Wen Qing was so scared that he was shaking all over and his eyes were red and wet.
He choked up and said, "Zhou, Zhou Zhou, don't be like this..."
"I'm afraid..."
Feeling his body trembling, Zhou Zhou slowly turned his head and looked at Wen Qing.
He bent his legs, grabbed the corner of his clothes tightly, and used so much force with his hands that his fingertips turned white.
"Don't, don't touch me..."
Wen Qing's voice was tearful and sounded wet and sticky.
An indescribable emotion rose in Zhou Zhou's heart. He looked at Wen Qing solemnly and suddenly understood Yu Xing's psychology.
Want to bully him...
I want to make him cry...
I want him to only see me...
Wen Qing felt the hand on his waist stop moving. His eyelashes trembled and he raised his eyes with tears in his eyes.
After seeing Zhou Zhou's expression, he hiccupped in fear and his tears flowed even more violently.
A few tears fell on Zhou Zhou's hand. He lowered his eyes and stared at the water droplets on the back of his hand.
Under the dim light, the tears are crystal clear.
Tears shed 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, put 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 something delicious.
Wen Qing didn't dare to speak and tried hard not to cry out loud.
This is too perverted...
Seeing the fear in his eyes, Zhou Zhou suddenly smiled and said in a hoarse voice: "Wen Qing, I'm not gay."
Wen Qing couldn't help but whimper.
He thought to himself, you are not gay, you are a pervert.
This is worse than being gay...
Zhou Zhou reached out and gently pushed the hair that was sticking to Wen Qing's cheek behind her ear.
He slowly said the second half of the sentence: "But I want to try it now."
Wen Qing opened her eyes wide and stared at him in a daze.
"You should taste... very sweet." Zhou Zhou raised the corners of his lips and smiled with curved eyebrows, the same smile he had when he first met him on the rooftop of Fang's building.
Wen Qing was so frightened that her heart was trembling.
Zhouzhou now is even more terrifying than yesterday.
He looks like a sunny boy, but his inner self is completely different.
Zhou Zhou raised his hand, wiped the tears from his face with his thumb, and said with a smile: "Why are you so scared?"
"Don't cry," he comforted softly, slowly saying, "Aren't we supposed to cooperate and clear the level together?"
Wen Qing's lips trembled slightly, and she was so scared that she couldn't even utter a single syllable.
Suddenly, footsteps were heard at the door.
Wen Qing didn't even have the strength to turn his head to see who it was.
Not long after, he was pulled up by a great force, and a familiar figure stood in front of him.
Ji Yu stood between Wen Qing and Zhou Zhou, protecting Wen Qing with his hands, frowning, and said, "Zhou Zhou, calm down first, Wen Qing..."
Hearing the word "Wen Qing", Zhou Zhou interrupted: "Teacher Ji, I am very calm."
Seeing his calm appearance, Ji Yu lowered the corners of his lips slightly and continued along with Zhou Zhou's words: "Wen Qing is timid, don't scare him on purpose."
Zhou Zhou's gaze slowly fell from Ji Yu's arm to Wen Qing who he was protecting.
He blinked and sighed softly: "Teacher Ji, you also take good care of Wen Qing..."
Ji Yu said calmly: "I am a teacher and I take good care of each of you."
He tilted his head to look at Wen Qing and asked, "What happened?"
Wen Qing was crying and couldn't speak at all.
Seeing this, Ji Yu said to Zhou Zhou: "Wen Qing is very scared now, you two should not be alone together."
"I'll take Wen Qing away first."
After saying that, Ji Yu took Wen Qing out of the study.
Zhou Zhou stood there and sneered, "So hypocritical."
When Wen Qing's back was out of sight, he turned around, looked at the wall of books, and whispered, "Are you looking for a completely white book..."
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It wasn't until he reached the stairs that Wen Qing's brain started to work.
He just sat down on the steps, lowered his head and cried.
After a while, seeing that Ji Yu had not left yet, Wen Qing sobbed and said, "Teacher, thank you, thank you."
Ji Yu handed him a pack of tissues and asked gently, "What happened just now?"
"Zhou Zhou seems to have returned to his previous state, but it's a little strange."
Wen Qing clenched the tissue and shook her head: "I don't know either."
Ji Yu lowered her head, watching him cry until his neck turned pink, and whispered, "Why are you so fond of crying?"
Wen Qing choked up and said, "Teacher, don't worry about me. I'll be fine after crying for a while."
He was so scared just now that he couldn't stop crying now.
