Chapter 344

Everyone left the room.

Only Wen Jianyan and Bai Xue stayed where they were without saying a word.

There seemed to be a touch of silence in the air.

Since the last person left the room, Bai Xue lowered her eyes again.

He stood expressionlessly in the corner of the room, as if he had already merged with the shadows, his doll-like wooden face was like a faded white paper, showing a color and texture that did not resemble a human.

Wen Jianyan also remained silent. However, the reason for his silence... is more complicated.

Integrity FirstLive room:

"Hey, I really didn't expect that the anchor would choose to share a room with Bai Xue in the end!"

"I think the anchor planned to live alone at the beginning, why did he suddenly change his mind? I always feel like he's planning something..."

"Speaking of which, have you noticed that since the others left, the anchor's face seems to be a bit unwell." "It seems to be true."

"Also, what happened to his clothes? Is it my illusion? It always feels weird."

The clammy shirt was pressed against the warm skin, and a gap was pried open between the cold and the heat, and the flexible darkness penetrated in an instant, and continued to meander along the smooth and tight texture of the skin, upward

"Well!"

Caught off guard, Wen Jianyan let out a suppressed moan from under his tongue, and was bitten back between his teeth.

Not far away, Bai Xue, who was standing in the corner, moved her eyelids, as if she heard the commotion here.

He silently raised his eyelashes, ready to look in this direction.

Wen Jianyan, "Excuse me, I'll go to the bathroom first." "

He spoke quickly, as if in a hurry.

When Bai Xue looked over, she only caught the back of the other party in a hurry, as if fleeing.

"boom!"

In the next second, the door of the bathroom was slammed hard, making a loud noise that shook the wall.

Only Bai Xue was left in the room, staring blankly at the direction where Wen Jianyan disappeared, and the air suddenly fell into a dead silence.

The bathroom door closed behind Wen Jianyan, and he immediately turned on the faucet with his backhand.

The sound of splashing water splashed into the sink and echoed in the narrow enclosed space, but before he could do anything, he was pushed towards the wall by an invisible force like the air!

In the next second, a pair of cold lips kissed passionately.

"No!"

Wen Jianyan's chin was raised, and his lips were forced to open.

The messy neckline was slightly spread out, revealing a small patch of damp skin, which shone warmly white under the light.

The junction of the throat and collarbone is slightly sunken due to the tension of breathing, stretching out a slightly fried and beautiful arc, there is a shadow moving between the folds of the clothes and the gap between the skin, rubbing a little hot flush,

"Um--"

Wen Jianyan didn't have any entity in front of him, but from the third perspective, he was indeed [pressed] against the wall.

His back was against the wall, his toes were drooping, and his whole body seemed to be lifted up by some invisible existence, barely touching the ground.

He frowned, and saliva slid from the corner of his lips.

The white and neat teeth were exposed between the lips that could not be closed, and the wet tip of the tongue was stirred and squeezed by invisible forces.

The mirrors mounted on the walls reflect the real picture in the room.

The tall, black-haired man lifted the young man up against the wall, wrapped his arms around his waist, and raised his head to kiss him.

Wu Zhu doesn't like to close her eyes when kissing.

A pair of golden eyes stared closely at the human in front of him, like hunting, capturing every emotional change on the other's face, not letting go of every detail.

The cold water poured from the faucet and crashed into the sink, making a continuous sound.

In addition, all the subtle sounds in the bathroom are covered by the sound, sealed by the closed door, and firmly audible. As long as no one puts their ears to listen carefully, it is difficult to capture the subtleties. The change,

Time passed minute by minute.

I don't know how long it has passed, but finally, Wen Jianyan's strength is lifted.

After losing support, Wen Jianyan's knees gave way and he almost fell to the ground.

Wu Zhu took the opportunity to reach out again, and hugged the man back into his arms.

In the mirror, the young man's blood-red face was reflected.

I don't know if it's because of the lack of oxygen. The bright blood color spread from the cheekbones, to the tips of the ears, and even spread to the neck and the chest half covered by the messy neckline. Under the slightly trembling eyelashes, there were moist and loose eyeballs. He opened his mouth and mouthed Breathing heavily.

The lips were scorched hot and soft, and the tip of the tongue that was also sucked red could be vaguely seen between the teeth.

Wu Zhu's eyeballs flickered.

He lowered his head and moved closer again.

"Hello."

Wen Jianyan's voice is very hoarse, and the original original tone can hardly be heard.

