When Zhuang Baihua woke up for the next time, he found himself still in the cinema.
He looked at the screen in front of him in confusion, and it took him a while to notice something was wrong.
Although it was a screening room, it was different from the cinema he and Chi Yue had visited before. This screening room was smaller, the screen was closer to the seats, and the seats were more spacious, looking like a private venue.
Zhuang Baihua wanted to move, but found that his limbs were weak and powerless.
He turned his head and saw Tang Feng next to him.
Tang Feng looked at him with a smile and greeted him: "Hi, Mr. Bai Hua."
Zhuang Baihua was not surprised to see Tang Feng. At the moment when he was about to faint, he thought that it was Tang Feng who sent someone to do it.
After all, this is a world where torture instruments and drugs are used at will, so a mere anesthetic is no problem.
He couldn't move and could only stare at Tang Feng.
Tang Feng smiled and told him: "Don't worry, there won't be any sequelae."
"Do I need to say thank you?" Zhuang Baihua asked. Because he had no strength in his body, his voice was low and hoarse, and he seemed a little lazy.
Tang Feng's eyes revealed admiration as he looked at Zhuang Baihua, who was wearing a neat suit, and slowly approached him.
His slender fingers fell on Zhuang Baihua's tie, and he said with a smile: "I like this about you, calm and self-controlled, very reliable."
Zhuang Baihua said the classic line calmly: "You like these things about me, can't I change them?"
Tang Feng burst into laughter and suddenly grabbed Zhuang Baihua's tie and pulled it up hard. Zhuang Baihua's neck tightened and his weak body bent with his movement, which caused pain in his throat and suffocation.
An unusual redness immediately appeared on Zhuang Baihua's pale face. He gritted his teeth and looked at Tang Feng intently.
Tang Feng was very satisfied. He made fierce movements with his hands, but spoke gently: "That's right. No matter what happens, you must maintain this firmness and gentleness."
Then, Tang Feng loosened his hand and Zhuang Baihua fell into the chair. Then Tang Feng carefully tidied his clothes, carefully dressing him like the most caring lover.
Tang Feng was doing these things while humming a song, feeling very happy.
The Tang Feng in front of him was obviously different from the one before. The Tang Feng before was gentle, but his gentleness was just on the surface and seemed very artificial. But now he no longer maintained those disguises. With a faint smile on his face, he hummed a song and tormented Zhuang Baihua, just like a...
abnormal.
Tang Feng helped Zhuang Baihua tidy up his clothes, then sat down on the seat next to him, crossing his legs, looking very comfortable.
Zhuang Baihua felt that he was wasting time, so he asked directly: "What do you want to do by bringing me here?"
Tang Feng deliberately said in a wronged tone: "Isn't it okay for me to ask you to come over and chat?" He smiled and said, "Or, what do you want me to do?"
Chi Yue was right, Tang Feng was indeed a lunatic. A normal person would not kidnap someone casually.
His acting skills were very poor before, but now he is finally too lazy to act.
Zhuang Baihua simply ignored him. Seeing Zhuang Baihua withdrawing himself, Tang Feng came over again and said quietly, "You don't believe me. You don't believe what I said to you that day."
Zhuang Baihua didn't want to pay attention to him, but he had to find a way to get out, so he said, "It's just a story, just listen to it, there's no point in talking about whether you believe it or not."
Hearing what he said, Tang Feng's smile deepened, but he was not annoyed. He took out a remote control from the side of the seat, turned off the lights in the screening room, and then pressed a button. The big screen in front of them lit up and started playing the picture.
"You may not be able to imagine how much influence meeting that boy had on me."
Tang Feng said this, pointing at the screen and asking Zhuang Baihua to look.
Zhuang Baihua raised his eyes and looked at the screen, only to be stunned.
He thought there would be a video playing on the screen, but it turned out to be a series of photos, like a PPT, each one staying for more than ten seconds before switching to the next one.
The problem is, all these photos were taken of Tang Feng.
In the photos, Tang Feng is either smiling or in deep thought, with different expressions and postures.
Judging from the clothes in the photos, these photos were probably not taken at the same time, but spanned a long period of time.
Tang Feng's face was very handsome, and seeing it played on the screen in a loop made Zhuang Baihua feel very uncomfortable.
He frowned and asked, "What does this mean?"
