When Baili Xin woke up the next day, it was already daybreak.
There was the sound of water splashing in the bathroom. He looked around and found that the person who slept next to him yesterday was gone.
He glanced at the system time and saw that there was still about half an hour left before the 7:30 a.m. time required for the third game.
The sound of water suddenly disappeared, the bathroom door opened, and a damp man walked out.
The black bathrobe was tied loosely on her body, with the V-neckline pulled very low.
"Awake?" Dijia came out, wiping his hair, "Did I wake you up?"
Baili Xin glued his eyes to Dijia's beautiful collarbone and shook his head, "No, it's dawn, so I woke up naturally."
Dijia glanced at the clock on the wall: "It's almost half past seven, pack up, I'll take you home later."
As he said this, he handed a paper bag to Baili Xin, "This is for your change of clothes."
Baili Xin took it, opened the bag and took a look. It was a very casual outfit.
The upper body is a round neck sweatshirt, and the lower body is iron gray casual pants.
He asked, "Where did you get it from?"
Dijia walked to the bed, picked up another bag and walked into the mini dressing room next to it, "I asked my secretary to bring it."
Baili Xin had a subtle expression and asked again, "You told your secretary about our models and asked your secretary to deliver them to you early in the morning? Didn't your secretary think much about it?"
Dijia paused, recalling the wonderful expression on the secretary's face at that time, and shook his head seriously: "No, he believes in my character."
Baili Xin's expression became more subtle.
You are not even a human being, where does your character come from
Do you have any misunderstandings about yourself
Baili Xin walked towards the bathroom with the bag.
The bathroom and small changing room are both near the door, with the two doors facing each other.
That dressing room can be called a dressing room, but it might be more appropriate to describe it as a wardrobe.
It was a very small room with a built-in wardrobe on the wall, on which hung a few bathrobes provided by the hotel. There was also a workbench next to the wall for ironing clothes.
The room was cramped, with a narrow space in front of the workbench where one could stand and change clothes.
Baili Xin stared at the closed door of the locker room, thought for two seconds, turned around and knocked on the locker room door.
There was the sound of fabric rubbing against each other, and Dijia's vague voice came from inside: "What's wrong?"
Baili Xin: "I'll get the bathrobe."
Dijia: "Oh, wait, it's a bit narrow here, I'll go out and you can come in later."
Before his words completely dissipated in the air, the door was opened from the outside and a figure squeezed in.
Young man: "Don't bother, I'll just take my yukata and leave."
For a moment, the narrow space was filled with two people.
The young man tried to reach out for the yukata, but the man had to step back to avoid getting too close to the young man.
He took a step back, and the console immediately blocked his movement.
The space is already narrow, and it would be very hot if creatures with heat sources were crowded together, not to mention two bodies full of masculine aura.
Dijia immediately felt the scorching body temperature which could not be blocked even through the clothes.
Baili Xin seemed unaware of Dijia's embarrassment and reached out to grab the bathrobe in the closet.
The space was limited, so in order to reach it, the young man could only stand on tiptoe and stretch his arms as far as possible.
Seeing the young man's body staggering, Dijia had to reach out, holding the young man's slender waist with one hand and holding his arm with the other hand, "Be careful, I said it's too narrow here, but you insisted on coming in."
The two bodies were pressed tightly together, and every movement of the young man ignited a flame on Dijia's body.
Early in the morning, Dijia felt a surge of evil fire running rampant in his body.
He tried to take a deep breath, and his eyes inevitably fell on the young man's slender neck.
But the more I breathed, the more the young man's unique fragrance went straight into my nose.
smell good.
It smells like blood.
Dijia stared at Baili Xin's neck and swallowed slowly.
The neck is so thin and white, a light pinch will leave a mark, right
His waist was so thin, would the young man groan in pain if he used a little more force
It was so vivid, so vivid that she couldn't help but want to tear his body apart, leaving countless marks on him, torturing him, tearing him apart, making his expression distorted in pain and screaming in excitement.
