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The days of filming in Hawaii passed quickly and were coming to an end before we knew it.

In the early morning, Xiao Ziyu was awakened by a cool touch. He shuddered subconsciously and grabbed the hand that was making trouble on his chest, "Snap!"

Yuan Heng held his wrist tightly, and kissed his red and swollen eyes helplessly: "Awake?"

After Meng Lang, he was always very patient, guarding people like a big-tailed wolf: "You need to apply medicine, otherwise it will be uncomfortable to put on clothes."

During this period, the crew's divided room was useless, and the terrace outside the window became a convenient passage for Yuan Heng. Sometimes, when the mess was too messy and he was too lazy to clean it up, he would just carry the person back to another room to rest. When Xiao Ziyu touched the fresh and clean bed sheets, he knew that they had changed places again last night.

This guy has completely different styles in and out of bed. He can pretend to be a gentleman on weekdays, but his domineering and strong nature is clearly revealed in bed. He turned over with a chill on his chest. He felt sleepy in the early morning and didn't want to talk.

In fact, there were many bruises and red marks not only on the chest, but also on other parts of the body. Yuan Heng knew that it was useless to make amends afterwards, so he held the person in his arms and kissed him gently. He wrapped his left hand around Xiao Ziyu's palm, and the platinum ring stuck to their intertwined fingertips.

The ring was chosen before she came. The common ones were too tacky and she didn't like them. In the end, Qi Huai found a boutique workshop in Switzerland, made an appointment in advance, and had it made quickly. Xiao Ziyu likes simplicity, so he didn't pick the style and chose the simplest one.

The person in his arms turned over, and Xiao Ziyu was facing him. His eyes were swollen, but his pupils were clear and bright, staring at him without blinking.

It is said that actors have affectionate eyes. Yuan Heng had seen this countless times, but he still felt his throat tighten when being stared at. After a long while, he surrendered silently: "I was wrong last night. I shouldn't have bitten you."

His eyes wavered, Xiao Ziyu was not happy with his confusion, "What's so good about a man's chest... You can't touch it with your mouth anymore."

Yuan Heng lowered his head and touched his nose to his: "Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

It's not that it's uncomfortable, it's just too hard to bear. Xiao Ziyu felt his face getting hot again when he recalled it. He avoided the topic and said, "My stomach is sore. Rub it for me."

Knowing that the other party was avoiding him, Yuan Heng really couldn't bear to force him. He covered his soft belly with his big hand: "It's all out, why is it sore?"

How to answer this? Xiao Ziyu pursed his lips and remained silent.

Yuan Heng thought it was cute, so he held her in his arms and put some strength in his hands, saying, "I heard that if you're pregnant..."

"Yuan Heng!" Xiao Ziyu tried to cover his mouth with a hoarse voice, but his outstretched wrist was easily grabbed by someone and locked back into the quilt.

Yuan Heng bit his lip and said vaguely: "It should be like this, understand?"

The two people who usually shine in front of the camera were now hiding under the quilt and saying sarcastic words. It was still early and the filming had reached its later stages, so the pace was gradually slowing down, enough time for people to stay in bed.

It was past ten o'clock when Xiao Ziyu came out of the room and ran into Xiao Jinchuan who had just returned from practicing martial arts.

My senior brother has always had a strict schedule. Even during filming, he would go to the beach to practice martial arts. After a week, he became a local sight. Every day, groups of foreigners followed him to practice Ba Duan Jin, and he even made the local news.

"You're getting up now?" Xiao Jinchuan glanced at him indifferently, not noticing anything unusual.

The door of Yuan Heng's room opposite also opened, and the big-tailed wolf said, "What a coincidence."

Xiao Ziyu felt uneasy, as if he had done something wrong, but he calmly went to the refrigerator to get some milk. They set out to shoot in the afternoon, their destination being a nearby haunted house.

We gathered in the hall after lunch, and everyone felt a little tired towards the end of the shoot. Andy lazily rested his head on Simon's thighs, not shying away from showing the bright red mark on his neck: "Good day, my friends."

