[Infinite Stream] Destiny Rubik's Cube

It is more elegant and gentle than expected.

Whether it is the curvature of the eyebrows or the line of the jaw, it is neither arrogant nor indifferent, nor even tough.

It is an indefinable but real beauty, which reminds Zhou Qi of the androgynous gods worshiped by various religions.In short, this face is not as repulsive as my own, on the contrary, it is equally attractive to men and women.

Especially those dark eyes, covered with loneliness and frost.Sinking into it, there is an eager spark sprouting in the depths.

Like the Persian cat in Medusa's arms, it is dangerous and mysterious, but beautiful.

Zhou Qi couldn't move his eyes away, he had already stopped coughing, but the feeling of suffocation still lingered.When he found out that he was unconsciously holding his breath, which caused the brain to lack oxygen, he felt awkward: "Hey, it's better if I can't wear it sooner, and I have to give it a beating."

Xu Chi stared at him coldly.

Zhou Qi looked at him, and gradually felt like little ants were crawling all over his body, and his heart rate was a little abnormal.

Get into a fight and get beaten up?Zhou Qi was puzzled.

"Go down." Xu Chi gave a brief order.

Zhou Qi later realized that he was still straddling Xu Chi, and hurriedly climbed down with his hands and feet, his posture was a bit clumsy and ugly.Before getting out of bed, he coughed and closed the front of his shirt thoughtfully.As he walked towards the corner, he muttered: "You are as thin as a bamboo pole, and you don't have any flesh on your body. Where did you get such explosive power?"

Xu Chi had just recovered from a serious illness and couldn't stand the toss. After his physical strength was exhausted, he lay down for a long time before slowly getting up.

The scrutinizing gaze from the corner followed him all the time, like two bright searchlights.

Xu Chi was in a bad mood, and hooked the corners of his lips that were as thin as a blade: "What, do you want to stand there and watch the whole thing?"

Zhou Qi gritted his molars and turned his back.

Although he didn't know why he turned his back, after all, two big men, I don't have any of your things, why are you so ashamed?But he still faced the wall, he could feel that Xu Chi didn't like it.

He felt more and more that Xu Chi was being forced by a hypocritical thing.

"Why don't you let me directly kill that demon-like duchess?" Zhou Qi faced the wall, looking for a topic out of boredom, "This way there will be no such messy things."

"Things should not be that simple." Xu Chi said, "If you act rashly before you figure out anything, it may break the rules that 'they' say."

"Oh... what if it's all right? After all, no one knows what the rules are."

"You can try and be the first to eat crabs."

Zhou Qi: I suddenly don’t want to try it anymore!

The two stopped talking.

5 minutes passed, 10 minutes passed, half an hour...

Zhou Qi couldn't bear the loneliness, turned his head: "Are you alright? Women are better than you..."

The following words just stranded between his brain and vocal cords.

The first thought was, what a fit?

Xu Chi is 1.8 meters tall, tall and slender, wearing an ordinary woman's tutu skirt, revealing a long section of ankles, and similarly, the flared long sleeves have also become three-quarter sleeves.

But that doesn't detract from the stunning visuals.

This dress unexpectedly fit Xu Chi's temperament, low-key and arrogant.The wide hem of the skirt is covered with large pieces of black gauze of different shades, with hundreds of pleats, interspersed with long strips of broken gold satin, and the silk satin is intricately and elegantly embroidered.The cut is quite perfect, especially when all the curves reach the waist, it is tightened solemnly, highlighting the slender figure.There is a flowing tie on the hip and crotch, which traces its origin from the huge golden bow behind the waist.

Zhou Qi never knew that a man's waist could be so slender, as if it was closed, it could be broken with a light grip.

"You, uh, okay." Zhou Qi was at a loss for words, and gave a thumbs up dryly.

The skirt was clearly not finished, and the wide neckline was loosely stacked.

Xu Chi frowned, apparently exhausted of patience, he raised his chin and said coldly, "Come here and help you tie your belt."

"Huh? Oh, good."

