But it was going to be dark in a while, and the few people were unambiguous, and quickly prepared to choose a bed to rest, and talk about other things later.
Lin Zhen swayed for a while, quickly jumped down from the upper berth, and snatched a lower berth without saying a word, saying, "The lower berth is more likely to go to hell, don't grab it with me."
Yu Feizhou: "...then I'll sleep on your upper bunk."
Gao Ming and Zhou Tian also slept on the upper bunk above the desk, leaving the upper and lower bunks in the same position. Without saying a word, Yan Mingguang took off his coat and lay down on the only remaining lower bunk.
The dormitory was already quiet, and everyone was ready for the arrival of nightfall with more than ten seconds left. Yan Wei walked to the bed, glanced at Yan Mingguang who was lying on his side,
He turned off the projection, his eyes moved slightly, he didn't climb up to the upper bunk, but turned around, lifted the quilt of the lower bunk and got into the bed.
The beds in the high school dormitory are all ordinary single rooms, and they are overstuffed for boys like them. Yan Wei rushed in so quickly, and bumped into Yan Mingguang's arms unexpectedly.
The man moved in subconsciously to make room for him, but his limbs were quite stiff, obviously he did not expect Yan Wei's sudden move. Yan Wei leaned against Yan Mingguang face to face, smelling the freshness on this person that was always unaffected by the dirt in the dungeon, lying sideways on the pillow, slightly raised his eyes to look at Yan Mingguang who was close at hand.
This person was also looking at him, his pure black pupils seemed to be able to see people into the bottom of his eyes.
For no reason, Yan Wei's face was slightly hot, his neck shrank, and his cheeks were half covered in the quilt, and he said in a low voice: "I will discuss with you what to do tomorrow. Keep using skills will consume my energy, so I can use a whip to sleep like this."
The words fell, and the sunlight completely disappeared behind the starry night at this moment.
The campus that was still crowded with people a few minutes ago ushered in a deathly silence at this moment, the darkness poured down, and there were spooky wind sounds in the corridors of the dormitory building.
With a movement of Yan Mingguang's hand under the quilt, the whip silently wrapped around Yan Wei's wrist.
There was no light, Yan Wei couldn't see Yan Mingguang's expression clearly, but even if he could see clearly, he could guess what was going on—it was so heavy that it was hard to see clearly. After coming out of the ghost hand space, Yan Mingguang was unreasonably silent. In the past, at least there would be some one-word responses, but Yan Mingguang hasn't said a word since they returned to the dormitory.
[Teacher Yan, something is wrong with you.]He says.
[…?]
Although the other party did not respond, Yan Wei immediately felt Yan Mingguang's emotions at the moment.
He didn't hide it: [I lied to you just now, there is nothing to discuss, isn't it just to get up tomorrow and go to class to continue looking for clues and props. I just think you... do you have something on your mind?]
Chenxi High School is in the spring, and it's a bit chilly at night, Yan Wei shrinks back subconsciously.
half an hour.
[… No.]
This answer is better than no answer.
[I listened to what you said, as if you were admitting it.]
[…]
[Won't you tell me, Teacher Yan? After all, we are each other's most trusted teammates. You look at the state today and it's not right. Was it something that happened when we were apart? Or is your Madonna attack again, and you have complicated thoughts about those people like Yuemang?]
[Moonlight.]
[That's what happened when we separated?]
Yan Mingguang didn't answer again.
In the silence, people's senses are particularly magnified. Yan Wei could feel that he and Yan Mingguang were clustered together, the warmth was transmitted to each other, and the sound of the other's regular heartbeat and breathing.
He realized it belatedly. In the first copy, he was particularly resistant to sharing a bed with Yan Mingguang, but this time he got into Yan Mingguang's bed without any hesitation at all.
His cleanliness has always been serious, but now, he doesn't have any resentment.
Yan Wei felt that his thoughts were suddenly a little confused, he clenched his fist subconsciously, and the hand under the quilt subconsciously clenched the whip and pulled it.
