Zhou Zhou's tone was gentle, but his eyes were still gloomy and without light.
Wen Qing became even more frightened.
I'm afraid of you...
His lips trembled slightly, and he didn't dare to say this out loud. Once he said it, he didn't know what Zhou Zhou would do.
Zhou Zhou gradually put more force on Wen Qing's shoulder, and his voice was faintly angry: "Wen Qing, I'm asking you."
Wen Qing pinched her palms tightly, tears streaming out like beads from a broken string.
He didn't cry out loud, but just opened his eyes wide and shed tears quietly. His eyes and nose were red from crying, as if he had suffered a great injustice.
Zhou Zhou frowned, feeling a little helpless for a moment. After a long while, he slowly raised his hand, gently patted Wen Qing's head, and comforted her stiffly: "Don't be afraid."
Wen Qing looked up with tearful eyes.
He blinked away the tears in his eyes, only to see Zhou Zhou's expression slightly unnatural, and he said slowly: "I will protect you."
The scared person tells himself that he will protect you...
This is even more terrifying.
Wen Qing cried for a moment, then cried even harder.
Seeing this, Zhou Zhou's face became increasingly gloomy, and he glanced at the bedroom next to him.
This is Sikong's bedroom.
He lowered his voice and said, "Did Sikong bully you too?"
"No," Wen Qing shook his head quickly. After a long while, he sobbed and said, "You, you let me calm down alone..."
Zhou Zhou frowned: "Go back to the bedroom and calm down."
“It’s not safe here.”
The bedroom is not safe either...
Wen Qing opened his mouth and wanted to speak, but saw Zhou Zhou turn around and slowly bend his knees.
"I'll carry you."
"No need." Wen Qing took a step back.
Zhou Zhou tilted his head to look at him, his eyes flickering: "Do you want to hug me?"
"No!" Wen Qing said with tears in her eyes, stuttering, "I, I can walk on my own."
He insisted on walking by himself. Zhou Zhou did not force him. He just followed Wen Qing closely like a ghost. Every time Wen Qing took a step, he followed.
Wen Qing returned to the bedroom in fear, listening anxiously to the noise behind him.
Zhou Zhou followed him into the bedroom, and with a click, the bedroom door was closed and locked.
"You read all night in the study last night," Zhou Zhou said.
Wen Qing's heart skipped a beat: "I, I..."
"You're trying really hard to find clues."
As soon as Zhou Zhou finished speaking, Wen Qing felt someone patting his head gently again. The other person was comforting him.
Wen Qing was stunned.
Zhou Zhou whispered, "It's still early, go to bed and get some rest."
"I'll take care of the rest."
What to solve?
Wen Qing tilted his head and met Zhou Zhou's dark eyes.
He quickly looked away, climbed onto the bed, got into the quilt, and wrapped himself tightly.
"I, I slept."
Wen Qing was very glad that Zhou Zhou just wanted him to sleep and rest, but he was so nervous at the moment that he couldn't sleep at all.
He curled up in the quilt, pressing his hands, feet and head tightly against the corners of the quilt until he could hardly breathe. Then he used his hands to make a small hole and breathe some fresh air.
After an unknown amount of time, Wen Qing slowly moved.
He felt that at least two hours had passed, and he hadn't heard any news from Zhou Zhou. Did he leave a long time ago?
Wen Qing carefully lifted the quilt and faced Zhou Zhou's face directly.
There was no expression on Zhou Zhou's face, his lips were pressed into a straight line, his eyes were gloomy, and he just stared at him straight.
Wen Qing almost had a heart attack and wished he hadn't opened his eyes.
Zhou Zhou stood motionless beside the bed for so long? !
Wen Qing swallowed nervously.
As if seeing his surprise and nervousness, Zhou Zhou blinked and explained, "I was worried that Yu Xing would come over suddenly, so I stayed by your side the whole time."
Wen Qingxin thought, you are much more terrifying than Yu Xing.
Zhou Zhou: "Are you awake yet?"
I didn't sleep.
Wen Qing nodded slowly.
Zhou Zhou raised the corner of his mouth: "Then we can start talking about business."
Wen Qing's heart trembled: "What's the matter?"
Zhou Zhou sat down beside the bed and stared into his eyes: "Wen Qing, can we cast Yu Xing tonight?"
"Sikong agrees to follow the vote. With three votes, we can vote Yu Xing out tonight."
