Picked up a bunch of hair in the game

At the same time, there was no such light-hearted atmosphere in the other rooms.

After Zhao Lulu washed up, she huddled on the bed against the wall in a daze. After Ruan Jing came out of the toilet, she glanced at her and said calmly, "Turn off the light."

"it is good."

Zhao Lulu replied in a low voice, then curled up on the bed, wrapped the quilt tightly, and buried her face in the pillow in silence.

Seeing this, Ruan Jing looked away, turned off the light, walked to her bed and climbed up, rustling for a while before lying down.

The whistling wind outside knocked on the window without giving up, making the noise a little annoying.

Ruan Jing turned over and couldn't sleep with her eyes open. She wanted to say something but felt that she and Zhao Lulu had nothing to say. She frowned and became even more irritable.

Zhao Lulu heard the sound of tossing and turning next door, but she seemed to be dead. She maintained a posture without moving, and she couldn't even hear the sound of breathing.

After an unknown amount of time, Ruan Jing forced herself to close her eyes, trying her best to ignore the sound outside the window and fall into a deep sleep.

If you don't sleep at this time, you will easily encounter something. She must fall asleep quickly, fall asleep quickly, fall asleep... Why is Zhao Lulu silent at all?

The sudden question made the nerves that had been gradually relaxed suddenly tense again. Ruan Jinghua opened her eyes suddenly. Although she kept telling herself in her heart that she must go to bed quickly and not think too much, the more she scratched her heart and lungs, she wanted to lift the quilt to see Take a look.

His cheeks turned red at some point, drops of cold sweat trickled down his ears, and his breathing gradually became short of breath.

The howling wind slammed into my heart, "Boom, boom, boom—"

No, something is wrong with her!

Ruan Jing clenched her fists violently, retracted herself into the quilt, bit her lips to suppress the surging curiosity in her heart.

I really want to go out, I really want to see...

"Boom, boom, boom-"

The knocking sound continued to ring in her ears, and a thin layer of sweat had already formed on her forehead. Ruan Jing listened carefully for a while, before realizing that it was not the sound of her heart beating, but something knocking on the window!

No, can't watch!

But as if his hands were not his own, he slowly lifted the quilt, revealing the dark ceiling above his head.

Then the whole body began to lose control, his head slowly turned towards the window, his eyes were sorely wide open, and he stared straight out of the window without blinking.

It was obviously a dark night that could not be seen clearly, but that scene was clearly reflected in her mind.

I saw a pale face pressed tightly against the window, with its mouth wide open facing the room, and its stiff fingers were still knocking on the window. What was even more frightening was that the man had no eyes at all!

"what--!!"

Ruan Jing screamed, and immediately felt that she had regained control of her body. She scrambled down and rushed to the next door to lift the quilt, and shouted ferociously because of fear and eagerness: "Zhao Lulu, get up!"

Zhao Lulu remained silent, like a puppet without bones, turned over by the urgent Ruan Jing, revealing the same pale, eyeless face.

"Ahhhh-!!"

Ruan Jing, who was frightened, let go of Zhao Lulu. The companion who died at some point completely crushed the last straw in her heart. There were those things all around her outside. With her mind full of confusion, she suddenly took out a piece of whip and went crazy Wrapped around Zhao Lulu's neck like.

"Cough cough cough—"

Zhao Lulu under her hand suddenly began to struggle frantically, "Sister Ruan, you are crazy! Let me go!!"

However, Ruan Jing's subordinates were still exerting force as if they didn't hear it, and screamed fiercely: "Go to hell! Go to hell!!"

The whip around her neck was getting tighter and tighter, sucking up all the air, Zhao Lulu struggled to take out the props and threw it at Ruan Jing, "Sister Ruan, it's me—"

……

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Meanwhile, the next room.

After playing cards, Xu Zhaohe finally slept with the five dolls, leaving Shen Chen lying alone with a gloomy face, all kinds of dark lights flashed in his eyes.

Wuwa is an old hand at sleeping on pillows, and she curled up next to Xu Zhaohe obediently, carefully sticking to his soft hair.

It was too hard this morning, and I had been looking for clues in the afternoon and hardly had a rest. Brother Zhao, who had relaxed for a few rounds at night, fell asleep quickly after touching the pillow, so Shen Chen just wanted to whisper a few words to him in the air. responded.

Zhao Zhao fell asleep, Wu Wa could only face Lucifer alone, each of them no longer had the arrogance they had before, cuddling tightly together as quiet as chickens.

The night couldn't stop his sight, Shen Chen turned sideways, his eyes were as deep as water, quietly looking at Xu Zhaohe's peaceful sleeping face.

You won't get tired of watching it all night. Lucifer, who had been a vegetarian for too long, suddenly showed a weird smile, which made Wu Wa's hair almost stand on end.

Could it be that Lucifer finally went crazy seeing Lucifer who couldn't eat it? !

Wu Wa gradually became too imaginative, and rubbed against Xu Zhaohe more carefully, for fear of being targeted by the old man.

The sleeping Zhao Zhao couldn't feel how tense the atmosphere outside was. In his sleep, he unconsciously buried himself in the quilt, and his face turned pale little by little.

it's too cold.

There was snow everywhere, and the vast expanse of whiteness stretched as far as the eye could see, and he walked alone in the wind and snow, and the footprints behind him were quickly covered up, as if he was the only one left in the whole world.

There is nowhere to stay, only to keep moving forward without seeing exits or people.

Xu Zhaohe looked back, and the strong wind would blow away the snow that fell on his hair every time, and the hair was flying around as if chasing him, slightly covering his eyes.

He didn't know where this was, and he didn't know why he came here. He just opened his eyes and stood in the white snow. The cold drove him forward without moving, towards the boundless sky.

