After evening self-study.

On the way back to the dormitory with Song Yun.

He gave me a blindfold and a pair of earplugs.

He told me to put them on after turning off the lights.

"Remember, don't fall asleep, stay awake at all times."

Song Yun's smile disappeared, and he solemnly advised me.

"Also, Jiang Chen must not find out about this, remember?"

I nodded busily.

There was still a hint of nervousness in my heart.

The next second, Song Yun put on a smile again and pushed open the door to the dormitory.

Jiang Chen had finished washing up, and he glanced at the two of us blankly.

I don't know if it was just my imagination.

His gaze seemed to linger on me for a moment longer.

But Jiang Chen didn't say anything, he climbed onto the bed and continued reading.

After turning off the lights, following Song Yun's instructions, I lay down on the bed and put on the blindfold and earplugs.

I instantly plunged into a secluded darkness.

I could only rely on my brain's thoughts to keep myself awake.

I don't know how much time passed.

My brain began to become chaotic.

My consciousness felt like it was sinking into the depths of the sea.

Gradually becoming distant and scattered.

"Xiao Lin, wake up!"

Until a familiar voice reached my ears.

I was like a drowning person being pulled out of the water.

And suddenly I was awake.

I lifted the blindfold.

In the blurry darkness in front of me.

Song Yun was crouching in front of my bed, holding the earplugs in his hand.

He put his index finger to his lips and gestured for me to keep quiet.

The dormitory was dead silent.

Only the faint sound of Jiang Chen's breathing could be heard.

I cautiously got up from the bed.

Trying not to make any noise.

When my gaze turned to Jiang Chen on the upper bunk.

A surge of fear engulfed me like a tidal wave.

My heart spasmed and my skin tightened.

The nerves on my forehead went crazy, pulsating incessantly.

In the darkness, Jiang Chen lay on the bed, face up.

Half of his mouth was open.

A wriggling bug was crawling on his face.

Sticky tentacles inserted into his ears, nose, and mouth.

The bug's abdomen moved slightly with Jiang Chen's breathing.

Its six compound eyes were tightly closed.

As if it were asleep.

I felt cold all over and my heart raced.

Song Yun patted my shoulder.

He silently said to me:

"Follow me."