and put a straw in it.

Chi Han took several sips in succession before feeling that his throat was about to smoke better. He waved his hand and looked up at the infusion set on the back of his hand.

"This is the needle that the family doctor called by Mrs. Chi gave you, but you don't dare to move around. After you finish this bottle of saline, the fever will go down."

Chi Han seemed to suddenly remember something, and he coughed in a hurry. Taking a deep breath, he grabbed the butler's sleeve.

"Uncle Wu, what time is it?! Is it already past three o'clock!"

The curtains in the room were drawn tightly, only one bedside lamp was on, and it was impossible to tell what time it was.

He remembered that he arrived home at eleven o'clock in the evening. If it was morning, he could still make it to Rong Xu's house!

The housekeeper was taken aback by the sudden excitement of Chi Han. He pressed the person back and said anxiously, "You have a needle in your hand, young master! You can't move your hand!"

The housekeeper looked at his hands carefully, fortunately there were no drum needles. After covering the quilt properly, he smiled and said to Chi Han:

"It's eleven o'clock in the evening, tomorrow is the weekend, don't worry about the school, You haven't eaten for a day, I'm boiling white porridge below, can I sit and drink some?"

"It's eleven o'clock..."

Chi Han murmured in a low voice.

He made an appointment with Rong Xu at three o'clock in the afternoon. He said that he would first take Rong Xu to the mall outside to buy cakes and birthday hats, small lanterns, and snacks that Rong Xu likes to eat.

It's too late now.

Chi Han reached out to look for his mobile phone, but found that he didn't have Rong Xu's phone number. He wanted to call the head teacher, but he hung up quickly a second before he dialed out.

What's the use of getting on Rong Xu's phone?

Explain to him why you let his pigeons go?

Chi Han closed his eyes and eased his foggy head. He knew how much Rong Xu had expected for today's birthday.

After a whole night of nervous anticipation, the result is still alone. This sense of gap is even more uncomfortable.

"Uncle Wu..." The

housekeeper looked back. His young master was leaning on the cushion and enveloped by the warm light. His eyes that were full of vigor were now full of tiredness. With the pale complexion, there was a kind of fragile pity. sense.

Chi Han coughed twice, but his voice was as steady as usual.

"After the bottle of salt water is finished, you can send me to a place." The

housekeeper frowned immediately after hearing this, but Chi Han was determined to go, and finally the two took a step back.

Chi Han had to finish half a bowl of white porridge before he could go.

It was eleven forty when we got downstairs to Rong Xu's house, and Chi Han wrapped his clothes tightly and rang the doorbell of the small villa.

It took almost five minutes for someone to open the door. It was a sleepy middle-aged man with annoyance that his sleepiness had been disturbed on his face.

"Who are you?"

Chi Han pulled his mask and covered the anxiety in his eyes: "Hello, I'm Rong Xu's classmate, I promised to help him celebrate his birthday today, but I'm late, Rong Xu Is he okay now?" The

man was startled, looked at Chi Han thoughtfully, and after a while, his eyes were a little weird and he said to himself, "I said why is he so active today..."

" All right, come in, save him from going crazy in the middle of the night tonight." The

man went in after speaking, pointed to a room on the second floor, and left with a yawn.

It looks like he is going back to sleep!

Can a stranger at home be so relieved? !

Chi coldly glanced at the man, turned and ran to the second floor.

He doesn't care about other things now, he just hopes to say "Happy Birthday" to Rong Xu before twelve o'clock.

The row on the second floor was full of rooms, and the doors were tightly closed.

The man just pointed out, and Chi Han could only knock one by one.

When he reached the penultimate room, there was a sound of things breaking, Chi Han stopped and knocked on the door lightly:

"Rong Xu... Rong Xu...? Are you in there? I'm Chi Han. !"

But since that sound, there has been no movement inside.

Chi Han looked at the time and pushed open the door with gritted teeth.

It's five minutes before midnight.

"Then I'm in..." Chi Han walked in slowly, the room was pitch black, he opened his eyes wide and his pupils dilated, trying to find the switch of the ceiling light.

"Shoot."

His fingertips swiped something in the darkness, and the thing brushed lightly across his fingertips and fell from the side.

There seemed to be something rubbing against the calf and instep.

Chi Han pursed his lips and had a layer of cold sweat on his back. What he was most afraid of was the strange things in the dark.

So he never watched ghost movies.

"Rong Xu..."

Chi Han pretended to be calm and stiffened, rubbing his fingertips slightly from the wall, groping for the position of the switch.

"Don't scare me, I'm most afraid of the dark."

Just when Chi Han wanted to turn around and go out, the lights in the room suddenly turned on, and all the strangely shaped objects were exposed.

There were balloons tied with streamers all over the place, and there were also colorful paper with streamers attached to the wall.

The whole room is filled with all kinds of bright colors, like a well-prepared surprise party.

But the protagonist of this birthday is sitting silently in the corner at this moment, clearly in the colorful balloons, but gray is all around him.

Chi Han curled his fingers, and the end of his eyes turned red.

In the afternoon, what kind of mood did Rong Xu slowly arrange all this by himself?

"Rong Xu... Happy birthday..."

Chi Han hoarsely walked towards Rong Xu across countless balloons and ribbons.

He saw Rong Xu raised his head slowly, his eyes extremely dark.

The light that was lit by Chi Han went out.

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