"What does the most beautiful rose look like?"
"Could it be a rose of a different color? Are you saying it's a yellow rose or a white rose?"
"Are you blind? There are only red roses here. Where are the roses of other colors?!"
The red team members were chattering nearby.
After passing another wall, the people on the red side gradually disappeared, and the people on the blue side continued to move forward.
The big pheasant rubbed the messy yellow hair on his head and said irritably: "The broken roses here all look the same, what's the difference?!"
The cripple whispered, "Could it be that they want the biggest rose?"
"I think the housekeeper is just teasing us!" Da Shanji originally had a bad temper and couldn't handle such delicate work. "The mission says that as long as we hand in the rose, we'll complete the mission. I won't take the reward. You guys continue."
After saying this, the pheasant casually plucked a rose from the bush next to him.
"Damn, why are the thorns of this flower so hard!" Because he used too much force just now, he hurt his hand after pulling the rose off.
A few drops of blood flowed down the palm of the pheasant, and then slid from his wrist into his sleeve.
Xia Qi frowned and said to Da Shanji, "Your rose is stained with blood. You should pick another one."
Thinking of the man's mad look after seeing blood last night, Xia Qi was still frightened. He was worried that Da Shanji would send the bloody rose to him and make the man go crazy again.
"I don't want you to care!" Da Shanji still remembered that Xia Qi had humiliated him, and ignored his advice. Instead, he muttered, "Fuck you."
Over the past two days, Dashanji didn't dare go to the locker room to change clothes or take a shower. He reeked of sweat and was in a very bad mood.
However, Xia Qi changed his clothes every day and dressed more and more flamboyantly, which made Dashanji very jealous.
I heard from the red team that Xia Qi got some help from someone powerful in the game, which is why he received preferential treatment in the game.
Da Shanji hates women and men who have no ability but want to rely on rich people the most, and she is full of contempt for Xia Qi.
The curse of Dashanji fell clearly into Xia Qi's ears. Xia Qi's face turned cold. He took a step forward, blocked Dashanji's way, and said, "Say it again?"
Although he looks easy to talk to, he is never tolerant of provocation.
Seeing Xia Qi's face becoming increasingly cold, Da Shanji once again backed off. He took two steps back and shouted in a timid tone, "Don't come over here! We are doing a mission. If we fail, we will all be in trouble!"
Unexpectedly, Da Shanji still did not repent. Xia Qi grabbed his wrist and said word by word: "Apologize."
Xia Qi originally had a pair of slightly drooping peach blossom eyes, which looked quite melancholy, but at this moment, those melancholy colors seemed to disappear like a gust of wind, leaving only the sharpness like a sword out of its sheath.
Facing Xia Qi's cold gaze and feeling the pain in his wrist, Da Shanji felt inexplicably panicked.
"Will you tell me or not?" Xia Qi continued to push.
The big pheasant's face turned red, he gritted his teeth, and said unwillingly: "I'm sorry."
Hearing this, Xia Qi let go of his wrist, not even bothering to glance at him, and turned away.
He didn't want to waste his time on fools.
After Xia Qi left, Da Shanji shook his wrist and spat in the direction he left.
"snort."
The pheasant picked up the blood-stained rose that had fallen on the ground and went back cursing.
After walking for a long time, the pheasant still hadn't found the exit.
"What's going on? The exit was clearly right here."
The big pheasant stamped his feet in annoyance. At this moment, a cool wind blew into his collar from behind his neck and then into his back, making him shiver violently.
The pheasant walked forward a few more steps, and when he reached a huge wall made of green bushes, he suddenly stopped.
When he first came in, every scene in the rose garden was full of vitality and sunshine. For some reason, the light in the entire garden has become dim, making him unable to tell the direction.
Even the wall in front of me looked so strange. At this moment, the green wall in front of me made a rustling sound, as if there was someone behind the wall.
"Who is it?" asked the big pheasant.
"It's me." A familiar voice came from behind the wall.
