Zhou Zhou's tone was soft, but his eyes were still gloomy and without light.

Wen Qing was even more frightened.

I'm afraid of you...

His lips trembled slightly, and he didn't dare to say these words. Once he said it, he didn't know what Zhou Zhou would do.

Zhou Zhou's hand on Wen Qing's shoulder gradually tightened, and his voice was faintly angry: "Wen Qing, I'm asking you."

Wen Qing clenched her palm tightly, tears pouring out of her eyes like beads with a broken thread, and they kept flowing.

He didn't cry out, he just opened his eyes wide and shed tears quietly, crying until his eyes and nose were red, as if he had been wronged by the sky.

Zhou Zhou frowned tightly and was at a loss for a while. After a while, he slowly raised his hand, patted Wen Qing's head lightly, and comforted stiffly, "Don't be afraid."

Wen Qing raised her head with tears in her eyes.

He blinked away the tears in his eyes, only to see Zhou Zhou's expression slightly unnatural, and said slowly, "I will protect you."

People who are afraid say to themselves that they will protect you...

This is even scarier.

Wen Qing cried for a while, and then cried even more fiercely.

Seeing this, Zhou Zhou's face became darker and darker, and he glanced at the bedroom beside him.

This is Sikong's bedroom.

He lowered his voice: "Did Sikong bully you too?"

"No," Wen Qing hurriedly shook her head, and after a while, she snorted and said, "You, you let me calm down by myself..."

Zhou Zhou frowned: "Go back to the bedroom and calm down."

"It's not safe here."

The bedroom is also not safe...

Wen Qing opened his mouth and wanted to speak, but Zhou Zhou turned around and slowly bent his knees.

"I'll carry you."

"No." Wen Qing took a step back.

Zhou Zhou tilted his head to look at him, his eyes flashing slightly: "Is that a hug?"

"No!" Wen Qing stammered with a cry, "I, I can go on by myself."

He insisted on walking by himself, Zhou Zhou did not force it, just like a spirit behind him, he followed Wen Qing closely, Wen Qing took a step, and he followed.

Wen Qing trembled back to the bedroom and listened anxiously to the movement behind him.

Zhou Zhou followed into the bedroom, and with a click, the bedroom door was closed and locked.

"You read a book in the study last night." Zhou Zhou said.

Wen Qing sighed in her heart: "I, I..."

"You're trying very hard to find clues."

As soon as Zhou Zhou's voice fell, Wen Qing felt that the top of his head was tapped again, and the other party was comforting him.

Wen Qing was stunned.

Zhou Zhou said in a low voice, "It's still early, so hurry up and get some rest."

"I'll take care of the rest."

Solve what?

Wen Qing tilted her 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 fell asleep."

Wen Qing was very fortunate that Zhou Zhou just wanted him to sleep and rest, but his nerves were tense and 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 was a little breathless, and then he dug a small hole with his hands to breathe fresh air.

After an unknown time, Wen Qing moved slowly.

He felt that at least two hours had passed, and he hadn't heard Zhou Zhou's movement. Did he leave long ago?

Wen Qing carefully lifted the quilt and faced Zhou Zhou directly.

There was no expression on Zhou Zhou's face, his lips were pursed into a straight line, his eyes were cloudy, and he just stared straight at him.

Wen Qing was almost scared out of a heart attack, wishing she hadn't opened her eyes just now.

Zhou Zhou stood motionless by the bed for so long? !

Wen Qing swallowed nervously.

Seemingly seeing his surprise and nervousness, Zhou Zhou blinked and explained, "I was worried that Yu Xing would suddenly come over, so I stayed by your side."

Wen Qing thought to herself, you are much more terrifying than the torture.

Zhou Zhou: "Have you woken up yet?"

I didn't sleep.

Wen lightly nodded.

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 on the edge of the bed and stared into his eyes: "Wen Qing, shall we go to torture at night?"

"Sikong agrees to follow the vote, we have three votes, and we can cast Yu Xing tonight."

cast out...

Wen Qing's hands and feet were cold, realizing that Zhou Zhou didn't actually think that Yu Xing was a guide, but simply wanted Yu Xing to open the door and let him die.