Yan Mingguang acted as if he was urging him to answer, and finally said: [I didn't encounter anything.]
Yan Wei blinked, [Looks like you don't want to say it. Forget it, anyway... I don't think you will harm me. You don't want to say what's on your mind, but I want to.]
Yan Mingguang moved slightly, and in the darkness, the man's eyes slowly focused on the outline of Yan Wei's face outlined by the desolate moonlight.
He will respond faster than ever: [What?]
[I don't know why, but when I entered the ghost hand space today, I always felt an indescribable, heavy feeling. Especially when I got the moon wheel fragments, the attributes of this legendary item are very positive, but I hold the fragments in my palm, not only I am not happy, but I feel like something is pressing me down, very...]
Yan Wei thought for a while, and finally thought of an appropriate word: [Very breathless. And I always feel familiar, maybe I have been in contact with it before, and I forgot?]
Yan Mingguang immediately refuted him: [Thinking too much.]
Yan Wei silently rolled his eyes at the other party.
Yan Mingguang didn't give him a chance to go back, and with a whip, he completely cut off the connection between the two.
Yan Wei wanted to use skills to connect to Yan Mingguang's perception, but the man didn't answer at all, and slowly closed his eyes, as if he was about to fall asleep.
Yan Wei: "..."
Fine.
Maybe he did think too much.
He curled his lips, closed his eyes, and let everything in his mind go to rest.
I don't know how long it has passed, the night is getting darker and darker, and there are several calls for help or screams in the silent campus, piercing the darkness, but also disappearing very quickly.
Not long after, Yan Wei's familiar screams sounded.
Those voices came from the third floor.
— It’s some players from Yuemang.
The screams continued for a while, with the sound of running from far to near, accompanied by Yue Wenxing's shout: "Help!! Brother Li, help me!!!"
He stumbled as he ran, bumping into the railings of the corridor several times, making a dull crashing sound. But the sound of footsteps was not a single one, it seemed that there was something with heavy steps chasing after him.
Yue Wenxing's hasty footsteps directly crossed 407 and stopped in front of 406.
Then there was a violent knock on the door: "Brother Li!! Brother Li, save me!!! It's coming, it's coming... help me!!"
His voice was panting severely, and his breath trembled violently. It was obvious that he had been injured, and he had also lost a lot of blood—Yan Wei could hear the faint sound of fresh blood as he leaned against Yan Mingguang's arms.
But there was no movement in room 406.
And the thing Yue Wenxing was chasing behind got closer and closer.
"Li Qing!! Don't think that I, I don't know...you sent me to 303 so that you can stay safely in 406!!"
There was another violent crash.
That thing seemed to be catching up, and Yue Wenxing might have some cards to save his life. He even hit the door of 406, but there was no change in the door of 406—since Li Qing did this, how could he not be at the door of the dormitory Do some protection
There was a crisp sound, like the sound of bones breaking, with the sound of flesh and blood being torn apart.
It was as if something had ripped off his limbs abruptly.
"Ahhh!!!"
Yue Wenxing was in the corridor outside the door, and these sounds that seemed to smell like blood were very close to Yan Wei and the others. In the darkness, Yan Wei slowly opened his eyes, staring straight ahead without focus, listening carefully to every move outside.
This is everything he expected. What would Yan Mingguang think
The focus of his gaze converged and turned to Yan Mingguang.
In the darkness, nothing could be seen clearly, not even whether the person was asleep or awake.
Yue Wenxing shouted heartbreakingly: "Li Qing!! You are not benevolent, good!!! I will not make it easier for you if I die, the brothers inside can hear clearly, Li Qing himself asked me to recruit ghosts under the 303 cloth In the end, someone tricked me into not being able to go back to 407, so they knocked me out and threw me to 303!! He—ahhhhh!!!”
There was another tearing sound.
"... He, he will treat me like this today, and he will treat you like this tomorrow!"
"Li Qing!!! Sooner or later you will end up with me—ahhhhhhhhhhh!!"
This time, the screaming became weaker and weaker, and finally almost disappeared, but was covered by the pulling sound.
