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Yang Yingying didn't have a deep impression of Yunfei Duoxin, but she also remembered the appearance of several people in the copy at that time.

"What are you doing under the table?"

Yang Yingying asked casually while looking at the surrounding environment.

Yun Feiduo, whose heart was beating like thunder, finally calmed down. She quickly crawled out from under the table, patted the dust on her hands and coughed:

"Hey, aren't you afraid of being discovered by the NPC? By the way, how did you get in?"

She remembered that after Uncle Wang and the others went out, it seemed to be closed, right?

Yang Yingying didn't hide it: "The door is unlocked."

Yun Feiduo's eyes widened, and her heart was enveloped by an inexplicable panic. She looked up at Yang Yingying who was stopping in front of the water tank to check the red liquid inside, and said numbly:

"No, the door is locked."

She specifically checked all the closed door locks and only dared to enter the basement after making sure that all the door locks were locked.

Why did Yang Yingying say the door was unlocked?

In an instant, Yun Feiduo felt chilled all over, feeling that the temperature, which was not very cold at first, had dropped a lot.

Yang Yingying just fumbled for the water tank with her hand, then she turned back and frowned: "What are you talking about-"

What...

Before she could finish her words, the hand that touched the water tank suddenly felt a strange sticky and moist feeling. When she took back her hand, the originally strong and solid water tank made a broken "crunch" sound, and the two people's eyes widened. The inside suddenly cracked!

what? !

Large swaths of red liquid gush out, soon filling the entire room with a strangely sweet smell, which makes people dizzy due to the stimulation.

Yang Yingying's calm face gradually began to crack. She took back the hand that was scratched when the water tank burst, and spoke in a low voice:

"Get out first!"

Yun Feiduo, who had already run to the door, gasped and shook his head wildly: "No, no, no! The door is locked!"

Locked? !

Even Yang Yingying was shocked in place by the sudden door lock.

Are they locked up?

[The copy has changed again...it's a bit scary]

【What's going on? quick! How about finishing the drink? 】

【...6】

[If you want to be funny, just say it, we won’t laugh at you]

[So is this liquid really a drink? ! Is it my imagination? Why do I feel like it's getting redder and redder? 】

[Plus one, I think so too]

[...No misunderstanding, they are indeed getting more and more popular]

The barrage discussion was in full swing, but no one was worried about Yang Yingying and Yun Feiduo being trapped in a "red water".

As a senior anchor, although the current situation seems a bit urgent, it is not impossible.

Yang Yingying quickly moved closer to the door in the "red water", her fingertips shining with silk thread moved slightly, and the silk thread quickly penetrated along the lock cylinder, twisting and twisting the lines inside.

At this time, the "red water" had spread to the waists of the two of them, and it was likely to continue to rise.

Yun Feiduo was a landlubber, and his whole body was in bad shape. His white cat ears were drooping on the top of his head, wet and clinging tightly to his head.

"Holy shit! Can this door still be opened? What the hell is going on? Why is it like a flood all of a sudden?!"

Yang Yingying's eyes flashed slightly, and she accelerated the speed of destroying the lock cylinder in her hand: "Almost."

"Click" sound.

The lock cylinder was broken by her.

Yang Yingying was overjoyed. Just as she was about to open the door, she was doused in the face by the rapidly rising "red water".

Yang Yingying: "..."

broken!

As if to confirm her thoughts, Yun Feiduo, who was following closely behind him, suddenly fell down and was directly submerged in the "red water", and for a while he disappeared without a trace.

And she herself was a little unsteady. She held the door and choked several mouthfuls of the sweet "red water". She leaned against the door and slowly slid down, her mouth and nose sealed.

At the last moment when her consciousness disappeared, Yang Yingying saw a short figure standing in the raging "red water".

It stood in the "red water", watching quietly as the two people gradually lost all consciousness, motionless.

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"Wow—"

It was dark.

The sudden heavy rain soaked the entire road, and the route that was originally easy to walk gradually became muddy. The moment the raindrops fell, large mud spots were thrown up.

He Ziyun opened his eyes. There was still some residual pain in the back of his mind, but it was not obvious and quickly dissipated.

He looked at the heavy rain in front of him and was about to move forward in confusion, but found something was wrong with his body.

wrong--

This is not his body.

As if responding to the young man's doubts, a gentle female voice sounded from behind: "Xiaohui, go to school after dinner."

He Ziyun's heart moved, and he turned around according to his thoughts, and he saw Wang Li's familiar face.

Different from the pale and thin person she saw before, although Wang Li is still haggard at this time, she has a smile on her brows, and even her walking movements are very flexible, unlike the one who had to be supported when walking at the beginning?

Wang Li, what happened?

Wang Li didn't seem to notice the difference in her brother. She put the food on the table, walked to "Wang Xiaohui" and rubbed the latter's hair, and said with a smile:

"Today I cooked the polenta you like to eat, and added some wild vegetables that your sister went to pick in the mountains a few days ago, and also added meat. It tastes good, and it tastes delicious..."

Listening to Wang Li's words, He Ziyun suddenly thought of the notes he saw in Lu Wu's room:

【rainstorm.

Wang Xiaohui did not come to class today.

The students said that Wang Xiaohui lived far away and he might not be able to come to school in such a heavy rain.

I had the same idea, but I always felt something was wrong——

There have been heavy rains before, but Wang Xiaohui still came. "

Thinking of Wang Xiaohui, He Ziyun's heart moved.

If his guess was correct, then he should be in a certain memory of "Wang Xiaohui" now?

Just when He Ziyun was thinking about whether to answer Wang Li, his "body" moved.

Then came the childish and sweet voice of "Wang Xiaohui":

"Sister, you and sister Yao come to eat together."

He Ziyun was silent.

It seems that he doesn't need to make the decision anymore.

"Wang Xiaohui" walked towards the table and said, "Every time I am allowed to eat alone. I don't like eating."

Wang Li chuckled and put her chopsticks on the bowl: "I know, I know, let's eat together today."

"Wang Xiaohui" poked his head around and asked, "Where has Sister Yao gone?"

Wang Li took a bench and sat down, took out a steamed bun from the bag next to it and handed it to "Wang Xiaohui" and said, "Your sister said to borrow it -"

Before he could finish speaking, there were hurried footsteps outside the door in the pouring rain.

Wang Xiaohua walked into the house despite the heavy rain. Her shoes were soaked, but she still raised the umbrella in her hand and shouted with a smile: "I borrowed an umbrella, I borrowed an umbrella!"

She placed the umbrella by the door and patted the water on her body carelessly, "It's okay, it's okay."

As he spoke, he walked to the table and sat down, but he didn't expect to sneeze. He felt a little embarrassed: "It's just a little cold."