I mistook an escape game for a love game

Wet water vapor poured into the house from the window, Wen Yi felt cold.

They had been silent for a long time. After Wen Yi said the words that seemed to be a confession, the boss didn't respond to him.

At first Wen Yi felt that the atmosphere was lingering, and the two looked at each other silently in the dark environment, which already seemed very ambiguous.

But after a long time, he gradually discovered that the boss didn't seem to have any ambiguous intentions, because he just looked at him blankly, and Wen Yi, who had adapted to the dark environment, could gradually see his eyes clearly, which were empty.

This made Wen Yi feel a little confused.

Then he gradually realized that it was probably just his illusion that everything was going well, the big boss was the big boss, and he could tell at a glance that the discomfort was so easy to deal with.

Wen Yi was secretly embarrassed for a moment, and then he was relieved, which is more in line with common sense, otherwise he would still find it strange that he didn't pretend to be passionate enough to think that he was very charming.

But, what does it matter? A small obstacle in front of him does not prevent the established fact that the boss will become his target in the future, does it?

So Wenyi smiled, and tried to act like a baby in a very contrived tone, "Boss, I'm so cold, I just got caught in the rain!"

But the boss didn't get his point, "What did you call me?"

The boss seemed to frowned.

Wen Yi was speechless for a moment. Damn it, he was so smug, but who is worse than him? After so long, he still doesn't know the name of his partner. It's too miserable.

The miserable Wen Yi revealed his true feelings, "Boss..." Wen Yi pouted, "Who told me I don't know your name, even if I ask others."

Don't mention how aggrieved the little eyes are.

Don't mention how calm the boss is. Seeing Wen Yi not saying a word, there is no reaction that a normal person would have at all. How to say, in this case, he should also tell him his name or something.

But the boss just kept silent, as if he didn't really want to tell him the meaning of his name, but after passing through the last world, Wen Yi made a bold guess, "Do you... have a name?"

It is really bold to say this sentence, after all, no normal person has a name.

But the boss is not a normal person, "No."

Now Wenyi is silent, this game, this setting, is it some kind of interest in picking names for lovers?

This, although a bit far-fetched, is not impossible, right? Haha, Wen Yi laughed dryly in his heart.

"Then what should I call you?" Wen Yi pouted and continued to pretend to be cute.

The boss turned around and lay facing the wall.

Wen Yi was stunned for two seconds before he realized, "Fuck, do you think he's annoying?"

what?

Is that outrageous, sir?

Don't even look at what's going on now, can this ignore him?

Wen Yi was on the verge of getting violent, when had he ever been wronged like this?

I think he has lived for more than [-] years, when did he not ignore others, and when did others ignore him?

ah?Thinking that he is his future object is terrible?

What's wrong, boss?Is the boss amazing?Can you ignore others when others tempt him?

Can this be tolerated?

There was silence for two seconds.

Haha, I can bear it.

Who told this to be his object? He couldn't bear it, right?

Hehe, it doesn't matter if you know the big brother is awkward, Wen Yi thought, as long as I'm not awkward, didn't I say it on the Internet?Be proactive, lol.

So Wen Yi suddenly thought of the time when he was rubbing the bed with the boss before, and he became more determined.

So he gently raised his hand and lifted a corner of the quilt, trying to climb onto the bed, carefully lifted his butt up, and just touched the bed, the boss turned his head, "What are you doing?"

Wen Yi smiled embarrassedly, "I want to sleep with you."

Seeing the surprised expression of the boss, Wen Yi rolled his eyes, then quickly shook his head, "Um, don't get me wrong, it's just sleeping, I won't do anything, I promise."

Wen Yi's sand sculpture speech completely shocked the boss. He raised his leg and kicked Wen Yi off the bed. Wen Yi screamed strangely, and only had time to protect his face.

Wen Yi was lying on the bed sullenly, not even noticing the bell after class.

When the door of the dormitory was pushed open, voices from outside came in, and Wen Yi realized that it was raining heavily. Yang Yuhuai took a look, met Wen Yi's eyes, then turned his head to face the outside and said with a smile, "Thank you You sent me back, I'm not in a hurry with that umbrella, return it to me when you find it."

As he spoke, he bent down to take the things the other party was carrying, and then walked in the door.

When Wen Yi retracted his body, he glanced at it. The person outside the door was tall and wearing a hat, so he couldn't see his face clearly.

Just as Wen Yi lay back down, Yang Yuhuai came over and grabbed him by the collar on his chest, and lifted him up, "Lie, lie, lie, everyone is useless, get up and eat, sir..."

Wen Yi sat up, took the box lunch handed over by Yang Yuhuai and began to stuff it into his mouth.

After a few mouthfuls, he noticed something was wrong, and looked up, Yang Yuhuai's eyes were a little downcast, and Wen Yi felt goosebumps when he looked at him, "You're like this?"