Xiao Ziyu's eyes met his, and before he could say hello, he heard Andy excitedly say, "You must have made love last night, too!"

He has been experiencing multi-faceted cultural shocks during these days in Hawaii and has not yet fully adapted. Scholars are most afraid of straight balls. Xiao Ziyu's pupils dilated and he was speechless.

Simon covered his mouth and apologized, "He always speaks without restraint like this."

Yuan Heng took the stunned person into his arms and politely replied, "You guys are also very intense."

All the way from the hotel to the filming location, everyone in the car received indiscriminate cold stares from Xiao Jinchuan. Simon fearfully blocked Andy in a corner, fearing that he would be thrown out of the car.

The haunted house they were going to shoot was themed on the Black Death. Halloween had just passed and the heat had not yet died down, so the door was packed with people.

In order to restore the authenticity of the reality show, the production team did not clear the venue. When people were queuing, the previous wave of tourists had just come out, screaming in fear and looking pale.

"Is it really that scary?" Yuan Ye rubbed the goose bumps on his body, "I heard there are NPCs."

"Not only that, this haunted house is very famous in the local area," Andy said, "It is said that on Halloween, you have to sign a life and death agreement to enter. Although it is just to create an atmosphere, one year someone really lay in their coffin and was crushed to death due to a mechanical failure."

"After checking, everything was normal. No one knows why the tourist suddenly came out when the coffin closed automatically. It's hard to say what he really saw."

Yuan Ye felt his scalp tingling and stamped his feet hard: "Is it too late to quit now?"

Xiao Ziyu only understood half of their conversation. The entrance in front of him was dark. A thick curtain blocked his view and kept out the sunlight.

"Why don't we arrange the order of entry?" Simon suggested.

Xiao Jinchuan had no feelings towards these bull-headed ghosts, so he took the lead, and Xiao Ziyu was sandwiched between him and Yuan Heng. Yuan Ye grabbed his brother's clothes and held hands with Andy, while the tall and strong Simon followed behind.

"Our formation is absolutely a tank," Yuan Ye swallowed his saliva, "ghosts, ghosts will have to take a detour if they see it."

However, it was easier said than done. After entering the venue, the view darkened. A faint ethereal sound effect was heard. The corridor was almost pitch black, to the point where one could not see one's hand in front of one's face. Only a faint light was flickering in the room not far away.

Andy turned around and threw himself into Simon's arms. Yuan Ye's hands were empty and he subconsciously wanted to find his brother. However, when he reached out his hand, he felt a unique touch.

It looked like a thin gauze skirt, but the flesh underneath, which should have been warm, was stiff and cold, as if it had been dead for a long time.

“Ahhh…” Yuan Ye screamed as he backed away, squeezing Andy against Simon, “There’s something in front of me! Brother, brother!”

The three people in front also paused. They were walking faster and didn't feel anything unusual at all. Xiao Ziyu was not frightened by the atmosphere of the haunted house, but was frightened by Yuan Ye. His body suddenly stiffened, and Xiao Jinchuan subconsciously opened his arms: "What's going on?"

There was no space behind him, and Xiao Ziyu had already been pulled into Yuan Heng's arms. Then he heard the sound of footsteps. It was Yuan Ye who ran over regardless of anything and threw himself into Xiao Jinchuan's arms.

Xiao Jinchuan: "...Let go."

Yuan Ye refused to let go and cried out, "I won't! Brother Xiao, take me with you, or I will die!"

The formation was completely disrupted, and a group of people huddled together, walking towards the lighted room tremblingly.

It was like a completely enclosed laboratory, with an operating table in the middle. The white sheets were stained with blood, and a human figure could be vaguely seen. The doctors were lying on the ground in all directions, and everything on the operating table had disappeared.

The light was flickering, and Yuan Ye had no courage to look around. He kept his head down and huddled beside Xiao Jinchuan. Xiao Ziyu could still observe the words smeared in blood on the wall, most of which were threats and curses, and there were no substantial clues.

This is a completely enclosed room.

