The book-crossing case happened! The villains all want me to go to jail

Time passes quite quickly.

Shao Liechuan and Xie Xuan'an's business trip had ended long ago, and they returned to their original city.

Unexpectedly, Wen Jing quit his original job and came back with them.

He stopped wearing women's clothes and became a gentle man again.

He declared: "I know I can't go on like this, so I'm going to find a new job to save myself."

After visiting, he found a job in a bakery. He has superb skills, earns a good income, and is very popular with girls.

He would often visit Xie Xuan'an's home, and every time he would bring a few small cakes he made himself.

"Xuan, thank you. It's you who made me realize that I shouldn't..."

"No, you don't have to..." Xie Xuan'an looked at the very normal Wen Jing. The man with short hair and gold-rimmed glasses looked much more pleasing to the eye, which no longer made him feel suffocated.

In his spare time, Wen Jing would ask Xie Xuan'an to go out and play, go to his workplace, and make desserts with him. Those were truly wonderful times.

It is always hundreds of times more beautiful than the chaotic moment when the demons are dancing wildly.

Seeing that Yi Shou’s birthday was approaching, Xie Xuan’an couldn’t help but start to get nervous.

Whether it was day or night, as long as his mind was free, he would think about this matter, and his thoughts became more and more...

As for Shao Liechuan, we have to wait until next year.

He decided to hold the event at home.

I bought the cake from the shop where Wen Jing worked. After all, I had tried it before and the taste was very good.

"What kind of flavor would Ikari like?" I was thinking about this and felt conflicted.

I saw Ikari watching TV on the sofa next to him. If I asked him suddenly, would it not be a surprise?

He is very focused on watching TV. How about trying it with some snacks?

Xie Xuanan took out a few pieces of candy without anyone noticing.

There are milk flavor, chocolate flavor, orange flavor, strawberry flavor...

Xie Xuan'an picked up one at random and put it in his mouth, pretending that he was eating candy too.

Then he poked Ikari and asked, "Which candy do you want to eat?"

Ikari glanced at it casually.

"casual."

Xie Xu’an: “?”

The sun has gone down.

Xie Xuan came to the cake shop.

Seeing Wen Jin still working, he asked, "Which is the most delicious cake you have?"

Wen Jing pointed to the side and said, "This kind with jam is very popular recently. Do you want to buy some?"

"Buy!" Xie Xuan'an was looking forward to that day.

To be honest, he hadn't figured out how to celebrate Ikari's birthday.

There is probably only two points of sincerity, and the rest is just courtesy of returning the gift, and maybe one point...

Candlelight flickers.

This familiar scene reappeared, and this time the object of blessing was Yi Shou. The warm candlelight swayed slowly in the darkness, covering the entire room with a soft halo. The same process, although it was a little less novel in Xie Xuan'an's eyes, the sincerity was overflowing.

When all the lights in the house went out, darkness instantly enveloped the surroundings. Xie Xuan gently lit the candle, and the small flame flickered, illuminating Yi Shou's slightly surprised face.

He clapped his hands, followed the beat, and sang "Happy Birthday to You".

Crisp applause echoed in the quiet space, each one carrying full blessings.

Xie Xuan'an's gaze moved back and forth between Yi Shou and the cake, with a smile in his eyes.

Yikari was tightly wrapped in this warm atmosphere, his heartbeat quickened involuntarily, and an indescribable feeling spread in his heart.

"Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you~"

Xie Xuan'an's singing is full of sincerity and enthusiasm.

"Happy birthday, Yi Shou. I wish you to bravely pursue your dreams at the age of 21 and write your own wonderful chapter in this prime of youth."

This time the cake is a three-layer one, exquisite and beautiful.

Ikari was slightly stunned, but soon regained his composure. He nodded slightly and said softly, "Thank you."

Under the warm firelight, Xie Xuan'an was a little embarrassed, but he still carefully cut the cake for Yi Shou. He picked up the knife and touched the cake carefully, making a slight "rustling" sound.

As the knife slowly cut in, the cake was neatly divided into small pieces.