Yang Yuhuai suddenly grabbed Wen Yi's arm tightly, Wen Yi's hand shook, and a box of lunch was fed to the quilt. Wen Yi almost didn't bring it up in one breath, and lowered his voice so that he didn't look so crazy, "What are you doing? Well?"

Yang Yuhuai's hands began to shake, so that his voice trembled, "Wen Yi, what should I do? I really want to find out something extraordinary, and I'm so scared now!"

Wen Yi pressed Yang Yuhuai and grabbed his hand, "What's the matter, just tell me directly, don't say anything."

"Didn't I tell you before? Regarding Zhang Wei's matter, I said that I suspected that he had also lost his memory. If you don't believe me, I have been thinking about this for the past few days. I have been observing secretly, and I feel more and more that he has lost his memory." Something is wrong, he may have noticed, after class today, because of the rain, I walked slowly, secretly looking at him from behind, he suddenly came over and asked me why I kept looking at him, it was so fierce, it scared me to death, I was like I had an idea, and said that because I saw it was raining, I lent him an umbrella before, but he never returned it to me, and I was too embarrassed to ask him, so I kept looking at his umbrella..."

Yang Yuhuai approached Wen Yi, pretending to be mysterious and said, "Guess what?"

Wen Yi felt baffled, "What's wrong?"

Yang Yuhuai lowered his voice, "He actually said that he forgot about it. He only remembered it when I said it. He didn't know where he put the umbrella. He had to search everywhere to return it to me."

Wen Yi was puzzled, so what?What is it to show?

Yang Yuhuai seemed a little anxious, "But, in fact, I never lent him any umbrella at all. If he just said that he forgot it, it would not prove anything, but he actually said that he only remembered it when I said it? He remembered it. What? Remember something that never happened?"

Wen Yi was also a little stunned for a moment.

"Wenyi, what do you think happened to him? Even if he loses his memory, it's nothing. Why lie, why pretend he still remembers?"

Before Wen Yi could answer, Yang Yuhuai said anxiously, "Also, if he also loses his memory, you, you all lose your memory, will there really be something wrong with our teaching building? Now that I think about it, I don’t even dare to go to class!”

Wen Yi raised his forehead, and the atmosphere of suspense and terror created by Yang Yuhuai was gone. After all, Wen Yi was 100% sure that he had nothing to do with Zhang Wei's amnesia.

Thinking about it again, even if Zhang Wei really loses his memory, what does it have to do with them? Maybe he, like him, doesn't want to be regarded as a national treasure.

Nothing.

Having figured it out, Wen Yi broke free and Yang Yuhuai grabbed his hand, just wanting to knock his head open and see what messed up his little head was thinking all day long, "Brother, when you conceive the stairs of the campus teaching building Before the terrorist incident, can you help me deal with this first, how do you want me to sleep today?"

Yang Yuhuai's eyes widened and he couldn't believe it, "Wen Yi, I was scared to death. Are you still thinking about how you slept? Are you stupid? It's so scary, you have lost your memory, and you don't have any ideas after hearing it ? You are not afraid?"

Wen Yi sighed and wanted to roll his eyes, "Brother, you are the sequelae of reading too many novels. People do occasionally remember things wrong. Maybe someone did lend him an umbrella once. It is not impossible for him to confuse it. ah."

Yang Yuhuai froze for a moment, "Really?"

Wen Yi nodded disapprovingly, "Yes..."

Seeing Yang Yuhuai's expression of being unable to let go, he stopped what he was doing, grabbed Yang Yuhuai's hand, and wanted to comfort this unlucky child in a serious way, "Look at me, I have amnesia, I don't remember anything, right?"

Yang Yuhuai nodded blankly.

Wen Yi asked him again, "Then let me ask you, you were very close to me before, you saw me and the big... Huo Yanwang, do you see any intersection between me and Huo Yanwang?"

Yang Yuhuai seemed to think about it seriously, shook his head and said hesitantly, "It seems not."

Wen Yi sighed, "Right, even before I lost my memory, I didn't have any contact with him, let alone I think I have already lost my memory, I don't remember anything, my parents, relatives and friends don't remember anything, and I can't remember a person who didn't have anything. The classmates who met each other...but! But, when I saw him recently, I felt familiar, and even felt very close..."

Yang Yuhuai looked extremely shocked, "What? You with him?..You get close to him? Did you take the wrong medicine?"

A Wen Yi crazy expression.

Wen Yi was helpless, in order to help Yang Yuhuai out of the sea of ​​suffering, he had to wrong himself, "Yes, it's incredible! So, in many cases, memory is not accurate, and most of the time, people are more willing to believe their own feelings than their own memories! "

Yang Yu looked at Wen Yi blankly, wondering if he was persuaded.

Having said what he can say, Wen Yi can only hope that Yang Yuhuai can get out of his mind sooner so that he can help him tidy up the quilt.

After all, now, how to sleep at night is a more urgent matter.