Wen Qing subconsciously took a step back and looked at Zhou Zhou warily.
Seeing this, Zhou Zhou asked again: "Don't you want to know?"
Wen Qing wanted to know, but didn't dare to speak.
He was afraid that if he said something wrong, Zhou Zhou would go crazy.
He pursed his lips, which stung slightly.
The wound on his lip opened again, and the blood dyed his lips bright red, adding a touch of color to his pale cheeks.
Zhou Zhou stared at the wound and pretended to be surprised: "What happened to Qingqing's mouth?"
"Did you bite it accidentally?"
"Or..." His smile got bigger, his eyebrows curved, "Who bit you?"
Wen Qing was very scared of Zhou Zhou's appearance.
The more Zhou Zhou laughed, the more frightened he became, and he hurriedly distanced himself from her.
Zhou Zhou stood there without moving closer, admiring his panicked expression. After a moment, he smiled and said, "I know even if Qingqing doesn't say it."
"It must be Yu Xing."
"He is so mean, how could he bite you..."
Half of Zhou Zhou's face was covered in shadow. His words seemed to be a rebuke, but the corners of his mouth were raised, with an indescribable weirdness.
Wen Qing's eyelashes trembled and his face was pale.
He shouldn't have come to the study alone, he should have looked for...
Who should I look for?
The faces of Yu Xing, the teacher, and Si Kong flashed quickly in my mind.
The other few don’t seem to be any good people either.
Wen Qing couldn't help but feel a sour nose.
He wasn't playing the game at all; he was being played.
Zhou Zhou looked at the watery light in his eyes with fascination, smiled, and asked, "Qingqing, why are you afraid of me?"
He said puzzledly: "I didn't do anything to you."
Wen Qing shrank back and thought, you didn’t do that?
It was obviously too late.
Seeing his thoughts, Zhou Zhou laughed out loud: "Two days later... um, the day after tomorrow."
"We can leave here the day after tomorrow."
"Qingqing, the game officially begins now."
Wen Qing's heart skipped a beat.
The day after tomorrow? Zhou Zhou could tell the time so clearly...
It’s over, Zhou Zhou should really know the answer to the level.
Wen Qing didn't dare to imagine what he would do or what he would do to her.
Zhou Zhou hummed softly: "Searching, searching, searching, I found a good friend, ..."
Listening to this nursery rhyme, Wen Qing's face turned even paler.
His eyelashes trembled, and he lowered his head, staring at Zhou Zhou's feet, ready to run immediately if Zhou Zhou came over.
Suddenly, Zhou Zhou raised his foot, then turned his toes and walked towards the stairs.
"... kiss and hug, you are my good friend."
The adapted singing gradually becomes lighter and farther away.
Wen Qing slowly raised his eyes and just saw Zhou Zhou walking down the stairs.
With sweat dripping down his forehead, he looked at the empty staircase for a long while before he let out a breath.
The study is not safe, and it is not safe to be alone.
Yu Xing said last night that he would not let me go next time.
Between Ji Yu and Si Kong...
Wen Qing no longer hesitated and quickly ran up to the third floor and ran to the door of Sikong's room.
This time he didn't even knock on the door, he just pushed it open and walked in.
Sikong stood by the window and looked at him sullenly: "What's the matter?"
Wen Qing leaned against the door, gasping for breath, his throat dry and sore, unable to utter a single word.
After a while, he panted and said, "I, I'm scared."
Si Kong looked at his uneasy expression and raised his lips: "Are you hiding here because you are scared?"
He asked, "Aren't you afraid of me?"
Si Kong stared at Wen Qing's face. Unlike last time, Wen Qing was not frightened by him this time. She just said softly, "Scared, scared."
Wen Qing slowly gestured and added in a low voice: "A little bit."
Between being a little bit scared and being very scared, he chose being a little bit scared.
Sikong was slightly startled. He didn't expect Wen Qing to be so honest and answer the question as soon as he was asked.
His breathing was still a little rapid, his chest heaving, and there was a trace of panic in his eyes, like a small animal that had just escaped from a tiger's mouth.
Sikong's brows relaxed slightly.
The intuition of small animals is sometimes quite accurate.
After the dryness and pain in his throat eased, Wen Qing spoke carefully: "That... I can't find that book. It may have been hidden by someone."
"Can you tell me what comes after the part about 'evil thoughts and desires will gradually infect humans'?"
Sikong said simply and roughly: "No, it's too long."
Wen Qing hesitated for a moment and asked in a low voice: "Can you just tell me the most important few sentences?"
Sikong sneered: "Are you not afraid of me now?"
"I'm scared, scared." Wen Qing said stutteringly.
Yu Xing did not deceive him about the clues, so the contents recorded in the book must be very important.
