Bing Nandong was also very panicked. If Fan Zhiyi found out that he was staring at him at this time, would Fan Zhiyi find it strange?
No, Fan Zhiyi's expression was clearly one of fear. What was he afraid of? Bing Nandong felt confused and uneasy, but he couldn't show it too obviously. He could only pretend to have just woken up and asked in a hoarse voice, "What's wrong?"
Fan Zhiyi stared at Bing Nandong's face. He had once admired this face as rare in heaven and earth. He had also envied his unparalleled cultivation and praised his righteous heart. But these... he was the male protagonist, he was Bing Nandong...
Fan Zhiyi clutched the quilt tightly and gritted his teeth. He was cheated, it was all fake.
This person is Bing Nandong. He wanted to tease them, so he disguised himself and got into the play.
And I, being such a fool, even reminded "Cen Jun" not to stand out and not to be targeted by the male protagonist... Damn "Cen Jun" is the male protagonist himself! What was Bing Nandong thinking at that time? I thought it was very funny and ridiculous...
The person who really wanted to kill him had actually been lurking beside him, watching him jump up and down like a clown.
Including the rescue at the beginning, that ghost was also created by Bing Nandong!
It's all fake! I was thinking about him, but he wanted to kill me!
Fan Zhiyi's chest was heaving violently with grief and anger. He stared at Bing Nandong with a look that made him unfamiliar. Fan Zhiyi had never looked at him like that before. This made Bing Nandong feel as if if he didn't do anything, this person would leave again, and he couldn't bear to go crazy again.
Finally, Fan Zhiyi spoke first: "You haven't slept yet?" His voice was a little cold.
"I'm used to sleeping with my eyes open." Bing Nandong lied without blushing or beating his heart, and lowered his voice to the softest and softest. "What's wrong with you?"
Fan Zhiyi didn't even want to expose him, so he pointed at himself and couldn't help laughing: "Me?" It would be strange if he could still sleep after finding out that he was a joker!
He exhaled, turned away, and put away his smile, trying to calm himself down. Looking at Bing Nandong again, he was afraid he would really rush up and punch the protagonist Bang Bang twice. He was addicted to role-playing, wasn't he? Why didn't he go and win an Oscar for Best Actor?
"I had a nightmare. I dreamed that you turned into a ghost and wanted to kill me. I guess the scene I saw before was too scary."
But… Fan Zhiyi suddenly felt deflated. He was so easily deceived. Who else could he deceive? A character like "Cen Jun" must be an important character in the book. Thinking about it carefully, isn't the protagonist the only one in the book who is good-looking, well-trained, and has leadership skills? The answer was so obvious: he was too stupid.
Fan Zhiyi's eyes felt a little sore. In the end, he was the only one who could be trusted. Forget it. They had only known each other for two days. If he was cheated, he was cheated.
Bing Nandong had a bad feeling when he heard this: "Dreams and reality are opposites."
"Oh." Fan Zhiyi looked at the red rope, and the more he looked at it, the more mixed emotions he felt. The male owner was already here, and the entire haunted house was built by him, so why did he have to do all these things? "I still feel uncomfortable with this rope tied all the time. Let's put it away. It shouldn't be a problem."
Bing Nandong was silent for a moment, then cast a spell: "I made it invisible. Without the power of the mind, its presence is close to zero."
"oh."
Bai Bai asked: "Host, are you okay?"
"Very good." Fan Zhiyi replied to Bai Bai in his heart, then said to Bing Nandong, "Continue to rest, tomorrow will be very busy."
It was indeed very busy. The protagonist was right next to him, looking for trouble for them. How could he not be busy? Fan Zhiyi lay down facing Bing Nandong with an extremely sad look on his face. He was completely unable to sleep now, his nerves were extremely tense.
Bing Nandong glanced at Fan Zhiyi, who seemed to wish he could embed himself into the wall, and felt a little strange. But considering what Fan Zhiyi said, he was timid by nature, and it was understandable that he was a little wary of himself after having such a dream. But why did he always encounter these things? There was no progress in his relationship with Fan Zhiyi.
"Host." Bai Bai knew Fan Zhiyi was in a bad mood, but it was a system, unable to empathize, and it deliberately poked at Fan Zhiyi's sore spot. "Didn't you recognize the male protagonist?"
"You told me the male lead's name is Bing Nandong!"
"Yes, this is also inferred from the data collected previously. After all, this novel has no name, only pseudonyms."
"Then he told me his name was Cen Jun!" Fan Zhiyi became furious when he mentioned it.
"...Host, the male protagonist must have his reasons for doing this."
"Nonsense! Isn't he just trying to take revenge on society?" Fan Zhiyi suddenly felt a little scared. He seemed to have been tricked into cursing the leader... Damn, why is he so unlucky? Why is he so unlucky? He will definitely die a miserable death in the future!
Fan Zhiyi sighed, his mind a blur. He even thought he wouldn't see the sun tomorrow. Oh, there was no daylight here; he couldn't see the sun in the first place. "System, please give me a quick death, so I can leave without such pain."
"Host, are you sad?"
"Can't you see? I'm scared. I think the hero is going to kill me!"
"Please rest assured, host, the male protagonist will not kill you."
Bai Bai's words cleared up some of Fan Zhiyi's confused mind. Yes, he would not be killed.
Fan Zhiyi frowned: "Bai Bai, I think the male protagonist treats me as a substitute." He didn't want to repeat the plot in those substitute novels - falling in love and killing each other with the male protagonist, killing and dying, dying and loving again, loving and dying again, over and over again endlessly.
“…”
"I probably won't die for now, at least not until the hero finds the next suitable replacement."
Bai Bai: "...Host, please maintain a positive and optimistic attitude towards this mission."
Fan Zhiyi was furious: "Isn't this fucking positive and optimistic?"
"...Host, please have a good rest tonight and cool down."
Rest? What kind of sleep is that? The person lying opposite him is the boss of the whole book!
Fan Zhiyi closed his eyes and tried his best to sense the movements of the male protagonist opposite him. He touched the dagger in his arms. This was given to him by the male protagonist. He didn't know how effective it would be. It was impossible for someone to give someone something that could hurt him, right?
Is the male protagonist asleep?
Fan Zhiyi didn't dare to open his eyes. He closed them tightly, fearing that he would see something he shouldn't have seen and be fired early and killed to silence him.
Bing Nandong could still stare at Fan Zhiyi, but he frowned, still unable to understand why Fan Zhiyi felt this way about him. It would be better to finish things here as soon as possible and start over.
The two of them lay in the same bed, both pretending to be asleep, but in reality neither was sleepy at all. One was savoring the bitterness of open love, the other too frightened to move. It was truly a dramatic scene.
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