I teased my rich nemesis

If you want to see Gu Huan talking to other men, even for him, you can't.

But Ji Jue didn't say a word in the end, all the unknown emotions were contained in his fleeting eyes, then he turned his head and continued to walk forward.

Gu Huan was swept away by his complicated eyes, and for a moment he didn't know how to answer, so he could only silently follow.

The further he walked, the more eerie the feeling became. Gu Huan felt a chill for no reason, and frowned slightly.

Immediately afterwards, Gu Huan wore a windbreaker.

Ji Jue withdrew his hand, caught Gu Huan's suspicious gaze, and said lightly, "Aren't you cold?"

Gu Huan suspected that Ji Jue practiced mind reading skills, or he suddenly changed his sex, otherwise how could he become so kind.

But now, the two of them were not in the mood to quarrel, and the wall clock that told the hour rang faintly at this time, accompanied by the echo of "—————" that had not been dispersed for a long time, and the sound of the mechanical broadcast came for the last time.

"The game is over, congratulations to the murderer for winning."

The promenade immediately became lively, and several players who had been out of the game early and dutifully played the role of "dead corpse" got up one after another and joined them, laughing and laughing.

Gu Huan roughly scanned around, and almost all the players he could recognize were present, except Jiang Liming was missing.

When he discovered this, a trace of unease began to linger in Gu Huan's heart, and as he and Ji Jue walked in, this sense of unease became stronger.

Only the last two rooms were left unchecked, Gu Huan and Ji Jue stopped in front of the church room at the same time, and gently opened the door.

The few players who had been following Gu Huan thought they were going to a party at first, but when they saw Gu Huan stop suddenly, they were puzzled, "Brother Gu, why did you come here——Damn it, Brother Jiang is under renovation this time. It's bloody!"

The lights came on suddenly, and a strong sense of ancient and silence came over the face. Several players sighed with emotion, while touching things on the wall to play.

With an extremely slight "click", the light in the room changed from light to dark. Immediately afterwards, the pigeons on both sides closed their wings again, while the eagle spread its wings and flew high. Then, a scene that surprised everyone appeared.

The mural holding the flaming torch slowly opened, revealing a cubicle that had never been seen before.

Completely different from other people's excitement like a treasure hunt, Gu Huan felt as if a heavy stone had fallen in his heart, mixed with the heavy air blowing against his face, making it difficult for him to breathe freely. He and Ji Jue looked at each other. It was from the eyes of the other party that there was a trace of unprecedented solemnity—this place was too secretive, and the two of them only thought it was too quiet at the time, and they never expected that there was such a mystery hidden in it.

The thick woolen carpet drowned out the noisy footsteps of the crowd. Gu Huan walked quickly, his eyes quickly swept across the room as dark as a cage, and then he saw Jiang Liming who had disappeared for a long time.

Jiang Liming was sitting on the sofa, his neck was leaned back, half of his face was covered by the drooping hooded robe, and he showed a strange but calm posture under the hazy light.

A few players who were following Gu Huan had already passed him, they played and stepped forward, kicking Jiang Liming: "Hey, brother Jiang is here, I've been looking for you for a long time."

"Brother Jiang, wake up, don't sleep, the game is over."

"Ouch, I know you won, what are you pretending to do here, we are still waiting for the next award party."

Jiang Liming's eyes were still tightly closed, without any movement, as if his breathing had long been stagnant. His chest hidden under the black robe was like a piece of calm, stagnant water, without any ups and downs. Shaking gently in the breeze.

Gu Huan and Ji Jue stepped forward, stretched out their hands, and touched Jiang Liming's nose. Immediately afterwards, their expressions changed.

Not breathing.

The author has something to say: Note: 1) The atypical v3.0 version of the "killing game", there are logical loopholes, so I hope the cuties ignore it, more heart~

2) "Marriage is the tomb of love." (Marriage is the tomb of love) Source - Casanova

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