Wen Qing lowered her head and said nothing. Suddenly, her collar was pulled down, and her shoulders were slightly cold.

He instinctively raised his hand, and in the next second, Zhou Zhou held his wrist tightly, unable to move.

"Don't move, I'll help you apply the 'medicine'." Zhou Zhou said.

Wen Qing tilted her head and saw that the bruise on her right shoulder was slightly better, but the half-blue and half-purple color was still a bit penetrating on her fair skin.

He pursed his lips and said softly, "Don't bother."

Zhou Zhou narrowed his eyes and asked in a low voice, "Do you want to apply 'medicine', or do you want to trouble me?"

"Do you still want to find Ji Yu to apply "medicine"?"

"Wen Qing, they can all do it, only I can't?"

Zhou Zhou's voice gradually lowered and became eerie.

Wen Qing's wrist hurt, and there were red marks in the blink of an eye.

He didn't expect that such trivial matters as applying "medicine" could arouse Zhou Zhou's jealousy, and he stumblingly said, "You, you apply..."

"I-I just don't want to bother you."

Agreeing to apply the "medicine", with an explanation that don't want to bother with.

Zhou Zhou's complexion gradually improved, he picked up the "medicine" wine, poured it into the palm of his hand, and slowly put it on Wen Qing's shoulder.

It was cold and a little painful, and Wen Qing couldn't help hissing.

Zhou Zhou lightened his strength, felt the delicate skin in his palm, and slowly swirled: "Be patient, it will be finished in no time."

Wen Qing lowered her eyes and twisted the quilt unconsciously with her hands.

Don't look at Zhou Zhou being a little perverted now, but the intensity of his "rubbing" the "medicine" wine is very gentle, there is only a little pain, Wen Qing can hold it back, and his eyes are not even red.

Zhouzhou's palm is warm, the temperature of human beings.

After applying the "medicine", Wen Qing was mentally prepared.

He summoned the courage to ask, "Zhou Zhou, do you feel that your emotions are not right?"

"I found a clue with Teacher Ji today..."

Before he could finish his sentence, Zhou Zhou threw the "medicine" wine to the ground and scolded: "You just don't want to be punished, do you?"

"Wen Qing, he treats you like this, aren't you angry?!"

"Or do you have Stockholm Syndrome? Are you into depression?"

Wen Qing couldn't understand Zhou Zhou's logic. Seeing that he was suddenly furious, he quickly explained carefully: "I-I'm angry."

"But, but the most important thing now is to clear customs, not to kill each other."

Wen Qing tried to reason with Zhou Zhou, but Zhou Zhou turned a deaf ear, and his expression gradually became crazy.

Zhou Zhou stared at the bruise on Wen Qing's shoulder: "If you like that, so can I."

He took a step forward, put one knee on the bed, and slowly approached Wen Qing.

Wen Qing's eyes widened in fright, and Zhou Zhou's body stiffened: "I, I don't like it..."

Just one second before Zhou Zhou reached out his hand to grab him, the bedroom door suddenly opened with a click.

Wen Qing suddenly regained his strength. He didn't even think about it. He rolled out of bed, rushed to the door, grabbed the sleeve of the man at the door, and shouted, "Old, teacher."

Ji Yu stood in front of him, glanced at Zhou Zhou, and said solemnly, "Zhou Zhou, calm down first."

"Wen Qing... I'll take it away first."

After speaking, he gently closed the bedroom door.

Zhou Zhou rushed to the door with a single stride and tugged on the door handle.

The door didn't open.

Wen Qing stood outside the door, staring blankly at the slightly shaking wooden door: "Teacher, can't he come out?"

Ji Yu nodded and said casually, "The door lock is broken."

"Let's go downstairs first, and I'll cook."

Wen Qing's mind was a little "chaotic", without thinking about it, she followed Ji Yu downstairs.

On the table on the first floor, there are three dishes and one soup.

Ji Yu handed Wen Qing the bowls and chopsticks, and before he opened his mouth to ask, he said calmly, "I wanted to call you to eat, but I just came across the scene just now."

Wen Qing lowered her head and thanked her in a soft voice, "Thank you, teacher."

Ji Yu said warmly, "Sit down and eat first."

