Even without her, he could carry the pain by himself.

The pain in his body is becoming more and more intense, and the sound of her knocking on the bathroom door and her cry seem to become more and more clear, just like... An invisible temptation, which makes him want to open the door, touch her and stop the pain.

"Don't... don't shout! Zhou Yici... I beg you, don't shout again..." his back was leaning against the bathroom door. This sentence was almost squeezed out of his throat.

Now, he can still have some sense, but if the pain continues, maybe even this sense will disappear.

"Jun Jingshu, what's the matter with you? You asked me to open the door!" Zhou Yici said anxiously, which made her more flustered, especially his voice sounded like it was very uncomfortable.

What's wrong with him? Is it happening again? Zhou Yici thought of the previous scene and affirmed this guess more and more.

However, no matter how she asked, he didn't answer any more. Zhou Yici patted the door until the end. He was almost too tired. He had to squat by the door, took out his mobile phone, wanted to dial Han 11 and ask the contact information of Jun's father and mother.

As a result, as soon as the mobile phone was taken out, there was no signal directly, and even the phone couldn't be called out. Zhou Yici is completely speechless. Do you really want to stay in this bathroom all night?

Just then, she suddenly heard some bumps and a suppressed scream outside the door. She was stunned and gently pushed the sliding door with her hand, but she found that the resistance to moving the door was gone at the moment.

He... Didn't hold the door anymore?!

At the thought of this, Zhou Yici carefully pushed open the sliding door, but what came into his eyes was a darkness. When she came, the room actually didn't turn on the light, but there was still some light in the sky at that time, but now it's completely dark.

The curtains in the room were covered tightly. Fortunately, the light in the bathroom was on. Zhou Yici then turned on the light in the bathroom, opened the flashlight program of his mobile phone, and looked into the room with the light of his mobile phone.

"Jun Jingshu, where are you?" she said aloud and walked forward step by step.

Just then, she heard his voice again. It was a hoarse voice that was like being run over by sand, shouting the word "life".

Fate? What's that?

Zhou Yici wondered, and the mobile phone shone in the direction of the sound. It was not until now that she saw him again.

But at the moment, he has a kind of embarrassment she has never seen, messy hair, scattered collar, sleeves of clothes have been torn, and there are many scratches on his arms. At the moment, his original beautiful and elegant face is distorted because of pain.

Pain... Yes, it's as if he is suffering more than his physical limit can bear at the moment.

This... Is this him?

Is it... His illness? But in the past, his illness in his mouth was always so understated, as if it was not serious at all. Why is it this time

There was no time to think about it. Zhou Yici wanted to call 120 with his mobile phone. As a result, he remembered that there was no signal here somehow!