Wen Qing was trembling with fright, her eyes were red.
He choked up and said, "Zhou, Zhou Zhou, don't do this..."
"I am afraid… "
Feeling the trembling of his body, Zhou Zhou slowly turned his head to look at Wen Qing.
He bent his legs, grabbed the hem of his clothes tightly, and used his hands so hard that his fingertips turned white.
"You, don't mess with me..."
The gentle voice was crying, and it sounded wet and sticky.
An indescribable emotion rose in Zhou Zhou's heart. He looked at Wen Qing seriously, and suddenly understood Yu Xing's psychology.
want to bully him...
want to make him cry...
I want him to only see my own existence...
Wen Qing felt the movement of the hands on his waist stop, his eyelashes trembled, and he looked up with tears in his eyes.
After seeing Zhou Zhou's expression, he hiccupped in fright, and the tears flowed even more fiercely.
A few drops of tears fell on Zhou Zhou's hands, and he lowered his eyes, staring at the drops of water on the back of his hands.
Under the dim light, the teardrops were crystal clear.
tears for him...
The dark emotions in Zhou Zhou's heart grew wildly and broke out of the cocoon.
After a while, he slowly raised his hand, brought it to his mouth, and licked it.
Salty and a little sweet.
The corners of Zhou Zhou's lips curled up slightly, as if he had eaten some delicious food.
Wen Qing didn't dare to speak, and tried her best not to cry.
This is too perverted...
Seeing the panic in his eyes, Zhou Zhou suddenly smiled and said hoarsely, "Wen Qing, I'm not gay."
Wen Qing couldn't help sobbing.
He thought to himself, you are not gay, you are perverted.
It's not as good as gay...
Zhou Zhou stretched out his hand, and gently pushed Wen Qing's hair sticking to his cheek behind his ear.
He said the second half of the sentence slowly: "But I want to try now."
Wen Qing opened her eyes wide and stared at him blankly.
"You taste...should be very sweet." Zhou Zhou raised the corners of his lips and smiled with eyebrows and eyes crooked, the same smile as when we first met on the roof of the other building.
Wen Qing was so frightened that her heart was shaking.
The current Zhouzhou is even scarier than yesterday's.
He looks like a sunny boy on the outside, but the inside is completely different.
Zhou Zhou raised his hand, wiped away the tears on his face with his thumb, and said with a smile, "Why are you so scared?"
"Don't cry," he comforted softly, and said slowly, "Don't we want to cooperate and pass the customs together?"
Wen Qing's lips trembled slightly, she was so afraid that she couldn't even pronounce a single syllable.
Suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps at the door.
Wen Qing didn't even have the strength to turn her head to see who it was.
Not long after, he was pulled up by a strong force, and a familiar figure stood in front of him.
Standing between Wen Qing and Zhou Zhou, Ji Yu protected Wen Qing with his hands, frowned, and said, "Zhou Zhou, calm down first, Wen Qing..."
Hearing the word Wen Qing, Zhou Zhou interrupted: "Teacher Ji, I'm very calm."
Seeing his calm and composed appearance, the corners of Ji Yu's lips pressed down slightly, following Zhou Zhou's words: "Wen Qing is timid, don't deliberately scare him."
Zhou Zhou's gaze slowly fell from Ji Yu's arm to Wen Qing who was protecting him.
He blinked and sighed softly: "Mr. Ji, you also take good care of Wen Qing..."
Ji Yu said lightly: "I am a teacher, and I take good care of each of you."
He turned his head to look at Wen Qing and asked, "What happened?"
Wen Qing was in tears, unable to speak at all.
Seeing this, Ji Yu said to Zhou Zhou: "Wen Qing is very scared now, you should stop being alone."
"Wen Qing, I'll take it away first."
After finishing speaking, Ji Yu took Wen Qing out of the study.
Zhou Zhou stood on the spot, snorted lightly and said, "It's a pious appearance."
When he couldn't see Wen Qing's back, he turned around, looked at the books all over the wall, and murmured in a low voice: "Are you looking for all white books..."
****
It was only when Wen Qing reached the stairs that Wen Qing's brain began to spin.
He sat directly on the steps, bowed his head and cried loudly.
After a while, seeing that Ji Yu hadn't left yet, Wen Qing said sobbingly: "Old, teacher, thank you."
Ji Yu handed him a pack of tissues, and said softly, "Did something happen just now?"
"Zhouzhou seems to have changed back to the way it was before, but it's a little strange."
Wen Qing tightly clenched the tissue and shook her head: "I don't know either."
Ji Yu lowered his head, watched him cry until his neck turned pink, and said in a low voice, "Why do you love to cry so much?"
Wen Qing choked up and said: "Teacher, don't worry about me, I'll be fine if I cry for a while."