Zhou Qi looked away, walked over with one hand and one foot, grabbed the golden ribbon around his fingertips, and pulled it quickly.

"...you are too tight."

"Feel sorry."

"Is that how you dress?"

"right?"

"It just doesn't feel right."

"Why don't you call Jiang Yu over to teach us?"

"..."

Before the dance started, the two finally finished their messing around and went downstairs successfully.

The moment Jiang Yu saw Xu Chi, his eyes straightened, and he exaggeratedly exclaimed: "Wow!"

Zhou Qi understood his feelings and patted him on the shoulder: "Do you know what a real master of women's clothing is? Standing with him is the difference between a king and a bronze."

"Absolutely." Jiang Yu flicked his ponytails, bowing down, "Except for having no breasts, he is impeccable, a treasure in the world, Brother Xu."

Xu Chi didn't think it seemed like a compliment to him.

Zhou Qi has a close heart, who would have imagined what he has gone through in order to make this treasure willingly wear a skirt?

Ren Simiao came across the crowd, looked at it critically for a long time, and felt extremely regretful: "It's a pity not to be a girl."

Xu Chi: "..."

You can shut up now.

"That's right, that's right, that's the look." Ren Simiao said in surprise, "Indifferent, haughty, arrogant, and won the essence of a queen!"

Zhou Qi didn't understand and asked, "What is Queen Fan?"

Jiang Yu talked eloquently: "It's like a queen, very domineering, full of aura, very exclusive, and very vengeful."

"Well, I don't know anything else, the desire for revenge is really strong." Zhou Qi was a little scared.

Xu Chi changed the subject indifferently: "Why did those three women die, do you have any clues?"

With life and death at stake, Ren Simiao immediately took out a sack from under the skirt and poured out the contents: "Here, these are the three hats they made."

The three men had strange expressions.

"Good guy." Zhou Qi suddenly realized, "I now understand why the hem of this skirt has to be so big. The purpose of co-authoring is to hide things!"

Jiang Yu couldn't stop his dirty thoughts, and touched his chin viciously: "It may also be for the Tibetan man."

"The designs of these three hats are very similar." Xu Chi is an honest person here. "The layout is the same, and the elements used are similar. Who copied who?"

"It can't be said to be plagiarism. We did it together." At this time, a young man wearing glasses who was also forced to put on a petticoat stepped forward. He had been paying attention to the conversation between the four of them. Shi Shi couldn't wait to interject, "Everyone completes a part, and then piece it together. Brainstorming, we thought that this way the chances of winning would be better, who would have imagined..."

He also held a hat in his hand, it was his own, and it was indeed similar to the three that Ren Simiao found.

"Do you remember what the Duchess said when she asked us to make hats?" Xu Chi asked.

The young man scratched his head, trying to remember.

Jiang Yu reminded from the side: "She said that the hat she wanted had to be 'the most unique in the world'."

Zhou Qi narrowed his eyes: "But the four of you have the same hat styles, which violates the principle of 'uniqueness'."

Ren Simiao suddenly realized: "This is why Xu Chi passed the test, but he still died."

"But, they are all dead, why, why am I still alive?" The young man was a little flustered, and kept licking his peeling lips.

"Heh." Ren Sizhen glared at him, sneered and walked away.

The young man stood there at a loss, scratching his head: "I, did I do something wrong to make her angry?"

"No." Jiang Yu patted him on the shoulder and said in relief, "She probably doesn't like all the men right now."

Judging from the clues we have so far, women who fail to meet the requirements of the Duchess will die.To draw the key points, one is the request of the Duchess, and the other is the woman.

The ball started, this is a big living room, there is a lifeless band in the corner, the pale-faced musicians are mechanically playing the violin or the piano, the melodious music pauses strangely from time to time, it seems to be stuck music box.

Candles flickered, cold light reflected from the silverware.

The Duchess put on an extremely exaggerated costume and sat down on a throne-like chair with the support of the butler.

People scattered around the banquet in twos and fours.

