Midnight Ship Says [Unlimited]

Chu Tu glanced sideways, snorted coldly, turned around and held the hand that was plotting evil.

The two forces collided evenly, and no one had the upper hand in the end. In the end, the two were at a stalemate, and they both fell heavily on the wall.The elbows of the two secretly used the support of the wall, and they stood still for a while.

"Brother, why are you guarding me so tightly?" Shang Huannian's voice was still soft.

If the strength in his hands wasn't so strong and their postures weren't so weird, Chu Tu would have been fooled by his expression. However, at this moment, he could only twitch the corners of his mouth with a half-smile: "Can you speak before you speak?" Can't you let go first?"

"If you let go, what will my brother do to me, I have no strength to fight back."

Chu Tu rolled his eyes.He didn't think about what to do, the instigator actually liked to beat him up.

Unexpectedly, Shang Huannian suddenly relaxed.Chu Tu didn't react for a while, and rushed over according to the inertia, his hands pressed against the wall against Shang Huannian's hands, and the tip of his nose was only two or three centimeters away from him before he barely stopped.

Chutu almost gasped, the distance was too scary—but he still controlled his breathing, because at this distance, the breaths of the two were entangled, and even slight fluctuations could be clearly conveyed to each other .

However, he couldn't hold back and swallowed, the ups and downs of his Adam's apple announced how nervous he was now.

"Brother, you are nervous."

Chu Tu half-closed his eyes, like a short-haired cat facing a natural enemy, and issued his own warning: "I want you to take care of it."

Shang Huannian completely blocked his warning and chuckled lightly.

"What?" Director Chu's eyes flicked on his face.

Shang Huannian shook his head and lowered his eyes.

"Thank you."

Chutu's breathing slowed down suddenly, and even his heart began to beat slowly and heavily.

In the next second, Chu Tu regretted it.

When Shang Huannian took advantage of his trance and directly pushed him against the wall and found that this person hadn't used all his strength before, and he couldn't push him away at all, Chutu's mind was in a mess.

How could he trust this man so easily? ?

Does he really think this person is a simple little white flower with a pure heart? ?

Seeing that Chu Tu's face was ashen, Shang Huannian burst out laughing, leaned closer to Chu Tu's ear, and blew slightly next to the nervous red ear: "It's true. Thank you for being willing to do this for me." Anxious and concerned about the danger of the dead."

Chu Tu knew that he was talking about the teaching downstairs.

At that time, he didn't think much about it, it was just that a violent spark ignited in his heart.

"So, what happened after being assimilated...you can still remember..."

Shang Huannian said: "Ask Xiao Zhou and Chen Wujiu, they must have no memory. But I am special, even if I can't control myself, I can remember everything."

Chu Tu secretly screamed in his heart that it was not good. He should have thought that he was so special in the midnight world.

His thoughts were written all over his face at once, and he was definitely incomparable to a veteran acting like Shang Huanian.

Shang Huannian knew what he was thinking, and said in a low voice, "Why don't you want to admit that you care about me?"

Chu Tu was silent for a while, and then said, "You should know that you are very mysterious. Even though I remember what happened when we were young, it doesn't mean that you are not dangerous in my heart."

There was no emotion in Shang Huannian's black pupils.He just let Chutu go.

Chu Tu breathed a sigh of relief, rubbed his sore wrists, and loosened his neck.

In the silence, Shang Huannian said slowly: "I thought that after going through all this, you would be able to recall more things, but I didn't expect the route to erase memories so thoroughly."

Chu Tu said: "If you are willing to speak, I am willing to listen."

"Say it, it's different from what I think of." Shang Huannian smiled wryly, "And there are some things that are tacit and unsubstantiated, so how can I speak? In fact, some traces can still be found , but you can't prove what I said, then you will think that I am lying to you."

Chutu pulled a chair and sat on the far side of him: "The route where you died... Oh, no, it should be the route where you participated in the small island mission, am I there?"

"En." Shang Huannian nodded briskly, and he pulled a chair to sit next to Chutu.

"Wait!"

Shang Huannian: "?"

Chu Tu pointed his finger at the other end of the room aggressively: "Sit over!"

The best way not to be fooled is to keep him away from you!

Shang Huannian: "..." Poorly, his small actions still failed to escape Director Chu's eyes.

He obediently dragged the chair over there, and sat down helplessly.

Seeing him sitting down, Chu Tu continued to ask, "Then, was I there that night?"

"Yes." Shang Huannian said.

Chu Tu pondered.He is not a big-hearted person, if someone dies in front of him, he will more or less have the impression.But for Shang Huannian, he didn't have it at all.

Shang Huannian smiled: "Don't think about it. That midnight world is very special, you won't remember it."

"Just like this world, will the small world transform the player's spirit?"

"Yes."

Chu Tu frowned and said, "Let me tell you, since you're so sticky, can't you speak clearly? Don't fool me with what happened last day. Even if that world is so special, I will never forget it. If we It’s really a lover’s words.”

"I know, you are such a person." Shang Huannian said, "Even for those strangers who don't know each other, you are suffering from the pain of being sick now."