After crying for a while, Wen Qing finally came to her senses and her emotions gradually calmed down.
His eyes were sore from crying, and he thought that he would not cry again for a while.
He felt like his tears were almost dried up.
"Would you like a cup of hot milk?" Ji Yu asked.
Wen Qing shook his head: "No, thank you teacher."
"I have no appetite right now."
Ji Yu hummed, half-closed his eyes, and looked towards the study calmly.
Wen Qing raised her head and looked at his perfect jawline. After a moment of hesitation, she asked softly, "Um... Teacher, was it you who covered me with a blanket when I slept in the study last time?"
"Not me."
Ji Yu tilted his head to look at him, raised his eyes slightly, and acted a little surprised: "What's wrong?"
Wen Qing explained slowly: "I thought you covered it for me..."
He returned the blanket to Ji Yu and thanked her, and Ji Yu said you're welcome.
No matter how Wen Qing thought about it, he felt that Ji Yu's meaning at that time was that there was no need to be polite about covering himself with a blanket.
"Really?" Ji Yu paused, smiled, and said softly, "I thought you wanted me to help put things away."
"I'm sorry for causing you to misunderstand."
Wen Qing quickly said: "Teacher, you don't have to apologize. I was just thinking about it."
After saying that, his eyelids twitched. He had heard the word "sorry" from Ji Yu many times.
When I pressed my wound, wasted an opportunity to ask a question, scared him, etc...
These were obviously two ordinary words, but Wen Qing suddenly felt a sense of disobedience.
He couldn't help but replay Yu Xing's words in his mind.
If what Yu Xing said was true...
If the teacher had been lying to them the whole time...
Wen Qing felt a chill down his spine.
Could the person who deliberately manipulated the game and made others go crazy or die be the teacher?
Ji Yu said, "It's getting late, do you want to go to bed?"
Wen Qing shook his head: "I'm not sleepy yet, are you sleepy, teacher?"
Ji Yu smiled and said, "I'm not sleepy, I'm just worried about your health."
He had a gentle and elegant smile on his face, like a perfect teacher who cares about his students.
Suddenly Wen Qing finally remembered what was wrong.
That day, Ji Yu did not show any doubt and voted for Gong Yunyun.
If he was really the same as he looked, why would he vote for Gong Yunyun so calmly?
Could it be that Chen Yiyi’s vote was also cast by Ji Yu?
Wen Qing clutched his palms tightly, and Ji Yu's voice rang in his ears again.
He tilted his head. Ji Yu stood beside him, smiling: "What are you thinking about? You were so absorbed in it that you didn't even hear me calling you."
Wen Qing pursed his lips, hesitated for a moment, and asked directly: "Teacher, who did you vote for just now?"
Ji Yu looked at him twice and said calmly, "I voted for Yu Xing."
This answer was unexpected, and Wen Qing was stunned: "Huh?"
Ji Yu explained: "The fact that the divine tablet was not a guide was just our speculation at the beginning and we couldn't be sure."
"Before the vote, I saw Yu Xing and Li Siwen talking alone, and they talked about something about Chen Yiyi..."
Speaking of Chen Yiyi, he sighed: “In short, Yu Xing is very suspicious, so I voted for him.”
"So when I asked the question, I asked the system about the God Tablet, and only then did I confirm that the God Tablet would not be the guide."
Wen Qing nodded slowly and asked, "But teacher, don't you and Yu Xing know each other?"
Ji Yu sighed softly and said slowly: "You can know a person's face but not his heart."
The implication is that there is something wrong with Yu Xing.
Wen Qing's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she looked at the dark floor tiles and began to count the votes.
Yu Xing had two votes and Chen Yiyi had three votes.
If the teacher is telling the truth, then Yu Xing's other vote should have been cast by Zhou Zhou?
So it was Yu Xing, Li Siwen and Si Kong who surrendered to Chen Yiyi?
Sikong...
Wen Qing pursed his lips, but Zhou Zhou also said that Si Kong would follow him to surrender to Yu Xing...
Wen Qing's mind was in a mess and he didn't know who to trust.
After a while, he slowly stood up and said to Ji Yu: "Teacher, I have something to do on the third floor."
After saying that, Wen Qing grabbed the stair railing and went upstairs step by step.
When he reached the third floor, he looked down and saw that Ji Yu did not follow him upstairs, but walked into the corridor on the second floor.
Wen Qing withdrew his gaze and walked straight forward.
Sikong's bedroom was at the deepest part. Just as he reached the door, another door suddenly opened.
