Louis can't refuse

Chi Yao had played several escape room games on his mobile phone, so he didn't pay much attention to this group of middle school students, probably because he couldn't figure out any difficult gameplay, at most he just created a scary atmosphere to bluff people.

He and Feng Luyi went all the way in the dark, followed the prompts on the radio, and cooperated to solve the mechanisms and puzzles. The tacit understanding was good, and Chi Yao gradually let go of his resistance and devoted himself fully to it.

When he came to the last classroom at the end of the corridor, Chi Yao heaved a sigh of relief. According to the procedure, he unlocked the last mechanism here and it was over.

Chi Yao felt that this classroom looked familiar, and judging from the blurred class number plate at the door, this was indeed the place where he used to attend classes.

Faced with these one after another coincidences, Chi Yao has been numb from the shock at the beginning.

If there is really someone behind the scenes, and he doesn't know the other party's intentions, why should he keep recalling the things in high school?

He glanced at Feng Louis suspiciously again, but the other party's expression still showed no flaws, and reminded him, "Brother Chi, be careful where you step, don't step on any debris and fall."

Chi Yao pushed the door unceremoniously and walked in. The lights were turned off and there was no electricity. There were candles burning in the corner for lighting. It was not dim, but rather warm. The classroom was clean and tidy, as if it had been cleaned specially, and the furnishings were also in his memory. There is no difference, even the lily of the valley beside Chi Yao's seat has been restored.

Chi Yao sat on his seat, gently stroking the empty corner of the table, under the impression that Feng Louis would always put a bottle of iced Coke here, so that he could just drink it directly when he woke up.

It would be great if time could always be fixed at that time, inseparable, nothing can separate the two.

Memories surged out of control, from the sweet taste of soda on the tip of the tongue, to the sticky and repeated word like on the lips.

Chi Yao didn't know how many times he looked back at Feng Luyi. This time, he found that Feng Luyi had given up his bad habits a long time ago, and his standing posture was no longer like a hunched wolf hiding in the dark. He had a straight back and a tall figure. , When looking at himself, he even needs to lower his head and lower his eyes slightly.

Nine years have passed, and Feng Louis is already a stable adult. He seems to be relatively rich financially and spiritually. Naturally, it is impossible to abandon his self-esteem and kneel at the feet of others to confess carefully.

As for the sloppy nurturing agreement between the two, it was more like a concession by Feng Luyi to take into account the face of the other party.

He just refused to reject Chi Yao as always.

Chi Yao is not stupid, he can feel it.

At the same time, he also knew that he was the only person whose mind was still in his teens, and he was naively expecting that Feng Luyi would continue to back down.

But the essence of this expectation is that he wants to occupy Feng Luyi's love as always.

After discovering this, a trace of bitterness appeared in his heart.

In order to cover up, Chi Yao could only turn his attention to finding the mechanism, fiddled with the potted plant a few times, and found that it was fixed on the windowsill. He was almost 100% sure that this was the mechanism he was looking for.

And the two watering cans placed next to the potted plants are also the key props for watering the flowers. As long as the pots are filled with water, the mechanism will be triggered, and then the lights will turn on, which is a perfect ending.

But as soon as Chi Yao picked up the two kettles, he smelled alcohol from one of them.

At first glance, it is just an ordinary whiskey, but after a little aftertaste, there is an inexplicable attraction that makes people want to stop.

Chi Yao was a little curious and dipped his finger a little, wanting to taste it, but was stopped.

Feng Luyi was a little helpless, these middle school students were really naughty enough to use the drinks specially provided in the exhibition as props.

These drinks have been replaced with whiskey from Joe Tradewind Distillery, which is mixed with a high concentration of alpha pheromone. Chi Yao will naturally feel addicted to an O.

He didn't want Chi Yao to be tainted with any pheromone flavor other than his own.

Fortunately, Chi Yao didn't doubt it too much. He just thought it was the design of the mechanism. If he had to choose one of the two to rule out the wrong answer, he simply put down the kettle containing the wine and poured the water from the other into the flower pot.

Then I heard a slight movement behind the wall, the mechanism started, but instead of turning on the light as Chi Yao expected, the chair he was sitting on vibrated, and then two pairs of iron cuffs popped out, fixing his wrist and knee.

Chi Yao was at a loss and didn't understand what was going on. The people, tables and chairs had already turned 180 degrees following the wall.

