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I looked at this painting for a long time and couldn't get back to my senses.

With astonishing painting skills, the painter vividly displayed two opposite scenes. The darkness of the hall and the light outside the door produced a sharp contrast.

The girl with the same appearance as me stood there, as if being shrouded by dark clouds little by little, but she didn't notice it.I stared at the faint shadows around me, and a treacherous emotion gradually emerged in my heart. The unease that I always ignored in the past has gradually raised its head at this time——

"you are here."

When the cold voice sounded, I was startled suddenly, and when I looked back, I saw Joseph appearing at the door of the studio at some point, with those faint blue eyes staring at me quietly.

My heart skipped a beat, and my fingers gripping the picture frame subconsciously tightened slightly, but before I had time to do anything, he slowly walked towards me.

As Joseph approached, my heart couldn't help but lift up...

"I've been waiting for a long time. I came back a little late today. I made you wait for so long alone."

"No... not too long," I said subconsciously, looked at the painting in my hand again, and explained dryly: "I have nothing to do, so I visited your studio..."

Joseph's eyes fell on the screen, and he paused slightly. Unexpectedly, he just glanced casually, very calmly:

"The space outside is limited, and many paintings have not been displayed. If you like, we can draw more in the future."

after……

I was silent for a moment, and the painting in my hand was taken away by a white hand. The bony fingers were pressed on the drawing board, and the fingertips were long and sharp nails.Just listen to him say lightly:

"It needs to be tidied up here, can you go outside and wait for me for a while?"

I opened my mouth, but in the end I didn't know what to say: "...um."

I watched Joseph tidy up the paintings, and the painting that I had to pay attention to was put away. I had too many questions in my heart, but I couldn't ask them.It seems that subconsciously, I don't want to startle and uncover those hidden things. I stand there and don't know what to do.Just staring at him quietly, he was at a loss.

What the hell is going on with that painting?How does he feel about me?What do you think?

I began to become more and more uncertain. The emotions accumulated from the game made me want to do something at this time, but I didn't know how to do it. I have to admit that I am too sensitive.

I don't know what kind of complicated emotions it is, churning endlessly in my chest.

Quietly exited the studio and walked to the desk with the floor cabinet. On the neatly arranged table, a familiar Bible was placed within easy reach, together with a few books in foreign languages, as if the owner had recently Books to read, with beautiful bookmarks tucked between the pages.

I randomly picked up a book and flipped through it, and I could hear slight movements in the studio.He put down the book absent-mindedly, and traced the cross on the cover of the "Bible" with his fingers. Many small pieces of information flashed through his mind, and then quickly disappeared.I tried to avoid thinking, but my thoughts became more and more confused, and there was nothing I could do.

The movement in the studio stopped unknowingly, and familiar footsteps sounded, slowly coming behind him.I looked down at the table, as if I didn't realize it.

"looking at what?"

"Book."

"...Plato's "Utopia"," Joseph glanced at the book on the desk that I opened casually: "This book is not only Plato's summary and summary of his previous philosophical thoughts, but also discusses the philosophy, Issues in politics, ethics, education, literature and art, etc., some of which are very interesting.”

He held my hand: "You can take it back to watch."

I responded indiscriminately.

...Actually, I just flipped through it casually, because I was so confused that I didn't see anything at all.

"Did the game go well today?"

"Fortunately." When I mentioned today's game, I remembered the Ripper's look of watching the show, and couldn't help but pause, "I escaped."

"That's good." Joseph lowered his eyes, paused for a moment, looked up, and leaned closer.

I froze for a moment, and Qing Leng drew closer with a hint of ink fragrance. It seemed that with a slight movement, the silver-white hair would run across my neck, making me a little stiff.

"It smells good."

Like cold spring water flowing through a mountain stream, I froze completely. There was a slight itchiness in my ears, as if being lightly brushed by a feather. A thin layer of red: "Joseph...?"

The slender fingers raised the ink-like black hair, and the cool fingertips lightly brushed the pinnae. I couldn't help but shivered. I met those blue eyes, and my breath stagnated:

"I...sprayed a little of the perfume Vera gave me, don't you like it?"

Although the perfume is expensive, no matter whether it is a noble lady in the upper class or women of other classes, there is no one who does not like it, especially between lovers... When Vera gave me the perfume, she smiled ambiguously at me Laugh, good joke.

"I like it." Joseph caressed the black hair by my ear, thinking of something, the corners of his mouth slightly raised:

"Vera—the perfumer in the game?"

"Well, she also comes from the upper class, but she is very powerful and saved me."