His eyeballs moved slightly, looking through the gap between the eyelashes.

"Don't push yourself too far."

In order to prevent being heard by people outside the house, his voice was very low, with uneven breathing, as if he would be blown away by the wind in the next second.

The shallow, golden-brown eyeballs are covered with a film of water, and the eyes are still very distracted.

However, under the seemingly fragile appearance, there is a kind of strength that cannot be defied.

"...I only promised you once. "

When we were in the corridor of the painting shop before, Wen Jianyan had promised Wu Zhu that he could "kiss as much as he wanted" next time, so he didn't make any big moves this time.

Wu Zhu paused and stopped.

Wen Jianyan pushed aside the hand that was supporting her, stood up straight, wiped the wet corner of her mouth with the back of her hand, and took a deep breath slowly.

It's not that he "keeps his promise", it's just that, as long as the other party is still useful... it's better to ensure his own reputation first.

Otherwise, you may not be able to control it later.

Wen Jianyan raised his eyes and glanced into the mirror.

Wu Zhu stood aside, although he was stopped from taking the next step, but his eyes were still fixed on his lips, showing a very focused expression.

Wen Jianyan: "..."

Should I be thankful that this guy is just a fragment without much intelligence? It's much easier to guess than the main body.

"Are you sure you can't be seen?" Wen Jianyan stared at the witch candle in the mirror, asked in a low voice. Wu Zhu nodded.

"Even a psychic can't see it," Wen Jianyan continued to ask.

This time, Wu Zhu's eyes moved.

He seemed to realize who Wen Jian was pointing at, and moved his eyes slightly upwards to meet the human youth in the mirror.

Although there was still no obvious change in the expression on the other party's face, nor did he say anything, but the moment the two of them made eye contact, Wen Jianyan's heart skipped a beat, and he felt something almost immediately.

Almost without thinking, he reflexively said: "...Of course I have nothing to do with him! "

Wu Zhu in the mirror was still expressionless, but the aura that had just suddenly turned cold and gloomy showed signs of easing up.

Wen Jianyan turned around and raised her hand towards the air in front of her.

He put his hands on Wu Zhu's chest, found his shoulders and neck, and finally groped to hold his face, smiling, without blinking his eyes, and said sweet words: "I like you the most. "

The cold cheek under the palm seemed to tremble for a moment.

Wen Jianyan felt that Wu Zhu seemed to lower his head slightly, watching him from the void.

"Okay, now to my second question."

Wen Jian said:

"Aside from me, are there other humans who can see or even sense you? "

The head in the palm shook.

Wen Jianyan let out a breath slowly, a very deep color flashed in his eyes, neither completely relaxed nor quite serious.

"Ok, I see."

He turned around and turned on the faucet.

The sound of running water disappeared.

Wen Jianyan raised his hand to press the doorknob, and was about to push it down, but then saw Wu Zhu behind him who was about to follow.

He hurriedly said, "Wait."

Wu Zhu raised his eyes and looked over from the mirror, seeming very puzzled.

"You stay here."

Wu Zhu blinked, and took another step forward.

It seemed that he had already made preparations for where Wen Jianyan was and where he would follow.

Wen Jianyan thought for a while, a smile flickered across her lips, and suddenly said in a low voice: "If you stay, I will like you more."

Wu Zhu paused, hesitated and stopped his pace.

"good."

Wen Jianyan turned her head, touched his hand, and said with a smile: "I will look for you when it's over. Before that, you wait here for me, okay?"

Wu Zhu stared at him without answering.

Wen Jianyan unscrewed the door and walked out.

The bathroom door closed behind him.

This time, Wu Zhu did not keep up.

outside the room.

Bai Xue no longer stayed in the corner just now.

He was sitting on a chair near the window, concentrating on playing a deck of cards he got from somewhere.

He put the cards on the table one by one, and then picked up the cards one by one, with a focused expression, as if he had completely immersed himself in the independent world, completely sealing himself off.

Wen Jianyan stood where he was, thought for a while, and then walked towards Bai Xue.

He didn't speak, but just raised his hand and pulled away the chair opposite Bai Xue, and then sat down.

There was a dead silence in the room, only the slight friction sound of cards falling on the table one by one.

"Let's play a game." Wen Jianyan said while staring at Bai Xue who was opposite.

The rattling of cards stopped for a moment.

Bai Xue still didn't raise her eyes.

"The game is easy."