Tang Feng's voice sounded a little ethereal: "That boy once took a photo of me. The photo captured my most perfect moment. I was perfect in the photo. That photo gave me great confidence and helped me get from the bottom to the top."
He tilted his head, and the light from the screen shone on half of his face, creating a black and white effect, making him look like he was wearing a ghost mask. "Later, I looked everywhere for someone as kind and gentle as that boy, hoping to take a perfect photo like that."
Zhuang Baihua: “…”
After a moment's pause, something seemed to be wrong.
"Are you looking for someone or taking pictures?"
Tang Feng smiled and said, "Why can't the two be combined? I'll find someone to take a photo."
He asked Zhuang Baihua to look at the screen: "I looked for innocent and kind people everywhere and asked them to take photos for me. These are the results, but none of them satisfied me."
"It must be because there are not enough people taking pictures, so we can't take good photos." Tang Feng was so sure.
Zhuang Baihua: “…”
This is the logic of a madman. Only a madman would make such far-fetched arguments.
Zhuang Baihua's body became increasingly weak, partly because of the anesthetic and partly because he was speechless.
The photos on the screen were played one by one, and after a long time, no two photos were repeated. It was obvious that Tang Feng had asked many people to take photos for him.
Zhuang Baihua finally understood the full meaning of Tang Feng's introduction on the back cover of the novel.
"He is gentle, affectionate, graceful, and perfect in front of the camera."
Elegant refers to Tang Feng's appearance, which is gentle and polite, but really very deceptive.
And being gentle and affectionate... means that he is looking everywhere for the kind and white moonlight in his heart. If one doesn't work, he will exchange it for another. How can he not be affectionate
And being perfect in front of the camera actually means that the perfection Tang Feng pursues is in the photo.
Zhuang Baihua suddenly felt that he had underestimated Tang Feng and this book of paranoid literature. The so-called paranoid guy should not be vague.
"Hey..." Tang Feng took out his cell phone, forcefully stuffed it into Zhuang Baihua's hand, and asked tenderly, "Can you take a picture for me?"
Zhuang Baihua held the phone as if he was holding a bomb, feeling extremely uncomfortable.
No wonder Chi Yue lost Tang Feng's phone. Tang Feng must have looked for Chi Yue before, but Chi Yue disagreed, so she disposed of his phone.
Tang Feng lowered his head and saw Zhuang Baihua's slender white fingers wrapped around his phone, just like wrapping around him, making his body begin to heat up, a blush creeping up his face, and even his breathing quickened.
“Hurry up, take a picture for me.”
Tang Feng whispered softly, his voice trembling slightly.
Zhuang Baihua could not connect the perverted young man in front of him with the powerful actor in the movie.
Paranoid literature is truly worthy of its name.
Tang Feng raised his head and looked at Zhuang Baihua, his face flushed and he pleaded, "Take a picture for me, please."
Zhuang Baihua: “…”
She was strangling him just now, but now she was begging him. Zhuang Baihua didn't dare to disobey and said cautiously: "My hands and feet are weak now, how can I take a picture for you."
Tang Feng pressed against Zhuang Baihua, blocking him in a chair in the screening room. The two of them were almost pressed against each other. Tang Feng said in a very light voice, "I know you are the kindest. Let me rub your hands."
… How did Tang Feng manage to be so disgusting, pretentious, and crazy
Zhuang Baihua really couldn't stand it anymore. It's not that he couldn't raise his hand. Now that he had recovered a little strength, he said, "Stay away, I'll take a picture."
Tang Feng immediately straightened up with joy, took a few steps back, opened his arms, and laughed, "Is this okay?"
Zhuang Baihua glanced at him, raised his hand and rubbed his arm, raised the phone in his hand, and took a picture of Tang Feng. Before Tang Feng could react, he said, "Take it."
"So fast, I haven't even made any poses or expressions yet." Tang Feng said dissatisfiedly.
But he was still very happy. He walked forward, took the phone, and lowered his head to look at the photo.
Tang Feng's face darkened instantly: "...Why is it so blurry?"
Those who know can tell that it is a person, while those who don’t know may think that Zhuang Baihua is taking a mosaic shot.
"My hands are too weak to hold the phone steadily." Zhuang Baihua said confidently.
Tang Feng raised his head, staring at Zhuang Baihua with a sinister look, as if he wanted to kill him.
