bookrebus Chapter 477: The End of the Cannon Fodder World
Chapter 477: The End of the Cannon Fodder World
Lin Ci'an's expression froze instantly.
"You!" He grabbed Chu Ziyu's waist, but softened his force when he touched the chest chains. Finally, he gritted his teeth and said, "I'll deal with you when I get back."
Chu Ziyu smiled and coughed up a mouthful of blood foam. From the corner of his eye, he saw Chu Yu being carried away by the police. In the corner, on the burnt pages of the notebook, the dean's handwriting was vaguely discernible:
[Xiao Chu, thank you for checking these. I have replaced the pills with vitamins, and the children will grow up safely.]
As the morning sun penetrated the explosion-proof glass of the laboratory, Lin Ci'an held Chu Ziyu horizontally in his arms. The ruby on the necklace flickered in the morning light, just like the sparks on the roof of the Star House that finally went out.
When Chu Ziyu woke up again, the first thing he saw was the pale ceiling of the hospital. He tried to move his fingers, but found that they were being held tightly. Turning his head, he saw Lin Ci'an sleeping on the side of the bed, with a small shadow cast by his eyelashes and bruises on the corners of his mouth.
The sunlight from the window shone through the blinds, casting mottled shadows on their clasped hands. Chu Ziyu moved his fingers slightly, and Lin Ci'an woke up immediately.
The moment their eyes met, the air seemed to freeze. Lin Ci'an's eyes were still bloodshot, but they had regained their former clarity. He opened his mouth, as if he had a thousand words to say, but in the end he just held Chu Ziyu's hand tightly.
"Children of the Star House..." Chu Ziyu's voice was hoarse.
"Everything is fine." Lin Ci'an interrupted him, speaking softly, "Thanks to your warning, the special fire department arrived in time. Everyone was rescued, including the dean."
Chu Ziyu breathed a sigh of relief, but then he remembered something: "Chu Xiao, he..."
"He is suspected of murder, human experimentation and arson, and has been taken into custody by the police." A hint of coldness flashed in Lin Ci'an's eyes, "Xingchen Group has also been put under investigation."
The ward fell into a brief silence. The sunlight moved quietly, illuminating half of Lin Ci'an's face. Chu Ziyu noticed a new scar on his forehead and couldn't help but reach out to touch it: "This is..."
"It happened when I was saving Little Grape." Lin Ci'an dodged subconsciously, but stopped when he saw Chu Ziyu's lost look and let his fingertips touch the wound. "She insisted on folding a thousand paper cranes for you, saying that it would bless you to wake up."
Sure enough, the bedside table was piled with colorful paper cranes, one of which was particularly crooked and placed on the very top, with a star drawn on its wings with crayons.
Chu Ziyu's throat suddenly tightened. He remembered the little girl who couldn't escape from the fire in the first round, who always called him "Brother Chu" sweetly.
"I'm sorry..." He apologized in a low voice, not knowing which regret in which time and space it was for.
Lin Ci'an suddenly leaned over and placed a feather-light kiss on his forehead.
"I should be the one to say sorry." His voice was so soft that it was almost inaudible. "I should have believed you earlier."
Chu Ziyu was stunned. This kiss was too light, too short, but heavier than any words. He looked up at Lin Ci'an and found that the tip of his ears was already red, but he still pretended to be calm and tucked the corner of the quilt for him.
The sun was shining brightly, and the breeze blew through the wildflowers on the windowsill. Under the quilt where no one could see, their fingers quietly intertwined, like two streams that had finally found each other.
[Blackening value dropped to 0%, world stability 100%] 6872's prompt sounded in my mind, [Congratulations host, mission accomplished. 001's stupid system had already been recovered by 6872.
Chu Ziyu looked at Lin Ci'an's gentle profile in the sun and chuckled in his heart: No, this is just a new beginning.