Quick Wear: But I just want to be a little transparent

Chapter 206 Guess Who He Is 15

"We've been walking for about four or five hours. It didn't take that long to get here. What's the point of walking on without a clue?"

Feng Gaofei stopped panting.

The way down the mountain seemed to have no end, just like last time.

Yang Yingxue looked up at the sky and said, "Let's go back."

"No, you said you would come out, and now you say you would go back?" Sun Qing rolled his eyes, "Who are you?"

Yang Yingxue lowered her eyes: "Those things will come out when it gets dark."

That thing immediately reminded everyone of their experience that night.

Sun Qing rubbed his shoulders and said, "Then let's go back."

The few of them returned along the same route, and the return journey only took half an hour.

Sun Qing looked surprised and said, "So we have been going around in circles."

The villa was empty and lunch was on the table but no one was interested in eating it.

Feng Gaofei stared at the untouched breakfast in a trance, causing Sun Qing to look over and mutter, "They didn't even eat, what are they doing up there all day?"

"I'm starving. If you don't eat, I'll eat."

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In the middle of the night, Song Xun was sleeping soundly when he was abruptly woken up by being strangled.

He was so breathless that he thought it was the people under him who came to seek revenge on him.

"You're going to strangle me."

Xie Jin's forehead was covered in sweat, his eyes were filled with lingering fear, and he hugged Song Xun tightly to absorb the warmth.

It seems that only in this way can I alleviate the anxiety in my heart.

Song Xun wiped the sweat off his face and asked, "What happened to you these past few days? Did you have a nightmare?"

Xie Jin rested his head on his neck, breathing rapidly: "It's okay."

Ever since that illusion, Xie Jin always dreamed of many strange and unfamiliar scenes that he had never seen before, and sometimes some memories that did not belong to him would flash through his mind.

Too much, too complicated, and too heavy.

Song Xun patted his arm: "Let go, I'll twist a towel for you."

Xie Jin didn't say anything, nor did he let go. Song Xun had no choice but to stroke his hair like a lion's fur.

Xie Jin's hair was hard and prickly, and it pricked his neck.

"Don't sleep anymore, your hair is wet, go take a shower."

Xie Jin said in a muffled voice: "Let me hold you for a while."

Song Xun stayed with him for a while, and finally watched him go into the bathroom.

There was a sound of running water in the bathroom. Song Xun just closed his eyes and suddenly felt something was wrong.

He threw back the quilt, stood up, opened the door and walked out.

On the first floor, a figure stealthily opened the cupboard, took something out, and brought it back to the room on the second floor.

Song Xun held the railing tightly. He had not arranged any personnel for tonight.

"Don't try to tamper with the plot. It's useless."

996 spoke softly.

Song Xun pursed his lips tightly and said nothing.

996 sighed: "Don't make any more mistakes, Songxun."

Song Xun still ignored him and turned into the room.

Xie Jin happened to come out of the bathroom. There was no hair dryer in the villa, so he could only dry his hair with a towel.

He wiped it off impatiently and came out, hugging Song Xun like a big bear without moving.

Song Xun was smeared with the water dripping from his hair. He leaned back in disgust and said, "Wipe your hair."

"You wipe it for me."

"It's a beautiful thought."

"You are so heartless. I was the one who helped you clean your hair last time."

"You have to help yourself."

Xie Jin couldn't win the argument and started to use dirty tricks, deliberately rubbing Song Xun with his wet hair.

Song Xun couldn't hide yet, and said angrily: "I'm angry, I'm really angry."

"Try to get angry, and let me see."

"Xie Jin, why didn't I realize you were so childish before? Okay, I'll help you wipe it, don't rub it, are you born in the Year of the Dog?"

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It was six o'clock in the morning and the sky was just getting light.

Le Chen sat on the sofa in a state of anxiety, not even noticing someone approaching him.

"It was you last night."

The sudden sound frightened Le Chen so much that he shivered. He looked at Xiao Binyuan who was sitting next to him in horror and was speechless.

Xiao Binyuan stared at the dark red carpet: "Our rooms are next to each other. In the morning, you threw a small mirror out of the window."

The mirror was not even as big as a palm, and it could not be found when it was thrown out because it was covered by weeds. It was just that Xiao Binyuan happened to be standing in front of the window and saw the reflection of the mirror and witnessed what happened with his own eyes.

Le Chen couldn't help but tremble: "Will you give me away?"

Xiao Binyuan didn't say anything.

The air is stagnant.

"You are so heartless." Le Chen couldn't help wanting to cry, but forced himself to hold it back.

Because of Xiao Binyuan's pause and hesitation, the burning feeling in my heart gradually cooled down.