Zhuang Baihua was not afraid either and looked back at him calmly.
Tang Feng blinked, his eyes softened, and he looked a little pitiful. With red eyes, he handed the phone to Zhuang Baihua again and begged, "Take a picture."
Zhuang Baihua sighed: "Why are you so persistent?"
"You are the one who best meets my expectations. I won't give up."
Zhuang Baihua has a question for you: "What do you do with those who took photos that don't meet your requirements?"
Tang Feng looked at him strangely and said, "What can we do? Let's gather or disperse."
Zhuang Baihua just breathed a sigh of relief when he heard him say, "But many people don't understand the principle of separation and reunion. They hugged my legs and begged me not to break up. It's so annoying. I'll deal with them."
Zhuang Baihua: “…” Scumbag.
When asking someone to take a photo for you, you are very gentle, but if the photos don't turn out to your liking, you kick them out.
"But you are different." Tang Feng looked at Bai Hua, his eyes glowing red. "I have a feeling that you are different."
Zhuang Baihua suppressed the goose bumps on his body and suddenly deduced the plot of the original book.
In the original book, Chi Yue was the one who was different from others to Tang Feng.
Chi Yue knew that Tang Feng still had a white moonlight boy in his heart, and also knew that Tang Feng was pursuing the perfect self in the photo, so she rejected Tang Feng.
Tang Feng went mad and crazy about him, and was paranoid to the end.
This is in line with the title of the original book: "Five Chapters, All the Guys Want to Monopolize Me".
Zhuang Baihua couldn't help but want to roar to the sky, but he didn't know why, the experience of Chi Yue in the original book was transplanted to him.
Therefore, Zhuang Baihua faced such a dilemma: if he didn't take photos for Tang Feng, Tang Feng would definitely pester him; if he took photos for Tang Feng, even if he could probably take photos that were perfect in Tang Feng's eyes, he would still pester him.
Zhuang Baihua took a few deep breaths, treating Tang Feng as a bad guy who came to the community to cause trouble, and tried to persuade him with reason.
"This kind of thing requires mutual consent. Since you know that forcing someone is a very troublesome thing, why do you have to ask me here?"
Tang Feng said: "That's different. I'm pursuing perfection, and everyone else is garbage."
…You really have double standards.
Zhuang Baihua knew that there was no way to reason with the madman. He had now recovered 30% to 40% of his strength and his communication tools had been taken away. He was secretly weighing the probability of breaking out.
Tang Feng seemed to know what he was thinking, and smiled as he approached him again: "Since you are here, I will not let you go easily."
He used pleading eyes for the first time: "Please take a picture for me."
Zhuang Baihua really wanted to know how Chi Yue in the original book escaped from Tang Feng's control.
Zhuang Baihua threatened him: "If I disappear for a long time, my subordinates will come looking for me, and you will be in trouble."
Tang Feng: "Then take a picture for me first."
Zhuang Baihua: “…” A rotten tree cannot be carved.
Zhuang Baihua tried to move his legs secretly, and felt that he might be lifted up. He didn't know the situation outside the screening room, and didn't know how likely it was that he could push Tang Feng aside and rush out.
Tang Feng stared at him and suddenly smiled again.
He pulled out a syringe from his trouser pocket, shook it in front of Zhuang Baihua, and smiled with a row of white teeth showing.
"I know you want to delay the time for the effect of the medicine to wear off, but I still have a lot of medicine here. Your efforts are in vain." Tang Feng said with a smile.
He pulled off the needle cap of the syringe, showing the sharp needle, and put it in front of Zhuang Baihua's eyes. If he moved it a little forward, he could pierce Zhuang Baihua's eyeball.
Tang Feng pushed the piston, and a transparent liquid oozed out of the thin needle, which hung there precariously. Watching it for a while, he felt like going crazy.
Zhuang Baihua raised his eyes, not afraid of the syringe in front of him at all, his eyes were still so firm, without a trace of wavering.
Tang Feng was slightly stunned, and said with a bitter smile: "Why don't you agree to me? I coaxed you before and you didn't respond. Now I threaten you and you still ignore me. What do you want me to do?"
Zhuang Baihua thought that everything he did would be in vain.
When the two people were in a stalemate, the door of the screening room suddenly opened with a bang, and light rushed in from outside. It was a little dazzling, but it brought hope to Zhuang Baihua.