Dijia's heart couldn't stop beating wildly.
Countless brutal and terrifying thoughts rose up in my mind.
His eyes turned red because of these thoughts, his blood was boiling, and his body was trembling.
I can't help it.
Really Want…
Tear him apart harshly...
Baili Xin finally reached the bathrobe, smiled at Dijia who was aroused, and turned into the bathroom.
The bathroom door was closed, but Dijia was still holding onto the operating table with a painful expression.
He bent his ten fingers and exerted force, the blue veins stretched the skin, and beads of sweat the size of beans oozed out of his forehead.
Hold on.
He is just an ordinary businessman and a law-abiding citizen. He should not have such cruel thoughts.
He looked up at himself in the mirror.
His eyes were red and his expression was ferocious.
There was the sound of running water next door.
This voice was like a final ultimatum, instantly bringing out all the suppressed rage in the man.
The man's originally slender arms turned into the shape of thick fog. Soon, the thick fog escaped from the yukata, leaving only a scattered yukata on the ground.
Baili Xin was taking a shower, his back to the bathroom door, and he had no idea what was happening behind him.
A thick black fog quietly crept in from the gap, and by the time the young man discovered it, it was too late.
The thick fog pressed the young man against the cold wall. His hoarse voice was filled with desire and repression. "Long time no see, little thing."
The young man tried to struggle, but it was in vain.
The black fog fixed the young man's body, and he could only stare at himself with shameful and angry eyes.
Yes, that's the look.
A voice shouted in the heart of the thick fog.
It was this kind of unwilling and resolute look that made people want to conquer him, making his eyes become blank and only look at themselves.
Heiwu laughed heartily. His laughter was heavy and rough, and was particularly loud in this bathroom.
"Don't look at me like that. No one can save you."
"That man is next door, but what can he do?"
"Be quiet. If you bring him in, I'll kill him."
"Besides, you don't want him to see you like this when he opens the door, right?"
The attack without warning made the young man's expression twisted in pain. He seemed to want to scream, but soon remembered the threat from the black fog. He could only bite his lips tightly and not make a sound.
When sound has no place to vent, the senses are amplified countless times.
The shower head above his head continued to spray, and every drop of water that fell on his back caused an unspeakable shudder.
…
When Baili Xin returned home, it was already past lunchtime.
He looked a little tired. He found a scarf from somewhere and wrapped it around his neck, wrapping his whole body tightly.
Dijia was watching the news on the sofa at this time. Seeing this, he asked with concern: "You just came back?"
Baili Xin gave Dijia a look, snorted coldly, and went upstairs.
The good family man Dijia didn't understand what was going on, so he shouted at Baili Xin's back, "Have you eaten?"
Baili Xin turned around and glared at him: "Eat it! Eat it till you're full!"
Dijia sat back on the sofa in disappointment.
Why are you so angry? I didn't provoke him.
Baili Xin returned to the room, lifted up her scarf, looked at the mottled marks on her neck, and threw it away angrily.
Shameless dog.
He ran away after he had fun, leaving me with weak legs after washing, and then I had to take a taxi back.
While doing it, she said, "Baby, you are so great," but after they were done, she turned her face away and asked him, "Why did you come back so late?"
He changes his attitude faster than turning the pages of a book.
Don’t you have any idea why I come back so late
Although he is alone, he is forced to go through the Shura Field.
madman.
s419m hid in a corner and shivered.
It seemed to know why the host was angry.
Because after enjoying the host, the Black Mist Emperor just patted his butt and ran away.
The host is penniless, has no cell phone and no money.
In the end, the host had to shamelessly borrow a scarf and taxi money from the front desk before he could return home.
Tsk tsk tsk, even though the Lord God can be very evil sometimes, he is always very good to the Host and pampers him to the heavens.
