It stands to reason that in this era of blurring geographical boundaries and dissolving national boundaries, An Wujiu shouldn't be surprised by people of any appearance.
But Shen Ti's face made his thoughts drift to the written descriptions of alien races in the Middle Ages, as if they were not of the same kind.
"The ears are really good." Shen Ti opened his mouth, breaking An Wujiu's unrealistic reverie in a second.
"It's pressing on me, it hurts."
An Wujiu laughed angrily.
What do you think of him
"Does it hurt?" An Wujiu grabbed Shen Ti's neck fiercely, "I'm so afraid of pain, I might as well kill you."
The tiger's mouth caught the sun and the one-eyed eye on his Adam's apple, and the muscles and bones on the back of his hand heaved and bulged together with the veins on Shen Ti's neck.
The hand was lined by the redness of the neck, and it became whiter and whiter.
Shen Ti was pinched and coughed, two gloved hands held An Wujiu's left hand, but his mouth was still provocative, "How are you going to kill me...with your cultists?"
An Wujiu's heart moved, but on the surface he showed a rather curious smile, "My cultist? Who is it?"
The hand choking his neck went up and pinched Shen Ti's chin, "You?"
Trying again.
He could clearly feel the pair of green eyes staring at him, scanning him like a lie detector, but An Wujiu just smiled and looked directly at him.
During the confrontation, Shen Ti couldn't detect any abnormality from An Wujiu's face.
But this person is already abnormal enough, whether it is a real change of temperament or a tight disguise, it is not easy.
"What are you looking at?" An Wujiu pinched his chin fiercely, "You've been staring at me since the warm-up match, do you think you can swindle me out of something, or do you really want to give me your eyes?"
Shen Ti laughed, and when he smiled, the coral earrings on his earlobe began to shake again.
"How can you say that about me? Is it strange that I look at you more because you are good-looking?"
"Besides, I'm not the only one watching." Shen Ti still had a smile on his lips, "Speaking of which, you can still find that I'm looking at you while I'm wearing a mask?"
Being caught by him, An Wujiu was about to speak, but this guy started to pretend to explain: "Oh, I see, it must be because my mask is too exaggerated, it must not be you who are staring at me too. Follow me."
An Wujiu looked at him coldly, remained silent for three seconds, and then laughed.
"Shen Ti, your black thread probably connected to me."
"Is it because you are so eager to find evidence of my manipulation of the cultists because you know you can't kill me in a duel, so you just put me on a damning charge?"
Shen Ti, who was still laughing just now, gradually faded the childish smile on his face, but it was not the embarrassment and anxiety after being exposed, but a subtle smile.
Like appreciation.
"That's right, I signed an agreement with you, it's a foul to kill you." His response was ambiguous.
"Admit it?" An Wujiu shrugged, leaned into Shen Ti's ear, and whispered softly.
"Then you should pray to God quickly, and let me starve to death in the bunker early."
Time is running out for forced sleep.
An Wujiu got up from Shen Ti's body, got out of bed, and ordered him to leave without mercy.
"Go back to your room."
Shen Ti had an expression of reluctance, "Everyone is here at night, they are all guests, give me a face..." Before he could finish speaking, An Wujiu grabbed his neck again.
"You really want to die by my hands." An Wujiu said coldly.
Shen Ti put away that nervous look, his expression became serious, he returned what An Wujiu said just now, and even held his wrist.
"You won't kill me, you can't kill me."
An Wujiu stared at him.
It is impossible for him to know who is connected with his red thread.
What's more, it was changed once.
After a pause for a few seconds, Shen Ti smiled sternly again, and said his reason, "You hit me and you fouled. Then the system will stun you, and you won't be able to control what I do."
An Wujiu's face turned cold for a moment, then he laughed again, and turned around by himself, but Shen Ti grabbed him directly, "Where are you going?"
"Since you want to sleep in my room, I'll go to your room."
Shen Ti smiled, "You're so afraid of sleeping with me, isn't it because you're going out to do bad things at night?" He sat on the edge of the bed and looked up at An Wujiu, "You still want to order others to do bad things."
"It won't be guessed by me."
An Wujiu didn't speak, after a while, he opened his panel, found the points redemption page, and searched for a while.
Obviously just now they were tit for tat, Shen Ti thought he could swindle out something, but he didn't expect this guy to do other things.
At this moment, the picture of them lying side by side on the same bed is really weird and subtle.
"There really are."
An Wujiu chuckled, and clicked a few times on the panel, a group of blue light particles appeared in the void in front of him, gathered into a pair of silver handcuffs.
