Be The Sixth Anchor In The Escape Game

Chapter 55: Entertainment Werewolf Killing (3)

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Even though the live broadcast room was noisy and bloody, hearing Xia Yihui's words was still an uncontrollable meal.

The audience was so confused that they almost burst into foul language. No one cared about why they couldn't get out of the live broadcast room, and the scolding battle was quickly covered by a new topic.

— Zhang Qingyu's sexual orientation.

The Chinese people are open, and the same-sex marriage law was implemented more than 50 years ago.

Today, homosexuality is no longer a group that makes people look at it differently. Just like when eating, some people prefer to be vegetarian, while others don't like meat. It is a matter of personal preference, and no one will impose interference.

The reason why the audience in the live broadcast room was so shocked was that what everyone was struggling with was not about liking men, but about Zhang Qingyu.

The copy of the campus arena is over, and famous players will have special posts on the Unlimited Escape forum.

Huaguo District, like Xia Yihui, Li Bai, Xiao Fang, etc., all became famous for their outstanding performance in the dungeon. When those who were eliminated enter the forum, they must be the first to see their names.

Among them, Zhang Qingyu's level is far ahead of everyone, not only in Asia, but even in the world. For the great god among the great gods, his private life is naturally the focus of gossip.

On the other side, Zhang Qingyu also seemed to be taken aback by Xia Yi's sudden question, and it took him a while to react. His pupils trembled twice, and he said slowly, "Why are you asking this?"

Xia Yihui said, "I want to know."

Zhang Qingyu said: "Why do you want to know my sexual orientation?"

He looked at Xia Yihui without blinking his eyes, his pretty lips were slightly pursed, his eye sockets were red, and an unnatural blush appeared on his face. The expression seemed to be full of expectation, but also seemed to be just asking casually.

Facing the other party's clear and bright eyes, the many tortures that Xia Yiyi prepared when he took a shower all turned into clouds, and the sperm's upper brain forgot everything.

He had no other choice, he would just eat the hang of innocence, disarm and surrender in a matter of minutes.

In the real world, the information is too smooth, and there are very few people who are as appetizing as Zhang Qingyu. Xia Yiyi couldn't bear to see him show such a look, so he could only smooth things over: "It doesn't matter, I'm just curious. If you really I don’t want to say, I’m not going to make it difficult for you…”

"I don't want to say it." Zhang Qingyu looked at Xia Yihui fixedly, and said word by word: "Come here, I'll tell you in your ear."

This kind of relatively intimate matter is indeed not suitable for discussion in public. If you get close, people in the live broadcast room may not be able to hear the content clearly.

Xia Yi found a reason for himself, so he approached Zhang Qingyu and stood half a meter in front of him. He poked his head forward a little, looked away to avoid suspicion, "Let's talk."

After waiting for several seconds, Zhang Qingyu did not respond. Xia Yi turned his head in wonder, when he felt his shoulders being stretched, the bridge of his nose knocked on the other's shoulders, and his whole body was surrounded.

Zhang Qingyu hugged him.

It is no exaggeration to say that Xia Yihui was immediately dumbfounded. All of a sudden, he was so panicked that he didn't know where to put his hands. Putting it on the waist or neck seems a little frivolous. Put it on your back, it seems too intimate.

After thinking about it for a long time, he didn't think of a countermeasure. In the end, Xia Yi stood in a military posture, with his fingers pressed against the seam of his trousers, his body was unbearably stiff.

Could it be that Zhang Qingyu was hardened just now, and this person became so angry that he wanted to hold him in his arms and die

Just when Xia Yi was thinking wildly in his mind, the people who were eating melons in the live broadcast room were also shocked.

Zhang Qingyu took the initiative to hug someone else? God, how is it possible!

Rationally told himself it was impossible, but what he saw with his naked eyes slapped him in the face.

Zhang Qingyu did indeed, and took the initiative to reach out and hug Xia Yihui.

It's not about being ambiguous, or just being close and doing nothing. He wrapped Xia Yihui's waist with one hand, and pressed Xia Yihui's head on his shoulder with the other hand, lowering his head so he couldn't see his expression clearly.

This posture is often seen in life, but it is really weird when placed on Zhang Qingyu.

Everyone is used to Zhang Qingyu's Buddhist character, he talks less and does less, and generally doesn't take the initiative to do anything. Even though he had had close contact with Xia Yihui a few times before, it was either due to force majeure or Xia Yihui took the initiative to flirt, Zhang Qingyu himself didn't actually do anything.

Everything is different now. This time it was Zhang Qingyu who took the initiative.

— Fuck, what are they going to say? !

Countless people were haunted by this idea, wishing they could directly drill into the dungeon game through the live broadcast interface, squatting beside them to eavesdrop.

Someone turned up the volume to the maximum, but even so, he couldn't hear what Zhang Qingyu was saying. He could only see his thin lips opening and closing. After finishing speaking, Xia Yihui showed almost terrified eyes the next second.

This reaction is even more curious. What did Zhang Qingyu say that made Xia Yihui show a terrified expression

"Wait a minute, my legs are a little weak." Xia Yihui reached out to climb Zhang Qingyu's arm, his body softened, and he couldn't even stand still.

Zhang Qingyu almost half-lifted and half-hugged him tightly.

This time he finally raised his face, and the expression on his face was no longer Buddhist as usual, but stubborn. This stubbornness couldn't be hidden, and even led him to repeat what he just said.