Xie Xuan'an's eyes were focused and serious, and he carefully placed a piece of cake on Yi Shou's plate.

Ikari looked at his focused expression, the corners of his mouth raised in a gentle smile.

The cake that Xie Xuan'an bought was covered with a lot of fruits. Out of politeness, he put most of the fruits on Yi Shou's plate.

"Eat." Xie Xuan'an handed him the plate, his words full of anticipation, which seemed to be mixed with some emotions that he himself had not yet noticed.

Ikari took the plate and looked at the plate full of fruits and exquisite cakes, and a warm feeling surged in his heart.

He took a bite of the cake, and the sweet taste spread in his mouth. "Delicious, very delicious."

Ikari praised, his eyes sparkling with delight.

Seeing that he was happy, Xie Xuan also smiled brightly. The two of them ate quietly in the room with only a faint firelight.

The air was filled with a sweet scent, as if time had stopped at this moment, leaving only each other's company and warmth.

Xie Xuan'an's hand holding the fork was shaking slightly. He didn't eat much of the cake, but opened a bottle of Erguotou. "How about trying some white wine?"

Xie Xuan said casually.

Yi Shou was slightly stunned, then paused and said, "Sure, I can drink quite well."

Seeing that he agreed, Xie Xuan'an immediately filled his glass.

Ikari picked up the wine glass, took a sip, closed his eyes and savored the mellow taste of the liquor.

"Um……"

The alcohol content of the liquor was very high, and most people couldn't hold on to more than a few sips. Seeing that he seemed to like drinking it very much, Xie Xuan'an also took a sip.

"It tastes good." Yishou nodded without disappointing him.

Seeing him like this, Xie Xuan'an continued pouring wine until Yi Shou finished the bottle of wine.

Xie Xuan'an looked at the empty bottle of Erguotou and laughed secretly in his heart. Most people could not bear this.

Looking at Yi Shou's blushing face opposite him, Xie Xuan'an knew that he was drunk. At this moment, Yi Shou was surprisingly cute in Xie Xuan'an's eyes.

There was a hint of desire in Xie Xuan'an's eyes. He looked at Yi Shou quietly, his heart full of anticipation.

Just as Xie Xuan'an was about to do something, he heard a knock on the door.

"? Who's here?" Xie Xuan'an walked over and opened the door vigilantly.

It turned out to be Shao Liechuan and Wen Jing...

They both looked innocent, as if they were just visiting.

"Why are you here?" Although Xie Xuan'an had countless questions in his mind, he still politely let them in.

"When I heard Wen Jing say that you went to buy a cake, I guessed that it was Yi Shou's birthday. I came here to celebrate with you."

Shao Liechuan looked around as he entered the room. It was pitch black all around, so when he turned around he saw the only point of light: Yi Shou, who was sitting there blankly with an abnormal blush on his face.

And Wen Jing also said: "I brought some gifts."

"Ah... Thank you. It's a bother." Xie Xuan'an swallowed and seemed a little guilty. Looking at the two men who were almost treating his home as their own, he didn't know what to do.

The scene was a bit messy, that's what Xie Xuan'an saw.

The four of them sat around the table, tasting the white wine.

Ikari's face was slightly flushed and he looked a little abnormal, but he still insisted on drinking.

Shao Liechuan is like a chatterbox who never runs out of things to talk about, always looking for new topics for everyone to listen to.

I don't know where he got these lines from, they sound like a marketing account.

"Do you know? The ten taboos of celebrating birthdays!"

"You definitely don't understand this time! 21 is the most important node in life!" Shao Liechuan was full of passion. Wen Jing, who was almost 30, listened carefully.

"You must listen to what I have to say this time! You can't celebrate your 21st birthday with four men, because too much yang energy will attract ghosts!"

"Why? So magical?" Wen Jing was puzzled: "Is it a Feng Shui problem?"

"No, no, I didn't finish." Shao Liechuan looked at the three of them mysteriously: "Excessive yang energy will attract ghosts, so it's best for 21-year-old men and women to celebrate their birthdays alone!"