"Then make it clear."

Shang Huannian raised his head and looked at Chu Tu quietly, his eyes calm.His eyes almost turned Chu Tu's eyes.

He slowly opened his mouth and told Chu Tu the story of that night.

Chu Tu suddenly said, "Wait."

Shang Huannian looked up: "What's wrong?"

Chu Tu said in a tone of pauses: "This time, tell the truth. I want to hear your truth."

"Okay." Shang Huannian smiled, "On the third night, I confirmed your intentions. Then it's okay to talk about it."

Chutu lowered his head and coughed.

Next, Shang Huannian began to talk about the night that changed the fate of the two.

That midnight world is a ten-person copy.

One of them was a shore guest with his client, who in turn brought two friends.

Such a four-man team dominated the night.

And this route was Chu Tu and Shang Huannian's first route. Although the two had experienced the tempering of the previous few nights, they were still little lambs compared to the group of four.

Midnight World is set in Japan before the Meiji Restoration.As soon as all of them opened their eyes, they found themselves lying on the tatami mats, and the air was filled with the extremely beautiful and strong smell of incense.

"Huan Nian, Huan Nian, wake up." When Chu Tu woke up, two or three people had already sat up. He saw the other people's complexion, and wanted to wake up Shang Huan Nian as soon as possible.

Shang Huannian stood up rubbing his eyes, his pupils slowly focused, and coughed twice.

Their current posture is too weird.

Ten white blankets are spread out on the tatami, and each blanket can fit just one person.When they lay there unconscious, it seemed that it was a shroud rather than a blanket.

The ten "corpses" were divided into two rows, five in a row, neatly arranged foot-to-foot on the tatami mat.

A small wooden table was placed between the two rows, and a white candle was burning on it.This candle was the only source of light in the entire room.

Shang Huannian got up and looked around the room.

This is a very typical Japanese house.One side is against the wall, the other two sides are partitions made of paper, and the other side is a sliding door made of paper.

What made him feel uncomfortable was that these paper-pasted walls and doors were covered with bright patterns.Even if they don't study classical art, they can see that these patterns are very exquisite and gorgeous, and even if they are not necessarily made by everyone, their authors are not something that small families can afford.

On the contrary, the tatami mats under them were very torn, and looked like they had been used for many years, and even had some hooks, and the table where the candles were placed was also lame.

Shang Huannian felt the gaze of another person who had woken up, shook his shoulders involuntarily, and moved closer to Chutu.

Chutu pulled him over and whispered in his ear, "There seems to be a shore visitor here."

Hearing the word Anke, Shang Huannian stiffened involuntarily.

Chu Tu thought he still hadn't come out, so he comforted softly: "Teacher, what he wants to see the most is that you live well. Get up and don't be frightened by them. We can't be cannon fodder for them." .”

Shang Huannian nodded: "I know. But I will definitely avenge my father's revenge."

Chu Tu sighed.He was still in that mood after all.Chutu worried that this would put him in danger.

Shang Huannian's father was his mentor.

In fact, he was influenced by Mr. Shang to step into this industry.

At that time, they were the only two Asian families on the street, and their parents communicated very logically and established a deep friendship.At that time, Chu Tu and his wife were busy with their own business, and often entrusted their children to the business couple to take care of them. Chu Tu was as familiar with the business people as he was with his own family.

Mr. Shang is a professor of film studies at the university.Under his influence, Chu Tu became interested in film, so that he studied this field. After graduating from undergraduate, he continued his studies with Mr. Shang, who is like his father.

But this time, he followed Mr. Shang to visit, and Shang Huannian also followed.How did they know that this was the last time they saw their teacher and their father.

Mr. Shang died last night, but time didn't stop. They were sad for less than a day, and they had to start the next journey.

People in the room woke up one after another and began to chatter in different languages.

The group of four are all Japanese and they speak Japanese; Chu Tu, Shang Huannian and the other little girl are Chinese. Both of them have no problem with Chinese and English, but the little girl’s English is limited and she can only speak a few words. Words; and three others were all Americans.

"They have bad intentions. This is their home court." Shang Huannian said to Chu Tu.

The four Japanese can speak English, and one of them has a close relationship with Chutu, and is also a filmmaker who studied in the United States.But in this case, four people get together and speak Japanese in front of them, which can only mean two things: they don't want to share with others, and they don't care about their eyes.

Thrash—the door was pushed open.

Everyone turned their heads and saw a woman in a pure white kimono standing outside the door.

Her face was painted snow-white by rice flour, her hair was combed in a big bun, and she stood with her head bowed respectfully, facing everyone in the room.

Gusty winds blew into the house from the door opening, making the woman's plain white clothes rattle.

Chu Tu grabbed Shang Huannian's hand and squeezed it tightly, and the two looked behind the woman with shortness of breath.

A man with a samurai hair combed fiercely with a slender long|sword, about to slash at the woman's neck.

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The stories in the memory are not written in detail, they will end soon.

Thanks to Chires for five bottles of nutrient solution and 20 bottles of nutrient solution for sweet and sour without pork ribs~