Throw it out...
Wen Qing's hands and feet were cold as she realized that Zhou Zhou didn't actually think that Yu Xing was a guide, he just simply wanted Yu Xing to open the door and let him die.
Wen Qing lowered his head and said nothing. Suddenly, his collar was pulled down and his shoulders felt slightly cold.
He raised his hand instinctively, and the next second, his wrist was tightly grasped by Zhou Zhou, making him unable to move.
"Don't move, I'll help you apply the medicine." Zhou Zhou said.
Wen Qing tilted his head and saw the bruise on his right shoulder. It had healed a little, but the half-blue and half-purple color was still a little creepy on his fair skin.
He pursed his lips and whispered, "Don't bother."
Zhou Zhou narrowed his eyes and asked in a low voice: "Do you not want to apply the medicine, or do you not want to trouble me?"
"Do you still want to go find Ji Yu to apply medicine?"
"Wen Qing, they can all do it, but I can't?"
Zhou Zhou's voice gradually became lower and more eerie.
Wen Qing felt pain on his wrist, and in the blink of an eye, a red mark appeared.
He didn't expect that such a trivial matter as applying medicine could arouse Zhou Zhou's jealousy, and he hurriedly said stumblingly: "You, you apply..."
"I, I just don't want to trouble you."
I agreed to apply the medicine and also explained that I didn't want to cause any trouble.
Zhou Zhou's complexion gradually improved. He picked up the medicinal wine, poured it into his palm, and slowly placed it on Wen Qing's shoulders.
It felt cold and a little painful, and Wen Qing couldn't help but hiss.
Zhou Zhou applied light force, feeling the delicate skin on his palm, and swirled it slowly: "Bear with it, it will be finished soon."
Wen Qing lowered her eyes and twisted the corner of the quilt unconsciously with her hands.
Even though Zhou Zhou was a little abnormal now, the force he applied when rubbing the medicinal wine was very gentle, and it only hurt a little bit. Wen Qing was able to bear it, and even her eyes didn't get red.
Zhou Zhou’s palms are warm, with the warmth of a human being.
After applying the medicine, Wen Qing was mentally prepared.
He mustered up the courage to ask, "Zhou Zhou, do you feel that your emotions are not right?"
"Teacher Ji and I found a clue today..."
Before he could finish his words, Zhou Zhou threw the medicinal wine to the ground fiercely and shouted angrily: "You just don't want to be sentenced to death, right?"
"Wen Qing, he treats you like this, aren't you angry?!"
"Or do you have Stockholm syndrome? Are you in love with Yu Xing?"
Wen Qing couldn't understand Zhou Zhou's logic. Seeing him suddenly furious, she hurriedly and carefully explained: "I, I'm angry."
"But, but the most important thing now is to clear the customs, not to kill each other."
Wen Qing tried to reason with Zhou Zhou, but Zhou Zhou turned a deaf ear and became increasingly insane.
Zhou Zhou stared at the bruises on Wen Qing's shoulders: "If you like that, I can do that too."
He took a step forward, put one knee on the bed, and slowly moved closer to Wen Qing.
Wen Qing opened her eyes wide in fear, and was frightened by Zhou Zhou to the point of stiffness: "I, I don't like it..."
Just before Zhou Zhou reached out to grab him, the bedroom door suddenly opened with a click.
Wen suddenly regained his strength. Without a second thought, he rolled out of bed, rushed to the door, grabbed the man's sleeve, and choked up and shouted, "Teacher."
Ji Yu stood in front of him, glanced at Zhou Zhou, and said in a deep voice: "Zhou Zhou, calm down first."
"Wen Qing... I'll take you away first."
After saying that, he gently closed the bedroom door.
Zhou Zhou rushed to the door and pulled the door handle hard.
The door is not open.
Wen Qing stood outside the door, staring blankly at the slightly shaking wooden door: "Teacher, he, he can't come out?"
Ji Yu nodded and said casually, "The door lock is broken."
"Let's go downstairs first. I'll cook."
Wen Qing's mind was a little confused, and without thinking too much, he followed Ji Yu downstairs.
On the table on the first floor, there were three dishes and a soup, steaming, looking like they had just been prepared.
Ji Yu handed Wen Qing the bowl and chopsticks, and before he could ask, he said calmly: "I wanted to call you to eat, but I happened to see what happened just now."