"Do you understand?"

"I don't understand." Except for Ikari who was unconscious, both of them looked puzzled.

Shao Liechuan was unhappy this time. His eyes widened as if he was very angry, as if they didn't understand what he said.

"Shao Liechuan, stop being superstitious and just find a proper platform to copy the lines." Xie Xuan'an complained mercilessly, and he looked at Shao Liechuan with a complicated look.

Wen Jing also nodded in agreement.

Shao Liechuan was even more unhappy now. He retorted: "Nonsense! I don't have it! If you don't believe me, we can check it online!"

Seeing this, Xie Xuanan waved his hands impatiently, obviously not wanting to listen anymore.

Shao Liechuan had no choice but to shut up.

At this time, the alcohol took effect, their heads became more and more dizzy, and the things in front of their eyes became a little blurry.

"Today is the Ghost Festival..." Someone muttered this and the whole audience fell silent.

The four people seemed to be drunk and unconscious. The even snoring sound rose and fell in the quiet space, and the air seemed to be frozen. The originally peaceful atmosphere was quietly broken at this moment.

In this room, a dark figure quietly stood up, and the surrounding darkness seemed to be protecting him.

His movements were extremely light and made no sound. Only the slight sound of clothes rubbing against each other seemed particularly clear in the dead silence.

He walked towards the kitchen step by step, and every step seemed to have been carefully measured. The moment his footsteps landed, one seemed to feel an invisible pressure gradually rising.

After a few steps, he reached the kitchen. His eyes swept over the various knives. The cold metallic luster was looming in the darkness. After hesitating for two seconds, he finally picked up a sharp knife.

He twisted his wrist slightly, feeling the weight and balance of the knife.

Then, he randomly chopped at a person, and with a "clang" sound, the person's head fell to the ground successfully.

At this moment, the room was dead silent, with only the sound of blood splattering.

Who was killed?

Who killed him again?

The other two seemed to have noticed something. They turned their heads around in a daze and were instantly frightened by the scene in front of them.

The blood from the arteries spurted out two meters high like a fountain. The warm blood splashed on the walls, tables, and floor. The pungent smell of blood filled the air, making it almost impossible to breathe.

The man holding the knife was slowly approaching them.

His eyes were cold and empty, as if without a trace of emotion, and the figure in the darkness was approaching step by step like the abyss of death.

The two men's faces grew paler and the smell of blood rushed straight to their brains.

"What are you doing."

One of them asked in a trembling voice, his voice was full of fear and doubt, and every word seemed to tremble.

"Yeah, what are you going to do?" another person followed suit, his voice trembling violently and full of despair.

"It's just right to get rid of you all at once." He laughed sinisterly, and his voice echoed in this small space, making people feel creepy.

The blood on his hands had not yet dried, and the sticky feeling made him frown slightly, but he looked at them as if he was appreciating a perfect work of art.

"I don't want to do that either, but you're in the way, so you two should just die together."

"I will sew you up and make you my best playmates."

The two watched him approach step by step, and they couldn't help but shrink back, their backs pressed against the wall, but they could still feel the endless fear coming from all directions.

Their hearts were filled with despair.

There is no possibility of resistance.

Blood was all over the ground, and what should have been a happy birthday turned into a picture of hell.

Surprised?

Their minds may be filled with such questions.

You've been wanting to kill them for a long time, haven't you?

And now is the most relaxing moment. If we don’t kill now, when will we kill?

The figure walked slowly past the broken limbs and arms, his steps without any hesitation or delay.

Every step he took was on blood.

He turned his back to the blood-stained restaurant, as if he wanted to be completely isolated from this bloody scene.

The only candlelight was suddenly extinguished.

Darkness enveloped the entire room, as if swallowing everything.

has it ended?

At this moment, the slight knock on the door was like a thunderclap in the dead silence, making people's hearts rise to their throats in an instant.

The figure was puzzled, walked over and opened the door cautiously.

When he saw the scene outside the door, his body suddenly froze.

It's the sun.