Those years when I was taken away by the boss

Yang Wanqing stayed in 1103, and she didn't show any intention of doing anything to Shu Shi. If she wanted to, she could just stab the knife.

In the tense atmosphere, Yang Wanqing looked at Zhong Ruji, and suddenly smiled softly, deliberately not explaining: "You are obviously the same as me."

Zhong Ruji's smile didn't reach his eyes: "I'm different from you."

Yang Wanqing didn't refute his words, but turned to look at Shu Shi, muttered and chuckled: "Indeed."

Shu Shi heard inexplicable bitterness in just two words.

The gaffe only took a few seconds, and it was really difficult to see the emotions on Yang Wanqing's burned face, and she could only judge by her tone of voice.

Yang Wanqing still said to Zhong Ruji: "But there are some things you don't know."

"You will always know what you should know, so don't bother you." Zhong Ruji didn't intend to continue dealing with her, "We have nothing to talk to you, why don't you give in?"

Who knows what could go wrong after a long stay.

Shu Shi didn't say a word, silently supporting all his decisions.

Yang Wanqing put away that little smile, turned around and sat on the charred sofa, slowly stroked the dead body's head and said: "I wish you good luck, don't be caught by me tomorrow."

She gave a horrible smile.

The coming of the big scene was heralded at night.

Thunder and lightning, violent wind and showers.

The strong wind beat the window glass unceremoniously, and the big trees planted outside the house were unbearably disturbed, and the sound of leaves colliding could be heard endlessly.

Shu Shi couldn't fall asleep.

He tossed and changed several sleeping positions, and he didn't feel sleepy at all.

While drowsy, a faint smell of gasoline slowly seeped into the room.

Shu Shi was suddenly full of energy, and he lifted the quilt covering his head and sat up like a dead body.

He sniffed carefully, then turned his head slowly following the direction the smell came from.

It came in from the window.

It is raining and windy, and thunder and lightning, can this smell survive tenaciously?

Shu Shi got out of bed, ready to open the window to see the situation outside.

There was a knock on the door.

Shu Shi looked at the window, then at the door, and finally chose the latter decisively.

The person knocking on the door now is either Zhong Ruji or a ghost.

Shu Shi pressed the handle to open the door, habitually leaned against the door frame, and said to the person outside the door: "Are you still asleep?"

Zhong Ruji glanced at the window and asked, "Do you think I can sleep?"

"That's right." Shu Shi smiled. He subconsciously touched the pocket where he always put his earphones, but he couldn't even touch the pocket, let alone the earphones.

"Shall we sleep together?"

Shu Shi, who was still keeping his eyes down, felt a little magical when he heard this understated, negotiating invitation: "Ah? What did you say?"

Zhong Ruji glanced sideways at the black shadow cast by the window, and stretched out his hand to touch his neck: "Sleep in my room."

Shu Shi and Zhong Ruji, who were taken to the next room, looked at each other, neither of them spoke.

Shu Shi propped his face, sat on the quilt facing Zhong Ruji, squinted his eyes and asked, "What is it that you won't let me see?"

Being smarter means not being fooled.Zhong Ruji thought to himself.

"It's nothing." Zhong Ruji spoke nonsense without blinking his eyes, and opened his mouth very naturally, "I can't sleep in the middle of the night, so I have a companion."

Shu Shi: "..." This reason is really hard to complain about.

Shu Shi: "Then why are we sitting here?"

"Otherwise, what else can you do?" Zhong Ruji raised his eyebrows, "What do you want to do that is inappropriate for children?"

Shu Shi found that this man's words made him more and more overwhelmed.

Something inappropriate for children?He also thought, the premise is that there must be such a condition.

Shu Shi helped his forehead helplessly: "Be serious, brother, we shouldn't talk about this now."

"It's nothing serious to talk about, just a boring pastime." Zhong Ruji imitated him and held his face.

The two of them stared at each other for a few seconds, and Shu Shi turned his head and burst out laughing.

It's just that Zhong Ruji like this suddenly feels cute.

What Shu Shi originally wanted to pursue was covered up by Zhong Ruji calmly, and the two chatted from the bed to the bed, and finally fell asleep peacefully to the accompaniment of the thunderstorm.

On the sixth day, the sun was just right, and the air after the rain was filled with long-lost freshness.

But Shu Shi was in a bad mood.

It's nothing, it's just that after waking up, Zhong Ruji is not by her side, coupled with the annoyance of getting up, it makes her even more annoyed when she thinks about it.

This is 1101, the room allocated to him.After staying with Zhong Ruji for so many days, Shu Shi seemed to regard 101 as his home, but instead regarded 1101 as a hotel, staying for one night was enough.

According to past experience, in the space controlled by ghosts, the big scene on the last day has always been a fixed process of scene reappearance.

Because there is no survivor in this place, if everyone walks the established path, their end will be death.

Yang Wanqing didn't choose to possess herself, she must be planning to act as a bystander in this role-playing, occasionally tripping her up.