Immediately afterwards, An Wujiu put his two wrists together, with the inner sides facing upwards, and handed them together in front of Shen Ti, as if to grab them. Facing Shen Ti, he even raised his chin.
Shen Ti glanced at his wrist, then looked up at him, raising his right eyebrow.
"Is this something you can do without paying?"
"Don't pretend to be crazy." An Wujiu raised his eyes, smiling kindly, "You came to my room because you think I have something to do with cultists, and you want to see if you can find some clues, or cheat out of something."
Then, with a click, he put handcuffs on his left glove, "Afraid that I will go out at night and do bad things? How about handcuffing it first?"
Just as he was about to handcuff another severely injured wrist, Shen Ti directly pulled the other half of the handcuffs over, and put them firmly on his hand, and locked them with a click.
"You can't handcuff you all by yourself. Can you walk if you want?" In the darkness, Shen Ti's voice was full of laughter, "It's better to tie them together. If I don't get up, you have to lie down."
"Hey you… "
"Ah, there seems to be a hypnotic gas. I feel dizzy. I'm asleep." Shen Ti, who was leaning sideways, patted An Wujiu's shoulder, "Good night."
An Wujiu stared at the silver handcuff on his left wrist, and extended his gaze to the strange man at the other end.
He just faced himself and fell asleep with his eyes closed, looking unsuspecting.
But An Wujiu knew very well that this person was very deceptive.
If it is said that his deception is based on inflammatory remarks and human speculation, then the way this guy exists is deception. Nothing he said or did was credible.
It seems that there are no strategies and plans, but this illusion can perfectly hide his purpose.
Staring at Shen Ti's face, An Wujiu suddenly had a bad idea in his mind.
He stretched out his hand, and touched the tiny ruby between Shen Ti's eyebrows with his fingertips.
Like a drop of blood.
"Hello." Shen Ti still closed his eyes, and grabbed An Wujiu's wrist.
"If you can't get it off, give up."
It didn't work out.
An Wujiu held back his breath and wanted to shake off Shen Ti's hand, but he didn't expect him to be quite strong right now. After struggling again, a familiar sweet smell suddenly appeared in the air.
The attack of the hypnotic gas made An Wujiu lose the ability to break free.
He had some dreams about his childhood.
The dream world is fluid, full of blurred and weird colors. Blood-red sky, white sun, dark blue walls and burnt yellow floor. When he was a child, he stood in front of a door and heard Xu Xu's singing, and his mother, who was lying on the floor, flipped through a notebook quickly, and the paper made a restless sound.
And he stood at the door of the room, watching his mother's strange behavior.
very strange. An Wujiu called her over and over again in his dream, but his mother turned and read so intently, until he in the dream let out a long scream, like a bird crying blood.
The mother who was kneeling on the floor raised her head, her eyes were filled with tears, fear, and instant sobriety and resistance.
She stood up, ran to the door quickly, and slammed the door shut.
An Wujiu, who was standing outside the door, suddenly fell into a bottomless abyss, falling continuously and rapidly.
Without warning, he fell heavily to the ground.
Then woke up in a cold sweat.
"You're a ghost." Shen Ti sat cross-legged next to him, tilted his head to stare at him, and then glanced up with self-doubt, "...is it a ghost?"
An Wujiu looked at the ceiling, he was still panting, the aftereffect of the hypnotic gas gave him a headache, he wanted to raise his hand to press his temple, but he grabbed another person's hand.
Turning his head, he saw that Shen Ti's hand was pulled up, and the other raised his eyebrows, as if to say "what's the matter".
Shen Ti stared at An Wujiu's face, and had a wonderful intuition, but he was not sure enough, until An Wujiu sat up with his hands on the bed, sat up straight, and said to him.
"Feel sorry."
Sure enough, it will really return to normal. Shen Ti's face showed shock and self-affirmation.
An Wujiu didn't notice what was going on in his heart, and said calmly, "I'm sorry, I split your mask in half."
He even apologized. Shen Ti laughed, and after laughing, he found that An Wujiu's speech speed seemed to be faster than when he first met him, and his speech was not so stuttering.
He smiled, An Wujiu felt abnormal again.
"You've been tortured all night, do you believe me?" An Wujiu raised his eyes and asked.
There was a smile on the corner of Shen Ti's mouth, "It's strange, you are really easy to trust with your current appearance. And you actually remember it all."
"Why don't you remember?" An Wujiu sat up, bent his legs, and said calmly, "I remember everything except how I entered the altar."