"We need to find clues and get out." Yuan Ye trembled and lowered his head, "Then we need to ask the production team to pay more money to compensate me for my mental damages."

At this moment, he was caught off guard and looked into a pair of bloodshot eyes.

It was a purple and black head.

Even though he knew it was fake, no one could escape the fear in his heart in this atmosphere. Yuan Ye kicked his head off and turned around to pounce on Xiao Jinchuan: "Ahhhhh——"

As the skull rolled away, a muffled sound came from the wall, and a door slowly opened.

Everyone: “…”

Yuan Ye: "That head is the clue!!"

Yuan Heng stepped in first. He had a headache from the noise and wanted to finish the filming as soon as possible. Maybe he would have time to take Xiao Ziyu out for Western food in the evening.

Yuan Ye and Andy also rushed into the corridor and left the room. Xiao Jinchuan and Xiao Ziyu lagged behind in case there were any other missed clues, and Simon stayed behind.

The corridor returned to darkness again. Xiao Ziyu turned his head and suddenly a red light appeared on the originally dark wall. The real NPC behind the glass window roared and bared its fangs.

Screams suddenly rang out all around. He took a few steps back calmly, but was frightened by the sudden attack. He subconsciously reached forward and tried to grab Yuan Heng's arm.

However, there was nothing ahead.

Xiao Ziyu was startled and asked, "Yuan Heng?"

No one responded.

Xiao Jinchuan noticed something was wrong and walked over to him: "What's wrong?"

Xiao Ziyu's voice trembled a little: "Yuan Heng is missing."

At this moment, Andy also screamed: "Simon is gone too! He was at the back!"

Xiao Jinchuan gathered a few people behind him and said, "They must have been taken away by the NPC. Let's keep going forward."

The calm and slightly cool voice undoubtedly became a great tranquilizer. Andy and Yuan Ye hung on him on each side and refused to let go.

Xiao Jinchuan had only taught obedient students like Xiao Ziyu, so he basically didn't have to worry about anything. He had no experience in taking care of naughty children, so he could only carry two children forward without any hesitation.

After walking through the corridor and entering the morgue, they were shocked by the paleness of the scene. They had to walk through rows of beds and could vaguely see the stiff bulges under the quilts.

Yuan Ye tried to stay away from these strange beds: "Usually in this situation, someone will suddenly sit up from the bed."

Before he finished speaking, Xiao Ziyu said sternly, "Lower your head!"

Everyone bent down reflexively, and the female ghost controlled by gears floated over their heads. Yuan Ye patted his chest with lingering fear. If he put all his attention on the bed, he might have a close dance with this beautiful pale lady.

The female ghost failed after her first attempt and turned around and tried again. Several people screamed and ran out of the room. At this time, Xiao Ziyu suddenly heard a panting sound next to him.

He turned his head, and as expected, he came face to face with a man with cracked eye sockets, eyeballs hanging out, and the corners of his mouth almost pulled behind his ears. The man growled in his throat and uttered a few hoarse English words.

Xiao Ziyu didn't understand: "?"

NPC: “…”

He then realized that Xiao Ziyu's psychological endurance was too strong, so he decisively hid in the darkness, and suddenly appeared in front of Andy.

Andy was so scared that he started crying, crying and shouting, "Give Simon back to me! I will fight you ah ah ah——"

The NPC must have encountered this situation more than once. He reacted extremely quickly and took a step back. His agility was so quick that it was heartbreaking.

Finally, when everyone was exhausted, they arrived at the last room: the Room of Judgment.

Souls that died of illness will be judged here. The room is filled with coffins of different sizes. An NPC disguised as a fallen angel guides: "Your companions are in these coffins. You only have two chances to choose. If you don't choose, they will be left here forever."

Even though it was just a requirement of the scene, everyone inevitably became nervous. Coupled with the previous coffin story, Andy shouted, "Simon!"

As expected, no one responded.

Andy closed his eyes, made the sign of the cross on his chest, raised his head and prayed, then tremblingly said, "I choose number 7."