"Do you like men? Just so do I. Would you like to try it with me?"

The question was stunned by the tone of what he called a declarative sentence, which was bland and unremarkable.

Xia Yihui wasn't physically frightened, so he wouldn't be so frightened by this sentence. His reaction was purely physiological and he couldn't control it.

Just after Zhang Qingyu finished speaking, he experienced the same situation as the mock exam.

That fall from the tall building, Xia Yihui saw the memories about Zhang Qingyu and No. 1. They seemed to be arguing endlessly about whether to freeze themselves.

Before Xia Yi thought it was a coincidence, until just now, he saw another dusty memory.

When the reptiles were rampant, the young master of the Zhang family disappeared in the hospital. The rich and powerful are always different, and of course the research institute will give priority to saving him.

One month later, the special police of the institute found him and led him back to the institute.

"who's that person?"

The guard looked at Zhang Qingyu in surprise. Since finding him backstage at the awards ceremony, he hasn't said a single word, why did he suddenly say something like that now

As Zhang Qingyu looked in the direction of his finger, there was a young man sitting by the side door of the research room not far away, his eyes were closed, and he seemed to be asleep.

The young man was dressed in a white coat, his delicate face was bloodless, and even the moles at the corners of his eyes seemed to have faded. Even when he was asleep, he frowned, as if he was restlessly asleep.

Seeing the tear stains on the young man's face, the guard showed a trace of unbearable, and sighed, "That's Academician Xia from the institute."

Zhang Qingyu looked at the young man by the door without blinking, "Is he crying?"

The unbearable expression on the guard's face was even more obvious, "Look at the laboratory behind Academician Xia, it belongs to Academician Li and his wife. Senior researchers will have their own separate laboratory, and only they themselves know the password of the laboratory. Not going... because Academician Li and his wife passed away a while ago."

"Academician Xia must be very sad that the mentor who raised me by hand died. Shhh, let's keep our voices down so we don't wake him up. I heard that he hasn't closed his eyes for many days."

"He's Xia Yihui. I've seen him before." Zhang Qingyu turned his head to look again, and was suddenly taken aback.

The young man who was sleeping there just now disappeared suddenly.

"How did you meet him? Why don't you apply to be his experimental subject? Maybe he still remembers you."

"Two months ago," Zhang Qingyu said calmly, "he came to collect my parents' corpse. We met once."

The guard was stunned, and said complicatedly: "Then he must not remember, after all, he has collected so many corpses."

"You were looking at me just now." Xia Yi quickly bagged the body and drove to the freezer marked with the number 57.

Taking off the rubber gloves, Xia Yi turned his head and gave Zhang Qingyu a wink, "You don't like men, do you?"

Although there was a smile on his face, the dead air in his eyes was thick and frightening. This dead air had existed for a long time, and it seemed to have existed since the first time he saw it.

Zhang Qingyu withdrew his gaze like an electric shock, and said, "You're really proficient."

"Are you talking about pretending to be a corpse or winking?" Xia Yihui continued to laugh, "I can't help it. I have experienced many battles and have been trained. By the way, you haven't answered my question yet."

"Do you like men? I happen to be the same, um... Would you like to try it with me?"

Zhang Qingyu took half a step back, his lips curled down, he didn't feel the joy of his crush responding to him at all, at this moment, he just felt like falling into an ice cellar.

Yesterday Xia Yihui was still gently hugging No. 57, smiling and touching her head while talking. In the evening, he committed suicide by jumping off the building on the 57th. When Xia Yi went back to pick up the body, he didn't respond at all. He was still talking and laughing like this when delivering the body today.

How much I loved once, how much I am afraid now.

Could today's number 57 be tomorrow's him

Thinking of this, Zhang Qingyu's face turned pale, and his feet seemed to take root, unable to move at all. He knew that the person in front of him was heartless, and he should stop the loss in time and stay away immediately, preferably never seeing him again.

But damn it, that sentence was like seaweed, wrapping around his heart layer by layer. If you strip away that sentence, the heart covered by seaweed will be torn to pieces.

Once I like Xia, I am going crazy.

"Okay." Zhang Qingyu didn't know how he said this word. He looked at the freezer with the number 57, and the little girl was lying quietly inside.

Maybe one day, he will lie in it too. When Xia Yihui was delivering his body, he pulled the chain and turned to ask another man with a smile.

—Hey, would you like to try it with me

**

The two memories are over.

Xia Yihui's face was unbelievably pale.

The missing ten years, No. 1 and Xin Zhu who look almost identical, the gold dollar in search of No. 57, and three memories filled in...

Everything was like a huge weaving net, tightly covering him. His mouth and nose were covered and he couldn't breathe. After finally breaking free from the big net, it was another layer of fog.

If Zhang Qingyu hadn't hugged him, Xia Yihui would have fallen to the ground.

The missing experience, what did he go through, how did he become so... scary

"No. 57, she, how did she die?" Xia Yihui's lips trembled, his nasal cavity was slightly astringent, and he couldn't finish his sentence.

"Depression. Suicide by jumping off a building." Zhang Qingyu said calmly, "I've been dead for ten years."

"..."

Xia Yihui buried her head in Zhang Qingyu's arms, "What was our relationship before?"

Zhang Qingyu paused for a while, as if recalling some past events. It wasn't until there was a trace of depression in his eyes that he slowly said: "It's because of having sex."