Death Spiral [Infinite Flow]

Lian Qiao was grabbed by his arm, and his whole body suddenly shook, as if falling from a cloud. His eyes were also awakened from the trance.

Looking at this picture, the honeysuckle just felt flustered and breathless. There was rustling around and there were hairs approaching, but he couldn't care less, just held Lian Qiao's arm tightly, his voice trembling: "What are you going to do? What do you want to do? You promised me...you promised me !"

Lian Qiao raised his mouth and smiled slightly: "What did I promise you?"

Honeysuckle was stunned.

"You promised..." He suddenly couldn't remember the specific content of Lian Qiao's promise to him. There was a huge sense of panic in his heart, and now not only his body, but also his heart began to tremble.

Lian Qiao looked at him, as if he couldn't bear to be tortured again, leaned over and kissed his forehead. It was a soothing kiss. Ren Dong closed his eyes, raised his face slightly, and felt the kiss reverently and uneasily as if he was suffering a miracle.

Lian Qiao smiled and said, "I promise you, I will never leave you. I will not leave you, don't be afraid." Then he embraced him.

That is the answer that the honeysuckle most wanted to get. Listening to the heartbeat coming from Lian Qiao's chest, Ren Dong's heart finally settled down.

The bad rustling around him became more and more intensive, and Honeysuckle felt that something was approaching him from all directions, and the air gradually filled with blood. There is no doubt that danger is looming. His body couldn't help shaking.

It was 9:55 at this time, there was no exit up and down the stairs, and the ghosts were gradually approaching. They have no way out.

No matter how many deaths you experience, the fear imprinted in your soul will never be erased. The woman's angry and shrill screams came from below the stairs, and her hair that was scorched and curly by the fire climbed up little by little along the back of her feet.

The eyes of countless dead people on the ceiling did not blink, and the pair of thighs on the stairs began to walk towards here in a twisted posture.

All terror and resentment are slowly approaching.

How cruel will they be killed? I don't dare to think about it anymore.

But—but at least, he was still with Lian Joe.

Honeysuckle leaned against Lian Qiao's chest, and a gentle kiss fell on the top of his hair.

He suddenly felt that this scene was very familiar.

At the same time, Lian Qiao said softly, "I'll sing a song for you, okay?"

Honeysuckle raised her head in a daze, facing Lian Qiao's gentle smiling eyes. Those eyes stared at him quietly, their eyes were deep, if they wanted to say a thousand words.

Honeysuckle couldn't help raising her hand and stroked his eyes tremblingly.

"You...are you..."

The corners of Lian Qiao's mouth twitched, and her brows and eyes curled with a smile.

"Shh." Lian Qiao put a finger on his lips. His eyes lingered on his lips fascinatedly, his voice was slightly hoarse, but he seemed to endure choking, "Actually, I know that you don't like me like this."

Honeysuckle was shocked. He tried to speak, but felt something hard and cold against the back of his head.

"Next time, don't make me worse."

That's a nail gun.

Even Joe was going to kill him?

Lian Joe wanted to kill him!

Honeysuckle's pupils shrank suddenly, the huge shock made him unable to react for a while, and the whole person froze on the spot, dumbfounded.

Why? Why?

These three words were circling over and over in his mind. The brain is like a program stuck in an infinite loop, revolving over and over in that painful question, unable to think.

Lian Qiao looked at him, and the smile on the corner of his lips gradually showed a hint of bitterness.

"Don't be afraid, it doesn't hurt. It will be soon. I'm with you."

As he spoke, he lowered his head and kissed his lips.

…Am I with you?

What is…

Xu Rendong felt the softness on her lips, and suddenly reacted, her eyes suddenly became wet.

At this moment, the corner of his eye suddenly caught something. Lightning flashed in his mind, he suddenly exerted his strength and pushed Lian Qiao away!

"...!" Even Qiao was caught off guard, and he pushed him back two steps. He raised his head, his face full of surprise.

Honeysuckle didn't look at him, but turned her head to the side, pointed somewhere and said, "Look! Is that a small apple?"

Even Qiao was startled and turned around.

I saw a **** the top of the stairs. The girl was covered in blood and her face was pale. In the middle of the neck, a large hole was opened, and the muscles and blood vessels were hollowed out. Gurgling blood poured out of his neck like a fountain.

Who is not Apple?

Lian Qiao narrowed her eyes, her voice suddenly cold: "Don't worry about her."

"But..." Honeysuckle frowned, "She seems to be showing us the way!"

Indeed, as Honeysuckle said, Little Apple was standing on the stairs and beckoning to them. She looked very anxious, her lips were moving, but she couldn't make any sound. Seeing that there was no response from the two of them, she seemed to want to go down the stairs, but as soon as she took a step, she screamed and stepped back as if being stinged by something.

Probably because of the open crowbar in Honeysuckle's hand.

Honeysuckle glanced at the time, it was nine fifty-seven. Suddenly, there was a glimmer of hope in his heart, and he took Lian Qiao's hand and said, "She may be showing us a way out, let's go with her!"

Lian Qiao didn't move, just squinted at the ghost, and said with a self-mockery, "How could she show us the way. You forgot that I killed her?"