"Oh, it's the housekeeper." Big Shanji laughed and waved his roses towards the wall in front of him, "I found the rose."
"Oh? You found the rose?" The butler's voice sounded much hoarse than usual. He took a breath and then suddenly became excited, "Quick! Bring it to me."
"How can I get to you?" said the big pheasant, looking at the green wall in front of him.
"Put your hand here." The butler continued to urge.
Hearing this, the pheasant stretched out its right hand towards the green wall, intending to hand over the rose. At this moment, the leaves on the green wall were suddenly pushed aside, and a pitch-black claw stretched out from the hole like lightning.
Before the pheasant could react, his right hand fell into the claw.
This claw has the same five fingers as humans, but each finger of the claw is twice as long as human fingers. What's more terrifying is that there are sharp, blade-like nails on the fingertips of the claw, and the nails are shining with a cold light.
"Ah!" The pheasant let out a scream, not sure whether it was out of pain or fear.
In an instant, five bloody scratches appeared on the right hand of the big pheasant. The monster facing the wall laughed "Gaga", and he seemed to lick his lips, and said with a low laugh: "What delicious blood, what an inferior rose."
Hearing the other party's horrible words, the big pheasant was scared to death.
The monster seemed to enjoy the feeling of being toyed with. He continued quietly, "It is said that only a person with true love can find the most beautiful rose. As long as he gives the most beautiful rose to his lover, they will be happy for the rest of their lives..."
The pheasant was not moved by the monster's words at all. Instead, it trembled like a sieve and its teeth chattered.
"Do you think he can find it?" the monster asked again.
Da Shanji felt that his right hand was about to break. He burst into tears and forced out a sentence from his throat: "Can..."
This is not giving roses, this is clearly giving away your life!
The pheasant tried to pull his hand back, but he found that the claw was as hard as steel and would not allow him to move at all.
"Come on, a delicious afternoon snack." The monster laughed sharply twice and pulled the pheasant towards the green wall.
"ah!!!"
Xia Qi was walking forward when suddenly he heard a scream coming from not far away.
"Big pheasant?"
Xia Qi turned around and looked in the direction he came from.
"What happened to Brother Shan Ji?" The cripple swallowed nervously, "It sounds like something strange happened?"
"I'll go over and take a look." Xia Qi lifted her skirt and prepared to walk back.
Xia Qi now finally understood why the red team wanted to drive all the newbies to the blue team. The more newbies there are, the more troubles there will be. It is normal for old men like the old ones to behave normally.
Unexpectedly, at this moment, the lame man stretched out his hand and pulled him back, his eyes flashed, and he said with a strange expression: "Brother Xia, don't go back."
Xia Qi ignored him and strode forward. He needed to observe the scene of the pheasant before he could judge the situation in the rose garden.
Seeing that Xia Qi had made up his mind, the lame man gritted his teeth and quickly followed.
Xia Qi was hurrying back home when he suddenly felt something was wrong behind him, as if someone was following him. So he turned around and looked back, intending to catch that person in the act.
Unfortunately, the road behind was empty, without a single person.
Is it him
Xia Qi pursed his lips and thought, according to the previous rules of the game, the man would only appear at night, and the person following him might not be him.
Just as Xia Qi was denying himself, the familiar ding-dong sound rang in his ears again.
True love is worth 999
Xia Qi: “…”
It’s definitely him!
If he wasn't a man, he would chop off his head and let the pheasant kick it like a ball!
Xia Qi was so angry that he almost laughed. At this moment, he really wanted to roar loudly to the back: If you have the ability to increase your true love value, then come out!
Just as he looked around for the stalker, the big pheasant screamed again.
"Ahhh—someone, help!!!"
Xia Qi sighed. If he didn't go over there, the big pheasant would die and he wouldn't be able to see anything. Just as Xia Qi was about to leave, the lame man suddenly said, "Brother Xia, there's something going on over there..."
