Those eyes were strikingly clear, like they had been washed in water, and in that moment, he could hear the irregular rhythm of his own heartbeat. What on earth were those ability users at the base thinking, to have him—a person of such mundane appearance—try to attract someone of this caliber? Were they overrating him too much?! Tong Sui put on the glasses he had taken off before showering.
“What do you need from me?”
The boy blushed, unable to meet his gaze directly. He turned and caught sight of the stacks of books on Tong Sui’s desk. “Are all these for you to read?”
“Yes.” Tong Sui replied, “They’re all for researching an antidote for zombies.”
A slight flicker of emotion passed through the boy’s eyes as his fingers skimmed across the books. “Is it really possible to develop an antidote?”
“Of course it is.” Tong Sui said.
Turning back to him, the boy seemed to have resolved something in his mind and declared, “I came to tell you that after the rain, you should leave quickly; there aren’t many good people among the management at this base.”
Tong Sui was momentarily taken aback.
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.
He stood up to open it.
“Captain Hua, why are you here?”
Jiang Hua stood outside with a grim face, his hand behind his back clutching something.
Tong Sui looked at Jiang Hua, who had unexpectedly appeared at his door, a bit stunned. “Captain Hua, is there something you need?”
Seeing that Tong Sui was somewhat presentable, but the frown between his brows hadn’t eased, Jiang Hua peered into the room.
Tong Sui couldn’t help but feel a strange notion, as if he had been caught doing something wrong.
Jiang Hua said blandly, “Aren’t you happy to see me?”
“Of course not, please come in.”
Tong Sui stepped aside, allowing Jiang Hua to walk past him, the cold and sharp scent of him trailing in the air.
As Tong Sui was about to close the door, a chilling force pressed against the back of his hand.
He looked down at Jiang Hua’s hand, fingers prominent, with faint blue veins visible on the back.
“No need to close the door.”
Jiang Hua stepped inside, and the temperature in the room dropped a few degrees; his cold gaze fixed upon the young male student sitting upright, focusing on the intentionally exposed collarbone.
“What a coincidence, you brought some snacks here. But it seems like you want to serve more than just snacks.”
The boy quickly stood up, awkwardly chuckling a couple of times, “Please don’t misunderstand, I just hate wasting food.”
Cold sweat trickled down his forehead. Were the people at the management really out of their minds, sending him here to facilitate their connections? Did they think his life was too long?!
Jiang Hua raised his hand.
With a loud clatter, a dagger fell onto the table, the sharp blade gleaming menacingly.
The boy trembled.
Tong Sui walked over, “Hmm? Why is there a knife?”
He looked at Jiang Hua.
“Is this a new weapon you chose for me?”
Jiang Hua grunted affirmatively. “Do you like it?”
Tong Sui picked up the dagger.
The inky black handle contrasted sharply with his delicate, pale hands, raising doubts about whether this fragile skin could withstand the sharp blade and not bleed profusely.
The boy thought, watching as Tong Sui expertly twirled the knife.
He was instantly shocked. Was he the only one here who was completely useless in battle?
Tong Sui remarked, “It’s quite good to use, but isn’t it a bit challenging for dealing with zombies?”
After all, the blade was only eight inches long.
“Yes, you’re right,” Jiang Hua acknowledged, his gaze landing on the somewhat dazed boy, “I see that you seem to like it, so I’ll give it to you?”
“No, no, no! I just remembered I have something to do, so I won’t interrupt you two. I’ll take my leave now.”
The boy fled the room, even closing the door behind him in haste.
As he walked away, he grumbled to himself.
Just from Jiang Hua’s gaze, it felt like if he stayed for even two more seconds, that unsheathed knife would be aimed at him.
After the annoying guest left, the cold aura around Jiang Hua dissipated considerably.
He retrieved his dagger and put it away.
Tong Sui looked at him and inched a chair closer, “Since you’re already here, why don’t you stay for a while?”
“Sure.”
Jiang Hua sat down at the desk.
Tong Sui moved his own chair over, and the two squeezed together at the single desk, feeling a little cramped.
“Will you be bored? I can get you a book to read.”
Tong Sui casually pulled out a physiology book.
Jiang Hua took it, flipped through a few pages, but his attention soon drifted back to Tong Sui.
He hadn’t noticed before when he entered, but looking closely, he observed some subtle changes in the young experimenter.
His hair seemed to have deepened in color, like a vibrant silk. His skin appeared fairer, with the veins on the lighter parts revealing a faint pink hue.
He looked like a translucent strawberry-filled candy, making one unable to resist wanting to savor the outer sugary coating and the delightful jelly inside.
Jiang Hua’s intense gaze was so palpable that even though Tong Sui tried to focus on the book in hand, his attention was inevitably drawn away.
He hesitated for a moment, tightly gripping the book, then turned his head to meet Jiang Hua’s blue eyes, asking softly, “Is there something strange about me?”
Jiang Hua stared at his face, momentarily stunned.
Before him, Tong Sui resembled a tender sprout nurtured once more by the spring rain, appearing even more pristine and beautiful.
At that moment, the torrential rain outside seemed to intensify.
It pattered against the glass.
The once gloomy sky shifted from gray to red, increasingly vivid and eerily shadowy, cloaking everything in darkness.
Tong Sui also sensed the abnormality and turned his head.
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