Wen Qing lowered his head and thanked him softly, "Thank you, teacher."
Ji Yu said gently, "Sit down and eat first."
Wen nodded lightly, his hands and feet still a little stiff and cold. After a long while, he picked up the bowl and chopsticks and ate slowly.
Halfway through eating, he raised his eyes and asked in a low voice: "Teacher, am I the only one eating?"
“What about the others?
Ji Yu chuckled and said, "Everyone else has already eaten. This amount of food should be enough for you, right?"
"That's enough." Wen nodded, closed his mouth, and ate slowly.
Just after finishing their meal, Li Siwen and Yu Xing walked down the stairs one after another.
Li Siwen followed behind Yu Xing, whispering something.
Her voice was so soft that Wen Qing couldn't hear it.
Unexpectedly, Wen Qing suddenly found that Li Siwen was no longer targeting him.
Li Siwen walked into the living room and when she saw him, her expression was calm, without any anger from the morning. She moved her lips as if she wanted to say something to him, but quickly looked away, looking a little embarrassed.
Wen Qing was surprised and thought, the teacher is worthy of being a teacher, he could actually calm Li Siwen down.
In that case, Zhouzhou would be okay too, right?
Suddenly, Ji Yu raised his index finger and tapped the table: "Wen Qing, can you put these bowls back in the kitchen?"
"OK."
Wen Qing responded and walked into the kitchen with the dishes.
Yu Xing glanced at Ji Yu and followed him into the kitchen.
Wen Qing had just put the dishes in the sink and turned on the faucet when he heard Yu Xing coming in humming a little tune.
The tune was very familiar. Wen Qing listened for a while and realized it was a nursery rhyme about finding a friend. Goosebumps instantly appeared on her skin.
He couldn't help but turn around and look at Yu Xing.
Yu Xing was wearing a white bathrobe today, leaning lazily against the wall. He casually took an orange from the refrigerator, threw it into the air, caught it, and threw it into the air again.
Not eating, just playing.
As if sensing Wen Qing's gaze, Yu Xing turned his head and asked knowingly, "What's wrong?"
Wen Qing turned off the faucet, hesitated for a while, pursed his lips and asked: "Did you know the new clue a long time ago?"
Yu Xing threw the orange and asked, "What new clues?"
Wen Qing said slowly: "Even in this villa, everyone's mood will become abnormal."
Yu Xing paused and raised his eyelids: "Did you find out?"
"That shouldn't be the case. When did your brain become so sharp?"
Wen Qing pursed his lips and muttered softly: "You are not smart."
Yu Xing didn't pay attention to this sentence and asked: "Who told you?"
Wen Qing told the truth: "This morning, the teacher and I saw the book together, but Si Kong found it."
Yu Xing sneered and said in a dragging voice: "I don't know, no one told me."
"Tell me, how did Ji Yu tell you?"
Wen Qing did not hide anything and told the truth: "The teacher said that there is something wrong with this villa. It will affect everyone's emotions and psychological state and make people corrupt."
"Villa?" Yu Xing raised his eyebrows, as if he had heard some big joke.
He raised the corner of his mouth and tilted his head to look at Wen Qing: "I say, you little fool..."
"Do you believe anyone's words?"
Wen Qing frowned. Does this mean that the teacher is lying?
Or does it mean that Sikong gave false clues?
He was a little confused: "Isn't everyone's goal to leave here?"
“Why do you want to lie?”
"Who said I came here to complete the game?" Yu Xing shook his head and said nonchalantly, "I came here to enjoy the game."
Wen Qing complained in his heart, "Because you are sick."
"So what you mean is—"
Before he could finish his words, Yu Xing interrupted him: "Have you ever thought about why there are only divine tablets and ordinary humans? And not others?"
Wen Qing was a little confused: "Isn't this the rule of the game?"
Yu Xing asked again: "Why is it this rule?"
Wen Qing recalled the words in the book and asked tentatively, "Because God favors young humans the most?"
Yu Xing walked up to him and asked lazily, "And then?"
Then……
Wen Qing thought about it and tried to analyze: "We seven human cards are all very young, and we are the race most favored by God, so we are ordinary humans."
"The reason why you three are divine cards..."
He raised his eyes, stared at Yu Xing, and said with reason:
"It's because I'm too old."
“…”
Yu Xing's smile froze on his face.
The analysis is very good. I am not allowed to analyze it again next time.
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