When Jiang Fang woke up, he felt a little itchy on his eyelashes.
… There is a hand that is not very restful, gently fiddling with his eyelashes.
Jiang Fang smiled and stretched out his hand and grabbed the troublesome wrist, and smoothed out the wrinkles on the cuffs of his suit for him: "Okay. I'm already awake."
Li Yinhang, who was originally anxious because of time, was refreshed when he heard Jiang Fang's voice, and immediately got out of bed consciously, groping in the dark to put on his shoes.
Nan Zhou was not at all shy about being caught, so he handed over his hands to him.
Jiang Fang: "Who was stepping on me just now?"
Nan Zhou: "It's me."
In the darkness, Jiang Fang tapped his palm with his thumb: "Thank you, Teacher Nan, for bringing me back."
After speaking, Jiang Fang got up and got out of bed.
After the game was over, the NPC did not show up to guide them like the first two levels.
There was no light source in the room, and it was dark, so they could only act in the dark, looking for shoes that were taken off in the dark.
Nan Zhou sat cross-legged on the bed: "You spent the longest time."
"Hmm. Wasted a little more time."
Jiang Fang was the first to find a shoe and tried it with his fingertips: "...It's worth it."
Those were not Jiang Fang's shoes.
Jiang Fang turned to Nanzhou and said, "I'll put on your feet first."
Nan Zhou obediently stretched out his foot to him.
But he still couldn't help but be full of curiosity: "What did you dream about?"
Jiang Fang held his ankle and made a subtle movement.
He thought of the follow-up to accidentally making Nan Zhou drunk that day.
When they reached the end of the street, Nan Zhou said that he was sleepy.
The so-called sleepiness is also a side effect of the alcohol surge.
Because he was so sleepy that he needed Jiang Fang to carry it on his back to move.
Jiang Fang took Nan Zhou back to the hotel and opened a room.
After briefly explaining their current position to his teammates using the communicator, Jiang Fang put Nan Zhou on the bed and helped him remove the dignified and crisp suits, shirts and suit pants, so that he would not sleep too restrained.
Nan Zhou was so drunk that his eyelashes were wet, but he was still somewhat conscious. He tried to sit still, put his hands on the edge of the bed, and his hair was covered little by little. Seeing Jiang Fang's heart softened, he wanted to hug and rub his head. A knead.
Fortunately he was restrained.
The temperature of the central air conditioner in the house was slightly lower.
Jiang Fang actually began to worry that an omnipotent and powerful paper man would get sick and catch a cold.
But he quickly pursed his lips in a laugh.
... and said whether he was strong or not, he was obviously drunk.
At that time, Jiang Fang, like putting shoes on Nan Zhou now, said in a gentle tone, "Sit down for a while, and I'll change your clothes for you."
He took the bathrobe from the bathroom, put it on Nan Zhou, and properly covered the front and hem for him.
After taking care of him briefly, Nan Zhou was so sleepy that he could hardly sit still.
Jiang Fang is ready to wrap up.
He wrapped Nan Zhou's leg and raised it a little, then went to embrace his waist with the other hand.
But on the other hand, Nan Zhou noticed his movements and thought he was allowed to go to bed.
He moved his waist on his own and fell backwards, knocking Jiang Fang down.
A slender and sturdy long leg rested on Jiang Fang's shoulder.
Jiang Fang's fingertips also slipped into it along the soft texture of the cotton bathrobe, her elbows pressed against her knees, and she slid all the way to the end of the fork of the bathrobe.
Jiang Fang put the other hand on Nan Zhou's waist, lowered his eyes, and looked at Nan Zhou quietly.
The ivory tower boy he wanted to save as a child.
His teenage spiritual partner.
His current, within reach... friend.
However, Jiang Fang did nothing.
He stood up, covered him with the quilt, took a pack of cigarettes and a lighter from the hotel drawer, locked the door, and left the room.
He was standing in front of the window at the end of the hotel corridor, not smoking, just lighting the lighter.
sizzle.
The smell of burning nicotine wafted through.
The lights in the hallway are voice activated.
When Jiang Fang stood with his arms folded and did not move for a long time, the corridor lights behind him also seemed to be approaching like ghosts, from far to near, one by one went out.
Until the last light went out above Jiang Fang's head, and the dark corridor was lit, only Jiang Fang's pale eyes were left, and the star of red light he held between his fingers.
The ash fell on the floor like a small snow, covering up a little loneliness, longing, and hesitant to say anything in his heart.
Jiang Fang could drink and smoke, but it was all out of social needs.
He has always been self-disciplined and will not allow himself to indulge in anything.
He just wanted to block the starry sky with smoke, and let something else distract him from being too strange.
However…
He lowered his head and observed his direct and naked body reaction, both angry and funny.
… really crazy.
…
And now Jiang Fang is happily enjoying this sober madness.
There was darkness all around, so the fingertips were the only sensors.
It's like the tentacles of two ants touching each other gently, exchanging each other's taste, temperature and signal.
Jiang Fang's fingertips are particularly flexible and sensitive because of special training.
… Just now, it was this foot that had been stepping on his instep.
Jiang Fang thought about the night he missed, holding the ankle bone that Nan Zhou circled just enough for him to hold, the heart needs to be controlled by precise control and the cooperation of breathing, so as not to lose his composure.
…
The wolf NPC is shrinking in the dark corner.
His home is only a dream.
Just now, Li Yinhang made him realize what it means to cook without rice.
Nan Zhou personally attacked him.
Jiang Fang was an inhumane physical attack.
After being slapped in the face by recursion, he could only watch two people play Cinderella at his home.
And can't do anything.
