His voice is elegant and elegant, but also with a bit of mature man's deep dumb, let people hear the voice will add a bit of favor.

The man with the fox mask, who didn't know why, chuckled softly, as if he had found something very interesting.

The goose bumps on Tang Qing's arm rose again and again. She didn't know them. She felt that their voices were very familiar. But if you try to think about it, you can't remember where they heard their voices.

She lowered her head and quickly put the mask back on and whispered to the man with the cheetah mask, "thank you."

The fox mask began to smile again, which made her very uncomfortable. She just wanted to leave here quickly, out of the sight of these two strange men.

She turned her wheelchair and walked back. There was no footsteps behind her, which made her feel a little relieved.

As she separated from the two men's side, the chill on her body gradually subsided. From a distance, she saw Xiao Fengting coming over with a cup of red fruit. His eyebrows frowned slightly, and he didn't see her. He was still looking for someone.

Tang Qing couldn't help shouting at him.

After two men stood in the same place to watch her gradually leave the figure, two people have no movement, until a man came to Tang Qing from the wheelchair to embrace in his arms, fox mask man mask under the eyes of the mask slowly narrowed up.

"It's her." The young man behind him whispered. There was more tension in the gentle and elegant voice.

"It's her." His voice with a few silk strange dumb, looking at the man holding Tang Qing away, he just low calm voice way, "she is still alive."

The voice, like joy, like anger, with a bit of nervous hoarseness and shaking.

The man with the cheetah mask reached out and grabbed his hand. He felt a slight tremor on his fingers. He whispered, "don't be impulsive."

The man has no words, but his dark eyes hidden under the mask are gradually infected with a few crazy whirlpool. He slightly hooks his lips and smiles. The laughter shows a bit of coldness in the shadow.

*

"Why are your fingers so cold?"

In the bright lounge, Xiao Fengting grabs Tang Qing's hand and frowns at her.

He reached out and took off the mask on her face and saw her paler than usual. She lowered her eyes and rolled uneasily, as if frightened by something.

He was still angry that she ran about in the corridor, which made him almost think she was missing. When he found someone, he saw her sweating all over her body, and the anger disappeared. On the contrary, he felt a little more heartache.

"I..." Tang Qing watched him move his lips, then lowered his eyes and shook his head, "nothing. I don't feel well

The appearance of the two men reminded her of some very bad things. The dead would not come back to life. He must have died, but he left her with a shadow that made her shiver when she saw someone similar to him nearly eight years later.

She took a deep breath, covered her face and whispered, "can I go back to my room and have a rest?"

She didn't want to stay in the hall. Although she knew rationally that the two were not them, she was still afraid to see the two figures which were very similar to the deepest nightmare in her memory.

In just three months, it was a memory that she did not dare to touch again in her life.

*

rabbit shivering in the face of predators on the biological chain