Chi Yue rushed in from outside, and the first thing he did was to make sure Zhuang Baihua was safe. He saw the syringe in Tang Feng's hand and his eyes turned red instantly.
Zhuang Baihua didn't expect that it was Chi Yue who came in. He was stunned for a moment, then felt relieved.
Since Chi Yue has arrived, it means he is not alone and he must be accompanied by bodyguards.
Sure enough, there was a sound of fighting coming from outside, and Zhuang Baihua heard a familiar voice, which should be his bodyguard.
Tang Feng said angrily: "How did you find him? How did you get here so quickly?"
Tang Feng threw away the syringe, pulled Zhuang Baihua off the chair, and pulled him to the back.
His strength had not yet fully recovered... Zhuang Baihua suddenly felt like Tang Monk who had been captured by a demon.
This small screening room had more than one door. Tang Feng dragged Zhuang Baihua out of the small door, with Chi Yue following closely behind.
When he got outside, Zhuang Baihua discovered that this place, which looked like a movie theater, was not decorated at all, with equipment hanging everywhere, and it seemed that it had not yet started formal operation.
Tang Feng wanted to take Zhuang Baihua away, so he dragged him for a while in a corridor full of decoration materials. Zhuang Baihua couldn't break free, and his legs were weak, so he ran staggeringly, not very fast.
But because there were so many things outside, Chi Yue was not as familiar with the situation here as Tang Feng, and could not shorten the distance in time. Zhuang Baihua felt that his metabolism was accelerated after running a few steps, and his strength slowly returned to his hands and feet.
He exerted force and shook off Tang Feng's hand.
Tang Feng turned around in surprise and wanted to hold Zhuang Baihua, but Zhuang Baihua naturally refused. He raised his palms, and like a wild horse parting its mane, he used the move of a white crane spreading its wings and pushed Tang Feng out.
Tang Feng: “???”
The quintessence of Chinese culture, Jiquan, uses softness to overcome hardness and uses little force to move a great object. It is indeed very useful.
Unexpectedly, Tang Feng had not given up yet and turned around to pull Zhuang Baihua.
The two people were struggling in the aisle. There were many things beside them. Zhuang Baihua's strength had not recovered yet, his steps were unstable, and he fell to the side with Tang Feng.
Not far away was the elevator shaft where the elevator had not yet been installed, and the two people actually rolled all the way along it.
Tang Feng panicked and reached out to grab the wall, but the two men were too heavy and had too much inertia to stop them from sliding down.
At the same time, Chi Yue arrived and saw this scene. Without thinking, he flew over.
In the end, three people fell into the elevator shaft together.
Although there was an elevator planned, the entire building was not high. The place they were in was probably a third floor, and there was a lot of debris piled in the elevator shaft. Falling down was not as heavy as expected, but rather soft.
Zhuang Baihua was still under the effect of anesthetic and was unable to protect his vital parts. He could only close his eyes and prepare for the impact.
Someone grabbed him and held him in his arms. When he finally fell, Zhuang Baihua felt a warm body underneath him, protecting him from harm.
The body was tall and thin, a little frail, yet tightly packed and full of strength.
Zhuang Baihua heard a low groan, and he immediately leaned forward, reached out to touch the person who was cushioning him, and asked anxiously: "Chi Yue, are you okay?"
Perhaps it was their actions that triggered a series of chain reactions. Something at the top of the elevator shaft fell down, completely covering the shaft opening and blocking the light at the same time.
The space they were in suddenly became dark.
The half-renovated building originally had many places without lights. Now the entrances and exits were closed, and the elevator shaft was even darker, making it impossible to see where people were.
Zhuang Baihua didn't care about that. He fumbled to help Chi Yue and asked again, "Are you still okay?"
When he fell just now, it was Chi Yue who protected him.
Zhuang Baihua felt distressed when he thought of Chi Yue's small body. How could this child be so honest? He has thick skin and flesh, so a bump wouldn't matter to him.
Chi Yue paused for a moment and said, "I'm fine."
Zhuang Baihua searched Chi Yue's body in the dark, wanting to see if he was really okay, but was stopped by Chi Yue.
Chi Yue pressed his hand and said hoarsely: "It's really not bad. It's not high here."
Zhuang Baihua then gave up. There was a noise beside them and Tang Feng also crawled over, cursing.