Slowly withdrew his gaze, wrapped his coat tightly, and continued to walk forward.

He has to get out.

He only had this one thought in his heart, as if something bad would happen if he couldn't get out, and there were still people waiting for him outside.

who is it?

Not parents, not relatives, not friends... Who the hell?

A frown was tightly frowned on the pale face, and then suddenly unfolded.

I remembered, it was Shen Chen.

Shen Chen was waiting for him outside.

A fuzzy black shadow gradually appeared in my mind, and then slowly filled with color, it was an overly cold and handsome face.

The corners of the lips seemed to have a little warmth, and the stiff muscles were hooked, and the heart calmed down little by little.

He began to re-examine this world, the endless wind and snow is everything, besides, in the distant place, there seems to be a hidden shadow vaguely, probably a snow mountain.

Snow land, snow mountain... It's that painting!

The painting in the corridor that was judged to be a work of art.

No wonder it faintly feels a little familiar, so now the question is, is he in the painting?Still in a dream?

Finally connecting his thoughts together, Xu Zhaohe tried to see if he could take out the props, and finally asked him to take out the Summoning Spirit Umbrella, and propped it on top of his head with a "wow".

He had never found a place like an exit in the painting before, so he couldn't be asked to go to the bottom of the snow-capped mountain, and he was also at a loss as to how to get out for a while.

But always standing in the same place will freeze to death sooner or later, Xu Zhaohe had no choice but to continue walking in the previous direction, leaving a series of footprints, walking alone in the snowstorm.

There should always be clues to get out, but the endless whiteness and helpless cold are constantly invading people's psychological defenses.

The real coldness conveyed into his mind, making his steps even more hesitant and difficult.

If this continues, he will be trapped here to death, but there is no place to block the wind.Xu Zhaohe rubbed his already frozen face, and tried to say "Shen Chen."

The weak voice was quickly torn apart by the blizzard, and even he himself didn't hear it, and naturally he didn't get any other response.

The whistling wind kept pouring into the ears, and after the pain passed, he became unconscious, and then even his consciousness began to gradually blur.

He has already piled all the clothes in the system backpack on his body, and all the props he can think of are in front of him, but the continuously dropping temperature has no intention of stopping at all. Under the force of nature, all struggles are against stones with pebbles.

"Shen Chen..."

It became more and more difficult to take steps, and the vision became more and more blurred. There seemed to be a strong wind howling in my mind, raging and destroying everything.

When he knelt down on one knee, a huge white shadow seemed to fall as far as his eyes could see, and the last thought popped up in his mind - it was an avalanche.

Afterwards, his mind was plunged into darkness, and the figure lying on the ground remained motionless.

…………

"Zhao Zhao, what's wrong with you Zhao Zhao, wake up!!"

Diao Diao Wa knelt beside his face and kept crying, "Lucifer, hurry up and save Zhao Zhao!"

Shen Chen's face, who was standing on one side, didn't look much better either, it was darker than ever before, comparable to the last time Xu Zhaohe was taken away by a "god" with a brain hole.

After falling asleep, Xu Zhaohe became more and more uncomfortable, and kept shrinking into the cup.

At first they all thought he was cold, but later they realized that something was wrong when they realized that he was shaking all over.But at that time, Xu Zhaohe couldn't wake up.

"Zhao Zhao, wake up."

Shen Chen stretched out his hand to caress that pale and bloodless face, his hands should have been warm, but at this moment there was only ice coldness.

A layer of hoarfrost slowly condensed on the tightly wrinkled brows, and the color of her lips was like the snowstorm outside—without any temperature.

The hostility in his eyes became more and more serious, Shen Chen sneered, and suddenly put down his hands and strode towards the door.

However, history is always surprisingly similar, a piece of green light instantly covered the entire door, and it was a damned rule that was well-meaning!

Wu Wa obviously knew what happened, and they all looked at Lucifer worriedly, and they were deeply worried about Xu Zhaohe's situation.

Shen Chen looked at the code that was quickly skipped in front of him. This time, he was famous for his straight chest when he intercepted it. After all, Lucifer did not sneak in this time, but walked out of the rules of the world. Carefully avoid the big rules, very confident.

Judges are not allowed to do anything to interfere with the dungeon, otherwise it will be unfair to "Jia Shen", and the punishment is not the same as before.

Shen Chen clenched his fists and then loosened them, he didn't struggle too much when the road was blocked, and soon returned to Xu Zhaohe's side, sitting on the side of the bed and hugging him tightly in his arms.

It's a pity that he doesn't have body temperature, so he can't give him more warmth. The youth in his arms is not as warm and energetic as before, which makes people feel distressed.

Wu Wa wiped her tears, and could only call "Zhao Zhao" over and over again to try to wake people up. Those who listened to the weeping milk voice couldn't help feeling sour.

Thoughts try to connect chaos into order, but it's just the first night, life must be better than death!

Rather than saying it was a life and death situation, it was more like some clues into the situation.

His mind quickly became clear, and Shen Chen gently stroked Xu Zhaohe's hair, and then looked deeply at his closed eyes and snow-like transparent and clean face.

Then, he suddenly lowered his head, and without warning, all the whispers were put into his heart and entered into his lips.

'Xu Zhaohe, if you hear me, wake up. '

It is sweet and delicious as imagined, and there is a faint strawberry flavor, which is the unique taste of Xu Zhaohe.

He Xiao had thought about the kiss for a long time, but he didn't expect it to happen at such a distressing moment.

The expected heat and excitement all turned into the gentleness of running water, and the murmured whispers were never spoken, but they were completely merged in the heart.

'Zhao Zhao, did you hear that? '

…………

Amidst the snowstorm, the young man in black slowly opened his eyes.

'I heard it. '