Xia Qi felt something was not right. At this moment, a ball of white powder with the smell of chalk flew towards him. Fortunately, he was prepared and quickly dodged to the side, avoiding the attack of the white powder.
Even though he reacted extremely quickly, he still accidentally inhaled a small amount of white powder.
"Cough, cough, cough..." Xia Qi covered his throat and tried his best to cough out the powder he had inhaled.
The lame man raised the blackboard brush in his hand, looked at Xia Qi innocently, and said, "Brother Xia, I didn't do it on purpose. They forced me to do it."
The blackboard brush in the lame man's hand seemed to be a prop. Even though Xia Qi had left his attack range, the blackboard brush was still emitting powder.
This reminded Xia Qi of his true love magic wand. This blackboard brush should also be a prop. No wonder he couldn't dodge it.
Staring at the blackboard brush in the cripple's hand, Xia Qi suddenly realized something and asked coldly, "Hey... Did the Red Party give it to you?"
"…Yes." The cripple's face flushed abnormally, and he explained in a panic, "But don't worry, Brother Xia, they asked me to knock you out just to ask you a few questions."
The truth is, the benefits given to him by the Red Team were too tempting.
"You... cough cough cough!" How could you be so stupid!
The powder seemed to have choked his trachea. Xia Qi felt his limbs gradually becoming soft and the scene in front of him seemed to begin to distort. He tried his best to steady his body and fled forward with his weak legs.
At this moment, a strong arm held his right hand. Just when Xia Qi was secretly happy, Cha Gong's voice sounded gently in his ear: "Xia Qi, are you okay?"
The lyrical song "My Heart Willon" was playing in the coffee shop. Low laughter came from the couple who were dating at the next table. The surroundings seemed to be covered with a layer of romantic and ambiguous filter. Xia Qigang's words were like a third party inserted between a couple, which seemed to particularly destroy the atmosphere.
"Are you sure?" The barista who was serving a cup of mocha froth trembled, and the heart-shaped milk foam on the mocha turned into a pile of poop. He sighed in annoyance and said hesitantly, "He just rarely comes home, how can he cheat on me?"
"He hasn't come to see me for two months." The man standing at the counter and talking to the barista was a young man named Xia Qi.
He was probably in his twenties, very tall and slender, wearing a well-tailored waiter uniform, which made him look like a tuxedo with a retro and elegant feel, attracting the girls who came to place orders to turn their heads frequently.
However, he seemed to have no interest in the girl who glanced at him. His pair of peach blossom eyes, which were filled with a hint of melancholy, were slightly drooped. His thick and slightly curled eyelashes cast a butterfly-wing-like shadow on his fair face, and his thin lips were pursed into a straight arc.
The barista glanced at the depressed Xia Qi and continued to comfort him: "But this doesn't prove that he cheated, right?"
"There's more." Xia Qi's throat rolled, he opened his phone and swiped to a WeChat post.
“《Ten signs of a cheating man! If you don’t share this, you are not Chinese!》”
"… "
This shocking name made the barista's pupils tremble, but for the sake of his colleague's face, he continued to read on and read it out -
"Sign 1: When you touch his phone, he acts like a gangster meeting a young lady?"
"yes."
"Sign 2: Have you recently put on makeup, a suit, and combed your hair like an adult?"
"He used to be a slovenly man."
"Sign three: I used to call you Madam Niu, but now I'm calling you Sweetie?"
"I've called you the wrong name ten times recently, and each time it was a different name."
“… Awesome, awesome.”
It felt like Xia Qi's forehead was about to glow green. The barista pushed the Poop Mocha forward and said, "I added three times the sugar. After drinking it, you will find the sweetness of love again."
"Thanks."
Xia Qi looked up expressionlessly and downed the mocha in one gulp. He felt a bitter taste in his mouth. He turned around and was about to take the porcelain cup away when suddenly, he caught a glimpse of a familiar figure outside the glass door.
