Slag Gong really smells good after the divorce

Shu Linqing and Yi Wulan were in a group, and they were arranged in a suite with a living room and two rooms.

In the middle of the night, after Yi Wulan finished drawing a picture, he came out to see Shu Linqing sitting in the living room, making a cup of tea.

Yi Wulan: "Can't sleep?"

Shu Linqing looked at the sinking tea in the cup: "I'm a bit insomnia."

Yi Wulan took the coffee and sat down: "Thinking about Sheng Ling?"

Shu Linqing answered irrelevantly: "The decoration style here feels like it can be decorated in places that make people uncomfortable."

The place where I live uses red and black contrasting colors, and there are dozens of yellow lights, which makes people uncomfortable.

Yi Wulan: "Since I can't sleep, let me tell you a story."

Shu Linqing looked over in doubt, even the doubt was mild.

Yi Wulan put down the coffee cup: "From the time I met Sheng Ling ten years ago, push forward the timeline of one year. At that time, I hang out with Liang Fei all day long. Do you know Liang Fei?"

Shu Linqing: "It's... that very talented actor? It's said that acting is just a hobby."

Yi Wulan: "Yeah, it's him. Mr. Liang is my mother's mentor. Mr. Liang and the powerful Mr. Lin are good friends. The outside world doesn't know, so Mr. Lin has a premonition that he will die soon. The list and evidence were handed over to Mr. Liang."

"You should know the importance of that list."

Shu Linqing, who had learned about it on the Internet in the past few days, nodded: "The people on the list involve hundreds of billions of dollars and dozens of lives."

After being exposed by an investigative reporter at that time, the whole country was shocked, but the result of the final investigation was perfunctory.

Shu Linqing suffered from insomnia, but his expression was still gentle.

People around her didn't dare to ask Yi Wulan about this matter, it seemed that it was a sad thing to mention, but for Yi Wulan, it was actually an emotion that had been settled for ten years.

Being able to talk about this passage late at night with a colleague who knew Sheng Ling well was actually in line with Yi Wulan's original idea.

He came out and could bring it up calmly.

Yi Wulan: "Old Mr. Liang was worried that it would affect Liang Fei, so he sent his whole family abroad. He stayed in the country alone, and gave the list to my mother for insurance."

Shu Linqing raised his eyebrows.

Yi Wulan lit a cigarette: "Do you mind?"

Shu Linqing shook his head.

Yi Wulan lightly exhaled a blue smoke ring: "You should know about it from the Internet. My mother is weak and timid but also feels a heavy responsibility. She herself is trapped in a love that is on the verge of collapse, so she chooses to use suicide to hide this. Everything, the clues are hidden in the long-prepared portrait and a painting."

"It's rare for her to be so precise. She deceived everyone and only left some clues for me. She stuffed a small handkerchief in my shirt pocket and embroidered a list of English letters on it. I thought about this word over and over again. It took me ten years to understand what that meant."

Shu Linqing could not bear it, and murmured: "Yi Wulan..."

Yi Wulan tilted her head and rested her forehead with her hands: "A year later, I met Sheng Ling, and later in high school I also witnessed the love between you two. Why did you go abroad?"

Shu Linqing moved his lips, turned his head and laughed at himself: "Because I'm afraid, I'm cowardly and cowardly, I dare not bear it."

Ten years ago, homosexuality had not been recognized by the public, especially on campus. After the exposure, those eyes and remarks weighed on Shu Linqing's fragile nerves.

Yi Wulan: "Then why don't you chase him back now?"

This question silenced the atmosphere between the two. Shu Linqing said: "I feel that Sheng Ling has become unfamiliar. He was not so sharp before. He was just an overly intelligent and rebellious young man. He would frown in disdain when the oil paint touched his hands, and then impatiently wiped my face. superior."

"Now I can't see through him."

Shu Linqing took a sip of some cold tea: "Speaking of which, if I had to choose a partner to spend the rest of my life with, I would rather choose Designer Yi, Sheng Ling. Now the more times I meet him, the more unfamiliar he becomes."

Yi Wulan: ...

"You attack and I attack?"

Shu Linqing blinked: "...Me?"

Yi Wulan spit out coldly: "Don't even think about it."

Really with Shu Linqing, he can only do the attack.

The two sleepless people looked at each other and smiled.

Shu Linqing: "Then you and Xiang Jiuming..."

Yi Wulan made a stop gesture: "So concerned about my relationship?"

"Xiang Jiuming and I each take what we need, and we test each other, which is the mature love of standard adults."

"Oh." Shu Linqing was greatly satisfied.

He thought that Yi Wulan's character buried deep at the bottom was soft-hearted.

