Wen Qing was trembling with fright, her eyes were red.

He said even more sobbing: "Zhou, Zhou Zhou, don't do this..."

"I am afraid......"

Feeling the trembling of his body, Zhou Zhou slowly tilted his head and looked at Wen Qing.

He bent his legs and tugged at the corners of his clothes tightly, his hands so hard that his fingertips turned white.

"You, don't mess with me..."

Wen Qing's voice was sobbing, it sounded wet and sticky.

An indescribable emotion rose in Zhou Zhou's heart. He looked at Wen Qing solemnly, and suddenly understood the psychology of suffocation.

want to bully him...

I want to make him cry...

I want him to see only his existence in his eyes...

Wen Qing felt the movement of the hand on his waist stop, his eyelashes trembled, and he raised his eyes hazy with tears.

After seeing Zhou Zhou's expression, he was so frightened that he hiccupped, and his tears flowed even more fiercely.

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.

In the dim light, the teardrops were crystal clear.

Tears shed for him...

The dark emotions in Zhou Zhou's heart grew wildly and broke out of the cocoon.

After a long while, he slowly raised his hand, brought it to his mouth, and licked.

Salty and a little sweet.

The corners of Zhou Zhou's lips curved slightly, as if he had eaten some delicious food.

Wen Qing didn't dare to speak, and tried her best not to cry.

This is too perverted wow...

Seeing the horror in his eyes, Zhou Zhou suddenly smiled and said in a hoarse voice, "Wen Qing, I'm not gay."

Wen Qing couldn't help sobbing.

You're not gay, he thought, you're a pervert.

It's not as gay...

Zhou Zhou stretched out his hand and gently pushed Wen Qing's hair behind his ear.

He said the second half of the sentence slowly: "But I want to try it now."

Wen Qing opened her eyes wide and looked at him blankly.

"You taste...it should be very sweet." Zhou Zhou raised the corners of his lips and smiled, his brows and eyes curling, the same as when he first met him on the rooftop of the other side building.

Wen Qing was so frightened that her heart was shaking.

Zhouzhou now is even more terrifying than yesterday.

The appearance is a sunny boy, but the inside 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 scared like this?"

"Don't cry," he comforted softly and said slowly, "Aren't we going to cooperate and clear customs together?"

Wen Qing's lips trembled slightly, afraid that she couldn't even pronounce a single syllable.

Suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps at the door.

Wen Qing didn't even have the strength to turn her head to see who it was.

It didn't take long for him to be pulled up by a 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 words Wen Qing, Zhou Zhou interrupted: "Mr. Ji, I'm calm."

Seeing his calm and composed appearance, Ji Yu's lips were slightly lowered, and he followed Zhou Zhou's words: "Wen Qing and timid, don't scare him on purpose."

Zhou Zhou's eyes slowly fell from Ji Yu's arm to Wen Qing, who was guarding him.

He blinked and sighed, "Mr. Ji, you also take good care of Wen Qing..."

Ji Yu said lightly, "I'm 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 in tears, unable to speak at all.

Seeing this, Ji Yu said to Zhou Zhou, "Wen Qing is very scared now, you should not be alone."

"I'll take Wen Qing first."

After that, Ji Yu took Wen Qing out of the study.

Zhou Zhou stood on the spot and sneered softly: "The morality is reasonable."

When he couldn't see Wen Qing's back, he turned around, looked at the books on the wall, and whispered, "Are you looking for all-white books..."

Wen Qing's brain began to spin until he reached the stairs.

He sat directly on the steps, crying with his head down.

After a while, seeing that Ji Yu hadn't left, Wen Qing choked and said, "Old, teacher, thank you, thank you."

Ji Yu handed him a pack of tissues and said warmly, "Did something happen just now?"

"Zhouzhou seems to have changed back to what it was before, but it's a bit strange."

Wen Qing clenched the tissue tightly and shook her head: "I don't know either."

Ji Yu lowered his head and watched him cry so much that his neck became pink, and whispered, "Why do you like to cry so much."

Wen Qing said more sobbing: "Teacher, don't worry about me, I'll just cry for a while."

He was so scared just now that he couldn't stop crying now.

After crying for a while, Wen Qing finally recovered, and her emotions slowly calmed down.

His eyes hurt from crying, thinking to himself, he shouldn't cry again in a short time.

He felt like his tears were running out of tears.

"Want a cup of hot cow milk?" Ji Yu asked.

Wen Qing shook his head: "No, thank you teacher."