The man was wearing the iconic red and grey plaid Kensington-style coat. The epaulette design on his shoulders made his shoulder and neck lines more three-dimensional, giving him the demeanor of an urban modernist. At this moment, on his right hand, which was exposed from under his buckled cuffs, he was wearing a black and gold ring that was very aristocratic.
"Cha Gong?" Xia Qi's eyes were stung by the dazzling light of the ring and he couldn't help but cry out.
The barista leaned over to look at the door and exclaimed, "I didn't expect that programmer Lao Cha could be so decent."
At this time, the green light on the sidewalk outside the glass window came on, and Cha Gong walked across the sidewalk carrying his business leather bag. Xia Qi put the cup on the counter, left a message "I'm skipping work today", and immediately chased him out the door.
The barista smiled bitterly. Xia Qi was known for skipping work to catch a cheating husband. Tomorrow the boss would definitely come and ask why the sales had shrunk by half.
Xia Qi ran across the street at the last moment when the green light came.
Cha Gong's walking speed became very fast at this time, and it was completely different from before when he had to be supported by someone after climbing a flight of stairs, panting.
Cha Gong arrived at a five-star hotel and walked into the elevator after entering the door.
Xia Qi quickly caught up with him. When the elevator attendant saw Xia Qi wearing the uniform like a model, he was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes lit up.
"Which floor did the gentleman just go to?"
"The 18th floor." The waiter looked at him as the future face of the hotel and swiped his card in the elevator: "The manager is waiting for you on the third floor for an interview..."
Xia Qi loosened his tie and did not have time to explain this beautiful misunderstanding. After saying "thank you" to the waiter, he quickly got on the elevator and pressed the button "18th floor".
After the elevator door opened, Xia Qi walked out of the elevator quickly and saw a piece of Cha Gong's clothes floating around the corner.
His heart began to beat violently, and Xia Qi quickly chased after him. Not far away, Cha Gong just opened a door, and a soft voice came from inside the door: "Brother Cha, you are finally here."
From the voice, Xia Qi heard joy, dependence and some unknown ambiguity. It was as if there were ice chips mixed in his blood, and his whole heart was instantly frozen.
Cha Gong walked into the room without even noticing someone was rushing towards him. At the last moment when he closed the door with his backhand, Xia Qi also arrived at the door!
With a "pop" sound!
Xia Qi's hands made a dull sound when they hit the door, and then he pushed the door inwards with force.
"Who is it?!" Cha Gong was pushed two steps forward by the door and asked in an unpleasant tone.
He suddenly turned around, and when he saw the person coming outside the door, his expression changed drastically.
"Xia Qi? Why are you here!" Cha Gong's face turned pale.
"Who is he?" Xia Qi's eyes were red, and his gaze passed over his shoulder and fell on the young master behind Cha Gong.
This was a person with a temperament quite similar to his. The only difference was that the well-dressed young master Bai Lianhua exuded an air of innocence and nobility all over his body, like an unpolished jade, just like him a long time ago before he entered society.
The young master was holding something like a check in his hand, and from his gestures, it seemed that he was about to hand the check to Cha Gong.
It is obvious that all the high-end goods on Cha Gong come from here.
"Xia Qi, I will explain to you later." Seeing Xia Qi walk into the door, Cha Gong hurriedly stopped him with a flustered look.
Xia Qi closed his eyes, then opened them again and said calmly, "Cha Gong, let's break up."
"No!" Cha Gong didn't expect Xia Qi to be so straightforward. His face flushed red and his voice was full of pleading, "Xia Qi, listen to my explanation!"
The two men were about the same height. Xia Qi was about to turn around and leave when suddenly, the second hand of the clock hanging on the wall opposite him slid to the right and coincided with the minute hand, and all the hands pointed to 12:00.
“Ding, ding, ding—”
Three clear bell sounds were heard.
Xia Qi had never heard such beautiful bell sounds, which sounded like heavenly music. What was even more bizarre was that after the bell rang, the lingering sound lingered for a long time, as if lingering in his mind.