I'm Jealous Of Myself Everyday (QT)

Chapter 59: I'm Jealous of Myself Every Day

"The entire squad is dead, except for Brother Xi, who is still unconscious!"

Wei Ye's lips turned pale, so he rushed to the hospital.

Besides the doctor, Yan Weiyue was also there. After examining the body, his expression turned serious. "It's a psychic ability. It seems that what has evolved is not human, but a zombie."

Ignoring everything else, Wei Ye hurriedly asked, "How is Xi Yuan? Is he alright?"

"Don't worry, his mental strength isn't low to begin with. I'll help him recover gradually," Yan Weiyue comforted him gently, making Wei Ye relax a little, his eyes filled with gratitude.

Since Xi Yuan hadn't woken up, Wei Ye took two days off from the research institute. He spent a lot of points to rent another bed in the ward, intending to take care of Xi Yuan personally.

Yan Weiyue said that Xi Yuan's mental state was damaged, and how long it would take for him to wake up depended on himself.

Wei Ye had thought it would take at least a few days, but unexpectedly, he saw Xi Yuan open his eyes that very night.

"You're awake!" Wei Ye exclaimed in surprise, but then lowered his voice to avoid disturbing him, "I'll go get the doctor."

Just as he was about to turn around, his wrist was suddenly grabbed. "Huh?!" He was pulled onto the bed.

A deep shadow fell over him. Xi Yuan looked down at him, and the first thing he said upon waking was, "Do you really like me?"

Those dark eyes held a complex and indescribable depth, their gaze too profound for Wei Ye to bear.

His face paled slightly. "What are you talking about? Of course I like you. Let me go, I'll call a doctor to take a look at you."

“My mind is perfectly clear.” Xi Yuan lowered his body, his voice slightly hoarse. “If you really like me… let’s do it.”

"W-Here?" Wei Ye found it absurd. "Are you crazy? There are security cameras here!"

Xi Yuan raised his hand and threw the pillowcase onto the camera.

"Is it okay?" His straight, thick eyelashes cast a shadow on his eye sockets.

A heavy breath landed on his neck, and Wei Ye involuntarily shrank back, but there was nowhere left to retreat. He panicked, "But you're still injured."

To Xi Yuan, it was all just an excuse.

He lowered his head and kissed the person beneath him deeply.

The force felt like it was going to devour him whole. Between breaths, Wei Ye gasped, his voice trembling as he refused, "No, not here..."

Xi Yuan supported himself above him, his movements gradually ceasing, his eyes dark and unfathomable.

Wei Ye's eyelashes trembled slightly as he met Wei Ye's gaze; he was terrified by the sudden turn of events.

Pity and sadness intertwined in his heart. The wound on his forehead, though long healed, still throbbed with pain. Xi Yuan opened his mouth, as if to say something, but suddenly his strength gave way.

Slightly heavy, the man used his arms to prop himself up before crashing down.

The one in control of the body became 001. He said in a deep voice, "Xi Yuan has fainted again."

"That was so sudden." Wei Ye gasped for breath, still a little dazed. "Has he regained his memories?"

001 indeed gave a positive answer.