So he came to the room behind the wall.

There are walkie-talkies and combination locks everywhere on the wall, which seem to be the control points of the whole building, but he is handcuffed and out of reach, and only sees the face of Von Louis on the surveillance screen above his head. , the noisy snowflakes cover up, and then the screen goes off.

Chi Yao was so irritable that he stomped his feet violently, kicked away the props on the ground, and cursed what a broken place, the monitoring signal can be so bad, and no one cares about it.

He came to experience the game, not to experience bugs.

At least there is weak lighting outside. Once the screen is turned off, it is completely dark. The windows are made of special sound-proof single-sided glass, so you can't see what's going on in the classroom.

It simply doesn't fit the horror theme of the chamber of secrets too much. Chi Yao doesn't know whether to praise the designer for being careful or wicked.

He tried his best to adjust his breathing. His claustrophobia was not as severe as it used to be, so he shouldn't get sick.

Feng Louis is just outside the wall, he won't be trapped for long, just wait calmly.

However, a few seconds later, he heard rustling movements in the darkness in the opposite corner, which was very abrupt.

Chi Yao couldn't see the specifics clearly, but only guessed that the other party was very thin and small, not like an adult, and should be a student of No. [-] Middle School like those NPCs before.

His first reaction was that he was glad that there were managers in this room.

The second reaction is anger.

He originally planned to escape from the secret room of any cultural festival that he didn't intend to participate in the exhibition. He obviously found the right agency, but was handcuffed to a chair for no reason. He said, "Why handcuff me? As for the shit you guys have done, I'm going to complain to the person in charge of the exhibition and tear down all these things."

However, the other party did not answer him, but slowly crawled towards him.

That's right, climbing.

This strange "student" maintained a weird posture of prostrating on the ground, and approached Chi Yao a little bit. His long and dense hair like water grass was hanging on the ground, covering most of his pale face, and the only eye that was exposed was also very hollow, like A dead well.

Chi Yao didn't try to understand the script of the escape room, but only guessed that it was a series of campus ghost stories, and what he saw in front of him was like the grieving ghosts that died students turned into in ghost stories.

His scalp was numb, and he was dripping with cold sweat. The coolness rushed from the soles of his feet to Tianlinggai.

It's not that I haven't seen NPCs with scary appearances today, but at that time I just had a playful mentality, and I wasn't afraid of those little kids at all, but now the surroundings are silent, and he is locked in a confined space alone, with a high level of nervousness. You have to wonder if you have hit a ghost.

The thing is still crawling.

The temperature seems to be lower.

Chi Yao could no longer make a sound.

He tried his best to raise his head, his breath was like a gossamer, and he tried to back up while inhaling thin air into his lungs, but he quickly reached the wall. When he felt a cold hand on his ankle, he could no longer control himself. He screamed and used his hands and feet in an attempt to break free from the shackles.

It didn't work.

Helpless and desperate, he can only pray that someone will come and save him.

Light came in.

The window was smashed, and the glass shards scattered like sharp snow, cutting through the dark night. He was hugged and softly comforted, telling him that he was fine.

Chi Yao slowly felt the warm candlelight, and finally stopped going mad, and limp in Feng Luyi's arms, the shackles had been opened, and the temperature of the air conditioner in the room had been turned up a bit, as for the "ghost" just now, it was gone. Half of the burnt candles were left on the ground.

Everything just now was like an illusion.

Von Louis also stated that he did not see the "ghost" he referred to.

"Obviously lying on the ground." Chi Yao murmured.

It can be imagined that with the height of the window, Feng Luyi couldn't see the scene on the ground outside, so he kept his mouth shut.

There are no real ghosts in the world.

He has indeed been under too much pressure recently.

But after all, it was a false alarm. Now that I have recovered, I am a little embarrassed.

Chi Yao swallowed, tugged at Feng Luyi's sleeve, and said, "It's just an unprofessional horror chamber. It's not very scary. I can do it again."

Seeing his brave appearance, Feng Luyi sighed, knelt down to look at him, and asked, "Brother Chi, are you injured?"

After he said this, Chi Yao realized later that there was a dull pain in the bend of his leg, which may have been scratched by the shackles when he was struggling just now.