Wen Qing nodded, his hands and feet were still a little stiff and cold, and after a while, he picked up the bowl and chopsticks and ate slowly.

Halfway through the meal, he raised his eyes and asked in a low voice, "Teacher, am I the only one eating?"

"What about the rest?

Ji Yu chuckled and said: "Everyone else has eaten it. This order should be enough for you to eat alone, right?"

"Enough is enough." Wen Qing nodded, closed his mouth, and ate slowly.

Just after eating, Li Siwen and Yu Xing walked down the stairs one after the other.

Li Siwen followed Yu Xing and whispered something.

Her voice was so soft that Wen Qing couldn't hear her.

Unexpectedly, Wen Qing suddenly found that Li Siwen suddenly stopped targeting him.

Li Siwen walked to the living room and looked calm when she saw her, without any anger in the morning. Her lips moved, as if she wanted to say something to him, and she quickly looked away, looking a little embarrassed.

Wen Qing was surprised in her heart, thinking that the teacher is worthy of being a teacher, and he could calm Li Siwen down.

In that case, Zhouzhou is also possible, right?

Suddenly, Ji Yu bent his index finger and tapped the table: "Wen Qing, can you put these bowls back in the kitchen?"

"OK."

Wen Qing replied and walked into the kitchen with the bowls and chopsticks in hand.

Yu Xing glanced at Ji Yu, raised his foot and followed the kitchen.

As soon as Wen Qing put the bowls and chopsticks into the sink and turned on the faucet, she heard Yu Xing come in humming a ditty.

The tune was very familiar, Wen Qing listened to it for a while, and when she heard it was a children's song looking for a friend, goosebumps appeared instantly.

He couldn't help turning to look at Yu Xing.

Yu Xing was wearing a white bathrobe today, leaning against the wall lazily, grabbing an orange from the refrigerator, throwing it into the air, catching it, and throwing it into the air.

Don't eat, just play.

As if feeling Wen Qing's gaze, Yu Xing turned his head and asked knowingly, "What's wrong?"

Wen Qing turned off the faucet, struggled for a while, then pursed her lips and asked, "Did you already know the new clue?"

Yu Xing threw the orange and asked, "What new clue?"

Wen Qing said slowly: "Even in this villa, everyone's emotions will become wrong."

Yu Xing's hand paused and lifted his eyelids: "Did you find it?"

"No, when did your brain become enlightened?"

Wen Qing pursed her lips and muttered softly, "Your brain is not smart."

Yu Xing didn't care about this sentence and asked, "Who told you?"

Wen Qing told the truth: "I saw the book with my teacher this morning, but Sikong found the book."

Yu Xing sneered, and said in a timid voice: "I don't know, you didn't tell me."

"Tell me, how did Ji Yu tell you?"

Wen Qing did not hide it and said truthfully: "The teacher said that there is a problem with this villa, which will affect everyone's emotional and psychological state, and make people degenerate."

"Villa?" Yu Xing raised his eyebrows, as if he had heard a big joke.

He raised his mouth and tilted his head to look at Wen Qing: "I said you little idiot..."

"Do you believe anyone's words?"

Wen Qing frowned. Does this mean that the teacher is lying?

Or is it that Sikong gave false clues?

He was a little puzzled: "Isn't everyone's goal to get out of here?"

"Why lie to people?"

"Who said it's for customs clearance?" Yu Xing shook his head and said eloquently, "I'm here to enjoy this game."

Wen Qing "touched" "touched" and complained in her heart, because you were sick.

"Then you mean—"

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Yu Xing: "Have you ever thought about why you only focus on divine cards and ordinary humans? And nothing else?"

Wen Qing was a little dazed: "Isn't this the rules of the game?"

Yu Xing asked again, "Why is this a rule?"

Wen Qing recalled the words in the book and said tentatively, "Because God favors young humans the most?"

Yu Xing walked up to him and asked lazily, "Then what?"

Then......

Wen Qing thought for a while and tried to analyze: "Our seven human cards are all young, and we are the most favored race by God, so we are ordinary humans."

"The reason why the three of you are divine cards..."

He raised his eyes, fixed his eyes on 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, and the analysis is not allowed next time.