He glanced at Shen Ti, looked down on the bed, seemed to be looking for something, then stopped to recall.
"It seems that I didn't give it..." He said to himself, and opened the exchange page last night, found the handcuffs, and then scrolled down.
Shen Ti followed suit and looked over, and there was indeed a matching key under the handcuffs.
It's just that there are three big characters below - out of stock.
The page disappears with a beep.
An Wujiu buried his head on his knees, and hugged his head with his uncuffed right hand, without saying a word.
Shen Ti stared at him, feeling a little cute.
An Wujiu's current depressed state is almost like the morning after waking up after a drunken madness. It is precisely because I know exactly what I have done that I feel ashamed.
Shen Ti raised his hand, which was equivalent to tugging An Wujiu.
He raised his head slowly, sighed and said something in a low voice.
"It took a lot of points..."
Shen Ti suppressed a smile, "You are really the most interesting person I have ever met."
An Wujiu didn't feel too much about this compliment, he was still thinking about what kind of nerves he had, he actually praised Haikou for giving all the points in the last round.
Obviously, I thought half of it at first.
Forget it, and actually used the only exchange opportunity to buy handcuffs, and haven't given the key yet.
It's just a cocoon.
He raised his eyes and glanced at Shen Ti.
If you are bound with Shen Ti all the time, what will happen
"You don't doubt me now?" An Wujiu asked.
Shen Ti didn't hide anything, "I doubt it, but I still need evidence."
"Let's go." Shen Ti dragged An Wujiu off the bed, and said extremely indecent words in a serious tone, "If we don't go out, they might think we are doing something we shouldn't do inside."
An Wujiu frowned, "I didn't do anything."
"Yes, just sleep." Shen Ti shrugged, suddenly thought of something, his free hand groped in the pocket of the windbreaker jacket, and finally took out half a piece of bread with the label [Shen Ti] on it, broke it into pieces Two pieces, half of which he held in his mouth, and the other half was thrown directly into An Wujiu's arms.
"Hurry up." He mumbled.
An Wujiu stared at the bread in his arms, the label was gone. Obviously I was still testing last night, so I kindly donated food in the morning.
"To be honest, I didn't think about killing you." Shen Ti's expression was calm, and his blue-green pupils gave off a false tenderness, "Now I don't even think about it."
"Why?" An Wujiu asked.
Shen Ti raised his eyebrows, "Because you made me feel... living is quite interesting."
It was as if he wanted to die.
"Eat." Shen Ti had already eaten half of his own, and took out the water bottle from the other pocket, there was only half a bottle of water in it. He unscrewed the bottle cap and took a few sips, and handed the remaining half to An Wujiu.
He deliberately eats first and drinks first, so that he can put down his guard.
An Wujiu is not lofty, if he wants to survive, he will receive the necessary alms as soon as possible. He quickly finished the half piece, and drank the water Shen Ti left for him.
The energy bar above the head gradually returned to the length it was yesterday.
The music that was played at nine o'clock in the morning and twelve o'clock in the evening every day sounded again in the bunker.
An Wujiu lowered his head, and when he woke up, he regretted what happened yesterday, only then did he realize that his clothes were unbuttoned, his chest was completely exposed, it looked indecent, he wanted to button it up, but just put his hands on the buttons , the left hand was directly pulled over.
"Now that you think about it, do you dress properly? Didn't you just hang out like this all day yesterday?"
Shen Ti who was sitting by the bed bent down, because they were handcuffed together, they had to bend down together even to put on their shoes, An Wujiu, who was not buttoned up, was a little dazed, Shen Ti forced him to put on his shoes together.
"There are three more days!" Shen Ti stood up, raised his arms and stretched his waist, An Wujiu was also forced to raise one arm to celebrate with him.
He was so happy, as if he didn't feel that he would lose the game at all.
Before opening the door, An Wujiu thought that he didn't seem to have anything to exchange for the food Shen Ti gave.
"What do you want to exchange for the bread just now?" he asked.
"No need." Shen Ti stretched out his hand to push the door, with a casual attitude, "Let's just pay for the room."
An Wujiu saw Zhong Yirou through the gap in the door, she took a book in her hand, changed back to the original cheongsam, and changed the makeup on her face to purple.
Shen Ti turned his head in the direction of An Wujiu, not caring that there were other people, so he casually spoke the rest of the sentence.
"... I've already slept, so I can't just give nothing."
Zhong Yirou just happened to listen to half a sentence, and happened to see the handcuffs, the gleaming handcuffs.
With a click, the book in his hand fell to the ground.