For example, in the middle of the night, comfort an insomniac colleague.

Xiang Jiuming and Sheng Ling hated each other, forming a team and being teammates really hurt each other.

At night, Xiang Jiuming couldn't sleep and came out to drink the red wine in the refrigerator. He found Sheng Ling sitting at the table eating steak. The decoration of this room was weird, with red, white and white colors, and suddenly saw someone sitting there at night.

Xiang Jiuming was startled: "What are you doing?"

Sheng Ling glanced at him, ignoring him.

Xiang Jiuming took a can of cold beer and walked over to provoke Sheng Ling: "Wu Lan and I are now in an affair, how about you?"

Sheng Ling: "Waiting for Wulan and me to remarry."

Xiang Jiuming: ...

Why didn't he realize that Sheng Ling was so cheap before?

Xiang Jiuming: "Didn't you always miss Shu Linqing before? Bai Yueguang also came this time, why didn't I see you in action?"

Sheng Ling slowly cut the steak: "Go away, or do it."

Seeing that Xiang Jiuming had achieved his goal and angered Sheng Ling, his headache was relieved, and he went back to his room happily after drinking the beer.

It's true that he can't beat Sheng Ling, and there are few people who can beat Sheng Ling alone, but it's still a pleasure to be able to crush Sheng Ling in other ways.

Sheng Ling cut a piece of steak, threw it into the mouth, and sent a text message to Yi Wulan after eating: "I may not be in the mood for breakfast tomorrow, so I'll have something tonight."

Yi Wulan was chatting with Shu Linqing, his eyes flashed when he received the news, thinking of something, he went to the refrigerator to get ingredients to fry two steaks, and stir-fried a plate of broccoli with garlic.

Shu Linqing: "Eat now?"

"Let's eat," Yi Wulan said, "I may not be able to eat tomorrow, or I may not have an appetite."

Shu Linqing took the steak in a daze, since he couldn't sleep anyway, so he just ate it.

Waking up early the next morning, Shu Linqing understood why Yi Wulan did that.

Open the door, walk through the winding corridors, and arrive at the villa in front of you last night. The whole villa is set up as a game field for script killing.

In the middle is a dummy, the kind covered with ketchup.

Someone wanted to vomit on the spot.

The staff thoughtfully delivered all kinds of breakfast, but no one could eat such a strange environment and smell.

Is the host sick?

Until now, the host has not appeared.

Sheng Ling stood aside with a calm expression: "It's his style."

Xiang Jiuming: "Have you seen it?"

Sheng Ling: "I came to play once, the last time the theme was Battle Royale."

Yi Wulan: "Then you should win quickly."

The corner of Sheng Ling's mouth curled up: "I won, but I'm the one chasing and killing the contestants."

People listening nearby: ...

The staff explained the rules in front, there is no limit, twelve groups of people have their own scripts in advance, two of them are the murderers, after the whole day of the game, the person who first identified the murderer or the murderer group that was not identified wins .

Each group in the middle may draw killing props, and they can kill people according to the prompts of the props.

A group of people entered the villa. Before entering, Sheng Ling asked the staff: "Has your boss participated in the game this time?"

The staff put on a fake smile: "I don't know."

Yi Wulan took a step behind, heard their conversation, and asked Sheng Ling, "You should have met his boss last time you came here?"

Sheng Ling: "No, I got rid of people too quickly last time. The game ended without seeing anyone else. I only saw his cousin."

OK, you can do it.

After Yi Wulan entered, Shu Linqing pulled him aside and said in a low voice, "Our identity is murderer, take a look."

Yi Wulan glanced: "Are you really going to play this game?"

Shu Linqing was quite excited. He seldom participated in parties abroad. Even if the gatherings were art appreciation and art exchange, it was the first time so many people played this kind of game.

It feels a little irritating.

Shu Linqing: "And isn't there a prize for the winner?"

Yi Wulan looked at Shu Linqing's bright eyes, and felt strangely cute. He was about to mess around, but he sighed and said, "Then let's get started."

"We have to get rid of the suspicion first."

Shu Linqing: "How to wash it off?"

Yi Wulan pointed to the small note: "After two hours, everyone has to declare their identities. Everyone can tell lies, but if it must be a lie that cannot be exposed, others can tell the truth through their own note information. To judge whether what you said is true or false, so the first thing we do now is, "

Shu Linqing: "Find us a background of a good person who won't be exposed?"

Yi Wulan: "Well, there is also, forging a certificate."

The script given this time was a campus murder case. A group of people were playing at the home of a rich second-generation classmate. As a result, early the next morning, people found that a boy from a poor family with excellent grades was lying in the living room. When the servant found out, People are already too cold to be colder.