He can even swear, and it doesn't seem like it's a problem.
Zhuang Baihua was so angry that he said something harsh: "You still have the nerve to scold me? You are the source of all evil."
Zhuang Baihua felt Chi Yue standing next to him, and then he heard the sound of fists hitting flesh, and Tang Feng groaned in pain.
Obviously, Chi Yue hit Tang Feng.
Zhuang Baihua’s first reaction was that the little white flower could also beat people.
The cramped elevator shaft was not suitable for fighting. Zhuang Baihua reached out and pulled Chi Yue, saying, "Get out first."
Chi Yue then came back and leaned against Zhuang Baihua.
The three men were in a small space with some sundries around them, which was indeed uncomfortable.
After exploring, they found that getting out was more difficult than they thought.
First, although there are a lot of debris here, most of them are building materials, which are relatively soft and short and cannot be climbed.
First, it was too dark here, and I couldn’t effectively see what was going on above.
Zhuang Baihua took a deep breath and said, "Take out your phone."
His own cell phone had already been taken away by Tang Feng, and Tang Feng also said: "I didn't take my cell phone out in the screening room."
It was very chaotic at the time, and Tang Feng was only focused on pulling Bai Hua, so this time he dropped his phone.
So they could only count on Chi Yue. In the darkness, Chi Yue paused and said, "I didn't find my phone either. Maybe it fell outside when I rushed over just now."
Zhuang Baihua: “…”
He began to wonder if this coincidence was intentional in the plot.
The plot is sometimes a suspenseful psychological film, sometimes an action film, and now it has turned into a disaster film.
The elements of this book are also enriched.
But Zhuang Baihua instinctively felt that the plot was intended to create a Shura field, deliberately locking the three of them in a closed and dark space to create the effect of a small dark room.
The question is how are they going to Shura the field? Will Shura come
Seeing that they couldn't get out for the time being, Chi Yue asked Zhuang Baihua: "Are you feeling uncomfortable? I saw him prick you with a needle."
Zhuang Baihua asked Chi Yue to relax: "I'm fine, it should be a muscle relaxant, and it hasn't been injected yet."
Chi Yue said grimly: "If anything happens to you, I will kill him."
Where did this kid learn such harsh words
Tang Feng was also in a bad mood, and said in a low voice: "I let you punch me just now because I took a fancy to you before. You broke two of my phones, and I still want to settle the score with you."
Why are there two phones? Zhuang Baihua had only seen Chi Yue throw her phone on the driveway, and didn't know there was another one in front of her.
Chi Yue moved: "Settle the score?" He laughed out loud, and the laughter echoed in the dark space, gloomy and cautious, feeling a little weird, "Are you worthy of it?"
"This brat." Tang Feng's voice changed, rising as if he was about to rush over.
"No, no, no."
I didn't expect that this fake Shura field could be so noisy.
The two people kept their mouths shut, but in the narrow and dark space, there were inexplicable lightning and thunder, and the atmosphere was tense.
Zhuang Baihua thought for a moment and said, "We can only wait for rescue. I believe in my subordinates. It just takes some time."
There are so many places here. If I want to find someone, I'll come here. If I can't rescue him, it can only be said that the plot is delaying time.
"We can't do anything until they come."
Although it was dark, Zhuang Baihua could feel that the other two people were looking at him.
He said seriously: "Three people can form a branch. Let's hold a meeting."
Chi Yue: “…”
Tang Feng asked a little later, "What kind of meeting is this?"
Zhuang Baihua said sternly: "The theme of the meeting is to carry out criticism and self-criticism of Tang Feng."
Tang Feng: “?”
Zhuang Baihua said: "You two find a seat."
Chi Yue did as she was told immediately, but Tang Feng hesitated for a moment. Finally, there was a rustling sound in the darkness, and Tang Feng still sat down, like a primary school student obeying his teacher's instructions.
Zhuang Baihua looked at Tang Feng based on the direction of the voice and asked, "Do you know what mistakes you made?"
Tang Feng regained his composure and said with a smile: "I don't think I did anything wrong."
Zhuang Baihua was not annoyed, and said slowly: "Then I will analyze it carefully for you to see where your mistake is."
"First, you said you met a boy five years ago. Is that boy an adult?"
Tang Feng never expected that the first charge would be this angle, and couldn't help but laugh: "This has nothing to do with age. What I care about is not age and appearance, but inner qualities."