Wen Jianyan reached over, picked up the cards that Bai Xue had laid out on the table, deftly arranged them into a pile, and placed them in front of her.

"Compared to size."

"like this."

As he spoke, he randomly drew a card from the pile in front of him, turned the back side up, and pushed it to the center of the table:

"How about it, try it?"

Bai Xue didn't answer.

He just randomly drew a card from his hand and pushed it to the center of the table.

The corner of Wen Jianyan's mouth twitched, "Come on, let's open it together."

The two turned over the cards in front of them.

Wen Jianyan's card is the 3 of diamonds.

Snow White's card is Heart K.

"Ah, I lost." Wen Jianyan sighed, but her voice didn't sound like she felt regretful.

Bai Xue stretched out her hand, ready to draw her own card back, but the other corner of the card was held down by the young man opposite.

"Well, do you want to continue playing?"

Bai Xue raised her strangely dark eyes and looked at Wen Jianyan who was opposite.

There was a casual smile on the young man's lips, his slightly wet hair was brushed up, looking loose and relaxed.

"However, let's raise the stakes a little this time." He blinked:

"If there is no winning or losing, what's the point of the game?"

"What bet do you want?" Bai Xue asked slowly, asking the first question of the night in a hoarse voice.

Wen Jianyan thought for a while, "Well... three questions, how about it?"

"question?"

Snow White stared at him for a moment.

"Yes, question," Wen Jianyan said with a smile on his lips.

"If I win, you can answer my three questions, just answering yes or no is enough," Wen Jianyan said, playing with the cards in his hand, "If you win, you can also ask me three questions, However, I will know everything and say everything.

He rolled his eyes and smiled: "Isn't it a good deal?"

For Bai Xue, it was indeed a very cost-effective business.

After all, yes-or-no questions clearly carry more weight than questions that can have arbitrary answers.

"Playing?" Wen Jianyan asked.

Bai Xue was silent for a while, then nodded.

"Since we want to play seriously, then we have to deal with the cards again." Wen Jianyan stretched out his hand with a smile. Bai Xue handed him the cards in his hand.

Wen Jianyan put the two cards together, and shuffled them deftly and skillfully. His fingers were white and slender, and he looked very elegant when doing this.

Soon, he shuffled the cards and evenly divided them into two piles of equal number. One for herself and one for Bai Xue.

"It's still the old rule, compare the size. "Wen Jianyan said, "It's just that, this time, in order to prevent a tie, we divide the suits into divisions. "

"In the case of the same number, clubs are larger than diamonds, squares are larger than hearts, and hearts are larger than steel, how about it? "

Bai Xue looked silently once again and nodded.

"Okay, let's get started. "

Wen Jianyan narrowed his eyes, picked up his deck of cards, and smiled at Bai Xue.

Next, the two drew their own cards one by one, put their backs on the table, and then turned them over at the same time to check the size. If Wen Jianyan won, the cards would be placed on the left, and if Bai Xue won, the cards would be on the left. Put it on the right.

In the silent room, only the slight sound of playing cards could be heard.

[Integrity First] In the live broadcast room:

"It's strange, why are these two people so leisurely playing cards in the dungeon, why don't they hurry up and take a good rest to replenish their strength?" "

"That's right, the painting style has changed."

"And to be honest, I really don't know why the host would play this kind of game with Bai Xue... Not only is it mentally retarded and boring, but it's 100% sure to lose!" "

As time goes by, the number of cards on both sides gradually increases.

The number of cards on the right is significantly higher.

Wen Jianyan only had half of the cards left in his hand.

He raised his eyes, his eyes paused for a moment on Bai Xue, and a smile flickered across his lips.

He drew the t long card and put the back on the table.

Bai Xue was silent for a few seconds, and then made the same move.

This time, after the card is turned over, it is pushed to the left.

Viewers watching the live broadcast quickly realized something was wrong.

"Why do I feel... It seems that the situation has become a little strange

"Yep."

"The number of cards on the right was the most just now, but now it seems that the number of cards on both sides is almost the same!"

"Wait a minute, is there any mystery in this game... I can't understand the current situation at all!"

The cards are placed on the table one by one.

The number of cards in the hands of the two decreased rapidly, while the number of cards on the table increased rapidly.

On the face of it, it is difficult to tell whether there are more cards on the left or more cards on the right.

Soon, both Wen Jianyan and Bai Xue had only one last card left in their hands.