"Is that so?" Joseph didn't have much interest in advancing other survivors, with a calm expression, he moved away from the topic:

"Don't be too timid about the game."

"It's not easy for survivors to win. I don't want to see you being punished. That would make me feel bad." Joseph held my hand, as gentle as ever, but what he said made my heart thump: "Fortunately , will end soon.”

"End?" I looked at him pretending to be puzzled.

"Just pass the final game." Joseph said slowly: "Speaking of which, this is the method I know from Leo."

My heart began to beat faster and faster.

"If that Miss Woods has obtained the permission of the owner of the manor, she will not be punished for failure in the game, and will not die in the game. As long as she successfully escapes from the last game, she will escape the rules of the game. She will no longer be a survivor, nor will she die in the game. Never get involved in escape games again."

In other words, many rules of the manor do not apply to Miss Gardener, but Emma has not saved enough points to open the final game so far, so she looks the same as other survivors.

I suppressed the uneasiness in my heart, and said in a soft voice: "But I want to try it myself... My friends and I agreed to go to the final game together, everyone is working hard, and I want to accompany them to the final. "

From being together to now, this is the first time we have touched this dangerous topic.I couldn't help but look at Joseph, trying to find out his reaction, but saw that he was silent for a while, and his blue eyes were gloomy, which made me feel guilty:

"You care about those people?"

"...Yes, they are the only friends I have in this era." I thought of Marta and Naibu, and smiled slightly: "They helped me a lot and took good care of me. I took her plane..."

"Is it."

Joseph seemed to be carelessly lowering his eyes, but he held my hand without refusal. His blue eyes, which were half hidden under the long eyelashes, were emotions that I couldn't see clearly.

My fingers were slowly clenched, and I reacted slowly. I accidentally said my plan after leaving, and this was obviously what Joseph didn't want to hear.

That weird picture came back to my mind.

"Actually, I..." I couldn't help opening my mouth, but a hand pressed against my lips:

"Young girls are always attracted to the colorful world outside."

The blue eyes stared at me quietly, leaving me speechless for a moment, and unable to refute.A disappointed sigh came from my ear, and then Joseph kissed me. The soft touch on my lips made me instantly forget what I wanted to say.

My breathing quickly became disordered, and I only looked up slightly, and I could see my figure locked tightly in those blue eyes, and I couldn't help murmuring:

"Joseph..."

He paused slightly, his blue eyes close at hand were like a sky lake on a snow-capped mountain, peaceful and serene, as if he knew everything.My heart skipped a beat, which aroused inexplicable unease and agitation. A cold kiss fell on my eyelids, and I opened my mouth: "That painting..."

Joseph didn't answer, but made me swallow the rest of the words gently and irresistibly.Like snowflakes falling on the ice, it condensed in an instant, and before he could react, a slight tingling suddenly came from his lips.The breath belonging to another person invaded forcefully, which made me tremble uncontrollably. I opened my eyes wide. Unlike the previous gentle guidance, this kiss was ambiguous and lingering, making people unable to resist. The lips and teeth intertwined, as if to kiss Both breath and heartbeat are taken away.

Leaning back weakly all over, Joseph grabbed me in time, and accidentally pressed the books on the table, the hard bookcase was a bit annoying.I could smell the cold fragrance in my silver-white hair, whether it was from me or from the silver-white hair. Everything started to slide in a dangerous direction... I wanted to resist subconsciously, but I was suddenly bitten.

I thought dizzily, he really didn't want to say it.

I didn't want to say or listen, so I just bypassed it. I am not the only one who is stubborn, and Joseph will never give in easily.

My eyelashes quivered slightly.

Jack said: "Beth Fenley, I really want to know if it wasn't for Joseph's fiancee status, would you still be together?"

I clearly know that Jack said this on purpose, but these words of hatred still have their effect, like a thorn piercing my heart fiercely, and every time I move, it brings a tingling feeling.

――I have to admit, I'm not sure.

I put my arms around Joseph's neck, and kissed him back awkwardly, my eyes were burning -- what is love?I don't understand.does joseph love mehave no idea.Can we be together?impossible.

I still remember the indifferent appearance of this man at the very beginning. Joseph didn't seem to want me to know about the marriage contract, even though he kept accommodating me from the beginning to the end.

He would let me go in the game, protect me in front of other regulators, and comfort me gently.

Lucky said, "Isn't it fair to call off the engagement like this?" Then he said, "I agree to date you."

"You are my fiancee, I should have taken care of you."

I felt cold, but warm tears welled up in my eyes.

The deceiver deserves no mercy.