He was so scared just now that he couldn't stop crying now.
After crying for a while, Wen Qing finally recovered, her emotions gradually calmed down.
His eyes hurt from crying, and he thought that he would stop crying in a short time.
He felt that his tears were about to dry up.
"Want a cup of hot milk?" Ji Yu asked.
Wen shook his head lightly: "No, thank you teacher."
"I have no appetite right now."
Ji Yu hummed, he half closed his eyes, and looked at the study calmly.
Wen Qing raised her head, looked at his perfect jaw line, struggled for a moment, and asked softly: "That... Teacher, when I was sleeping in the study last time, was it you who put the blanket on me?"
"not me."
Ji Yu tilted his head to look at him, raised his eyes slightly, and looked surprised: "What's wrong?"
Wen Qing slowly explained: "I thought you helped me build it..."
He returned the blanket to Ji Yu and thanked him, and Ji Yu said you're welcome.
No matter how Wen Qing thought about it, she felt that what Ji Yu meant at that time was that you don't have to be polite to put on a blanket.
"Really," Ji Yu paused, smiled, and said softly, "I thought you were asking me to help put things away."
"Sorry to misunderstand you."
Wen Qing quickly said: "Teacher, you don't need to apologize, it's because I wanted to go wrong."
After finishing speaking, his eyelids twitched. He had heard the word "sorry" from Ji Yu many times.
When you press your own wound, when you waste an opportunity to ask questions, when you scare him, etc...
It is obviously a very common word, but now Wen Qing suddenly feels a sense of disobedience.
He couldn't help replaying Yu Xing's words in his mind.
If what Yu Xing said is true...
If the teacher lied to them from start to finish...
Wen Qing felt chills down his spine.
Could the person who deliberately manipulated the game and made others go crazy and die be the teacher
Ji Yu said, "It's getting late, do you want to go to rest?"
Wen shook his head lightly: "I'm not sleepy yet, is teacher sleepy?"
Ji Yu smiled and said, "I'm not sleepy, I'm just worried about your body."
He has a gentle and elegant smile on his face, like a perfect teacher who cares about his students.
Suddenly Wen Qing finally remembered something was wrong.
Ji Yu voted for Gong Yunyun without showing any doubt that day.
If he was really the same as his appearance, how could he vote for Gong Yunyun so calmly
Chen Yiyi's vote was also Ji Yu's, right
Wen Qing pinched his palm tightly, and Ji Yu's voice sounded in his ear again.
He tilted his head, and Ji Yu stood aside with a smile on his face: "What are you thinking about? You are so engrossed that you didn't even hear me."
Wen Qing pursed her lips, hesitated for a moment, and asked straight to the point: "Teacher, who did you vote for just now?"
Ji Yu glanced at him, and said calmly: "I cast the sentence of death."
The answer was unexpected, Wen Qing was stunned: "Huh?"
Ji Yu explained: "It was just our speculation at the beginning that the divine card is not a guide, and we can't be sure."
"Before voting, I saw Yu Xing and Li Siwen having a private conversation and said something about Chen Yiyi..."
Speaking of Chen Yiyi, he sighed: "Anyway, Yu Xing is very suspicious, so I voted for him."
"So when asking questions, I asked the system about the god card, and only then did I confirm that the god card would not be the guide."
Wen Qing nodded slowly, and asked again: "But teacher, don't you, you and Yu Xing know each other?"
Ji Yu sighed softly, and said slowly: "Knowing people, knowing the face, but not knowing the heart."
The implication is that there is a problem with Yu Xing.
Wen Qing's eyelashes trembled slightly, she looked at the dark floor tiles, and began to count the votes.
Yu Xing got two votes, and Chen Yiyi got three votes.
If the teacher is telling the truth, then Zhou Zhou should have voted for Yu Xing
So Yu Xing, Li Siwen and Si Kong dropped Chen Yiyi
Sikong...
Wen Qing pursed her lips tightly, but Zhou Zhou also said that Sikong would follow him in death sentence...
Wen Qing's mind was in a mess, and she didn't know who to trust.
After a while, he slowly stood up and said to Ji Yu: "Teacher, I have something to go to the third floor."
After finishing speaking, Wen Qing grabbed the railing of the stairs and went upstairs step by step.
When he reached the third floor, he looked down. Ji Yu didn't follow upstairs, but walked into the corridor on the second floor.
Wen Qing retracted his gaze and walked straight forward.
Sikong's bedroom is in the deepest part, just as he walked to the door, another door suddenly opened.
"Are you looking for Sikong?" Li Siwen asked standing by the door.
She looked haggard, her wet hair was disheveled, and she looked like she had just taken a shower.
Seeing that there was no obvious hostility or hatred on her face, and she seemed to have calmed down, Wen Qing nodded in response.