Xiao Binyuan is a person who thinks about everything. He is used to weighing the pros and cons. If this is not the last chance, or as long as there is any room left, he will not hesitate.

Le Chen knew him too well and his emotions broke down.

He tightly grasped Xiao Binyuan's arm and whispered in a suppressed voice, "I don't want to stay here forever. Can you, can you please keep it a secret for me, considering our relationship since childhood?"

"I beg you, Xiao Binyuan."

Xiao Binyuan remained silent.

"Didn't I cover up for you last time, Xiao Binyuan? You are so cold-blooded."

"Please, I beg you. I know I'm selfish. Everyone wants to leave here, but I'm really afraid that I'll go crazy in this dark place."

Time passed by minute by minute, and the time for delivery was almost up.

Feng Gaofei and his companions were about to go downstairs.

Xiao Binyuan returned to the fantasy of that night again, with a moving expression in his eyes.

His living environment since childhood was not as glamorous as his appearance. He lost his mother at an early age, and his new stepmother began to plan for the child in her belly.

Xiao Binyuan was pushed into the pool by someone, and when he was about to drown, he was rescued by a little boy.

The time interval was too long and his memory was already very vague.

In the illusion, the events occurred again and he heard someone calling the child's name.

——Le Chen.

After a long silence, Xiao Binyuan spoke up: "When you were eight years old, did you come to my house to attend the wedding banquet?"

Le Chen was stunned, not understanding why he suddenly asked these questions.

Xiao Binyuan: "You just need to answer me whether it is true or not."

"I think I've been there, but I don't quite remember."

Xiao Binyuan stood up and said one last time before leaving: "Okay, I won't tell anyone."

Le Chen relaxed as if exhausted, and hurriedly calmed down and wiped away his tears before Feng Gaofei and others came down.

This was the first time Song Xun went downstairs early and happened to bump into Feng Gaofei and others.

The servants delivered the meal at eight o'clock in the morning as usual.

One of them did not leave, but chose to stand behind Song Xun and said, "A mirror was stolen last night, and the thief is among the guests. At 7 o'clock in the evening, please gather in the living room and find the thief."

The butcher's knife hanging over his neck finally fell.

Instead, they felt a sense of relief that everything had settled; this day had finally arrived.

Song Xun lowered his eyes, lost in thought for a long time.

There are no truly normal people in this villa, including the servants, who are just empty shells.

Song Xun injected a bit of his own spirit into them and controlled their actions.

Without his permission, these servants would not do anything against Song Xun's wishes.

But obviously, it failed.

The servant announced the matter of the thief and turned to leave.

Song Xun's gaze fell on him. When the servant was about to disappear from his sight, he suddenly stopped, his body motionless, and turned his head to look directly into Song Xun's eyes.

His lips were raised exaggeratedly, revealing his white teeth.

The smile is weird.

Feng Gaofei looked at everyone at the table and said, "Since no one wants to eat, let's start. As usual, we will all check each other to see if anyone is out of place today."

Sun Qing: "It's so early in the morning, how could I find someone who is not right?"

The people at the table began to discuss.

These sounds floated chaotically around Song Xun's ears, not a single word could be heard, only meaningless noise remained.

Song Xun kept exerting force on the spoon, and his fingertips turned white.

For a moment, he wanted to overturn the table and yell at them regardless: Why are you arguing? It's useless. No matter what the outcome is, whether the thief is found or not, you can't get out.

But what can I do?

Song Xun was gradually overcome by a sense of powerlessness, because of his own weakness and selfishness.

The ban on the villa has been lifted, and the only way to leave here is to die, but Song Xun couldn't find any other way.

People live in this world for desires, and Song Xun certainly has selfish motives. He can't bear to leave. If his last days with Xie Jin were to stay in this world, he wouldn't want it to end like this.

The cold back of his hand was suddenly covered with a layer of warmth. Song Xun raised his eyes and met Xie Jin's concerned gaze.

"What's wrong? Your hands are so cold. Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Song Xun loosened his grip on the spoon and dropped it back into the bowl: "It's okay, I just don't have an appetite."

Xie Jin stood up and took his hand without hesitation: "Go upstairs and take a rest."

Song Xun was pulled upstairs and sat in a chair in silence.

Xie Jin pulled out a chair and sat down opposite him: "Tell me, what's wrong?"

Song Xun couldn't help but pick at his fingers, unable to control his anxiety, his voice was so soft that it was almost inaudible: "Tonight, it's not peaceful."

Xie Jin held his hand and said, "What's wrong with you? You're being so hard on yourself."

Song Xun grabbed Xie Jin's arm tightly with his backhand and couldn't stop shaking his head.

He should have thought of it earlier. Xie Jin, Xie Jin was their target.