"Gentlemen and ladies, on this beautiful night, I would like to appreciate your graceful dancing posture on the dance floor." The Duchess clapped her hands and smiled, showing sharp and white conical teeth, "The most elegant dance in the world is the waltz, everyone They are all prominent figures in the upper class, and they often attend the salons and parties of ladies, so they must not miss a single beat..."

Before she could finish her words, everyone's hearts skipped a beat.

"Can you waltz?" Zhou Qi asked Xu Chi in a low voice, with a naughty voice, "If you can't, you will die."

Xu Chi's eyelids did not lift: "You should worry about yourself."

"Don't underestimate those who are in prison." Zhou Qi held a goblet, shook the golden liquid in it, and blinked.

"Really?" Xu Chi rolled the corners of his mouth, "We'll wait and see."

The night was dark, and the orchestral dance music was brisk and soft, but men and women were all sullen, unable to move their trembling legs.

"The music has started." The Duchess urged dissatisfiedly.

Most of the terrified ladies who can't dance cast their male companions for help, and the men are helpless: waltz?Who knows this kind of ancient dance?

"Let's lead the dance!"

At this time, Zhou Qi suddenly pulled Xu Chi to stand up.

"?"

Xu Chi was dragged away by indisputable arguments.

"The waltz is not difficult. I will dance first. You can take as long as you want. Take your time." Zhou Qi said loudly, leaned over and stretched out his hand towards Xu Chi, and lowered his voice, "A question in advance, do you know how to dance women's steps?"

Xu Chi wanted to say no.

Zhou Qi continued: "No, there is no other way. You follow my steps and learn on the spot. Anyway, I can only dance men's steps."

Xu Chi: "..."

The two approached slowly, and Xu Chi's back was bound by a steel-like arm. He paused, lowered his eyes, and put his hand on Zhou Qi's shoulder.A burst of force struck him, and he was swept over.Between the square inches, the breath brushed over the temples, and the invisible tension lingered.

Go forward, turn around, swing.

There was a rustling sound between the clothes.

"You want to take the opportunity to teach them?" Xu Chi asked.

Zhou Qi wore an evening dress similar to a tuxedo, and his gestures were coquettish. He smiled: "Do I look like such an enthusiastic person? I just want to show off."

Back, slide, spin.

Chest to chest, breathing intertwined.

Zhou Qi held the thin and flexible waist and pressed it to the ear: "What disease did you get so thin? An incurable disease?"

"What about you?" Xu Chi turned sideways to him, and slid away lightly, "What crime did you commit to be imprisoned?"

The two separated briefly, then embraced again.

"In such a ghostly place, there is no need to hide it. Who knows, maybe you or I will die next." Zhou Qi persuaded, "You are still good at it, Lian Jiazi?"

Xu Chi continued to answer irrelevant questions: "Tell me first, how old is Tianhe now?"

"What?" Zhou Qi paused slightly, his eyebrows gradually raised into a furrow, "Is the Tianhe government you are talking about? It collapsed 20 years ago, did you just come back from Mars?"

Downfall...?

Xu Chi's eyes dimmed.

The partner stopped talking, and no matter how teased Zhou Qi was, all he got was an unchanging silence.He suspected that he might have said something, which hit the pain point of the other party.

The song ended, and two other couples stepped onto the dance floor.

Nobody finishes dancing and walks away until the last couple, also bravely and cautiously, dance a jerky waltz, and people stop dancing.Their dance moves are not beautiful, but at least they don't go wrong.It can be seen that the potential of a person is indeed immeasurable, two or three hours is enough to quickly master the basic steps of a dance.

Xu Chi's physical strength was really poor, and he was dancing with his life in the end.In the end, it was Zhou Qi who supported his waist and helped him end.

During this period, the Duchess continued to shoot vicious and resentful gazes. If the gaze had any substance, it would be able to pierce holes in the bodies of the two dominant dancers.

"Thank you for your cooperation." Zhou Qi handed over a hand towel to wipe off his sweat.

Xu Chi's sweat glistened under the lamplight, and his neck seemed to be covered with a layer of broken gold. He adjusted the black lace neckband pressing on his Adam's apple, and he still had the iceberg face: "You're welcome."

