Dressed as the fiance of the protagonist of the revenge essay

Jiang Wu opened the refrigerator door and found neatly arranged peanut butter and ketchup in the upper fresher.

These two happened to be his favorite flavors.There are eight or nine cans by visual inspection.

Jiang Wu took out the can of red, and pulled out a bamboo chopstick from the chopsticks tube. He couldn't wait to unscrew the lid, and dug a little tomato sauce into his mouth with the chopsticks.

The smell is very strange, there is a smell of rust, and there is an indescribable sour smell.

Jiang Wu's face turned green in an instant, and he rushed to the faucet and rinsed his mouth no less than ten times before he felt relieved.

But the disgusting smell still lingered on his tongue.

Jiang Wu quickly covered the lid of the ketchup, put it back in place, and closed the refrigerator door heavily.

The taste in his mouth was getting stronger and stronger, Jiang Wuyao breathed out with his hands, the stench was stench.

He hurried back to the living room, picked up the bread on the table and tore off a few large pieces and stuffed it into his mouth, trying to suppress the taste with the bread.

But the more you eat, the bigger the smell, even the smell of the bread is swallowed by the stench.

Jiang Wu vomited, and spit out the unswallowed bread on the ground, a black ball, as if he had sucked ink.

Neptune: [Do you dare to eat anything from horror movies? 】

The reminder from the system reminded Jiang Wulian of something bad.

[This can't be... done. 】

He didn't even dare to say the two words in the middle, his face trembled stiffly, he pursed his lips and endured it for a while, but he couldn't hold back and rushed back to the kitchen, holding on to the faucet and vomiting crazily into the pool.

His saliva turned black, and when it touched the pool wall, it made a sizzling corrosion sound.

I am still alive.

Jiang Wu turned on the faucet in disbelief and continued to clean his mouth.

[You trigger a dead end, and you will be sent out of the movie world after 30 seconds. ] A line of red letters suddenly appeared in front of my eyes, followed by a number that kept going backwards.

Countdown to 30 seconds.

30 seconds? !

Jiang Wu was so frightened that he gurgled and swallowed the natural water used to rinse his mouth.

He rubbed his stomach, turned off the faucet, and slid down on the wooden floor with a look of lovelessness.

It's over, I'm afraid I'm going to die from gut piercing.

Why does it feel like it's over before it even started?

but--

Does it hurt?Jiang Wuwen.

Scarlet Letter didn't answer, still counting the seconds.

eighteen, seventeen...

Jiang Wu sighed deeply: Xiao Tiancheng, you can only play by yourself.

It was rare that he could still remember Feng Cheng before he died.

...ten, nine, eight, seven, six, ...

The feeling of waiting to die is not good. Although there is no pain, he can feel that the energy in his body is hooked by a hook, and it is pulled out little by little. The life force is gone, starting from the rigidity of the fingers, and then the arms. , shoulders, neck, head.

His whole body was weak, he couldn't move, and he couldn't make a sound.

Four, three, two, one.

Jiang Wu's eyeballs slowly turned gray, and one second before the end of the countdown, they swayed, just in time to capture the figure that appeared at the kitchen door.

is the clown.

The clown rushed over, leaned over and hugged the corpse on the ground into his arms, buried his face in the man's cold and stiff shoulder, weeping silently.

[Whether to reload the file or not]

Can you read the file and restart?

It was twelve o'clock in the evening, and Jiang Wu was sent back to the empty reception hall, less than an hour had passed since he had followed Feng Cheng in.

The piercing AI lady stared at him with big eyes, and her flaming red lips were pulled out to a length that normal people couldn't do, almost reaching the ears.

It looks much scarier than the clowns in horror movies.

It's closing time, and the company's door is closed, so he can't get out.

There are only two options before Jiang Wu, 1. Read the file, 2. Spend the night with Miss AI with big eyes and small eyes.

Jiang Wu: ...

1, go back and find a small sweet orange.

[You chose to read the file...Reading the file...Reading the file successfully, I wish you a pleasant journey~]

Jiang Wumeng gave a jolt, his limbs slowly regained consciousness, and his body was hugged tightly with great force, which made him almost out of breath.

The slack pupils blinked and gradually focused.

A pockmarked, scarred face first occupied the entire field of vision.

It was a clown, the cool breath of the clown's nose fell on his face, his long and dense eyelashes covered his eyes, trembling slightly.

What is he doing?

Jiang Wu's eyes widened, and he wanted to speak, but only made a vague sound.

A slippery thing pressed his tongue, dancing in his mouth, and even licked his throat several times.

fuck! !

Not even the dead are spared! !

Jiang Wunu raised his hand and grabbed his pink hair and pulled it back.

The clown opened his eyes abruptly, his pupils staring at him firmly, as if he didn't feel any pain at all, he still insisted on deepening the kiss.

Jiang Wu's fingers were strangled by those hairs, and he didn't pull one out.

? ? ?What brand of shampoo does the clown use?

He gave up, closing his teeth and trying to bite the tongue in his mouth.

But he was stuck by the clown's specialty.

Jiang Wu frowned, and breathed out heavily, wishing he could hit his head to death.

Read a fart file.Did he come back just to observe the scene where he was forced to cheat?

[There is a fruit knife on the sink, please use it with caution. ] The scarlet letter suddenly appeared in front of my eyes.

Jiang Wu: ...is this asking him to kill someone?