… It was so disgusting that it could only curl up in the corner and pretend to be dead, not even wanting to guide the three of them out as usual.
…
Jiang Fang accurately put Nan Zhou's feet into the shoes.
Nan Zhou was still obsessed with the question: "What did you dream about?"
"Very good." Jiang Fang raised his eyes, "It was my first love."
Nan Zhou: "… "
He was kind of happy.
Not just friends.
Before he could ponder what kind of ingredients he had mixed in his little happiness, he heard Jiang Fang ask him: "What about you. What did you dream about?"
Nan Zhou thought for a moment.
What Yinhang and Brother Fang dream about are things that they have had an intimate relationship with.
In this case...
Nan Zhou guessed confidently: "It's the South Pole Star."
Jiang Fang: "..."
Hearing Nan Zhou's voice, Nanji Xing twitched his nose and flew over from Li Yinhang's arm. He was about to land skillfully on Nan Zhou's shoulder when he was stabbed by a hand that suddenly stretched out. Volley grabbed it and threw it back to the storage compartment.
Nan Zhou heard the squeaking sound of Nanji Star, turned back and touched the bed, but felt empty.
Nan Zhou: "... Antarctica?"
Jiang Fang put on his other shoe and quickly put it on himself: "Come to me. I will take good care of it."
Antarctica star, who is stumbling about the storage box: "???"
After cleaning up, the three walked out together in the dark.
The door that was originally impossible to break, now only needs to be pushed gently, and it opens wide.
When they walked out of the lust house full of darkness and dampness, the door banged and was sealed from behind at an extremely fast speed, almost hitting Li Yinhang's heel.
Clearly, the wolf's disapproval of them was beyond words.
After taking a closer look, there are only two words between the lines:
Go away.
When he was in the brain corridor again, the chewing sound with a thick saliva had stopped for some time.
In its place was a strange, constant sound of water flowing.
Similar to the rippling sound of water waves pouring into one's ears continuously after entering a swimming pool.
They have three doors left.
Add in the total exploration time of all zeros and zeros, and they have 24 hours left.
But no one knew what was hidden in those three doors.
So, they need to hurry up.
Nanzhou and the others patrolled the winding corridor again.
In the end, they settled on a door that was relatively farthest from the original library in a straight line.
Unexpectedly, this entry was a bit unexpected.
The door handle was twisted once or twice, but it couldn't be opened smoothly at all.
Li Yinhang, who was in charge of opening the door, turned his head and asked the two bosses for help.
From the characteristics revealed by the [Brain Invasion] dungeon, Nan Zhou did not intend to forcefully break the door.
He even pulled out his own pin to try out his latest promotion to "2".
He and Jiang Fang squatted down to study, and soon found the clue.
… The lock on this door is slightly different from the other five doors.
There are five thin scale lines at the position of the keyhole of the door.
Three of the five lines were red like blood, like three thin, brittle blood vessels.
The other two are still blank.
The signal this sends is not difficult to interpret.
And the keyhole of this door is wider and bigger than the other doors.
So, Nan Zhou naturally followed the keyhole and looked inward, wondering if he could see anything.
There was a scarlet on the other side of the keyhole, and it was difficult to tell what the specific scene was.
When Nan Zhou was about to withdraw, suddenly, the scarlet retreated back.
An eye with a red eye, like a pink eye, appeared on the other side of the door lock.
The eyeball, which was full of cobweb blood lines, aimed at Nan Zhou for a split second, then suddenly bent, showing a strange smile to Nan Zhou.
Nan Zhou didn't even think about it, he just stabbed it in with a pin.
Eyeball: "… "
you fucking? …
Obviously, the eyeball is quite arrogant about this scary technique of his own.
It has always been only the player who saw it and ran away, and it did not make any plans to dodge.
Therefore, Nan Zhou clearly felt what he had stabbed.
When Nan Zhou leaned over to look again, his eyeballs had disappeared.
Also took his pin.
Nan Zhou held the door and walked away from the keyhole with a calm expression.
Jiang Fang asked him, "Did you see anything?"
Nan Zhou nodded: "Yeah. There was an eye looking at me just now."
Li Yinhang: "..."
Nan Zhou said in a statement tone: "I poked it and ran away."
Nan Zhou's tone was too calm, and Li Yinhang even ruminated before he had goosebumps all over his body.
But since Nan Zhou didn't respond, Li Yinhang didn't want to overreact.
She thought that Nan Zhou had already offended the NPC without even going in.
What more can she say.
The bullshit is over.
Jiang Fang concluded: "This should be the last door we want to enter."
Nan Zhou looked at him for a moment.
They have played three games.
These games seem to be unrelated levels that can be entered randomly, but the clues hidden in them can be said to be quite intriguing.
In the mood to continue collecting clues, the three of them chose one of the two remaining doors that could be entered, and pushed in.
Just as the door opened and entered the darkness, a delicate sweet fragrance of candy diffused.
After opening his eyes, Nan Zhou found that they were in a dense forest.
The forest birds chirped, and the light was mottled.
The faint fragrance of grass and trees permeated all around, and the small white gravel on the ground, like crumbs of bread, was evenly sprinkled in the middle of the road, forming a man-made path that extended into the distance.
The only weird thing was that they couldn't see the door out.
Seeing the breadcrumb-shaped path on the ground, smelling the sweet fragrance, and combining with the previous experience, the three of them immediately guessed the content of this fairy tale.
Li Yinhang: "In this fairy tale, is there a witch who likes to deceive children?"
Jiang Fang followed and added: "A pair of siblings were abandoned in the woods by their parents."
This is Nanzhou's favorite fairy tale.
So he successfully said the key words of the fairy tale: ""Candy House"." :,