Zhuang Baihua curled his lips and said, "If I'm ugly, would you still care about my inner qualities?"
Tang Feng's breathing stagnated. He couldn't even lie to himself.
It seems not.
"Anyway, you are an adult, but instead of being grateful for the help from a minor, you start to covet and plot against him. This shows that you are not upright and have problems with your thinking."
Tang Feng has been in the entertainment industry for a long time and has seen all kinds of things, but this is the first time someone has scolded him like this.
Interesting, he began to wonder what else Zhuang Baihua could plan for him.
Zhuang Baihua continued: "First, you ordered someone to tie me up and bring me here in a public place. This is kidnapping, an illegal act, and a violation of the criminal law. You don't need me to sue you after you get out. The police can arrest you at any time."
There is no way to argue about this point. Tang Feng is not lawless. He usually relies on his wealth to do some extraordinary things. If Zhuang Baihua really argues with him, he will not get any benefit.
But he didn't care. Tang Feng leaned on the building materials behind him, relaxed his body, and said, "Before you catch me, please take a picture for me."
Zhuang Baihua silently said to himself, don't get angry, if you get angry and get sick, no one can help you, and then he said, "Third."
Zhuang Baihua stopped. It was dark here, but after his eyes adjusted to the darkness, he could still see the outlines of things. He tried to see where Tang Feng was and said clearly, "You should be clear about the third point."
"You are pursuing innocent boys and perfect photos. Are these things real?"
He questioned Tang Feng word by word: "You don't actually love innocence and kindness, you only love yourself."
Zhuang Baihua noticed that Tang Feng's body contours were tense.
"You look for the perfect self in those photos, hoping to become better and stronger. Once you find that the self in the photos does not meet your expectations, you will ruthlessly abandon the person who took the photos for you. This is just venting your anger. You blame yourself for not being able to be perfect in front of the camera."
"You are right about what I am saying, right?"
Tang Feng remained silent.
"Your psychology is indeed sick, but this sickness comes from your narcissism and your harshness. You are always chasing after the perfect photographer and transferring your anxiety to others. In fact, you don't understand what liking and love are."
After Zhuang Baihua finished speaking, he let out a long breath.
He thought of Chi Yue in the original book again. Neither the original owner nor Tang Feng had ever considered Chi Yue's own wishes.
How can such feelings, called obsession and persistence, be worthy of it
The small space fell silent again. After listening to Zhuang Baihua's words, Tang Feng did not refute or explain.
After a long time, there was a noise coming from Tang Feng's side. Zhuang Baihua felt a heat coming towards him, and immediately became alert and asked, "What are you doing?"
Tang Feng's usually gentle voice was a little hoarse, and he whispered: "It's dark here, I'm a little scared."
"…" What new trick is this? Zhuang Baihua was speechless, "You are a man, are you afraid of the dark?"
Tang Feng's tone revealed a trace of grievance: "I wasn't afraid at first, but after seeing you, I felt cold all over and wanted to be closer to you."
Zhuang Baihua didn't know what to say. He only heard Tang Feng say, "Maybe what you said is right, but I can't control myself."
Zhuang Baihua told him: "That's because your heart is sick." His brain is also sick.
He originally wanted to go get treatment as soon as possible, but he found that Tang Feng was getting closer to him, as if he was about to stick to him.
Just as Zhuang Baihua was about to stop him, he heard a "thump" and the oppressive feeling disappeared instantly. Tang Feng flew away from him quickly and hit something heavily.
Zhuang Baihua then realized that Chi Yue had not spoken for a long time.
Tang Feng was paralyzed for a while before he could crawl up, cursing: "You are mentally ill!"
Zhuang Baihua didn't know where Tang Feng got the confidence to call that person a lunatic, and he vaguely saw Chi Yue standing in front of him.
Just now, it was Chi Yue who helped him push Tang Feng out. Of course, the pushing action might have been done with his legs.
Zhuang Baihua immediately realized that something was wrong.
Chi Yue in front remained silent, not saying a word.
Chi Yue usually doesn't talk much, but now he is silent, like a quietly dormant wild beast, silent and full of danger.
Zhuang Baihua approached cautiously, estimated the direction, and slowly touched Chi Yue's hand.
He touched Chi Yue's fingers and was secretly shocked.