"I have no appetite now."

Ji Yu snorted, he half-closed his eyes, and looked at the study quietly.

Wen Qing raised his head, looked at his perfect mandibular angle, struggled for a moment, and asked softly, "That... teacher, did you put the blanket on me when I slept in the study last time?"

"not me."

Ji Yu tilted his head to look at him, raised his eyes slightly, and looked a little surprised: "What's wrong?"

Wen explained slowly: "I thought you helped me build it..."

He returned the blanket to Ji Yu, and then thanked him, Ji Yu said you're welcome.

No matter what Wen Qing thought about it, she felt that Ji Yu meant at that time that it was not polite to put on a blanket.

"Really," Ji Yu paused, smiled, and said softly, "I thought you asked me to help put things away."

"Sorry, I misunderstood you."

Wen Qing hurriedly said, "Teacher doesn't need to apologize, it's my fault."

After he finished speaking, his eyelids twitched. Sorry, he had heard these words many times from Ji Yu's mouth.

When pressing his own wound, wasting an opportunity to ask questions, scaring him, etc...

Obviously these two words are very ordinary, but Wen Qing suddenly felt a sense of disobedience.

He couldn't help but replay the words of Yu Xing in his mind.

If what yakuza says is true...

If the teacher is lying to them from start to finish...

Wen Qing's back felt a chill.

Will the person who deliberately "manipulate" the game to make other people go crazy and die is a teacher?

Ji Yu said, "It's getting late, do you want to rest?"

Wen Qing shook his head: "I'm not sleepy yet, is the teacher sleepy?"

Ji Yu smiled and said, "I'm not sleepy, I'm just worried about your body."

He has a gentle and refined smile on his face, like a perfect teacher who thinks about his students.

Suddenly Wen Qing finally remembered what was wrong.

Ji Yu did not show any doubt that day, and voted for Gong Yunyun.

If he really looked the same, how could he vote for Gong Yunyun so easily?

Chen Yiyi's vote, shouldn't it also be Ji Yu's vote?

Wen Qing clenched her palm tightly, and Ji Yu's voice sounded in her ears again.

He tilted his head, Ji Yu stood aside with a smile on his face: "What are you thinking? You are so absorbed that you didn't even hear me."

Wen Qing pursed her lips, hesitated for a moment, and asked straight to the point, "Teacher, who did you vote for just now?"

Ji Yu glanced at him and said calmly, "I cast stagnation."

The answer was unexpected, and Wen Qing was stunned: "Huh?"

Ji Yu explained: "The magic card is not a guide. It was just our speculation at the beginning, and we can't be sure."

"Before the vote, I saw Yu Xing and Li Siwen talking alone and talking about Chen Yiyi..."

Speaking of Chen Yiyi, he sighed: "In short, the suffocation penalty is very suspicious, so I voted for him."

"So when I asked the question, I asked the system about the magic card, and then I was sure that the magic card would not be a guide."

Wen nodded lightly and asked again, "But teacher, don't you, you and Yu Xing know each other?"

Ji Yu sighed softly and said slowly, "Knowing people, knowing faces, but not hearts."

In other words, there is a problem with depression.

Wen Qing's eyelashes trembled slightly, she looked at the dark floor tiles, and began to count the votes.

Two votes for depression, three votes for Chen Yiyi.

If the teacher is telling the truth, then Zhou Zhou should vote for the other vote for Yu Xing?

So Yu Xing, Li Siwen and Si Kong dropped Chen Yiyi?

Sikong...

Wen Qing pursed her lips, but Zhou Zhou also said that Sikong would follow him to stagnation...

Wen Qing's mind was "chaotic", and she didn't know who to believe.

After a while, he stood up slowly and said to Ji Yu, "Teacher, I have something to go to the third floor."

After speaking, Wen Qing grabbed the stair railing and went upstairs step by step.

When he reached the third floor, he looked down and Ji Yu did not follow up the stairs, but walked into the corridor on the second floor.

Wen Qing withdrew his gaze and walked straight forward.

Sikong's bedroom was in the deepest part, and just as he walked to the door, another door suddenly opened.

"Are you looking for Sikong?" Li Siwen asked from the door.

She looked haggard, her wet hair was loosely draped, and it looked like she had just taken a shower.

Seeing that there was no obvious hostility and hatred on her face, she seemed to have calmed down, and Wen Qing nodded in response.

Li Siwen twitched the corners of his mouth and said to him, "Sikong is not in the room, on the first floor."

