BL, MTL | The Squeamish Beauty is Mistaken for a Heartthrob

Chapter 139: He heard the man's low and hoarse voice confessing.

the next day.

The daily life of the nuns is to clean, take care of the patients, and do various chores. No one expected that just the next day, some of the players would enter the hospital they were trying to explore.

Lin Yuxing is one of them.

A young nun led the way and whispered precautions. She spoke very little, her hands were hidden in her sleeves, and her young body was hidden under a pure black nun's uniform, imprisoned along with her soul.

Except for necessary reminders, he hardly spoke.

If you weren't in an infinite game, you would really think you were in a real-life monastery.

Before she left, she emphasized again, "Please follow the call of the bell. When you hear the bell, please stop what you are doing immediately."

"No matter what you are doing." The nun glanced sideways, and her peripheral vision fell on the young man intentionally or unintentionally. When she saw the young man nodded obediently, her originally calm eyes melted a little, and she quickly turned and left.

Lin Yuxing stood in the ward and looked at the house number.

The nun just told him that the patients in this hospital are very special. They all have a separate ward, and some of the patients have very weird tempers.

Lin Yuxing prayed that he would not hit those strange patients. He clasped his hands together, took a deep breath, and then carefully knocked on the door.

"Hello, I am the nun sent by the convent to take care of you."

The room was silent.

Lin Yuxing knocked again, "Hello?"

Just when he thought he wouldn't get a response, a low voice came from the ward, "Come in." Then the door opened a crack.

Lin Yuxing was stunned——

The patient's room had no lights on.

Thick darkness spread, silently swallowing the light outside the room. The unknown is the most likely to arouse people's fear, not to mention that he is not sure about the patient's attitude towards the player.

Perhaps sensing Lin Yuxing's hesitation, the patient in the room spoke again, "I'm sorry, my illness cannot be seen in the light."

"Or--"

"Are you afraid?"

Even if he couldn't see clearly, Lin Yuxing could clearly feel the gaze cast in the darkness. If the first half of the words can be called polite, the second half of the words took a sharp turn.

Lin Yuxing's hands were so shocked that they felt a little cold.

He almost suspected that if he admitted it, the patients in the room would immediately show some ferocious and terrifying faces.

He tried his best to breathe steadily and showed a harmless smile, "How could it be?" Holding the door handle with one hand, he pulled the door open, "I'm just adapting to the darkness."

His voice was calm, but his trembling eyelashes still revealed his inner nervousness. The patients in the room put their eyes on the nun's holy and charming face.

Lin Yuxing's little idea didn't work. The darkness in the room seemed to be alive. Even if he opened the door as wide as possible, the light outside the room still couldn't penetrate the darkness.

It's like the intersection of two worlds.

It's hard to say whether it was disappointment or expectation. The patients in the room had been watching his actions silently, as if they had acquiesced in his little action, and as if they had already known the result.