After I was confessed, I was reborn [Entertainment]

The mountain wind blows.

In the mountains in early autumn, the light of stars is quietly dotted on the village at night without any filter of smoke and lights.The starlight spread out little by little on the straw. It was originally a very romantic color, but it seemed to be frozen. At the feet of the two, they could no longer move forward an inch.

Fu Ran sat with his head up, and Cen Nian got up, holding his data cable and charging treasure in his hands.

Unexpectedly, he didn't push Fu Ran away, and of course he didn't respond to the kiss.

Cen Nian lowered his eyelids and did not close his eyes, looking at Fu Ran indifferently and boringly.

Calm, indifferent, languid.

It's not like kissing.

Fu Ran's fingers were stiff.

Half a minute later, Fu Ran took half a step back, closed his eyes, and smiled self-deprecatingly

"Feel sorry."

It was the last reaction he wanted to see.

Even if Cen Nian struggled hard, scolded him with the most vicious words, or even took out a knife and stabbed him in the heart right away... it was far better than this one.

"fine."

Cen Nian stood up.

He wiped his lips with the back of his hand, smiled, and whispered

"It's not that difficult."

Being indifferent to Fu Ran turned out to be not as difficult as he thought.

Fu Ran fell silent.

The two of them were sitting at one end of the thatched hut, and the starlight shone between them, as if they were separated by a Milky Way.

"Cen Nian," Fu Ran paused, and whispered, "Do you hate me?"

Cen Nian lowered his head and played with his phone, absent-mindedly said

"No."

He paused and said

"I don't feel anything anymore."

Just like that kiss.

It was hardly a kiss.

"When I kissed you just now," Cen Nian said casually, "I suddenly realized that I was neither excited nor anything special—oh, maybe I was a little disgusted."

Fu Ran's breathing stagnated.

Cen Nian smiled, and continued:

"I'll treat you as a stranger soon, Mr. Fu, don't worry."

His eyes stayed on the screen of the phone, and while swiping the phone, he said inattentively.

Hearing these words, Fu Ran's eyes suddenly turned red.

But in the darkness, no one saw it, let alone Cen Nian.

Cen Nian glanced at the time, stood up, and opened the door.

"Cen Nian," Fu Ran said hoarsely behind him, "Can you..."

Even if you hate him, hate him.

It's far better than this, too.

He could hardly imagine that one day in the future, Cen Nian would calmly and calmly hand him a wedding invitation card with the names of Cen Nian and another person written on it.

"do not forget me."

Fu Ran's voice was so low that it could hardly be heard, and when the mountain wind blew, it disappeared without a sound.

Cen Nian's figure stopped.

Not knowing if he heard it, Cen Nian was silent for half a minute, opened the door and walked out.

He didn't answer.

In the thatched shed, Fu Ran's eyes were very red, and he was a little dazed, looking at the door that was closed in front of him.

He is like a child locked in the house by an adult. I don't know when someone will open the door, and when someone will break the darkness and bring him out.

Maybe never.

The person holding the key had already left, and he threw the key in an unknown ditch, and turned around to open the next chapter where there was no place for him.

Cen Nian will meet new things, better people, and he will have a better future.He will also completely forget about it, an insignificant name that he left on a page of the book.

Fu Ran leaned half on the straw and closed his eyes.

After a while, he coughed violently.

Cen Nian walked out the door, his pace getting faster and faster.

There is anxiety in my heart.

This sense of anxiety is inexplicable and untraceable.He looked down at his phone, the real time to enter the 'night' set in the game was nine o'clock in the evening, and now it's eight forty-five.

In the "Werewolf Killing" game mode, the "teammate" setting is added, which also adds a lot of difficulty to this game.Because, whether it is a 'werewolf', 'prophet' or a 'witch', they all need to go out and complete their skills at night.And how to avoid arousing the suspicion of teammates at all, or how to disguise your identity after being discovered by teammates is one of the highlights of this new mode.

Of course, this point of view is here in Cen Nian, and due to some special circumstances, it has failed.

The question now is, who will be killed tonight?

He now has very few information points.However, judging from the original intention of the program group, what kind of identity setting is more interesting?

Eight fifty.

Cen Nian rushed to the place indicated on the werewolf identity card - every night at nine o'clock sharp, the werewolf would howl at the moon under the first pear tree at the entrance of the village, turning into a wolf.

