In and out of the play, love and kill each other

Just after sending the text message, Shen Qingyuan suddenly felt that something was wrong, and there seemed to be something wriggling under his feet.

He opened the sleeping bag, looked around with the light on his mobile phone, and found a jungle rat the size of half a palm curled up at the bottom of the sleeping bag, shivering all over.

As if sensing the stimulation of the light source, the jungle rat squeaked and wanted to escape, but its footsteps were trembling and its movements were so slow that Shen Qingyuan caught it as soon as he stretched out his hand.

Shen Qingyuan caught the jungle rat and looked at it carefully, then gradually narrowed his eyes.

This kind of jungle rat is timid and docile, and generally does not attack humans.And in the special sleeping bags for camping in the wild, a kind of insect repellent with a special smell will be added, which humans can't smell, but insects and beasts avoid it, let alone approach it actively.

But how did the bush rat get in here?Judging by its sluggish response now, it seems that it has been trapped in a sleeping bag for a long time. Could it be that someone did it on purpose?

Thinking of this, he immediately thought of Mu Siyu, and he could only think of Mu Siyu.The tent was set up by Mu Siyu, and the sleeping bag was also spread by Mu Siyu. If he wants to do these things, he has many opportunities.

Jungle rats can't hurt people, and putting them in sleeping bags can only scare people at most, but this trick obviously doesn't work for Shen Qingyuan.From Shen Qingyuan's point of view, not only can the jungle rat not scare him, but it is a good game.

In the past, when their brothers and sisters went to the front line to fight, they often lay in ambush in the wild for more than ten days. After eating their own dry food, they could only catch wild animals to satisfy their hunger. And this kind of jungle rat that can be seen everywhere is often hunted by them. first choice.Therefore, Mu Siyu wanted to scare him with a mere jungle rat, and he really underestimated him.

The feeling of guilt that had just arisen in Shen Qingyuan before disappeared without a trace.He stared at the jungle rat, with a sneer on his face - there is a good saying, if you come and go, you will be indecent.

Shen Qingyuan put on his coat, and tiptoed out of the tent.

There was silence outside the tent, and the blurred starlight reflected on the open space, outlining the dim outlines of several tents, exuding a somewhat gloomy atmosphere.

Shen Qingyuan lowered his footsteps, came to Mu Siyu's sleeping bag, groped to find the backpack at his feet, gently opened the zipper, and stuffed the jungle rat into it.

After finishing this, he turned around and wanted to go back to the tent, but after walking a few steps, he stopped hesitantly.

His eyes fell on Mu Siyu's sleeping bag. After the Bivi bag was rolled out, a bracket would be set up above the head to ensure enough breathing space in the closed sleeping bag. It's easy to tell if someone is inside.

But Shen Qingyuan suspected that there was no one in the sleeping bag with his keen intuition.

In order to confirm this, he leaned over the sleeping bag and listened intently for a moment - he didn't hear the sound of breathing.He became more and more sure of his guess, slowly opened the mouth of the Bivi bag, and illuminated it with a light, it was indeed empty.

He gradually frowned. It was so late, where did Mu Siyu go?

What made him even more suspicious was that Mu Siyu's sleeping bag was next to his tent. If Mu Siyu got up and left, he should be aware of it, unless the other party deliberately hid his voice.

At this time, Mu Siyu had left the open space where they camped alone, and walked into the dark jungle.

When he came under a big tree, he tapped on the trunk and said in a low voice, "What are you hiding, come down."

As soon as the voice fell, a black shadow jumped down from the tree, and there was almost no sound when it landed.This person was wearing a black hoodie, the wide brim of the hat covered most of his face, only a small half of his chin was exposed under the dim and mottled starlight, he looked young.

Mu Siyu seemed to be very familiar with him, he leaned casually on the tree trunk, and asked while lighting a cigarette, "Why did you come here to find me all of a sudden?"

"The communicator is not very safe. Some things can only be said in person."

"What?"

"The Alliance Police Department seems to be investigating the transactions between Tang Quan and the Qin family. Tang Quan cleared out two undercover agents a while ago, but they were not cleared up. In the past one or two days, Tang Quan is bound to make follow-up actions."

Mu Siyu frowned: "What does this have to do with me?"

"If the speculation is correct, there is an undercover agent hiding among the few of you artists."

Mu Siyu was stunned for a moment, then stood up straight: "Are you sure? Who is that person?"

The young man didn't speak, but just wrote a few words in his palm.

Mu Siyu raised his eyebrows: "It's him?"

"It's just a preliminary guess at the moment, and it's not very sure yet. But Tang Quan's deliberate efforts to get rid of him are beyond doubt."

