Infinite Game: The delicate and charming girl wins every game

Ji Zhe sat on the chair, pulling up the clothes on his shoulders for Song Tianyi to see.

The sleep he had caused him to have a headache, a sore neck, and feel uncomfortable all over. Add to that the dream he had, and it was hard for Ji Zhe not to think too much.

The boy's soft hair stuck to his fair neck. Song Tianyi got very close and first smelled a burst of sweet fragrance. He was distracted before he looked carefully at Ji Zhe's shoulders and neck.

Seeing this, Song Tianyi, who was originally full of thoughts, quickly became serious. He saw a large purple thing that looked like a fingerprint attached to the boy's thin, white and soft neck.

"What's wrong with you here?"

Ji Zhe's skin was originally fair, but just accidentally touching his calf would cause an obvious and difficult-to-heal bruise, not to mention that this was a mark given by someone with malicious intent.

The dark blue fingerprints were imprinted on the fair skin. Song Tianyi couldn't help but stretch out his hand to compare with the fingerprints. The fingerprints had obvious male characteristics, with wide joints.

"What's wrong? Is there anything?"

Ji Zhe noticed the abnormality of the person behind him, and suddenly felt a chill on the back of his neck. He couldn't help but shrink his neck and asked.

"Ah, you can't see it like this--" Song Tianyi touched his head and stuttered, "Well, then I'll take a picture for you with my phone."

"it is good."

........

Ji Zhe looked at the photo on his phone and couldn't help but touch the back of his neck. The color displayed on the phone was clearer, and Ji Zhe clearly saw the horrible black and blue spot:

'Liuliu, is there anything unusual when I sleep?'

K was very confused as to why Ji Zhe asked this: [No, host, it's the same as usual, just——]

'What's wrong? ’

K finished the rest of the sentence: [Host, are you having a nightmare? You are sweating all over but you are still wrapped tightly in the quilt.]

Hearing this, Ji Zhe clenched his fingers tightly, his face turned paler, and he seemed to realize something.

"It's not a nightmare, it's not a dream..."

He muttered in a low voice, and to Song Tianyi it seemed as if he was possessed by evil spirits.

"What's wrong? Is your leg still hurting?"

"no no!"

Ji Zhe suddenly grabbed Song Tianyi's arm. His eyes were already red when he raised his face, and his eyes were full of fear. He bit his lower lip tightly, holding the arm of the person in front of him tightly as if he had grabbed a life-saving straw, and breathed in big gulps as if he couldn't breathe.

"There really is a spirit Ouija board, really..."

Seeing the young man looking so helpless, Song Tianyi finally realized the seriousness of the situation. He pulled over a chair and sat next to Ji Zhe, put his arm around his shoulders, and comforted him softly:

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, tell me if anything happens."

Ji Zhe slowly recovered his composure. The male athlete's arms were strong and warm, and he soon recovered.

Looking at Song Tianyi's worried expression, he trembled his eyelids and told him everything about the strange things that happened here.

.......

"You mean, when we were playing that game, someone was touching you?"

Song Tianyi looked at the innocent yet beautiful face of the young man. He had a rough idea in his mind, but he still asked in confusion,

"Do you really feel it or are you just afraid—"

Before he could finish his words, Ji Zhe interrupted him: "I really feel it!"

He frowned and recalled what happened that night: "His hand was very cold, like ice, and he touched my hand."

"Is it possible that the three of us accidentally touched you?" The plate was very small, and it was inevitable that everyone would touch each other, so it was understandable for Song Tianyi to ask this.

"I thought so at first, and I looked at you guys."

Song Tianyi suddenly remembered the look he and Ji Zhe exchanged at that time. It was not quite what he thought in his heart, and he still felt a little disappointed.

"But later, he touched my face..."

"How is it possible? There were only four of us at the time. How could it be—"

Song Tianyi raised the question in a timely manner. They had been educated in materialism and atheism since childhood. It was normal for them not to believe it when they suddenly heard such a thing, but the person in front of him was Ji Zhe;

It’s Ji Zhe who is afraid of ghosts and is delicate.