The message implied in this sentence is that the werewolves meet under the first pear tree at the entrance of the village at nine o'clock every night.

When Cen Nian arrived, his teammates hadn't arrived yet.

The anxiety in my heart intensified.Every time he took a step forward, the anxiety would increase.

"Gu Xian's brain is not very smart," Cen Nian analyzed, "In order to increase the point of view, he will not get a card that is particularly important for his status."

"Other than that, the policewoman and Fu Ran are relatively silent."

While analyzing in a low voice, Cen Nian stroked his lips unconsciously, "Prophet and werewolf need eloquence very much, and they must be able to stir people's hearts. From this point of view—"

Before Fu Ran told him that he was a prophet, Cen Nian really didn't believe it.

Although, intellectually, Fu Ran would not lie to him about this kind of thing, but now it is really difficult for Cen Nian to convince himself and trust Fu Ran.

Cen Nian's hand rested on his lips for a moment, and suddenly his whole body froze.

"What am I doing?"

His thoughts stopped suddenly, he frowned, and looked at his fingers.

"Hi, handsome guy Cen," the female model came under the moonlight. In order to match her identity as a model, she wore a bold suspender and shorts, sexy and neat, "It really is you."

Same as Cen Nian's analysis just now, the werewolf must choose the two most confusing people.

Cen Nian gives the superficial impression of innocence, and the female model gives the impression of being big-chested and brainless, but in fact, these two people are both human beings, and they are the most suitable to be werewolves.

"Who shall we kill tonight?"

With a lollipop in her mouth, the female model muttered, "Why don't you kill Fu Ran?"

Although Fu Ran and the female policeman don't talk much, they are definitely think-tank characters.Their logic and judgment are very sharp. From the perspective of winning or losing, it must be right to choose one of these two on the first night.

"Do not."

Cen Nian's voice moved faster than his brain.

After saying this, he froze for a moment before slowly finding reasons for himself, "He told me today that he is a prophet, I guess—he may be talking nonsense, or his real identity is a hunter, and he wants to swindle us."

When the hunter is killed, he can shoot during the day and snipe a player at will.

However, having said that, there are many far-fetched things in Cen Nian's words.Fortunately, the female model didn't delve into it and nodded.

The two quickly decide who to kill.

A high school student who shares the same room with Gu Xian.

Even if he is not a civilian, he can be sure that at least he is not a hunter.

"The village chief's house," the female model thought for a while, "to the southwest, let's go."

Cen Nian took half a step back slightly.

"Sorry, that," Cen Nian touched his nose and said, "I have something to do, can you go by yourself?"

The two looked at the photographer, who gave an 'ok' gesture.As long as two werewolves meet and decide to kill someone, as long as one of them arrives at the victim's residence.

Cen Nian said goodbye to the female model, turned around and walked back.

He has to go back and see.

There must be something wrong with Fu Ran.I got sick?Aftermath of motion sickness?still--

Cen Nian walked to the back and almost jogged.

Five minutes later, Cen Nian pushed open the door of the hut.

He had just been exercising vigorously and his breathing was uneven.Cen Nian stared fixedly at the man on the straw.

Fu Ran was very content with the situation and had already lay down.He was lying on the inside, facing the outside sideways, leaving quite a bit of space for Cen Nian.Fu Ran closed his eyes, as if he had fallen asleep, breathing evenly, and his brows stretched.

...seems normal.

Cen Nian was startled.

Nothing happened.

He wasn't sick, he didn't suffer from motion sickness, he had only walked for twenty minutes, and Fu Ran had already fallen asleep.

Cen Nian touched his nose, feeling a little baffled.

It was early at night in the countryside, but at the beginning of nine o'clock, the whole village was completely quiet.Cen Nian thought for a while, and seemed to have nothing else to do, so he took off his shoes, and lay down lightly on the half of the empty seat left by Fu Ran.

He lay on his back, looking at the sky.

The sky is blue and full of stars, just like it was many years ago. When he was 17 years old, he lived in a small earthen house in the countryside with a hole in the roof, and he also saw the sky like this.

It was the same then.

He was lying on the single bed, and the big fool was sleeping on the floor beside his feet, breathing evenly and quietly like a wild dog picked up.

……and many more.