The angel of judgment deliberately drew out his tone: "Oh? Are you sure?"

"The 7th is the day we're together, it's Simon and I's lucky day," Andy said. "I'm sure of it."

The coffins opened and Simon actually sat up from coffin number 7. His usually meticulous hairstyle was messed up, and before he could tidy it up, Andy had already pounced on him and hugged him.

"Dear, wuwuwu..." Andy burst into tears and sobbed, "I thought I would never see you again."

Simon reached out and ruffled his curly hair, smiling and saying, "They actually asked me to choose the coffin myself. It was probably to test our chemistry. I knew you would make the right choice. My best match."

Hearing this, Yuan Ye immediately looked at Xiao Ziyu: "Brother Xiao, do you and my brother have any secret agreement? Guess which one my brother will choose?"

Xiao Ziyu pondered for a while, then spread his hands and said, "No."

Yuan Ye: "...It's over. I said my brother is not romantic enough. At the critical moment, there is not even a clue to save him."

Before he finished speaking, Xiao Ziyu next to him pointed at one of the largest and tallest coffins and said, "I choose this one."

Yuan Ye's eyes widened: "Xiao, Brother Xiao, did you choose blindly? How about reconsidering it? I think my brother can still be saved."

NPC ignored his question and repeated the same words to Xiao Ziyu: "Are you sure? If you make the wrong choice, your friends will be left here forever."

Xiao Ziyu nodded and did not change his mind.

The coffin opened with a rumble, and there was no movement for a while. Yuan Ye gradually became petrified: "It's over."

The next second, when the coffin lid was completely opened, Yuan Heng sat up slowly, frowning slightly, obviously feeling uncomfortable.

Even Xiao Jinchuan looked sideways at this, and Yuan Ye was shocked: "Brother Xiao, how did you know he would choose this?!"

"Because this one is the largest and most spacious," Xiao Ziyu said halfway, and the second half of the sentence overlapped with Yuan Heng's voice:

"He'll definitely choose the most comfortable place to stay - some crappy place where you can't stretch your legs."

Compared to Andy and Simon, they were much calmer. Yuan Heng climbed out of the coffin, opened his arms and said, "You won't even give me a hug?"

Xiao Ziyu walked over reluctantly and stopped in front of him. Yuan Heng reached out to hold him in his arms and was surprised to find that the person in his arms was shaking a little.

He asked in surprise: "Nanzhu?"

The calmness he had managed to maintain all the way finally collapsed, and Xiao Ziyu gasped softly: "It's a bit scary in there."

Yuan Heng tightened his arms: "Are you still afraid of this?"

Xiao Ziyu almost stuck to his chest and still nodded.

Yuan Heng was in no position to control him, so he spread out his coat and wrapped him tightly, holding Xiao Ziyu against his chest, bowed his head and apologized: "I'm sorry..."

Before he could finish his words, Xiao Ziyu tilted his head back and kissed him on the chin. With her back to the camera, no one noticed. After the kiss, she looked away as if nothing had happened: "Much better."

Yuan Heng lived two lifetimes and finally tasted the heart-wrenching first love. He wished he could hug the person outside the camera and kiss her openly.

"Is this the Chinese way of flirting?" Andy's eyes widened. "Too hot."

Coming out of the haunted house, the clouds in the sky were painted with a layer of magnificence by the sunset.

Xiao Ziyu looked into the distance and murmured, "I never thought it would be like this..."

Yuan Heng lowered his head and rubbed his cheek: "What's wrong?"

"Walking with you on the streets of a foreign country like this," Xiao Ziyu held his fingertips, always feeling that this beauty didn't seem real.

"We still have a lot of places to go," Yuan Heng stood shoulder to shoulder with him, "to go diving in Southeast Asia, to see the Northern Lights in Iceland, to live in an unknown village in southern France, and to see the sun shining through the church spire in the early morning."

These were things Xiao Ziyu had never heard of. He slightly side-glanced at the tall figure beside him: "And then?"

"Then I will wake you up," Yuan Heng said with a smile in his eyes, "and tell you that I love you."