The slender fingers were now icy cold, and it felt like touching ice, with no temperature at all.
Zhuang Baihua's mind moved, and he asked Chi Yue in a low voice: "Are you afraid of the dark?"
Chi Yue didn't say anything, but Tang Feng sneered: "You are really a child."
Zhuang Baihua felt Chi Yue's fingers trembling, as if she was about to break free from him and pounce on Tang Feng.
Zhuang Baihua grabbed his hand tightly, held him down, turned around and said coldly to Tang Feng: "Shut up, go over there and reflect on yourself."
Tang Feng snorted, probably because he knew that the situation was stronger than him, so he finally stopped making trouble and stayed in the corner.
Zhuang Baihua quietly pulled Chi Yue over and asked him to sit down. He still held his hand and comforted him silently.
Chi Yue... is actually afraid of the dark.
Zhuang Baihua couldn't help but think of the original owner. The original owner once locked Chi Yue in the book in a small dark room in the president's office and tortured him for a whole week. Then Chi Yue escaped, and the original owner caught him back and continued to lock him up.
If it was Chi Yue in the original book, being afraid of the dark would be understandable, but why is Chi Yue like this now
Zhuang Baihua had once tried to test Chi Yue, and judging from his reaction, he should not be a time traveler.
But if Chi Yue had experienced the small dark room before, his current behavior would not make sense. Whether it was meeting Zhuang Baihua or Tang Feng, Chi Yue basically followed the plot of the original book, and there was nothing wrong.
Assuming Chi Yue knew the plot of the original book, shouldn't he have some resistance? A normal person wouldn't go along with the plot, right
Zhuang Baihua thought of another possibility, maybe Chi Yue was afraid of the dark, and the original book deliberately locked Chi Yue in a small dark room to double the effect of torturing him.
Zhuang Baihua gritted his teeth secretly, and his hands became more gentle. He touched Chi Yue's fingers and then touched the back of his hand to reassure him and tell him that he was with him.
Chi Yue had been meek at first, with his hands hanging down, letting Zhuang Baihua pinch and touch him. Suddenly, he turned his palm over, grabbed Zhuang Baihua with his backhand, and then forcefully inserted his fingers into Zhuang Baihua's fingers and locked them tightly, so that the two of them were in a posture with their fingers interlocked.
Zhuang Baihua was stunned and felt a little strange, but he was worried that Chi Yue would be scared, so he did not struggle.
In the dark and gloomy little world, the two of them huddled together quietly, holding hands. Chi Yue's body gradually warmed up, and she finally felt a little alive.
Zhuang Baihua's fingers intertwined with his, as if grasping smooth, warm jade.
If there hadn't been a mentally ill person next to me, the time spent waiting in the darkness wouldn't have been that hard to endure.
He didn't know how much time had passed, but Zhuang Baihua had already started to feel sleepy. He had been drugged before, and now he was even more exhausted after wasting time like this.
Chi Yue raised her other hand, pulled his arm, and let him lean on her shoulder.
Zhuang Baihua leaned lightly against Chi Yue, thinking that although this child was thin, he was very reliable at critical moments and would definitely become a good man in the future.
Finally, the three people in the elevator shaft heard a noise coming from above. Someone was moving the cover above, and soon the light of a flashlight shone in.
"Boss Zhuang!"
It turned out to be Chen Wang's voice. Zhuang Baihua cleared his throat and responded, "I'm here."
After hearing Zhuang Baihua's answer, the people above sped up the process of clearing the obstacles, allowing more light to shine in.
"Don't look directly into the light." Chen Wang said worriedly.
Zhuang Baihua narrowed his eyes, and finally saw their situation clearly.
The square space was indeed filled with a lot of clutter. Tang Feng curled up his long legs and occupied one corner by himself, while he and Chi Yue leaned closely against the other side.
With the help of the flashlight, Tang Feng saw the entangled fingers of Zhuang Baihua and Chi Yue, and thought to himself, this boy pushed him away just now, and pretended to be afraid of the dark to hook Zhuang Baihua's hand. How shameless.
He got excited and said sourly: "Are you girls in elementary school? Prepare to go to the toilet holding hands."
Chi Yue glanced at him coldly and said, "What do you think? Aunt Rong."
Tang Feng: “???”
Zhuang Baihua: “…” Well, he is not Ziwei.