From the beginning of the world where the plot was tampered with, everything went wrong. There was always a force secretly fanning the flames.

The target was Xie Jin.

Even Lian Songxun himself is a part of it.

When Hurt was forced to the front line in a desperate situation of life and death, it was because he was detained in the palace and was under duress.

If he had been a step later, Hutt would have really died in the yellow sand.

In the previous world, it was also because of him that Shang Ji voluntarily stayed on the island and was swallowed by the typhoon.

At that time, Song Xun happened to be seriously ill, and when he woke up, everything was settled.

So, what about this time?

Apart from the Space-Time Bureau, Song Xun couldn't think of any other force that had the ability to directly tamper with the world's consciousness and direction.

And he is the most powerful chess piece in the Space-Time Bureau, the one that can most seriously injure Xie Jin.

Song Xun couldn't accept this fact.

He suddenly began to pull Xie Jin, pulling him up from the chair.

Because of his excitement, the chair tilted back and fell over, making a loud noise. Xie Jin was almost knocked to the ground and staggered to steady himself.

"What? I just said a few words to you. It's not that serious."

Song Xun said nothing, pulled him to the painting on the wall and turned it.

A tunnel slowly appeared on the ground.

A lot of effort was put into the construction of this tunnel, and its concealment and protection are very perfect.

Xie Jin stared at the tunnel that appeared out of nowhere and raised his eyebrows: "Why, you want to take me to visit your lair?"

Song Xun pushed him down: "Don't come out tonight."

"Wait, wait." Xie Jin stopped walking. Song Xun had been pushing for a long time in vain, and his face turned red.

"I won't leave until you explain it clearly today."

Song Xun stopped and looked up at Xie Jin: "Just listen to me and don't come out tonight."

Xie Jin put his finger on his head and said, "It's no use being a spoiled child. Confess and you'll get leniency."

"I'm not kidding you, Xie Jin."

"Do you think I'm joking?" Xie Jin put away his smile and turned serious.

He picked up the chair on the ground, sat down again, and said to Song Xun, "I'm not going anywhere until you explain clearly."

Xie Jin considerately pulled another chair closer: "Sit down."

Song Xun was helpless and unable to sit down. He was silent for a long time and said, "The villa is no longer under my control. There will be danger tonight."

In the original plot, a massacre night will begin tonight, and people will turn against each other in order to fight for the two spots.

Xie Jin was the first person to start the chaos, which led to an uncontrollable chaos.

In the end, he was counterattacked by Xiao Binyuan and suffered the consequences.

Although the situation has changed, Song Xun doesn't believe that things will be so simple. A strong sense of uneasiness tells him that something big is going to happen tonight.

Xie Jin was not too surprised. He had guessed it since he found out that Guan Qi was also trapped in this villa.

But he was not scared of being brave: "Whether it's dangerous or not, you have to go and try. As a grown man, it's no use hiding before encountering any trouble."

Song Xun frowned: "Don't take it lightly. Can you just listen to me this time?"

"No." Xie Jin expressed his attitude, "Let me hide down there, and you go out and deal with it alone. If that's what you mean, I won't agree. No way."

"You are always so stubborn, what's the point? I will be fine, but you are the one who will be in trouble." Song Xun's tone became bad.

"I'm stubborn?" Xie Jin snorted and laughed, pulling a chair and sitting behind the door. "Then you can think of me as stubborn. Today, either we leave this door together, or no one leaves."

Song Xun's hands became stiff when he saw his scoundrel appearance.

"Look at you, you're so angry, are you going to fight?" Xie Jin turned his head and said cheerfully: "If you want to fight me, I won't fight back."

It’s no wonder that although Xie Jin can be irritating sometimes, his relaxed and unrestrained personality can easily infect those around him.

It seems that no matter how big the difficulties are, they are not a big deal in front of him. What is in the past is in the past, and those negative, heavy negative colors can never approach him.

After this disturbance, Song Xun didn't seem to be so angry and didn't want to argue with him anymore.

But he was still unwilling to give in, so he slapped him without much force.

Xie Jin caught his hand, and with a push, Song Xun fell into his arms.

"Such a handsome face, but so cruel."

Song Xun whispered softly: "Shameless."

Xie Jin rested his chin on his head and laughed muffledly.

The two of them sat on a chair, hugging each other quietly, enjoying their last leisure time.

After a long time, Xie Jin's voice came from above.

"No matter how dangerous it is, I have to face it. I can hide for one night or two, but I can't hide for my whole life. It's better to face it and challenge it. Only then will I have a chance of survival."

"Guan Qi, Guan Guan, don't be afraid. I won't let anything happen to you."

"cheer up."