[You can rest assured that our company is actively responding to the call of the federal net net policy. From June 9020, 6, there will be no bloody or brutal scenes in the death of holographic film characters. ]

[The fruit knife is just a prop that will put the game character into a short-term deep sleep until you leave the movie world after the experience. ]

Seeing the explanation in scarlet letter, Jiang Wu's psychological burden was slightly relieved.

Raising his hand to touch the sink above his head, his fingers easily touched the handle of the knife. He took it off, and the sharp point of the knife touched the clown's chest.

The clown kept staring at him, and naturally noticed the movements of the man's hands.

As early as when the opponent touched the knife, he slowly retracted his tongue, turned his head away, and let go of Jiang Wu's red and swollen lips that had been bullied.

The clown lowered his head, his blue-pink messy hair slid down again, tightly covering his eyes and nose.

Only then did Jiang Wu realize that he had washed off the exaggerated thick oil paint, revealing his white chin and bright red lips that had been wet with saliva.

The clown's lips are really beautiful, full of luster, like two rose petals joined together.

Jiang Wu's eyes flickered, and he looked around him suspiciously. For some reason, he always felt that the clown's face and figure were inexplicably familiar.

The clown raised his hand and retreated to the door in a gesture of surrender.

Jiang Wu actually didn't expect the other party to be so cooperative.

He knew very well that the power gap between the two sides was too great, even if he took a knife, he was no match for the clown at all.

Jiang Wu looked down at the prop knife in his hand, he was estimating, what is the success rate of stabbing it into the clown's body?

Probably zero.

Jiang Wu twitched the corner of his mouth mockingly.

Boom, boom, boom.

These three sounds successfully drew his gaze away.

It was the clown, perhaps because he was dissatisfied with being ignored, he knocked on the door frame to attract the man's attention.

They were all discovered, and they tended to seek death while still holding a knife.

The clown is willing to make a concession and back away, indicating that he does not want to conflict with him.

Jiang Wu was self-aware and knew how to measure, so he put the knife back on the countertop, which was considered to have accepted the steps given by the clown.

As he passed the kitchen door, he stopped, wanting to tell the clown not to kiss himself casually, that's something between lovers, and he doesn't like it.

But after thinking about it, in his current situation, such a warning doesn't seem to have much effect.

When it came to the mouth, it became specious, "Do you like me?"

The clown raised his head, his pupils met the man's dark eyes in the gap between his messy hair, and he silently made a lip shape.

guess.

Guess?The corners of Jiang Wu's eyes twitched violently: "I can't figure out what to do."

The clown didn't answer any more.

Jiang Wu couldn't see anything about a strange man whose hair covered most of his face, so he could only look away and walked out of the kitchen.

As soon as the buttocks sat firmly in the bamboo chair, the scarlet letter jumped out again.

This time it's a plot tip:

[Unlock Xiang Tai's one-line plot-rescue Xiang Taiyi. ]

Jiang Wu: Is it okay not to save him?

This is obviously a way to die, he just wants to protect himself safely.

[Tips: If you don't follow the original plot track, you may enter a dead end in advance. ]

Well, that saves.

[Xiang Taiyi is locked in the basement. ]

Jiang Wu waited for a while, but the scarlet letter did not continue.

? ? ?That's it?That's it.

Where is the basement, and how to rescue it, you spoil the whole thing!

The scarlet letter remained silent.

Jiang Wu frowned, and could only think of another way: the clown is a good breakthrough, but if he asks directly, he will definitely be vigilant. If he doesn't ask at that time, and makes the rescue more difficult, the loss outweighs the gain.

However, you can inquire about it on the sidelines, and it is a little bit to be able to grasp a little information.

It's better than looking around blindly with two eyes.

Suddenly a strange smell of rice wafted from the kitchen, Jiang Wu rubbed his nose, his empty stomach was aching from the smell.

The figure of the clown reappeared in sight, and what was different from before was that he had an extra plate of yellow egg fried rice in his hand.

Judging by the color, you can tell that the taste must be good.

The plate was placed in front of Jiang Wu, and with the spoon inserted, he could start to enjoy it with his hands.

But Jiang Wu had the experience of eating to death after all, and it happened not long ago, so that he had a psychological shadow in terms of food.

The life-saving rule of horror movies: you can talk nonsense, but you can't eat food indiscriminately.

The clown saw the man's concerns, stretched out his hand, grabbed the spoon, scooped a spoonful of fried rice into his mouth, chewed it slowly, and put the spoon back.

Seeing that the chefs who cooked the food had all eaten, and nothing happened, Jiang Wu relaxed his vigilance a little.

He held the spoon tentatively, scooped up a little and tasted it, and it tasted really good.

So spoon after spoon, spoon after spoon, the serving size is getting bigger and bigger.

His eating movements accelerated a lot, and he almost bit his tongue several times.

After eating, the rice grains were so small that it was almost impossible to scoop it up.

Only then did Jiang Wu put down the spoon, lowered his head and burped lightly.

The black hair slid down to the high brow bone with the movement, softening his cold face a lot.

The clown seemed to like watching Jiang Wu eat, his lips were slightly bent, and he reached out to comb the man's hair back.

The movement is very light and gentle, like a breeze, so comfortable that people don't want to move.

Jiang Wu, however, always remembered how that hand pinched him almost to suffocation at the beginning.

The author has something to say: Jiang Wu: Oh, so I still have reason.

By the way, everyone guessed it was sweet orange (?ò?ó?)