The pungent smell of disinfectant made Lin Qiu frowned in disgust. He shook his head and slowly opened his eyes.

Lin Qiu looked at the white surroundings, the white walls, the white ceiling, the white quilt, and the blue and white striped hospital gown on his body.

He is in the hospital.

Aware of this fact, he supported the hospital bed with both hands and wanted to get up, only to realize that he was on a drip when he moved. At this time, the drip tube was bleeding back because of his movements, and he lay back weakly, his eyes were dazed.

Why is he here, oh, it seems that he dreamed about that woman and almost did something wrong.

The bright sunlight outside the window crawled in through the cracks of the window, he turned his head to look over, the too bright sunlight made him squint his eyes a little uncomfortably.

There is a palm-sized flower pot on the windowsill, and a dogtail grass is being planted on it.

It was his plant. Obviously, the atmosphere in this ward was too easy to let one down, and even the dogtail grass seemed to have withered a lot.

He stared blankly, his slightly squinted eyes did not become used to it in the process of adaptation, but felt that the sun was getting more and more glaring, forcing him to squint his eyes into a line.

So, is everything that happened in that castle also fake?

His body was clean and complete, without sticky blood or stinging wounds, which made him feel a little dazed for a moment, unable to tell what was real and what was fake.

"The patient in bed number four is awake."

The voice of the nurse came from outside, and the sound of orderly footsteps sounded outside the door.

He blinked slightly, and saw a man in a windbreaker jumping over his hospital bed to water the hound's tail grass.

"Hey……"

Before he could speak, the tightness in his throat made him lose his voice.

The narrowed eyes finally closed tiredly, and the consciousness also became hazy in the ups and downs.

He wanted to tell the man that his dogtail grass was different from other grasses, but it was delicate, and if watered too much, he would get sick.

Thoughts wandered at the last moment, and he sank into the familiar darkness.

"Ding dong! Welcome to start a new game."

Amidst a burst of dizziness, Lin Qiu lost control of his body. When he opened his eyes, he realized that he was lying on a wide flat ground.

He sat up slowly and concentratedly.

The dim light is the ordinary night, with hazy poetry and beauty.

An overly round moon hangs high above the head, like an eye spying on the tiny world.

Lin Qiu changed his posture, put his hands behind his back, spread his legs apart, slightly raised his head to look at an ordinary building in front of him, there was a platform directly in front of him, and in the center was a flagpole without a national flag.

The scene in front of him made Lin Qiu's mind confused for a moment. He thought that maybe he should go to the hospital more often, otherwise he wouldn't always be confused between reality and illusion.

"Lin Qiu."

A voice sounded behind him, light and clear.

He turned his head slightly, and saw the familiar white hair flying in the air in the dark night.

Qin Fen jumped up and down in front of Lin Qiu, with an excited smile on his youthful face.

"It's a good thing I saw you, otherwise I thought I was the only one."

These familiar words brought back Lin Qiu's memory from the first game.

His misty eyes gradually became deep and clear.

"Are you okay, did you feel surprised and scared when you woke up?"

"Huh? No, I had a good time playing the last game."

No, that's not what he asked.

What he wanted to ask was whether Qin Fen felt any strange surprise and panic when he woke up and returned to the real world.

Just looking at Qin Fen's radiant face, the words in his throat still didn't come out.

"Great, finally found you."

Zhou Wu was particularly conspicuous among the crowd, waving at them from a distance.

Through the moonlight, Lin Qiu could clearly see a few scattered people behind him, all of them were unfamiliar faces, men and women, with an average age between [-] and [-], a very young group of people.

Soon came several slender figures from the other side of the playground, including two familiar faces. When seeing them, Chen Haojie smiled and nodded, while Zhao Yu pushed his glasses away .

"Welcome everyone to the first game, One Two Three, Wooden People."

The sound of the broadcast sounded a little abruptly, shocking people.

"What? Amusing us?"

"Please, don't engage in such childish things in this information age."

"Yes, it's simply inexplicable."

As soon as the slightly distorted voice on the radio fell, everyone around complained.

Lin Qiu's expression was dark, he heard clearly just now, the first game, if this is the first game, then the last game of hide and seek is nothing.

"A warm reminder, please stay still when the bell rings."

The voice on the radio was cold and gentle, and it spread to every corner. When the last sound came out, the inexplicable person made people feel a chilly chill.

"No one wants to play us, right? Someone must be talking if he can make a sound. Let's find him and beat him up to see if he dares to do these things at night."

This year's players were obviously more proactive than the previous one. It didn't take long for someone to gather everyone together and insist on arresting the person who was hiding behind the scenes.