The ball ended successfully. Except for the Duchess, everyone was in a happy mood, especially the women. In a sense, they were pulled back from the brink of death by Zhou Qi.In order to express their gratitude, they came one by one to greet them with their skirts.

Zhou Qi stroked his short stubble hair, and his brows were full of anger, no matter how tall or short, beautiful or ugly, he teased each of them one by one.

"Auntie, your body fat is a little high. You usually eat well, right? If you want to keep fit and lose weight, come to me and get a [-]% discount."

"Big Sister, who did the perm? The technique is too poor! From now on, the hairdressing salon will be on me, and the member will get [-] for [-]. What? [-] for me? Sister, it's not me, women should be willing to spend money on themselves... "

Since then, Zhou Zhinan's little goodwill from the masses that has just accumulated has been wiped out.

After the hard work of selling, Zhou Qi was thirsty, took a sip of his wine, turned his head, and Xu Chi was nowhere to be seen.

"Maybe I'm going to relieve myself." Jiang Yu pouted upstairs.

"Hiss, how rare." Zhou Qi shaved the back of Jiang Yu's head, "Did I say I wanted to find him?"

After finishing speaking, he put down his wine glass, put his hands in his trouser pockets, opened his long legs, and sauntered towards the stairs.

Jiang Yu stroked his painful head: "Aren't you looking for someone!"

As soon as he turned around, the hippie smile disappeared in an instant. Zhou Qi went back to the room first, but he didn't see anyone, so he turned around and went to the bathroom.

In the narrow and dark corridor, the wallpaper is mottled, and the kerosene lamp hanging on the wall stretches the figure very long, swaying and dragging on the ground.There were two lamps in front of them that had been forgotten to be oiled and went out, and there was a faint rustling sound in the shadows of the dark place.

Zhou Qi stopped and identified it carefully, thinking that it was the movement of the cloth being blown by the wind and rubbing against the ground.

This bit of movement was magnified by the silence.

Something seemed to be lurking there.

Zhou Qi stretched his ears to listen, but the friction sound stopped abruptly at this moment.He narrowed his eyes, squeezing his pupils.While holding his breath and concentrating on it, a tall and thin figure flashed in the corner of his vision, and the golden streamer was raised, which disappeared in a flash.

The speed was unbelievably fast, approaching the human limit.

Xu Chi?

At the touch of a hair.

Zhou Qi released the muscles he had accumulated for a long time, like a swift black panther, following the streamer and rushing into the darkness.

Darkness engulfs all senses.

In an instant, all the scenes around him faded, as if entering a lost realm.He saw the disappeared oil painting again in the void, suspended in the middle of the corridor.

This time, it was two big ones, one small three and three backs.

Earl and Daughter faded and deformed.

The six-fingered countess stands out, she has long black hair and a tall figure.The woman turned sideways slowly, and turned her head. There was a disproportionately large mouth on her small face, and the emerald green eyes that should have existed disappeared from the empty eye sockets.

The two black holes stared blankly at Zhou Qi's direction, the coolness splashed down on his head, the enemy couldn't move me, Zhou Qi's scalp was numb, and he tried his best to restrain his heels that wanted to escape.

After a long confrontation, the woman straightened her arms and pointed somewhere with her curled fingers.

A bloody smell floated in the air, and the smell gradually permeated and intensified, and dark liquid gurgled out from the cracks.

With a high-frequency heartbeat filling his ears, Zhou Qi sullenly followed the prompts and walked over, pushing open the heavy wooden door of the bathroom.

"Squeak-"

As soon as the door was opened a crack, a tall and thin body covered in blood in a pettiskirt immediately pressed over.

His heart skipped a beat, he opened his arms and caught it.

As soon as he breathed, he was already out of breath.

The author has something to say:

Sexy boss, change clothes online.

Xu Chi: When I get back to the place...

The world outside the Rubik’s Cube assumes the future, so a series of things such as waltz are about to become a lost civilization. As for the specific world setting, it will be slowly unfolded later~