"Are you looking for Sikong?" Li Siwen asked while standing at the door.
She looked haggard, with wet hair disheveled, and it looked like she had just taken a shower.
Seeing that there was no obvious hostility or hatred on her face and that she seemed to have calmed down, Wen Qing nodded in response.
Li Siwen pulled the corner of his mouth and said to him: "Sikong is not in the room, he is on the first floor."
Wen Qing was stunned for a moment: "Okay, thank you."
"Well, you're welcome." Li Siwen responded softly.
Wen Qing turned around and went downstairs. Hearing the door closing, he tilted his head and saw that Li Siwen did not go back to the room, but followed him downstairs.
Wen Qing didn't think much about it. There was no one in the living room on the first floor, so he went straight to the kitchen.
There is no kitchen and no bathroom.
Wen Qing was a little puzzled and went back to the living room to ask Li Siwen.
Li Siwen was seen standing in front of the reddish-brown door, staring at the round door knocker.
"Um..." Wen Qing asked in a low voice, "Is Sikong really on the first floor?"
Li Siwen nodded: "I just saw him on the first floor. Is he on the second floor now?"
She turned around and saw Wen Qing was about to go to the second floor, so she quickly said, "Wait a minute, come over and take a look first."
Wen Qing looked at her suspiciously.
Li Siwen pointed at the door knocker and said, "There seems to be something written on this door knocker. We didn't notice it before."
Hearing the clue, Wen Qing walked over quickly.
He didn't dare get too close to the door and stopped two meters away.
Li Siwen said, "It's so far away, you can't see clearly."
Wen Qing pursed her lips and whispered, "I'm not nearsighted, I can see it."
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 spotlessly clean, without even a scratch, let alone any marks on it.
"It seems there is nothing on it..."
Before he could utter the last word, he felt a chill on his arm.
Li Siwen walked to his side at some point, and the water from his wet hair dripped onto Wen Qing's hands.
Wen Qing retracted his hand and asked, "Where is the word you mentioned? I didn't see it."
Li Siwen forced 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 moved straight towards the door knocker.
Wen Qing's pupils suddenly shrank and he instinctively stepped back, but Li Siwen was unexpectedly strong and pulled him forward one meter.
"It's you, I know it's you..." Li Siwen muttered to himself with a crazy look.
She held Wen Qing's hand tightly and approached the door knocker.
"Open the door, open the door for me!"
Just before Wen Qing was about to touch the door knocker, a cold wind blew past and Li Siwen suddenly fell to the ground.
Before Wen Qing knew what was happening, he was grabbed by the collar and carried two meters away from the door.
"I say...how can you be so stupid?" Yu Xing's voice sounded above his head.
"Can this be cheated?"
Wen Qing turned his head in a daze, and Yu Xing's enlarged handsome face came close to him, almost touching his nose.
Yu Xing's eyes were filled with anger, but his tone was still smiling: "She is so mean, why don't we let her open the door?"
Although it was a question, Yu Xing did not intend to wait for Wen Qing's answer.
He glanced at the red mark on Wen Qing's wrist, then walked sideways towards Li Siwen who was sitting against the wall.
Li Siwen also heard what Yu Xing said. She crawled back and looked at Yu Xing in fear: "I, I am not a guide..."
Yu Xing sneered and said nonchalantly: "I didn't say you were a 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 trembling, trying to get away from Yu Xing.
Yu Xing had just taken a step when his sleeve was suddenly pulled.
Wen Qing's cheeks turned pale, and she said softly, "Don't be impulsive."
“Don’t kill anyone…”
Yu Xing stared into Wen Qing's eyes, and seeing that he was serious, he said slowly, "Okay, let her live one more day."
"Vote for her to open the door tomorrow night."
Tomorrow night...
Knowing the date of death in advance is the most terrifying thing. Li Siwen's face changed suddenly. She stared blankly at the air. After a while, her face twisted and she said with a smile and tears: "You can't vote for me. I, I am not the 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 shivering, her wet hair stuck to her high cheekbones, making her look like a female ghost.
Her expression was not right, and Wen Qing pursed her lips.
Li Siwen's initial calmness was fake, just like Zhou Zhou...
They are even crazier than before...
Wen Qing felt a chill down his spine, as waves of coldness spread throughout his body, freezing his hands and feet.
Suddenly, his body was suspended in the air and was lifted up by Yu Xing.
Wen Qing struggled subconsciously: "Put me down."
“Pah—”
He got slapped hard on the butt.
Yu Xing said in a calm voice: "Don't move, do you want to be fucked?"
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