Lin Qiu, who was still thinking, was awakened by the loud noise, and when he looked up, he found that there were many people around him.

"I said what's the matter with you, you have been sitting here for a long time without talking, now we are going to arrest people, you have to come with us."

The other party's tone was very strong, with a kind of righteousness, and there was no room for Lin Qiu to refute.

"Help me, my ass is numb."

Lin Qiu beckoned to Qin Fen, Qin Fen rolled his eyes, but still obediently went over and lent his arm.

He stood up with strength, stretched his waist slowly and twisted his hips in front of everyone. After a big stretch, he lazily looked at the person in front of him.

One of the girls accidentally met Lin Qiu's gaze, and immediately lowered her head in embarrassment.

"Hey, did you listen to me? Do you know who my dad is? How dare you ignore me."

The person in front of him was obviously a high-ranking young master. Seeing Lin Qiu's disapproving attitude, he immediately moved out of his backstage viciously.

Only then did Lin Qiu slightly raise his eyelids to look at the thin man in front of him.

"I'm not your father, how do I know who your father is."

He snorted lightly, his haughty aura was completely natural.

"you……"

The person on the opposite side was obviously furious, and he raised his fist in Lin Qiu's face.

But just when the man's fist was within walking distance of Lin Qiu, the bell rang.

"Jingle Bell……"

"Jingle Bell……"

The long and crisp ringtone seemed to be amplified by someone, and it was clearly transmitted to everyone's ears.

The words on the radio flashed in their minds, and everyone froze subconsciously.

Even the man who was attacking Lin Qiu stopped ridiculously, his clenched fist barely stopped in mid-air.

"Ah……"

Lin Qiu pursed his lips and let out a chuckle. He stood loosely, but he was taller than anyone, so he kept looking down at the man opposite him who was gnashing his teeth.

What surprised him was that although these newcomers were grumbling, they were very mobile and vigilant.

In this not short period of time, no one really dared to move.

At first, Lin Qiu felt that it might be their initial fear that made them oversensitive for a while, but among most people, there would always be an early bird who was willing to break the usual rules.

But these people didn't. They moved their eyes uneasily, looked at the people around them from the corner of their eyes, and quietly observed other people's actions.

No one dared to be that unusual person even if the tense forehead was sweating.

If a person doesn't move, it means he is vigilant, but among the more than 20 people, excluding five of them who have played the game, the rest of the newcomers are still in doubt, and they all choose to abide by it. rules of the game.

Time passed quietly in Lin Qiu's messy thoughts.

"Jingle Bell……"

When the bell rang, the numb person who stood there carefully observed the people around him, and then moved his limbs tentatively. Seeing that there was nothing unusual, he moved wantonly.

Lin Qiu twisted his neck, and walked straight past the person in front of him who was still raising his fist.

No one has calculated how long this stop has been, but if it is roughly estimated, it must have stopped for more than half an hour. Fortunately, most people are standing obediently, and the only one who maintains a difficult posture is probably the front The one leaning forward and raising his fist.

I'm afraid he will have to slow down that hand for a while before it can move normally.

And the reason why Lin Qiu left without saying anything was because he saw a familiar person.

Standing under the tree next to the playground, the tall and straight figure was not conspicuous in the dim shadows, but Lin Qiu could feel that the other party was looking at him straightly.

And that person didn't leave either, as if waiting for his arrival.

"Lin Qiu."

The deep and slightly hoarse voice was still so nice, it was obviously a very common name, but after it circled around in Qi Zhuang's mouth, it was filled with strong and lingering emotions.

This is also the point that Lin Qiu became interested in when he heard the other party call his name for the first time.

He is obviously such a dull and mysterious man, but he always appears by his side and talks to him in a submissive and tolerant tone.

He unconsciously quickened his pace and saw Qi Zhuang's pale face at close range.

"How are you."

Although he asked this sentence plainly, he could clearly see Qi Zhuang's extremely weak appearance, as if he had collapsed after exhausting all his strength, with a superficial calmness.

"I'm very good."

Qi Zhuang evoked a brisk smile, and looked at Lin Qiu without blinking his clear black eyes.

"What's wrong with him, is he sick, why did he walk to the tree by himself and mutter."

The man walked up to Qin Fen shaking his numb hands, and looked at Lin Qiu's back with her.

"I do not know."

Qin Fen shrugged and straightened his messy short hair casually.

Lin Qiu was a little far away, and couldn't hear what the people behind him said.

Qi Zhuang, who had been looking at him all the time, had a twinkle in his eyes, and raised his hand to stroke his face.

"Lin Qiu, thank you."

For some reason, he watched Qi Zhuang walk towards the darkness behind until he disappeared.

Shouldn't he say thank you to Qi Zhuang?

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