When has the host ever suffered such an injustice
Baili Xin lay down on the bed and took a nap. When he woke up, the marks on his body had almost disappeared, and it was dark outside.
The physical strength that had been lost due to extreme happiness was restored, and Baili Xin's mood improved a little.
When he went downstairs, Dijia seemed to be hesitant to speak, his eyes evasive.
Baili Xin ignored him and walked straight to the dining table and sat down, waiting for the intelligent robot to serve the meal.
Not long after he left, Dijia followed him, holding something in his hand and placing it in front of Baili Xin, "This is for you."
Baili Xin stared at the box in front of him and immediately realized it was a cell phone, but he still asked with a straight face, "What is this?"
Dijia: "It's a cell phone. You don't have one, so I prepared one for you. A card has been inserted into it, and I've saved my phone number in it, so we can communicate often."
Baili Xin finally raised his head, opening his eyes to look at Dijia for the first time today: "You left me alone in the hotel?"
Dijia said in a guilty tone, "There was something urgent at the company and I was asked to come over. I really couldn't get away, so I'm leaving now. Sorry."
Baili Xin: "Then you can't just leave me alone in the hotel."
Or just throw it away after use
Don’t I, Baili Xin, have any respect
The arrogant boss Dijia now had no choice but to bow his head and admit his mistakes. "I was wrong about this matter. I apologize to you. I am used to being alone, so I often forget that there is someone around me."
Baili Xin looked at the man's guilty expression, and her anger finally subsided. She just said, "Don't abandon me next time."
Dijia saw the steps and nodded quickly, "Of course, that won't happen."
After the matter came to an end, Baili Xin picked up the phone and played with it in his hand.
The third game was over, and the little black-haired monster appeared and congratulated him, then told him that the fourth game was being prepared.
Before the fourth game came, he could only wait quietly.
And this period of waiting was a rare moment of peace for him.
There are no tasks, no games, but Diga is by my side.
He still doesn't quite understand the significance of the third game.
The third game was not difficult. Those people and the God of Doom that appeared later could not hurt him. He just appeared in that room at the right time and watched a holographic projection.
If there is any real meaning, it is that he knows the inside story of this ceremony.
Was the third game showing him this
The man in the black cloak summoned the God of Doom using the blood sacrifice of the bride Xiaotou and a room full of people. When the God of Doom accepted these two things, chains appeared on his body.
Is that a shackle
It turns out that there is no reward without merit. If you accept the tribute, you have to do something for the summoner in return
The vague and scattered events at the beginning were like pieces of a puzzle. Now, as the number of pieces increases, the picture has become clearer and clearer.
In the fourth game, maybe he could meet Tou.
This rest lasted for three days.
The time was so long that Baili Xin thought that the fourth game was just "waiting". The little black-haired monster planned to wait for him to die.
It was not until the evening of the third day, when it was almost dark, that the little black-haired monster appeared in front of Baili Xin again and brought the content of the fourth game.
"Dear player, seeing that you have been living such a comfortable life recently, I really don't have the heart to disturb you. Have you fallen in love with this warm city?" The little black-haired monster puffed up its body and came to Baili Xin. The few tufts of hair that had been bald before had grown new hair, but the new hair grew a little slowly and looked shriveled compared to the surrounding hair, which was quite funny.
As it spoke, Baili Xin's eyes involuntarily fell on the new hair on the black-haired little monster.
"Where are you looking at!" the black-haired little monster screamed angrily, "You rude thing, listen to the mission now!"
Baili Xin said "Oh", "Please go on."
The little black-haired monster: "Revisiting the old place, please go to the abandoned old house of the Fei family tonight and take the painting of the Rose Boy in the basement. After you take it, we will start the fifth game."
Baili Xin was stunned for a moment.
The old house of the Fei family, it really is like revisiting an old place.
"Although it's a mission, I can't help but complain." Baili Xin spoke with a mischievous tone.
The black-haired little monster had no idea what the young man was thinking, and waited for Baili Xin with a vigilant look on his face: "What are you complaining about?!"