Gradually, the voice completely returned to calm.
Yan Wei slowly closed his eyes again.
He was extremely picky about his sleeping environment. He also slept in this dormitory last night, but he was surrounded by people from the moonlight. He was lying alone on the single bed in the lower bunk, and his sleep was always light. It's like every day when he falls asleep alone, full of vigilance, always unable to let go of all his thoughts and defenses, always feeling that he has a lot to do-but he actually has nothing.
But every time Yan Mingguang huddled together, even in a narrow single bed, Yan Wei could fall into a dream amidst the crowding.
This time the dream is no longer a faint ignorance.
He seemed to dream that he was with Yan Mingguang again. The surroundings are still as dangerous, urgent, and bloody as the copy in the building. Yan Mingguang is not as silent as he is now. Although he still doesn't talk much, he occasionally even analyzes the clues and discusses possible tactics with him.
They seemed to be passing through copies, but once each picture flashed by, he couldn't remember what happened in the previous copy of the picture. He only remembered that there was Yan Mingguang in the picture, and this person had been... standing by his side.
Very reassuring and reliable.
Yan Wei really wanted to see those dungeon screens that flashed by, but something deeply suppressed him, pressing these screens firmly. He couldn't see anything clearly, he only remembered that there seemed to be a scene where Yan Mingguang was talking to him.
In his impression of these three dungeons, Yan Mingguang hardly took the initiative to understand anything. But in this picture, the man was standing by the window, holding a cigarette in his hand. The thick smoke covered most of the man's side face, and Yan Wei couldn't see the other's expression clearly.
The smoke was blocked among them, hazy and indistinct.
The man asked him: "...so you want to climb to the top, why?"
Gambling area.
At the moment when Yan Wei and others opened their camera, almost all the players who were still present looked at the picture in the projection in disbelief.
—Watched the game between Yan Wei and Li Qing with his own eyes.
At night, after Yan Wei and others turned off the projector, the players in the gambling area began to discuss.
They finally slowly accepted the fact that Yan Wei had been hiding his clumsiness before. This obedient young man who appeared in front of everyone for the first time, after showing his true colors for the first time, completely subverted the impression of all the players who had previously regarded him as trash.
He seems to be a completely different person from the young man who was chased by ghosts and shouted for help.
Everyone watched intently as he pushed Li Qing into the trap, and Li Qing finally chose the "last choice" as Yan Wei wished.
And in the end, Yue Wenxing turned on the projection unwillingly before he died, and told all the players inside and outside the instance the ins and outs of everything. Later, during the projection, Yue Wenxing was torn apart by the ghosts, the projection screen completely turned to gray, and there was an uproar before the projection.
Yan Wei used Yue Mang without any loss for a whole day, and got all the useful information of Yue Mang. In the end, there was no confrontation, and Li Qing directly framed Yue Wenxing and the other three months. mans player.
Even if the tomorrow in the dungeon has not come yet, everyone knows that this seed of distrust has taken root in the hearts of the players who are still alive, and it is absolutely impossible to pull it out. And this picture even made the Yuemang players outside the dungeon see clearly, they clearly knew what kind of seed players their organization had.
There is no bloodshed.
After Yue Wenxing's death, the noisy front of the projection became calm again. Lin Qing still sat there with a calm expression, as if she wasn't interested in what was happening in this dungeon at all.
Zhao Jingchen turned around directly, pulled out a player behind him, kicked him to the ground mercilessly, and said angrily, "This is the one you chose!?"
Ning Yi still stood aside with a cold face, while the rest of Yuemang's faces were not very good-looking.
Zhao Jingchen gritted his teeth: "Li Qing can't come out, why are we still here to embarrass ourselves? Let's go."
Yuemang's players hurriedly followed Zhao Jingchen and left.
There was another silence.
For a moment, a puzzled question broke the atmosphere of the scene.
"Yan Mingguang, Yan Wei... Could it be that Yan was not Yan Mingguang, but Yan Wei from the very beginning?"