CHAPTER XXXV

Yu Chuxi didn't seem to expect him to ask this, first stunned, looked at him blankly, his black pupils seemed to be about to suck people in, Shuer couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

She finally reacted, lowered her head, and her voice was very small and soft, but it slammed into Shure's heart: "Because someone wants to kill me." ”

Shuer was slightly stunned, and after a while, he stammered as if he had just woken up from a dream: "What did you say?" Someone is going to kill you? ”

Yu Chuxi stopped talking, just nodded like a dragonfly.

He was so frightened that he swallowed hard and looked around in panic: "Where, where is it?" Where's the guy who's going to kill you? ”

"I don't know." Yu Chuxi had also completely sobered up, she turned her head sideways to look at the man in front of her who was more than a head taller than herself, and asked softly, "Are you afraid?" ”

"Nonsense."

He has been wearing brocade clothes and eating the stars since he was a child, where has he ever been in contact with this kind of thing, murderer! This is going to kill you!

His panic and panic all fell into Yu Chuxi's eyes.

She was silent for a moment, then turned back to her room, the sound of rustling through the crack in the door irritating Shure's now sensitive nerves, and in a few minutes she walked over again, spread out her palm, and the silver whistle lay quietly in her palm.

He didn't react: "What? ”

"Give you back. If you're scared, leave. ”

Shure's eyes were a little glazed, and for a moment he didn't know whether he should take his whistle or not.

To be reasonable, he should have picked up the whistle and left, but for some reason, he felt like his legs had taken root there, and it was like being frozen in place, wanting to move but couldn't.

Yu Chuxi didn't know if she was tired of lifting that arm, and her expression was a little more impatient, and after a few seconds, seeing that Shuer had been standing there without moving, she directly stuffed the whistle in her palm into Shuer's naturally drooping hand, and then turned around and closed the door.

There was a loud noise from the door, as if the spell had been lifted, and Shure found himself free to move at last.

I don't know when, his back was soaked in a thin layer of cold sweat.

Looking at the whistle in his hand, Yu Chuxi stuffed in, his eyes were full of complexity. Taking a deep look at the door that had long been closed, he turned back to his room.

Yu Chuxi sat on the ground leaning against the door, her long hair was scattered, and the rabbit puppet she was holding was placed beside her, listening to the footsteps outside the door gradually moving away, she buried her head in her knees.

The moon crept up the branches, casting a silvery white through the thin gauzy curtains.

Shure clasped his hands behind his head, leaned lazily on the head of the bed, and put himself in a big "big" position, looking out the window in a daze.

According to his temperament, he should have taken his whistle at this time, left this place that could be dangerous at any time, and started his life again in another place.

But for some reason, he kept saying that he would pack his luggage, pack his luggage and leave this place, but all his belongings were locked in the spare space he had brought from Luo Xing, and there was nothing to pack at all.

He was a little distressed, and he didn't understand what his unexplained mood swings were.

Suddenly, a small string of shredded sounds disturbed his thoughts.

He bounced out of bed with a spirit.

What was that? Could it be that the little girl's enemy found it so quickly?!

The sound outside the door rang again, and Shure tiptoed over to the door, pressing his ears to the door and listening to the movement outside.

The sound was staccato and staccato like the sound of metal rubbing against the ground, short, quickly disappeared, and then it was loud again in a few seconds.

Could it be that the gangster still had some murder weapon? Metal rods?

Shure thought so, and suddenly there was a thud, followed by a painful moan from the girl.

Shure finally couldn't help it, he slammed the door open, and shouted in fear: "Stop! ”

His voice was very loud, and it was particularly abrupt and harsh in the quiet of midnight, except for a few trills in the tail note, which exposed the fear of the person concerned.

Yu Chuxi sat on the ground, his dark eyes staring at him for a moment, and his expression was a little stunned.

After Shure came out, he found that there were no gangsters, and the only thing in the whole room was the little girl's piece, the stump of the telescope, and himself.

He scratched the back of his head, coughed lightly, and pretended to be calm and asked, "Oh, where is the gangster?" ”

Yu Chuxi tilted his head and replied truthfully: "No." ”

"No gangsters? So what did I just hear? ”

Shure's brow furrowed, his eyes swept around, and finally locked the suspect onto the dismembered astronomical telescope.

His gaze gradually changed from inquiry to indifference, and he glanced at Yu Chuxi without being salty.

Yu Chuxi suddenly felt that his back was cold, and he couldn't help shrinking his neck.

"Where are you going with your binoculars?" He spoke faintly.

“......”

"Little girl, you don't have to use the same trick you did against that stupid big guy to deal with me! I know you understand what I'm saying. Say, do you want to go to the rooftop with a telescope? ”

Yu Chuxi glanced to the other side, still silent.

Shure raised his eyebrows: "Don't say yes, do you?" Okay, I'll call that stupid big guy right now and let him know what you're up to. ”

Yu Chuxi immediately turned her head, looking at Shu Er with dark pupils, through the moonlight, Shu Er saw the resistance in her eyes.

"Don't let me call that stupid big guy?"

The girl nodded.

"Okay." Shuermali put away his phone and asked, "Why do you suddenly want to go to the rooftop in the middle of the night?" ”

"I don't have a planetary map, I want to see the moon."

The corners of Shure's mouth twitched: "You wanted to give me back the whistle yourself, and now it's mine, isn't it?" ”

Yu Chuxi lowered his head, and his voice was muffled: "No." ”

The bangs blocked most of Shure's vision, and only the girl's moist lips and white, almost clear chin could be seen.

He suddenly felt a little hot.

Shure coughed lightly and said fiercely, "Take your hand out." ”

Although Yu Chuxi was puzzled, he still did it honestly, obediently stretched out his hands and spread out his palms.

The girl is petite, but her fingers are white and slender, and her nails are neatly trimmed and very beautiful.

Yu Chuxi suddenly felt that her palms sank, and when she looked at it again, the silver whistle appeared in her hand wrapped in a faint layer of light.