Baili Xin: "This kind of task can be completed during the day, but every time you have to wait until night to let me go. Is it exciting?"
The black-haired little monster's eyes widened. "I told you to go now, so you should go. Why are you talking so much nonsense? I'm telling you, don't even think about trying to get close to me. I'm the upright Lord A Mao. I won't let you go through the back door or the window! If there's nothing else, I'll leave. Don't blame me for not reminding you that you have to leave the Fei family's old house before dawn, otherwise you'll be in danger!"
Baili Xin narrowed her eyes and smiled: "So your name is 'Amao', how cute, thank you for reminding me, I will be fine."
The black-haired little monster got angry: "You, you, don't be so self-indulgent, I'm not worried about you, I'm just doing my job!"
The little black-haired monster angrily said this and disappeared.
s419m:…
Why do I have the illusion that an old pervert is teasing an innocent young guy
The host is a social expert, right? He can get close to anyone.
…
Dijia rarely went home these days. He seemed to be very busy and did not come back when it was almost dark.
Baili Xin couldn't wait for him to come back, so he sent him a message saying that he had something to do, and then he put on a warm coat and left in a hurry.
He took a taxi to the Fei family's old house.
At first the driver was very enthusiastic on the road, but when he heard that his final destination was the Fei family's old house, he refused to go any further. Finally, he dropped Baili Xin off two intersections away from the Fei family's old house and drove away.
Baili Xin had no choice but to walk forward on his own two legs.
Perhaps because such a haunted house of the Fei family stands here, the surrounding area has been completely deserted. There is no pedestrian on the road, and there are no lights on outside the other villas.
Apart from the sound of his own footsteps and the rustling of leaves and grass, there was no other sound.
It was already completely dark at this time. Baili Xin looked at the time on the system and saw that it was still fifteen minutes until eight o'clock in the evening.
It is already late autumn, and the wind is filled with a chill.
A cool breeze blew, Baili Xin shrank his neck and took out a flashlight from his backpack.
It took him nearly twenty minutes to reach the Fei family's old house.
A few days ago, this house was thriving and prosperous, but today it is so dilapidated and lonely that one can't help but feel a sense of dissonance and disparity, as if one can't tell what year it is.
The metal door was not locked, and the black metal outer shell had long since fallen off, revealing patches of rust inside.
The ivy is growing precariously around the iron gate, a typical opening to a haunted house.
Baili Xin pushed the half-open iron door, and the rusty iron door immediately made a harsh "creak", which was particularly harsh in the quiet darkness.
When I heard the word s419m, I couldn't help but shudder.
Baili Xin walked in.
The yard was already overgrown with weeds.
The ground was covered with dense weeds half a meter high, and among the weeds were many yellowed dead branches and leaves. Under the cover of these weeds and dead leaves, he couldn't even see where the original road was.
He took two steps forward, and suddenly there was a sudden rustling sound in the yard, which should have been quiet.
s419m's nerves were already tense after entering the yard. When it heard the sound, it felt like something was picking its tendons with a needle, and its whole body jumped: Ah, there's a ghost!
Baili Xin walked towards the place where the sound came from. He had just taken two steps when he saw a black shadow suddenly jump out. The agile body was not afraid of being restrained by the weeds at all. It quickly dived into the bushes beside it and disappeared.
s419m: It turned out to be a cat. I was scared to death, host.
Baili Xin's expression did not change. He stood there for a moment, then bent down towards the place where the wild cat came out.
The grass was disturbed, and a pale object appeared in front of him in the moonlight.
It's a severed finger.
The flesh was long gone, leaving only white bones.
Even with the overgrown weeds covering it, he had not forgotten that a horrific mass death incident had once occurred here.
At that time, corpses and body parts were flying everywhere. Even if the staff spent several days and nights collecting the bodies, there might still be traces of the tragedy in some corner.