It's not Shu Shi's malicious speculation, but every ghost will do it.

I don't know who was assigned the role of Yang Wanqing.

Shu Shi went to the bathroom to wash up, and when he looked in the mirror, he was still thinking about the task.

After washing up, Shu Shi glanced at the wall clock and fiddled with the potted plants on the chair beside him.

There are no other vengeful spirits in this space, if there are, there are only the eight people killed by Yang Wanqing.

When it comes to reenacting scenes, it seems that Yang Wanqing can't control many people, it depends on how she arranges.

Shu Shi always felt that she had some big move behind her, so that he had to deal with it carefully.

The breeze was warm, and Shu Shi pushed all the windows of the house open to let the mild sunlight shine into the house.

Still nothing happened.

On the day of the big scene, the taskers did not wake up naturally, but were awakened at a fixed point, and there must be a big event in the first half hour.

There is no movement in this building, but it does not mean that there is nothing wrong with other rooms.

When Shu Shi didn't see Zhong Ruji, his heart was still in suspense. After waiting for about a quarter of an hour, he pulled his clothes, took the key and went out immediately.

After closing the door, Shu Shi walked up the stairs as usual, but stopped when he turned and walked a few steps.

He took a few steps back, first glanced at the elevator, and then at 1103.

- Ugly monster sealing technique!

- Don't come out and be scary!

- see you hit one shot at a time! !

The small anti-theft door was completely covered by spray-painted words. These words were so bad that Shu Shi couldn't help frowning.

After a pause, the elevator that broke down yesterday made a sound behind him, and a girl wearing canvas shoes stepped out of it.

She looked weird, her eyes turned to 1103 when she came out, and she walked straight towards 1103 without any hesitation in her steps.

Shu Shi was completely ignored. At this moment, he suddenly understood Yang Wanqing's arrangement for him.

He is also a bystander, watching the reappearance of the past and the recurrence of the tragedy.

The girl took out the drawn paper from the small backpack, rolled it into a cylinder and stuck it in the handle, raised her hand and knocked on the door three times, then hurried back to the elevator.

Shu Shi watched the elevator running to the seventh floor, and the door of 1103 made a slight sound.

The girl wearing a hat and a mask couldn't see her face clearly. She looked outside vigilantly, quickly removed the drawing paper stuck in the handle, and immediately closed the door.

Shu Shi dropped a card at his feet, the kind that Zhong Ruji often used to open doors.

He looked at it for a few seconds, knelt down to pick up the card, and walked towards 1103.

There were more than five people besieged on the rooftop, Zhong Ruji glanced at them, they were all familiar faces.

Lin Yu, Xiong Yang, Chen Ziqian, Fu Yi... everyone who can be named is here, except for Shu Shi.

"Maybe it's a good thing to be locked up here." Lin Yu sat on the iron bucket, and outsiders were much more lively than the lunatic who shouted to kill every day.

"That's not true." Deng Yuting squatted on another iron bucket with an extremely peaceful mind, "If I can stay here all day, I'd be happy to die."

Lin Yu hahas twice: "how is it possible, do you think this is a walk?"

Deng Yuting also smiled, but didn't answer.

Also staying at a safer place, Chen Ziqian couldn't be so peaceful, he tugged on Fu Yi's sleeve and said unrelentingly: "Is Shu Shi hiding in some bucket and playing hide-and-seek with us?"

Fu Yi took his hand and said helplessly, "Please recognize the reality."

The reality is that Shu Shi is separated from them.The four of them made an appointment to go through missions together, and all three of them are safe at the moment, except for Shu Shi.

"Wow, what on earth is this little girl going to do, don't she be possessed?" Chen Ziqian imagined all kinds of bad situations, and he was not very well.

Fu Yi: "..." Chen Ziqian was the first one to call a ghost a little girl.

Xiong Yang went to Zhong Ruji and asked, "Do you need help?"

Zhong Ruji looked at the iron gate and shook his head at last: "No, I trust him."

He really can't let go, but it's not that he can't let go.

Yang Wanqing can't afford big waves, Zhong Ruji believes that Shu Shi can safely survive the troubles of ghosts by himself.

"Do you believe in him, do you believe in his kindness or his reason?" A familiar female voice wafted in her ears, teasing with malicious intent.

Xiong Yang's expression changed slightly, but Zhong Ruji's remained unchanged: "I trust his people."

Those who were close heard the voice of ghosts, especially Chen Ziqian. After listening to it, he couldn't wait to scold: "I said, little girl, can you compare your heart with your heart? Even if I didn't take good care of you when I was thinking about Shu, it would be considered as humane and righteous." ? Are you doing this to him?"

Yang Wanqing's erratic voice suddenly darkened: "It's not your turn to deal with him, if you talk nonsense, get the hell out of here."

Chen Ziqian: "My grass???"

"Okay." Fu Yi stopped the runaway wild horse in time, "Speak less and wait and see what happens."