Twelve groups, each group plays a character, and two characters are murderers.

Yi Wulan and Shu Linqing got the killer card, a male classmate Xiaoqing who was jealous of this boy.

But the motive for the murder was not detailed, and only jealousy was written on the note.

Shu Linqing had built trust in Yi Wulan unknowingly: "What should we do now?"

Yi Wulan took a glance, and the rest of the advanced group had already started looking for rooms to search for clues, and they didn’t know each other. Some came here for the clues of the designer competition, and some came here to make friends with the owner. Their identities had no purpose. Again, in such an environment, no one is in the mood for small talk.

No group wants to stay in the living room, and the ketchup-smeared Sims look a little sad.

He pulled Shu Linqing over and walked to the room on the second floor: "Let's look for clues first."

The time to search for clues passed quickly, the two of them searched through two rooms, more than an hour passed, and opened the door of the third room, the room number is 028, which is also the room of Xiaoqing written on the note, No one has come in to check yet.

Yi Wulan first went to the bookcase to search for clues, while Shu Linqing searched for the pockets of the clothes on the hanger by the door.

"Tuk-tuk" knocked on the door.

Shu Linqing opened the door and saw a staff member holding a plate: "The boss apologizes for not being able to have breakfast, and asked me to bring you something to eat."

There are two glasses of water and a stack of bread on the dinner plate.

Shu Linqing took it over and said friendlyly, "Okay, thank you."

He is not hungry now, and he doesn't really want to eat bread, but he is indeed a little thirsty. He took a big sip from the water glass, and just realized something was wrong, and the liquid had slipped into it.

It's liquor!

Yi Wulan finished flipping through the book, but found nothing useful, but found a small iron box with a lock, it seemed that he was looking for a key.

Turning around, he said to Shu Linqing, "Did you find anything?"

"Huh?" Shu Linqing's face was mostly red, and his eyes were blurred: "Designer Yi, I drank."

"It seems a little uncomfortable?"

Yi Wulan keenly noticed the two cups of liquid and a stack of bread on the table.

Putting the small tin box in his pocket casually, Yi Wulan frowned and walked over there: "Was the gift just now?"

He just remembered that when he went to Yuanshi last time, he was held hands in front of the hospital bed and told in every possible way not to touch alcohol.

Before he got too close, Shu Linqing reached out and hugged Yi Wulan directly.

"Designer Yi, you are a good person."

Sheng Ling checked a few rooms and then went to the lobby.

Xiang Jiuming was in another room before and had a reconciliation with Sheng Ling after checking. He originally wanted to find Yi Wulan, but he guessed that Yi Wulan wanted to play games more.

Xiang Jiuming: "Is the owner here sick? It's creepy, and he likes to play this kind of game."

If Yi Wulan hadn't come, he definitely wouldn't have come, and if there's a dance, there's a dance, why do these gaudy and infiltrating themed games.

Sheng Ling is very indifferent: "He is like this. He was kidnapped when he was a child and has mental illness. It is unreasonable for you to blame the game. Now many people like live-action scripted killings and escape rooms."

The eyes that glanced over seemed to say that Jiuming was falling behind.

The last time Sheng Ling came to play games, it was because Yin Song strongly invited him.

Xiang Jiuming: ...

There was still no one in the living room, so Sheng Ling went over to check on the simulated human being lying on the ground, Xiang Jiuming stayed away from him.

A staff member came over with a plate, but he didn't even look at Jiuming: "No, we don't need it."

Such a situation is really a warrior.

Xiang Jiuming: "Have you seen enough?"

Sheng Lingzai scanned it again carefully, and walked over: "It's over, have you seen Yi Wulan?"

Xiang Jiuming squinted his eyes and smiled: "What's the matter, why don't you look for Bai Yueguang?"

Sheng Ling ignored him: "If you want to find Wulan, follow him."

Xiang Jiuming: "What's the reason? This is playing a game. Don't you mean playing the game more seriously?"

Sheng Ling: "Alliance."

The author has something to say: open the door.

Xiang Jiuming:? ? ?Sheng Ling:? ? ?

Mr. Sheng's hair is dyed black now, he is not the same Sheng Ling as before, and the dog has started to plan.

The reason why the list cannot be written in detail is because of the she administration, so the previous arrangements are all under the hood, chirping little cuties

Have a good rest after Valentine's Day

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: 315880521; (Peach holds the number plate of love)

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: Duan Ming, Wen Yiji (I'm blind), Qiufeng 1;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：倾鸾52瓶；君玄清10瓶；淤泥深处的星星9瓶；忘机琴6瓶；知宴5瓶；奈何2瓶；然、苏里南、努力努力再努力y、Alois1瓶；

Thank you all so much, bows.