For example, this finger bone in front of you.
s419m felt a little numb. It didn't want to stay in this damn place any longer and couldn't help urging: "Master host, let's go quickly. Don't you want to get the painting?"
Baili Xin did not forget the important business of the night. He moved the weeds to cover the finger bone again, then stood up and walked towards the narrow alley.
The yard was overgrown with weeds, and so were the alleys.
Thick grass densely covered the alley, hindering Baili Xin's progress.
After walking for a while, Baili Xin felt that he couldn't move forward anymore. He felt as if his foot was tripped by something.
He was about to take the thing away, but the feeling of touch on his foot made him pause.
The thing actually began to tighten slowly, as if it was going to grip his ankle.
Baili Xin was stunned for a moment. When he pushed aside the grass to look, his feet suddenly loosened and he was free again.
When Baili Xin really pushed away the weeds and looked at the ground, there was nothing on the ground except a pile of dead grass, and these things would definitely not trip him.
After looking at the ground thoughtfully for two seconds, Baili Xin continued to move forward.
Because it has not been maintained for many years, many small, mottled, fluffy ferns have grown out of the cracks in the red brick walls.
Those ferns clinging to the wall would give you the illusion that they were ghost faces if you looked away for a moment.
Baili Xin carefully held onto the wall and avoided the plants. After a long walk, he finally passed through the narrow alley and walked inside.
As expected, the iron door had already rusted a long time ago, and Baili Xin had to pull it hard several times before he could open it.
The moment the iron door opened, a musty smell hit me in the face.
Baili Xin frowned slightly and turned on the flashlight to shine inside.
Even if a tragedy had occurred here that year, the police might not have been able to find this hidden room.
After all, who would have thought that there would be a different world in a narrow alley
The flashlight provides plenty of light, but its range is not wide enough and it can only illuminate a small area.
This room has never seen sunlight all year round and is already very damp. It was still usable back then because Fei Yinuo took care of it on a daily basis. Now this room has been closed for so long that the moment he opened the door, a dense rustling sound was heard from inside.
Under the light, insects, ants and rats clinging to the ground and walls crawled all over the room and fled in panic.
A place of blessing for people with phobias.
Baili Xin took out a gas mask from his backpack and put it on before walking in.
In addition to the musty smell in the air, there was also the smell of rotting corpses.
Due to the lack of ventilation for a long time, a lot of mold has already grown here, and they are scrambling to climb onto every place they can occupy.
After waving away the spider webs in front of him, Baili Xin walked through the long corridor and saw a human head sculpture scattered at the door of the hall.
The human head sculpture is lying face down, with a group of rat ants gathered on its face.
Hearing the noise, the rats and ants were frightened and fled in all directions instantly.
But something was still squirming on the sculpture. Baili Xin stepped on the sculpture and turned it over, exposing its front.
A human head that had been bitten into pieces appeared in Baili Xin's sight.
s419m made me feel like fainting, but it was a system and I couldn't feel faint.
Baili Xin glanced at the sculpture, stepped over it, and walked into the hidden collection room.
There are more than one hundred sculptures, some of which have long been destroyed, revealing the bodies hidden inside, while others are still well preserved in plaster.
None of the bodies exposed were in good condition; they were all unrecognizable.
The stench of corpses he smelled at the door came from these corpses.
Baili Xin did not dwell for too long on the densely packed corpses in the narrow room. He soon focused his attention on "The Rose Boy" on the wall.
If we look at the timeline, he had seen this painting once ten years ago.
Ten years later, the colors in this painting are as bright and colorful as ever.
Some are delicate and beautiful, some are shy and about to bloom, some are already in full bloom, and there is also that young man who is so beautiful that he is beyond description.
In this room, all the walls are covered with mold or plants, but this painting is the only one hanging on the wall intact, without any trace of mold.
Not only that, the painting seemed to be alive, with dense vines extending outward from the edge of the frame. Those green vines were harmoniously connected to the painting, and there were thorns on the vines, much like the stems of roses.