Li Siwen twitched the corner of his mouth and said to him, "Sikong is not in the room, he is on the first floor."
Wen Qing froze for a moment: "Okay, thank you."
"Well, you're welcome." Li Siwen responded softly.
Wen Qing turned around and went downstairs. When he heard the door closing, he turned his head and glanced. Li Siwen did not go back to the room, but followed him downstairs.
Wen Qing didn't think much, there was no one in the living room on the first floor, so he went straight to the kitchen.
No kitchen, no bathroom.
Wen Qing was a little puzzled, and went back to the living room to ask Li Siwen.
I saw Li Siwen standing in front of the red-brown gate, staring closely at the round knocker.
"That..." Wen Qing asked softly, "Is Sikong really on the first floor?"
Li Siwen nodded: "I saw him on the first floor just now, did he go to the second floor now?"
She turned around, saw that Wen Qing was about to go to the second floor, and quickly said, "Wait a minute, come and take a look first."
Wen Qing looked at her suspiciously.
Li Siwen pointed to the door knocker: "There seems to be writing on this door knocker, we didn't find it before."
Hearing a clue, Wen approached briskly.
He didn't dare to get too close to the door and stopped two meters away.
Li Siwen said, "It's so far away, I can't see clearly."
Wen lightly pursed his lips, and whispered, "I'm not nearsighted, I can see."
Hearing this, Li Siwen's face sank.
Wen Qing didn't notice her expression, and carefully checked the door knocker.
The metal door knocker was clean, let alone a scratch.
"There doesn't seem to be any..."
Before he could say the last word, his arm felt cold.
Li Siwen walked up to him at some point, and the water from his wet hair dripped onto Wen Qing's hands.
Wen Qing retracted her hands and asked, "Where are the words you said? I didn't see them."
Li Siwen squeezed out a smile and raised his left hand: "It's right here."
Wen Qing looked in the direction of her finger, but still saw nothing.
The next second, his wrist was suddenly grabbed by Li Siwen, and he approached the door knocker.
Wen Qing's pupils shrank suddenly, and she instinctively stepped back, but Li Siwen's strength was unexpectedly strong, and she pulled him forward a meter.
"It's you, I know it's you..." Li Siwen muttered to himself, his expression frantic.
She firmly grasped Wen Qing's hand and approached the door knocker.
"Open the door, quickly open the door for me!"
A second before Wen Qing touched the door knocker, a gust of cold wind blew by, and Li Siwen suddenly fell to the ground.
Wen Qing didn't know what happened, she was lifted by the collar and carried two meters away from the door.
"I said... why are you so stupid?" Yu Xing's voice sounded above his head.
"Can this be deceived?"
Wen Qing turned her head in a daze, and the enlarged version of Yu Xing's handsome face came close to him, almost touching the tip of her nose.
There was anger in Yu Xing's eyes, and his tone was still smiling: "She is so bad, shall we let her open the door?"
Although it was a question, Yu Xing didn't mean to wait for Wen Qing's answer.
He glanced at the red mark on Wen Qing's wrist, and turned sideways to Li Siwen who had fallen by the wall.
Li Siwen also heard Yu Xing's words, she crawled back again and again, looking at Yu Xing in fear: "I, I'm not a guide..."
Yu Xing sneered, and said casually: "I didn't say you were the guide."
"I just want you to die."
Hearing the word death, Li Siwen became more and more panicked. She opened her eyes wide and continued to crawl tremblingly, trying to stay away from Yu Xing.
Just as Yu Xing took a step, his sleeve was suddenly pulled.
With pale cheeks, Wen Qing said softly, "Don't be impulsive."
"Don't kill..."
Yu Xing stared into Wen Qing's eyes, saw that he was serious, and said slowly: "All right, then let her live another day."
"Call her to open the door tomorrow night."
tomorrow night...
Knowing that the date of death is the scariest thing in advance, Li Siwen's face changed abruptly. She stared blankly at the air for a long while, her face twisted, and she said with a half-crying smile: "You can't vote for me, I, I'm not a guide , Wen Qing is..."
"You are still protecting him, sooner or later you will be killed by him, you will all die in his hands, everyone will die..."
Li Siwen was trembling, his wet hair stuck tightly to his high cheekbones, like a female ghost.
Her expression was very strange, Wen Qing pursed her lips tightly.
Li Siwen's calmness at the beginning was faked, just like Zhou Zhou...
They're crazier than ever...
Wen Qing was terrified, and the chill spread throughout his body, making his hands and feet icy cold.
Suddenly, his body was suspended in the air and was picked up by Yu Xing.
Wen Qing struggled subconsciously: "Put me down."
"Snapped-"
His ass was slapped hard.
Yu Xing said in a calm voice, "Don't move around, do you want to be fucked?"