"Because it is an artist, Tang Quan wants to cause an accident through the program group?" Mu Siyu suddenly remembered that the national CP show was originally the property of the Tang family. Tang Quan wanted to create an accident in his own It is easy to do anything in the industry.

He thought for a while and asked, "Does Zhao Feng know?"

"Whether Zhao Feng himself knows about this matter is hard to say," the young man shook his head, "Tang Quan will most likely let him take the blame."

Zhao Feng has flourished in the variety show circle in the past few years. A national CP show has made many stars popular and helped Tang Quan earn countless fortunes.Unexpectedly, such a good pawn, Tang Quan just gave it up.

Mu Siyu was silent and took a breath of his cigarette.

The young man glanced at him and said, "I'm notifying you about this. On the one hand, I want to make you pay attention to safety. On the other hand, I want to remind you that it's best to be wise and protect yourself. Don't worry about unnecessary business."

Mu Siyu smiled and knocked on his forehead: "You brat, you reminded me."

"Don't treat me like a child, I'm not young anymore." The young man protested in a low voice, then looked at the sky and said, "I've been out for too long, it's time to go back."

After saying that, he leaped far away and quickly disappeared into the depths of the jungle.

When Mu Siyu returned to the campsite, he saw a person standing beside the tent in the distance.Although it was too far away to see his face clearly, Mu Siyu intuitively judged that the person was Shen Qingyuan.

He paused slightly, but soon resumed his calm pace, and continued to walk forward as usual.

At this time, Shen Qingyuan also happened to be looking at him leisurely, and said jokingly: "Going out for a walk in the middle of the night alone? It's really interesting."

Mu Siyu glanced at him: "It's just a relief, you are too lenient."

Shen Qingyuan raised his wrist and looked at the time: "It's been almost 10 minutes since I came out, and your relief this time is really overwhelming."

The expression on Mu Siyu's face was a little unclear, he pushed towards Shen Qingyuan step by step, his eyes locked into his eyes, and the aura exuding from his body was very aggressive.

Shen Qingyuan subconsciously took half a step back, but quickly stabilized his footing. He felt that it was unreasonable for him to be intimidated by the opponent's momentum.

Immediately, he smelled the smell of cigarettes that hadn't dissipated from Mu Siyu's body - did he not only go to relieve his hand, but also smoked a cigarette secretly?Nowadays, artists are very concerned about their image and dare not smoke in public. If Mu Siyu just hid himself to solve his addiction to cigarettes, it would be understandable.

"In the middle of the night, you consciously guarded the gate for me." Mu Siyu opened his mouth, with a hint of amusement in his frivolous voice.

Just as Shen Qingyuan was about to refute, the jungle rat that he stuffed into the backpack flashed through his mind, so he pursed his lips and did not speak.

Mu Siyu got closer again, his voice was deep and magnetic, quite seductive: "Could it be... are you really interested in me?"

"Ha, I'm interested in you?" Shen Qingyuan really wanted to confuse him, "Go and make your spring and autumn dream."

"It's not the best." Mu Siyu took two steps back and looked him up and down with very explicit eyes, "You should know that I've never been interested in vases. This time it's just for recording a show. Hello everyone. Get together and leave, don't make it too difficult for me, huh?"

As he spoke, he tapped Shen Qingyuan's chin lightly with his fingertips, as if teasing a cat that had been baring its teeth and claws, then turned and left as if nothing had happened.

Shen Qingyuan stared at Mu Siyu's back, trembling with anger, wishing to rush up and beat that guy until he couldn't take care of himself.

But the fact is that until Mu Siyu got into the sleeping bag, Shen Qingyuan couldn't even move.Because he suddenly realized that from the moment Mu Siyu approached him, the dominance of the topic had already fallen into the hands of the other party, so that he was always led by the nose by the other party.

This is not a good sign.

Before six o'clock the next day, everyone was awakened by the wake-up whistle of the program group.

Mu Siyu moved very skillfully. After packing the sleeping mat, he began to pack his backpack.Just as he opened a slit, his hands trembled suddenly, and he saw a jungle mouse jump out of it, burrowed into the grass at an extremely fast speed, and disappeared.

He was stunned for a moment, then raised his head and looked in the direction of Shen Qingyuan's tent.

At this time Shen Qingyuan was coming out of the tent, raised his head to meet Mu Siyu's gaze, moved his gaze down, and landed on his backpack, raised the corner of his mouth with a half-smile, and then turned around to close the tent as if nothing had happened.

Mu Siyu stared at Shen Qingyuan's back for a moment, then sneered—it really looks like Shen Qingyuan's style.