I don't know who it hurts. Ren Dong gritted his teeth and pulled him fiercely: "Don't worry about it so much! Try it first and then talk about it!"

Little Apple had a happy look on her face, then turned her head upstairs. The two followed Little Apple up one floor, and just as they turned the corner of the stairs, they saw a big cross drawn with blood on the wall.

"Where is the exit?" asked Honeysuckle.

Little Apple did not dare to get too close, so she could only nod from a distance.

Honeysuckle took out a crowbar, aimed at the red fork and smashed it hard against the wall. However, when the crowbar hit the wall, it didn't make a heavy, dull sound as it hit the cement, but—

"Clang!"

The sound of glass breaking!

The two of them couldn't help being shocked.

The ground floor of the office building is the glass door! Is it really the bottom? !

With the sound of the glass falling to the ground, the surrounding scene began to shake. The infinite loop of stairs disappeared, and those hair, eyes, and stumps, like ink that fell into a pond, swayed and smudged, quickly faded, and disappeared.

The door of the office building appeared in front of them.

The revolving glass door has been broken and the glass is scattered all over the place. Outside is the familiar night view of the city center. A moon hangs in the sky, and the moonlight falls down coldly.

Lian Qiao stared blankly at Little Apple's increasingly dim figure: "How is that possible?"

For a time, countless complex emotions flooded into the heart of Honeysuckle. Ren Dong smiled, squeezed his hand, and said, "Because she likes you."

Lian Qiao's eyes widened.

Until it disappeared, the **** wound on her neck was still shocking.

But there was a smile on the corner of her mouth.

Lian Qiao pursed her lips and looked away. He stopped talking, but ran to the middle of the road with Honeysuckle.

One minute to ten pm. The parking lot is opposite the office building. When Ren Dong was on his way to the parking lot after get off work, he was hit by a large truck, which triggered the elevator.

At this time, the road is full of the atmosphere of the world. The hard-working white-collar workers who had just finished working overtime were discussing what to eat for supper in the evening. The girls with heavy makeup and glamour were chatting and laughing loudly. The old man led the dog and walked slowly on the sidewalk. In the convenience store opposite, the owner of the store is yawning.

The traffic light just flashes green. The two walked to the middle of the road and stood still. Other pedestrians who crossed the road passed them and cast surprised eyes.

Xu Rendong’s heart was beating wildly. The roar of truck engines from the street in the distance has been heard.

"It's coming!" His palms were covered in cold sweat, and he subconsciously grasped Lian Qiao's hand.

Even Joe Mo was silent, just staring at the street corner silently.

Sure enough, a few seconds later, a large truck rammed out of the street corner. The engine roared loudly, and through the windshield, a young man in blue clothes could be seen in the cab, turning the steering wheel in a panic. I'm afraid something is wrong with the truck.

Seeing such a huge vehicle rushing towards him at high speed, Honeysuckle had a strong urge to avoid. Fortunately, Lian Qiao was by his side, giving him endless courage. He bit his lip and held his breath for the final moment.

Time seems to be stretched infinitely, it is only a few seconds, but it makes people feel like 10,000 years have passed.

Honeysuckle was tense, and countless thoughts flashed through her mind.

—Will the elevator really appear?

If the elevator didn't show up, would we be killed? It doesn't matter, I can do it all over again.

But even if the elevator appears, what about the button?

I don't have time to think so much, let's first determine the conditions for the appearance of the elevator. Anyway... it's all over again.

Everything can be made up. As long as it can be done again, everything can be salvaged.

Just as Honeysuckle was thinking about it, he suddenly felt that Lian Qiao broke free from his hand and stuffed a slender and hard thing into his hand. Ren Dong was startled, turned his head and saw that Lian Qiao was smiling at him, but there were tears in those smiling eyes. Clear and bright, as if you were about to cry in the next second.

In an instant, that irritating sense of panic filled the heart of Honeysuckle again. This time, however, before he could ask, the truck had already rushed in front of him.

The lights hurt his eyes. He instinctively raised his hand and covered it in front of his eyes. There was a screeching screech of brakes from the wheels of the truck, and screams from the surrounding crowd.

Time is infinitely stretched—stretched—

Then, it finally stopped.

All sounds are gone. The whole world is nothing but the sound of your own breathing and heartbeat.

Honeysuckle panted and opened her eyes, seeing that very familiar thing.

Elevator!

The silver-white metal elevator stands quietly in the middle of the road. The metal body reflects the cold moonlight, and it looks so out of tune with everything around it.

But so inspiring.

"Finally!" Honeysuckle was so excited that her voice was shaking.

But when he turned his head to look at Lian Qiao, he stood there as if he had been split by lightning.

Lian Qiao still kept smiling at him, turning a blind eye to the elevator that was approaching Chi Chi. Tears filled his eyes, and they were about to fall from their sockets in the next second—

But he didn't move.

Honeysuckle began to tremble uncontrollably. He raised his hand, wanting to touch Lian Qiao's face. But the outstretched hand hit something in mid-air, and made a soft sound.

"Bang."

It is an air wall.