Oral period

The second task of the "Mask Challenge" is called "Blind Man Touching an Elephant". The rules are quite simple. Two people form a team by themselves or randomly. Find out your own companion among the participants, and the other is a "free man" who can walk around and walk around the "blind man" who sits in a circle.

In order to prevent embarrassment, the participants were divided into two groups of men and women. The "blind person" can only actively touch the opponent's hand, and then touch other parts under the guidance of the opponent. Each contact should not exceed 2 minutes. After the time is up, the free person will be forced to change , There will also be staff other than the participants who confuse the public.

"There is still no winner or loser in this link. As long as you can find your companion within the specified time, you will pass—then now give everyone 1 minute to decide the role, and the game will officially start after 1 minute."

"It's considered a pass if you recognize it, isn't it very simple..." Xia Jingzhe took off the accessories that would be judged to be cheating, stuffed them into Zhenxiao's pocket with a clatter, and looked up to meet his gaze, feeling something wrong, " Why do you look at me like that—don’t do anything, just play games.”

Zhen Xiao nodded, and agreed very obediently: "Don't worry, I will recognize you soon."

Xia Jingzhe glanced at him dubiously, thinking of her bullying behavior when she walked blindly, she felt a little guilty for no reason.

But Zhen Xiao shouldn't go too far, after all, his sight is blocked, and he can't do anything - he watched the team of "blind people" walking in the opposite direction, thinking silently in his heart.

But it turns out that it was too early for him to breathe a sigh of relief.

They are all boys of seventeen or eighteen years old, and there is no characteristic mark. In fact, it is difficult to tell who is who based on a rough touch.

Xia Jingzhe watched the previous free men stop in front of Zhenxiao, but walked towards the next "blind man" in a few seconds. He really couldn't figure out how the other party could touch his hand to confirm that the person in front of him was not his—it was faint Yueyo guessed the reason why Zhenxiao insisted not to let him be a "blind person".

If it was him, it would probably take a long time to touch everyone who passed by, enough for someone with a strong sense of territory to make a vat of vinegar.

Then why don't you mind other people touching him... He guided the person in front of Zhenxiao to touch him while thinking aimlessly - it can only be understood that Zhenxiao is very reassuring about him and knows that he doesn't like it Being approached by others will only make others stop when they symbolically touch the clothes.

But the feeling of being forced to cross the social distance is still a bit strange, especially the person in front of him is playing very seriously, and he is still a little annoyed by the posture of trying to figure out the direction of his bones even though he is separated by two layers of clothes .

Hurry up and forget it - when he finally walked in front of Zhen Xiao, he breathed a sigh of relief and thought with relief.

Before Zhenxiao touched him, everyone was "tasteful", they would stop when they touched their fingers, and let the other party leave by themselves, so when they were seriously touched from the fingers to the wrist, Xia Jingzhe couldn't help but feel relieved Come on, I think this person has already recognized himself in all likelihood.

However, the rules are there, and Zhen Xiao doesn't say it's over, he still has to stand and let the opponent "up and down", and even take the initiative to guide the opponent to touch other parts of him.

At first he thought that Zhenxiao was just not sure, and he thought carefully for a few seconds where he could confirm that the other party was him—the result of his thinking was that Zhenxiao usually liked to touch his neck, so he bent down solemnly and held Zhenxiao's hand. Hands around his neck.

Zhen Xiao seemed to be taken aback for a moment, then wrapped his arms around the back of his neck as usual, and squeezed it meaningfully.

So Xia Jingzhe quickly realized that this person was probably determined from the beginning, and he was just teasing him.

He murmured a dirty word in his heart, pinched Zhen Xiao's wrist like a threat, then mercilessly shook off his back, and silently warned the other party that it was almost over, don't let him be touched by the next person until the 2 minutes are over.

Zhen Xiao turned a deaf ear to it, and came to look for his hand for the second time, as if once the recognition process was interrupted, he would have to start from the beginning—but the posture was no longer the point-to-point touch as before, but holding it with both hands and pulling it closer, Like holding up some precious treasure.

Then starting from the slender wrist, rubbing it down inch by inch, and finally holding it tenderly between the fingers, as if performing some overly complicated hand kiss ceremony, and adding many prefixes.

Xia Jingzhe was so tired of him that his numbness made her feel numb, and she felt that every place he touched would burn. It was the damp current that spread along the blood vessels in her wrist to her fingertips.

But Zhenxiao's movements are so pious, as if he was blindfolded, so he has to use the rest of his senses to perceive him as much as possible - he looks at the slightly parted lips under the other's mask, and there is a shallow slit on the lower lip , I remembered that not long ago they were still kissing in the stairwell separated by a wall, and Zhenxiao was bitten by him so painfully that his breathing trembled a little, and he retaliated even harder, and he would not give up until he was out of breath.