Vines of rose stems grew in all directions and penetrated the walls.
The ceiling, walls, and floor were all riddled with holes pierced by this vine.
At first glance, it is extremely strange and even has a bit of Ukiyo-e feel.
Baili Xin walked up to the picture and tried to pull the painting on the wall outwards.
And when he dragged the painting, the originally still vines suddenly began to wriggle like little animals that were awakened.
Seeing this, Baili Xin loosened his arms and left the canvas.
The vines that were originally wriggling also stopped at this time.
Baili Xin: "..."
Are these vines protecting this painting
Baili Xin thought for two seconds and took out a dagger from his backpack.
He tried to cut a vine, but the severed vine simply squirmed and twisted on the ground for a few times after it left the canvas, and then quickly withered into a shriveled twig.
Baili Xin was a little surprised, but seeing that the vines didn't move, he did the same thing and cut several more vines. He planned to cut all the vines before putting the painting in his backpack and taking it away.
If you cut one, one vine will shrink quickly.
While cutting, Baili Xin stopped.
He discovered that as the vines withered, the roses that had not bloomed on the canvas gradually began to bloom.
Every time a vine is cut off, a rose quietly blooms.
He had just cut six or seven roses, and two roses had already fully bloomed.
A feeling of being watched suddenly came over me.
Baili Xin's heart moved, and he subconsciously raised the flashlight and pointed the light at the pure and charming face of the rose boy.
The eyes were still slightly closed, with an expression of excitement on his face.
His eyes looked outside the canvas, as if he was silently inviting people to join in this ultimate joy.
Baili Xin stared at the face and asked silently in his mind: s419m, in this face just now, were there tears at the corners of Xiaotou's eyes
As soon as these words came out, s419m felt that his scalp was about to explode. If there was a scalp, I, I don't know. Host, can you please stop scaring me
Baili Xin stared at Xiaotou's face for dozens of seconds before he said in a deep voice in his mind: I tell you, no.
This tear just appeared.
s419m made a swallowing sound. What does this mean
The strength on Baili Xin's shoulders was relieved a little, and he shrugged helplessly. I don't know either, let's just continue working.
When he lowered his head and was about to cut, the feeling of being watched from above came back.
He looked up suddenly. The boy in the painting still maintained his previous posture, looking outside with seductive eyes, but the tears on his face slid down a little more.
s419m screamed: "Su, my Lord, my tears are moving." This time I saw it clearly, my tears were really moving!
Isn’t this painting too weird
Just as Baili Xin was staring at the painting, a sudden ring broke the silence in the room, startling s419m so much that he almost jumped up. What was that sound!
Baili Xin reached into her pocket, took out a cell phone and shook it. It was my husband’s number.
s419m:…
What time is it? Why are you calling
Don't you consider the occasion or the atmosphere when making a phone call?!
Baili Xin pressed the dial button, his voice soothing and natural: "Hello?"
The man's magnetic voice full of masculine charm came, "Where have you been? Have you eaten? I just finished a meeting and saw the text message you sent."
Baili Xin: "Are you still in the company?"
The man said "hmm" and continued: "Where are you? Is there anyone else around?"
Baili Xin looked around at the heads scattered all over the ground, "Yes, there are quite a few."
"Hmm?" The man asked with a long tail, "Why is it so quiet?"
Baili Xin laughed softly, "They don't like to talk."
The dead are also human beings.
s419m:…
What if you love to talk?!
Baili Xin held the phone in one hand and talked to the man on the other side, while he walked to the scroll and started cutting vines.
The man's voice sounded a little tired, and he seemed to be hesitant to speak. Baili Xin heard it, and quickly cut off a vine with his knife, and asked in a low voice: "What's wrong? Is there something you want to tell me?"
The other party was silent for a while. "No, I'm just tired. I suddenly wanted to talk to someone, and you came to my mind first. But you have friends next to you, and I wonder if I'll disturb you if I talk to you like this."