Wen Qing was stunned: "Okay, thank you."

"Well, no thanks." Li Siwen replied softly.

Wen Qing turned around and went downstairs, when he heard the door closing, he turned his head to look, 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, he walked directly to the kitchen.

No kitchen, no bathroom.

Wen Qing was a little puzzled and went back to the living room to ask Li Siwen.

I saw Li Siwen standing in front of the red-brown door, staring at the circular door knocker.

"That..." Wen Qing asked in a low voice, "Is Sikong really on the first floor?"

Li Siwen nodded: "I saw him on the first floor just now, are you going to the second floor now?"

She turned around and saw that Wen Qing was about to go to the second floor, and said quickly, "Wait a minute, come and have a look first."

Wen Qing looked at her suspiciously.

Li Siwen pointed at the door knocker: "There seems to be writing on the door knocker, we haven't found it before."

Hearing a clue, Wen walked briskly.

He didn't dare to get too close to the door and stopped two meters away.

Li Siwen said, "It's so far away that you can't see clearly."

Wen Qing pursed her lips and whispered, "I'm not short-sighted, I can see."

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 clean, not to mention a word, not even a scratch.

"There doesn't seem to be any..."

Before the last word could be said, his arm froze.

Li Siwen walked beside him at some point, and the wet hair dripped onto Wen Qing's hand.

Wen Qing shrank his hands and asked, "Where are the words you said? I didn't see it."

Li Siwen squeezed out a smile and raised his left hand: "It's here."

Wen Qing looked in the direction of her fingers, but still couldn't see anything.

In the next second, Li Siwen suddenly grabbed his wrist and "approached" the knocker.

Wen Qing's pupils shrank suddenly, and instinctively stepped back, but Li Siwen's strength was unexpectedly large, and he pulled him forward a meter.

"It's you, I know it's you..." Li Siwen muttered to himself, looking crazy.

She grabbed Wen Qing's hand tightly and "approached" the door knocker.

"Open the door, open the door for me!"

A second before Wen Qing was about to touch the door knocker, a cold wind blew, and Li Siwen suddenly fell to the ground.

Wen Qing didn't know what was going on, but she was lifted by the collar and carried to a place two meters away from the door.

"I said... how can you be so stupid?" Yu Xing's voice sounded above his head.

"Can this be deceived?"

Wen Qing turned his head dazedly, and the magnified version of Yu Xing's handsome face came close to him, almost touching the tip of his nose.

There was anger in Yu Xing's eyes, and his tone was still smiling: "She is so bad, shall we let her open the door?"

Although it was a question, Yu Xing didn't mean to wait for Wen Qing's answer.

He glanced at the red marks on Wen Qing's wrist, and walked sideways to Li Siwen, who was sitting by the wall.

Li Siwen also heard Yu Xing's words, she crawled back again and again and looked at Yu Xing in horror: "I, I am not a guide..."

Yu Xing sneered lightly and said casually, "I didn't say you were the guide."

"I just want you to die."

Hearing the words of death, Li Siwen became more and more panicked. She opened her eyes wide and continued to climb tremblingly, trying to stay away from the torture.

Just as Yu Xing took a step, his sleeve was suddenly pulled.

Wen Qing's cheeks were pale and she said softly, "don't be impulsive."

"Don't kill..."

Yu Xing stared at Wen Qing's eyes, saw that he was serious, and said slowly, "Okay, then let her live one more day."

"I will vote for her to open the door tomorrow night."

Tomorrow night...

Knowing the date of death in advance is the most terrifying, Li Siwen's face changed suddenly, she looked at the air blankly, for a while, her face twisted, and she said with a smile and a cry: "You can't vote for me, I, I am not a guide. , Wen Qing is..."

"You are still protecting him. Sooner or later, you will all be killed by him, and you will all die in his hands, and everyone will die..."

Li Siwen shivered, her wet hair sticking tightly to her high cheekbones, like a ghost.

Her expression was very wrong, and Wen Qing pursed her lips.

Li Siwen's calmness at the beginning was faked, just like Zhou Zhou...

They are even crazier than before...

Wen Qing was terrified, and the chill spread all over his body, making his hands and feet cold.

Suddenly, his body was suspended in the air, and was carried up by Yu Xing.

Wen Qing struggled subconsciously: "You put me down."

"Snapped"

His ass was slapped hard.

Yu Xing said in a calm voice, "Don't move around, do you want to be fucked?"