Jiang Wuche couldn't recall the rest of the content, he only felt that the world was spinning in his mind, as if he was going to turn his brain into paste.

When he opened his eyes, he found that he was still lying on the bed, and Yu Jiu had disappeared.

The brain was groggy, and the whole person couldn't lift up the slightest strength, as if the whole person had been beaten violently.

"Hmm-"

He grunted and struggled to get out of bed, only to accidentally roll off the bed.

"Bang-"

The sound of a heavy object hitting the ground was heard.

Pain, pain, pain!

After such a fall, Jiang Wuche was a little more sober, except that he had no strength, he still stood up.

His weakness is not hunger.

Jiang Wuche can judge this.

I opened the drawer of the bedside table, and the compressed biscuits in it were almost the same as they had been eaten, and only half of them were still carefully wrapped.

He must have slept for a long time, or he wouldn't have been so weak on all fours.

But I didn't feel hungry.

There is even the discomfort of acid reflux in the stomach bag after vomiting.

"Full? How could it be full? And spit out? Jiang Wuche felt that he might have eaten something strange.

Thinking of Yu Jiuxi, who had disappeared, Jiang Wuche suddenly had a not-so-good idea.

Then, he immediately threw away the terrible images in his mind.

There was no smell of blood in this room, and the door could not be opened for the time being.

Window......

Theoretically......

It is more difficult to implement.

Hurriedly ran to the bathroom, and picked the root of his tongue with his fingers at the sink, and forcibly vomited out the contents of the stomach pouch.

Jiang Wuche endured the pungent smell and carefully observed the vomit in the sink.

Crumbs from compressed biscuits, unchewed tendons, and indigestible coarse grain corn......

The last time I ate was about three hours ago, less than four hours ago.

Jiang Wuche thought about it, dipped his finger in some meat foam, and put it in his mouth to taste it with an awkward expression.

Luckily, it's beef.

He then immediately turned on the faucet and flushed out all the vomit in the sink with a stream of water. I also picked up the only toothbrush on the sink and brushed my teeth.

Why is it so easy?

Jiang Wuche thought.

This toothbrush has been used to brush his teeth many times very violently, as he is now.

After brushing his teeth, he rinsed his mouth many times before getting up from the sink.

The door was locked.

Jiang Wuche opened the window, and the cold air poured in from the outside.

"Whew-"

He let out a long breath and smoked white mist.

Outside the window was the garden that had brought him nightmares many times in a row, and at this time it was white, hung with small lights dotted with stars, bright as a bright galaxy, making it impossible to distinguish between day and night

"It's so cold!" He shuddered, muttering to himself.

Feeling that the smell of vomit in the house had already gone out, Jiang Wuche closed the window and sat on the edge of the bed in a quiet daze.

The passage of time is never only objective.

The watch on the wrist ticked and ticked, smooth and stiff.

It seems to freeze.

I've vomited everything I've eaten in my stomach, and now my stomach is uncomfortably empty.

Jiang Wuche thought for a while, took out the last half of the compressed biscuits in the drawer, and ate them in small bites.

He felt that he didn't know how many reincarnations he had in such a repetitive time.