Baili Xin glanced at the unrecognizable bodies on the ground again, "No, it doesn't matter, they are not my friends, I don't know them, they just happen to be around me."
"Oh, so that's how it is." The man's voice was a little more relaxed. "Actually, I don't know what to talk about. I just wanted to talk to you."
Baili Xin smiled, then his eyes became stern, and he quickly took two steps back. When he spoke again, his voice was still smooth and natural: "Then tell me, what did you eat tonight?"
The man's voice was thoughtful: "What to eat... Let me think about it."
Baili Xin has begun to look at the opposite side vigilantly.
The vines that had been quiet suddenly started to move. They seemed to have just felt the pain, twitching violently and starting to pull away from the wall. The house, which was already in a precarious situation, began to have dust falling down because of the movement of the vines, and the surroundings began to shake.
The man sighed softly in a deep voice, "I remember I didn't eat tonight."
Baili Xin laughed, "You were so busy that you forgot to eat. You are such a busy man. Is the company so busy recently? You come home very late at night too."
As he spoke, he put the dagger into his backpack and replaced it with a more handy sickle.
The sickle was flying in the air, and the vines that were rushing towards it quickly turned into scattered pieces of debris, falling to the ground with a plop.
"It's not that I'm too busy, but for other reasons..." The man paused, "When I'm done with my work, how about I take you out for a trip? I recently got in touch with a new tourism project, a train trip that starts from this city and goes all the way to the Tibetan area. You can see all kinds of scenery along the way. I think this project is good and I want to invest in it, but before I invest, I want to experience it first."
"Okay." Baili Xin's sickle kept flying. Facing the vines coming from all directions, the traces left by the pure white sickle formed a solid shield, chopping off all the vines that dared to approach the young man. "I've never traveled by train before. Thank you in advance."
A reserved and low laugh came from the other end of the phone. "It's not time to thank you now. It won't be too late to say thank you when you have fun. Strange, what's that sound on your end?"
Baili Xin jumped into the air, shuttled through the gaps between the vines, and finally raised his knife and cut off the vines cleanly from the roots.
The technique is quick, accurate and ruthless, and it is done in one go.
Then he stood firmly on the ground, among the corpses and green blocky vines, and smiled calmly, "Nothing, just the sound of the wind. What time will you be home tonight?"
Dijia: "Wait a little longer, maybe around nine o'clock. I was just about to ask you, what time will you be home?"
Baili Xin had already walked up to the painting. The rose boy in the painting had tears all over his face and was about to cry. He looked extremely pitiful.
All the vines had been cleared away, and he grabbed the frame and threw the painting directly into his backpack. "I'm almost done. I might get home before you. You should eat something first. It's not good for your health to skip dinner."
Dijia: "Well, I asked my assistant to send me a copy. I'm busy now. See you at home."
Baili Xin turned and walked towards the door, walking leisurely and freely on the messy and terrifying ground, "Okay, see you at home."
The phone rang, Baili Xin put the phone in his pocket and walked out of the basement.
s419m:…
Are you doing serious business while you are talking about love
Where is the thrilling atmosphere you promised
Where's the fierce fight that was promised
My emotions are already aroused, and you're just showing off your affection to me
Did you hear what Dijia said just now? Baili Xin asked without any context as they walked back along the alley.
s419m: He said a lot.
The main content revolves around ambiguous love talks.
The host usually asks questions in this tone, not really wanting to give him an answer, but using an interactive question to elicit his findings.
s419m: Host, what do you want to say
Bailixin: Just now, Dijia mentioned the travel train. You should remember that in the first game, a man hanged himself in an unfinished building. The reason for his trouble was that his grandparents disappeared, and his grandparents disappeared on the train.
s419m: Are you saying that this traveling train could be the train where the grandparents disappeared? Could this be the location for the fifth game
Baili Xin said in a deep voice: It is very likely.