What was his hand doing at that time—it seemed to be placed behind him, already poking in along the hem of his clothes...

In the next second, the host's announcement brought him back to reality, and there were still ten seconds before the end of the two minutes, "Ten, nine, eight, seven..."

Zhen Xiao lowered her head during the countdown, and touched the back of his hand almost reverently.

Others seem to mistake it for sniffing, but only he knows it's a kiss.

When counting to "one", Zhen Xiao finally stood up, and signaled to the referee that he recognized it——when the blindfold was untied, Xia Jingzhe saw the sly smile shaking in his eyes, and there was a smile in his eyes. Next, something more than affectionate.

Like a successful prank, like a dream come true.

It was a long time later that he remembered to ask Zhenxiao, what was he thinking when "the blind man felt the elephant", and why it was so boring all of a sudden.

Zhen Xiao took his hand as if the scene was reappearing, touched from the wrist all the way to the fingertips of the cartoonist Jin Gui, and then printed a kiss on the back of his hand.

"Hmm... It's nothing. In fact, I was thinking about it a little further, when I was 'blind walking'."

"Thinking—if you're my only connection to the world, then I'm lucky too."

——It doesn't delay him now pinching Zhenxiao's face to settle accounts, pretending to be serious and asking him "did it do it on purpose" "or would you touch it like this if you were someone else".

The two questions contradict each other, and you will inevitably suffer a hard meal if you choose either.Zhen Xiao hesitated for a second, and still chose the less serious side: "How is it possible, I recognized it at the beginning... It's only been two minutes, and I didn't take advantage of you."

"Yeah, I'm simply upset," Xia Jingzhe shook his arms, trying to shake off the lingering heat on the back of his hands, his ears were still a little red, "How did you recognize it, what's the evidence?"

Zhen Xiao wanted to laugh when he saw his ears showing his emotions, but he held it back, pretending to answer sincerely: "Your hands are a little thinner than others, and the calluses on your fingers are not so thick, but there are calluses under your wrists. , the place where the medicine patch has been applied feels softer than other places... Also, the body smells good."

When he said the first half of the sentence, Xia Jingzhe was still carefully observing his hands following his description, but stopped when he heard the last few words, and asked meaningfully: "Does it smell good?" "Well, a kind of It tastes very sweet, like fruit, or candy..." In my impression, Xia Jingzhe is a bit like a child who has never passed, always likes to bite something in his mouth, eats lollipops and likes to hang around for a long time with that plastic stick in his mouth. Sometimes I also like to put two candies on hand, as if being marinated by sweets.

Xia Jingzhe didn't answer his criticism, and while putting the jingling rings and bracelets back to their original positions one by one, he choked back casually: "That's not what you said when we first met—what did you say? Hate me because I smell like smoke..."

It is also an irrefutable fact that at that time he really repulsed Xia Jingzhe for a time, because the smell of mint smoke on the other party was so similar to his mother, it was even disgusting.

It's just that Xia Jingzhe would quit smoking so simply. Even though they were not familiar with each other at that time, they had no obligation to quit smoking for him.

"Didn't I just say it once, don't hold grudges..." Zhen Xiao regretted the words he said before he recovered his memory, and was afraid that Xia Jingzhe would go over the old troubles again, so he reached out and shook his clothes, trying to get rid of him by acting coquettishly. Exposing this stubble, "The tasks are all done, and it's still too early to go back and gather. Is there any other place you want to go?"

Xia Jingzhe snorted, reluctantly cooperated with him to change the subject, raised his head and looked around, and was not interested in the activities of the surrounding classes, so he dragged him forward: "Let's watch while walking..."

I don't know if it was planned in advance, but the activities on this floor seem to be inseparable from the word "horror". Another class hung a poster of a horror movie at the door, and the curtains were drawn tightly, which scared him.

"... Forget it, what a hobby," he began to regret after walking a few steps, and was trying to find an excuse to return the same way without being so shameful, when he suddenly remembered something, and looked at Zhen Xiao seriously, "By the way, just now Was there a biscuit-making activity when we came in, let us remember to participate..."

Zhen Xiao watched him pretending to be nonchalant while stretching out his hand silently to pull her arm, so she couldn't help curling the corners of her mouth, and deliberately sang the opposite tune: "I didn't say that I must participate after eating - this movie looks very interesting. , don’t you want to take a look?”

"Fuck off, is the movie interesting or watching me get scared?" Xia Jingzhe simply stopped pretending, turned around and left, like a master who left his pet behind in a fit of anger, "Then watch it slowly, I'm leaving .”

After taking two steps, he slowed down calmly and counted in his heart until the pets followed him. When he counted to "three", there were indeed more people around him, and he contradicted himself and made nonsense: "Well, making biscuits is also a must!" Quite interesting..."