Seeing that Sikong didn't seem to want to tell her, Wen Qing pursed her lips and said softly, "I'll rest here for a while and ask others later."
Sikong frowned: "Who are you going to ask?"
"Ji Yu? Or Yu Xing?"
Wen Qing was silent, he hadn't thought it through yet.
Of these two people, one will not tell him easily, and the other may give false clues.
After struggling for a long time, he began to think of other ways, such as sneaking into their bedroom and looking around, maybe he could find the book.
Ji Yu’s bedroom is just opposite, very close.
Or should I ask Sikong for help again?
Just as I was thinking about it, Sikong's deep voice sounded in my ears:
"Humans are easily corrupted by evil thoughts. Some gods are keen to admire human depravity, while others stand on the side of humans."
Wen Qing was stunned: "Thank you, thank you."
Sikong lowered his eyes, and seeing that he was not going to leave, he looked away: "Do you believe me when I tell you?"
Wen Qing pursed his lips: "I believe it."
Sikong asked again: "What if I lied to you?"
If Sikong can't be trusted, then no one else can be trusted.
Wen Qing thought for a moment and whispered, "Then my life may be over and I am destined to die here."
Sikong was silent for a while, then said to him, "I didn't lie to you."
Wen Qing was stunned for a moment, and thanked him again: "Thank you."
Sikong responded casually.
Wen Qing lowered his head and recalled the important clues in the book.
【God favors young humans the most. 】
【Evil thoughts and desires will gradually infect humans.】
[Humans are easily corrupted by evil thoughts. Some gods are keen to admire human depravity, while others stand on the side of humans.]
He could feel that there was only a thin veil between himself and the truth, but just like during an exam, he could not remember the formula that he had memorized and seen before.
Wen Qing frowned, and suddenly, two footsteps were heard outside the door.
"Teacher Ji." A male voice sounded. It was Zhou Zhou.
Zhou Zhou asked: "Does what you said yesterday still count?"
"I voted for Chen Yiyi. I voted for Chen Yiyi yesterday. You will vote for Yu Xing with me today."
After a moment, another gentle and familiar voice came: "It counts."
Wen Qing's body stiffened.
Was it Teacher Ji who asked Zhou Zhou to vote for Chen Yiyi?
Why……
Wen Qing pinched his palm, with only one clear thought left in his mind.
Yu Xing said that Ji Yu was the worst among them.
"Do you know where Wen Qing is?" Ji Yu suddenly asked.
Wen Qing was so scared that he immediately grabbed the door handle, fearing that someone outside would open the door and come in.
"He was in the study just now. Teacher, are you going to look for him?"
"Let's go together."
The footsteps gradually faded away.
Wen Qing broke out in a cold sweat on his back, his legs went weak, and he slowly sat down on the ground leaning against the door.
After a long time, he slowly raised his head, looked at Sikong, and asked softly: "Can I stay here with you for a while?"
Sikong said nothing and walked straight towards him.
The next second, Wen Qing's body was suspended in the air.
He thought Sikong was going to throw him out, so he quickly grabbed Sikong's clothes.
Unexpectedly, Sikong picked him up and threw him onto the bed.
Wen Qing stared blankly at Si Kong who was so close to her, her hands still tightly grasping the corner of his clothes, so that Si Kong's chest was wide open, revealing his chest muscles.
Sikong glanced at his exposed chest and said coldly: "Let go."
Wen Qing quickly let go: "Yes, I'm sorry."
"I thought you were going to kick me out."
Sikong lowered his head to straighten his collar, and Wen Qing was sitting right under his eyes. His skin was very white, and he was also wearing a white T-shirt. He was sunken into the bed, as if he wanted to merge into the bed.
Sikong's gaze paused and stopped at Wen Qing's feet.
Feeling his gaze, Wen Qing lowered her head, and then she saw that she had not taken off her shoes before getting on the bed, so she quickly apologized: "I'm sorry, I made your bed dirty."
Sikong hummed, leaned over, held Wen Qing's ankle, and gently took off her sneakers.
His palm was very hot, and Wen Qing instinctively retracted her feet, but was held tightly by the other party and unable to break free.
Sikong said coldly: "The shoes are dirty."
Wen Qing said dryly: "I, I can do it myself..."
Before he could finish his sentence, Sikong helped him take off his shoes.
He picked up the back of his shoe and placed it beside the bed, making it convenient for Wen Qing to get out of bed.
Very thoughtful.
Wen Qing stared at Si Kong's actions in a daze.
Some gods stand on the side of humans.
Literal meaning.
Gods, ordinary humans...
Various thoughts intertwined in his mind. Wen Qing was dazed for a moment. He pulled Sikong's sleeve and called out softly, "Sikong."
"Are you guys...really players?"
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