Although this wound was not worth mentioning, Feng Louis still insisted on checking it, but he couldn't resist, so he could only be hugged obediently and sat by the desk, with his pants rolled up above his knees.

Unfortunately, the bruise was just next to the crescent-shaped red birthmark. Chi Yao saw that the eyelashes of the person in front of him were trembling, and the warm breath was spraying on it, and it was a little itchy. He wanted to scratch but was afraid of tearing the wound. The relationship between the two of them wants to break through the ambiguous boundary, but is afraid of touching the flesh and blood under the surface.

Chi Yao curled up his fingers and grabbed the edge of the table, feeling inexplicably nervous. Although he was just looking at the wound, he felt the other party's eyes glued to each other, as if he was going to kiss him in the next second, licking the soft moon.

Chi Yao had already thought up the words of rejection, but Feng Luyi's kiss did not fall. He took out a wet wipe and cleaned the wound carefully, "Brother Chi, the color of your birthmark seems to have faded."

"Really? I don't even remember." Chi Yao looked down, "It's normal for the birthmark to fade."

Feng Luyi said seriously, "I remember it very clearly."

This birthmark meant a lot to him, even if it faded away, the throbbing it brought him would be indelible.

It is the mark that tempts him to have intimate contact with Chi Yao for the first time, and it is also a gap that accommodates his desire.

Before that, he had only had countless wet dreams.

Although Chi Yao, who was sleeping soundly at the time, didn't notice it.

Still don't know.

He thought he should apologize, although it was too late.

But Chi Yao misunderstood what he meant. Seeing his gentle movements, he hesitated to speak, and thought that he would have to wait for the expected confession.

"Do you still like-"

"sorry."

Both sides made up their minds to speak at the same time, but the two unconnected words were like a question and an answer.

Chi Yao froze, and then his cheeks flushed with embarrassment.

It may not be too embarrassing to be rejected before finishing your sentence.

Fortunately, at the same time as his eyes were moist, a gust of wind blew outside the window, blowing up the white tulle curtains, blocking his sight, and his dejected appearance was not seen.

Properly veiled and hoodwinked, he needs this form of self-preservation.

Chi Yao coughed lightly, trying to make amends for himself. "What I just asked was, do you still like that birthmark? Fortunately, you don't, otherwise it would be too perverted."

Feng Luyi was silent for a few seconds, and said softly: "I still like it."

Chi Yao bit her lower lip tightly.

Damn, why are there no subjects in the sentences.

However, the other party's next sentence was as straightforward as a sharp knife, "Brother Chi, do you like me?"

Chi Yao didn't expect him to turn his back on the client, his mind was buzzing, and he subconsciously denied it, "How could I like you? If you didn't propose to sign the surgery agreement, I wouldn't—"

The words are interrupted again, but this time at the source.

There was a soft touch of tulle on his forehead, and he was kissed through the curtain.

In the warm yellow candlelight, Feng Luyi's shadow still looked like a giant wolf, but when he lowered his head, it was not because of obedience, but because he lowered himself to comfort and rely on him.

"It's okay if you don't like it."

"..."

"But don't cry."

Chi Yao quickly stretched out his hand to wipe it off, and his palm was indeed wet.

He has made up too many excuses today, and now he is running out of words, and he doesn't even know why he is so sad.

When he was locked in the confinement room and beaten, he never cried. When he vomited in the middle of the night, he never complained to anyone.

But now, someone didn't mention his past at all, and just told him not to cry, he felt extremely wronged.

Chi Yao pushed aside the curtains, hugged Feng Luyi and sobbed softly.

The broadcast continued to urge them to continue the process, but no one cared, until Chi Yao was finally tired from crying, wiped his eyes, and suddenly heard another sob.

The sound still came from the corner.

It was covered by my own movement just now, but now it becomes clear, the voice is weak, like a girl, very scary.

Chi Yao nervously said: "It's really a ghost, I saw it right just now!"

Feng Luyi patted his head, "No, just a student playing a ghost NPC."

"really?"

"Well, you light a candle and go see."

After receiving encouragement, Chi Yao seemed to have taken a reassurance, holding a candlestick, and approached the corner a little bit.

The thin girl hugged her knees tightly, and shrank back. Although her face was still covered with a thick white foundation, after being washed away by tears, she finally saw a little blood, and she looked like a human being.

Chi Yao clicked his tongue and asked her, "Why did you deliberately scare me?"