Wen Jianyan still looked lazy, as if he didn't care about anything, and pushed the last card in his hand to the front of the table.

Bai Xue lowered her head, her eyes fell on the last card in her hand, her dark eyelashes cast a shadow on that bloodless paper white side face. He was silent for a long time.

Finally, he pushed the last card to the table.

Wen Jianyan was about to reach out and flip over the cards, but the next second, Bai Xue's voice sounded:

"No."

He raised his eyes, those cave-like deep dark eyes fixedly looked at the young man in front of him, and slowly said in a slightly hoarse voice: "You have won."

Before waiting for Wen Jianyan to say something, Bai Xue spoke again:

"how did you do it?"

Integrity FirstLive room:

"Wait a minute? What's the meaning? The host won? Really won? "

"And it seems that Bai Xue still doesn't know how the host won... Oh my god, what's going on here?"

"Ah, I won."

Wen Jianyan blinked, but her expression was not very surprised.

He rolled his eyes:

"Oh, oh, it's just luck."

"How did you do it?" Bai Xue stared at Wen Jianyan stubbornly, and repeated the exact same question as before.

"One yard owned by a yard."

Wen Jianyan sorted out the cards in front of her with a smile, "After you answer my question, I will tell you the answer you want. "

"I'm willing to bet and admit defeat, right?"

Bai Xue stared at the young man in front of him without blinking. He remained expressionless for a few seconds, and finally nodded slowly.

"very good."

Wen Jianyan put the whole set of cards aside and looked up at Bai Xue.

Those light-colored eyes flickered a little with deep meaning under the light, and there still seemed to be a faint smile on the lips, and slowly raised a finger:

"first question."

"You're not actually a psychic, are you?"

In an instant, the air in the room fell into a dead silence, as if it was filled with viscous liquid that could not be breathed, appearing oppressive and dignified.

Even the atmosphere in the live broadcast room was frozen, and the barrage went blank for a brief moment.

Bai Xue: ""

There was no fluctuation on that expressionless pale face, like a puppet stripped of all emotions, and its two eyes were dark, looking fixedly at Wen Jianyan.

After a long time, he nodded slowly.

Wen Jianyan raised his second finger:

"second question."

"In the process of leaving the painting shop, you once shot at me, right? "

Wen Jianyan said in a very calm voice without the slightest ups and downs.

During their escape from that street, Wen Jianyan, who was wearing a red hijab, bumped into a dead body that suddenly started to move without warning.

The impact caused his lips to reveal the hijab, the props ceased to function, and the human leather jacket on his body began to wake up, Wen Jianyan was almost killed.

You must know that the corpses that move on their own are only concentrated in the second half of the street. When they are about to escape to the mask, perhaps because they are too close to the real world, all the corpses left on the street are standing still. , Unless it feels the breath of humans, it will not take the initiative to act.

This is not an accident.

Wen Jianyan thought at first that this might be Black Fang's handwriting.

After all, according to the known clues, Anis' talent is most likely related to ghost control.

This may be a trap left by them for revenge.

This guess was very logical, so Wen Jianyan didn't think too much about it.

However, after becoming a regular employee, Wen Jianyan realized something was wrong when he met Hei Fang.

First of all... this kind of strength talent, unless it is very close, it is difficult to activate, otherwise it is too out of the ordinary.

Secondly, when seeing him, no one in the black team showed a look of surprise or even frustration. Wen Jianyan is very sensitive in this regard and will not make mistakes in judgmentthat is to say, they knew from the beginning that Wen Jianyan One hundred percent they will come out of that street alive.

It is impossible for them to set up a trap that will completely miss the enemy.

Afterwards, doubts were buried shallowly in Wen Jianyan's heart.

Although he hasn't figured out the answer yet, he is not the kind of person who will let go of plausible doubts.

until just now.

The moment they looked at each other before they were separated.

The clues that were ignored by him before were sorted out, and the scattered fragments of the minutiae were gradually connected together, and an overly bold guess surfaced.

So, at the last moment, Wen Jianyan changed his mind.

He decided not to sleep alone in a room, but took the initiative to choose a "roommate" who lived with him tonight.

This time, the silence lasted longer.

Wen Jianyan stared closely at the white-haired boy across the table, with clear eyes, calm and focused expression, not letting go of the slightest change in the expression on the other side's face.

Dim lights fell down.

There was a dead silence in the room.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but Bai Xue seemed to smile for the first time.

He nodded again.

"right."