"What are you thinking?" Cen Nian patted his forehead and whispered.

At that time, the one lying on the side was a big fool, but now it is obviously not.

The big fool has been missing for a long time.

After thinking about it for a while, sleepiness welled up.Cen Nian leaned back to prevent Fu Ran from turning over in the middle of the night and closing his eyes.

However, Cen Nian hadn't closed his eyes for two seconds.

Fu Ran turned over.

Cen Nian took a deep breath, and leaned back to the side again. There was nowhere to go back now, and he clung tightly to the edge of the straw house.Unexpectedly, Fu Ran was quiet for two seconds, and stretched out his hand to probe forward, as if he was looking for something.

His hand touched Cen Nian, he wrapped his arms around the boy's waist very naturally, and did not move.

Cen Nian "..."

His face changed.

"Did you do it on purpose?!" He frowned, looked at Fu Ran's calm face, and asked in a low voice.

However there was no answer.

Cen Nian never could tell if others were pretending to be asleep, let alone someone like Fu Ran who was internationally recognized for his superb acting skills.

2 minute later.

Cen Nian pressed his mobile phone against Fu Ran's shoulder and pushed him away little by little.Fu Ran frowned slightly, as if someone had disturbed his dream.

There was a thunderclap in the sky.

It was still full of stars just now, and suddenly a dark cloud floated over.The weather in early autumn was still a bit cold, Fu Ran put his arms around Cen Nian's waist away, unwilling to let go.

Cen Nian's t-shirt was rubbed up a bit, and Fu Ran's hand was placed directly on his waist, a little itchy.In addition, Cen Nian realized that Fu Ran's palm was completely cold.

very cold?Because he felt the body temperature of a living person, he subconsciously leaned over?

Fu Ran may have caught a cold.Or, the physical condition is not very good, being blown by the cold wind here, there are signs of a cold.

Cen Nian was taken aback, but he didn't change his mind.He held the phone hard and pushed Fu Ran a few centimeters away.

I have to ask the program team to change my place tomorrow.

At the same time, Cen Nian carefully looked at Fu Ran.

Breathing evenly, frowning slightly.

...It seems that I really fell asleep.

Cen Nian let go, kept a distance from Fu Ran, turned his back to him, and closed his eyes.Just as he was about to fall asleep, another heat source was attached to his back.

Cen Nian's sleepiness disappeared.He turned around impatiently, but was caught off guard and was lightly bitten on the side of the neck.

Cen Nian "..."

Physiological responses cannot be suppressed.Cen Nian's neck has always been very sensitive, and when someone licked and bit him unprepared, Cen Nian's lower abdomen suddenly felt crisp.

His expression was blank for a moment, then he flew into a rage.

"Stop pretending," he suppressed his voice, tried his best to prevent Fu Ran from approaching, and said with a frown, "Fu Ran, are you pretending to sleep? You—"

Fu Ran's eyelids finally moved and opened slowly.

His eyes froze on Cen Nian's face for a moment, feeling a little dazed.

Cen Nian thought he was awake.He straightened his collar, coughed twice, and sat upright;

"Mr. Fu, can we talk?"

Fu Ran let out an 'hmm'.

His eyes were not the same as usual.Maybe it was because he was sleepy, or even immersed in a dream, not as clear and calm as usual.

"Tomorrow, I will ask the program team to change houses," Cen Nian said in a low voice, "Tonight, don't—"

Fu Ran interrupted him.

The space in the thatched shed was too small, and Fu Ran could hold Cen Nian in his arms as soon as he stretched out his hand.For example, at this time, he brought down Cen Nian, who was half propped up, and carefully looked at him from head to toe.Then, he reached out to hold Cen Nian's hand, and touched it inch by inch from the palm to the fingertips, as if confirming something.

Cen Nian frowned tightly.He wanted to withdraw his hand, tried his best, but he couldn't withdraw it no matter what.

Fu Ran lowered his eyelids, his eyes were soft, filled with unknown emotions.After a while, he asked hoarsely

"Cen Nian?"

Cen Nian was startled, and narrowed his eyes, "What else?"

Fu Ran stared at him for a while.

Cen Nian thought for a while, and then said, "Fu Ran, wait a moment, I'm going to talk to the program team now—"

"I like you."

Fu Ran looked at him and said seriously.

Cen Nian "..."