There was also chaos outside the court.

The four cobblers finally encountered a dead rat and opened a door. However, they opened the wrong door. There was a room full of zombie-like NPCs inside, which scared them out of their wits.

After a chaotic and fierce fight, the four people stood side by side in a row like quails. Opposite them were the owner of the secret room and the staff who were holding their stomachs and supporting their waists and moaning in pain - the same ones who were playing zombies.

People on both sides are discussing money issues.

If you hit a staff member in Europe, you will be fined 200, but if you hit a group of people, you have not decided yet.

Even though Princess Ke has special privileges, she still has to follow the rules when hitting someone.

What's more, there are several zombie faces with special effects makeup mixed with red scratches from fingernails, and one side of the face is swollen.

Yang Lang and Bai Daiyi usually weren't very good at fighting, let alone those punches, kicks, and shoulder falls.

Ke Manman glanced across and muttered in a small voice: "They don't seem so scary now..."

The guy with the swollen face was wearing zombie makeup, applying a disposable ice pack to his face, and said angrily: "How the fuck can you be more scary?"

"..."

The owner of the secret room was also helpless. He sighed and was about to speak when a staff member with a walkie-talkie suddenly rushed out from a nearby room and called the owner several times.

"There is a malfunction in secret room No. 17, and a player is trapped inside."

The boss stopped what he was saying, frowned and asked him: "How many people are there?"

The backstage staff said a little hastily: "Two of them, one male and one female. I think one of them is not in good condition."

Just as he was talking, another person came over with a plate of keys. The boss put it aside in advance and went inside with them.

Before Jiang Cong and Li Xingchen came out, Bai Daiyi and Yang Lang felt something was wrong the more they thought about it, then they looked at each other, and finally ran in when the boss and the others opened the curtain.

Ru Ling also guessed that La Ke Manman went in, but Ke Manman didn't know why, shook his head violently and refused to go into that ghost place again.

Jiang Cong was afraid of the dark, and the three of them accidentally found out about it when they took him out to play in junior high school. Later, they heard Brother Yi say that he had to turn on a small light when sleeping.

The specific reasons are not clear. I only vaguely feel that it is related to his family. Regarding the Beihejiang family that no one knows about, Jiang Cong has never mentioned anything.

The family is all rich in business, and gossips are not separated by walls. They have heard it mentioned by the adults in the family. The three of them can guess that it is something bad about the scar, and they have always avoided talking about related topics.

…

"Jiang Cong, are you okay?" The surroundings were so quiet that only the sound of each other's shallow breathing could be heard. After an unknown amount of time, Li Xingchen asked cautiously.

There was no response for a long while.

Li Xingchen's heart felt very tight. As soon as he moved his arms, he felt him tightening his arms and hugging her tighter.

"Li Xingchen." His voice was heavy and hoarse, and he just called her name.

Li Xingchen responded hurriedly: "Well, I'm here."

The still soft and delicate voice, now in the thick darkness, had immeasurable strength, soothing his intense and uneasy pain.

Without saying anything else, Li Xingchen put her arms around his waist, half buried her face in his shoulder, and gently rubbed his back with her hand.

Silence flowed, and suddenly there was a rush of running sounds outside, which came very quickly, and then the metallic sound of turning keys was mixed with shouts.

Within a few seconds, another door on the opposite side opened.

Bai Daiyi and Yang Lang held up their mobile phones and turned on the flashlight. The moment the white light poured in, they saw the two people hugging each other tightly on the ground.

They were all silent for a moment.

The nightmares that he could not escape in the past were like a deep black bottomless whirlpool, circulating repeatedly with no end. He needed bright light to cut it off and stop those memories that were more terrifying than the darkness.

But this time, she was one step ahead of the light and pulled him out of the abyss.

…

The sky was completely black, making the few sparse stars shine brightly. The moon was covered with a layer of mist, its edges were hazy, and it hung round and high in the black screen.

Unfinished matters were being discussed in the secret room hall, which could not be heard clearly outside. Jiang Cong was leaning loosely against the lamppost, feeling a little vacant and dazed.

The little moth was spinning in the area cast by the bright light. People were passing by and making noises, but he stood still, his shadow stretched thin on the ground.

Light footsteps approached, and a thin shadow overlapped his. Li Xingchen stood in front of him and handed him a bottle of mineral water.

Jiang Cong interrupted his thoughts and slowly raised his eyelids, his eyes moving from the mineral water along her loose sleeves to her worried little face.

Jiang Cong moved the corner of his lower lip slightly, took the water from her hand, opened it and took a sip. Without looking away from her, he tightened the cap of the bottle and said in a slightly clearer voice: "Did it scare you?"

Li Xingchen shook his head lightly, took a few steps closer, looked up at him slightly, and asked him again the question he had not answered just now: "Jiang Cong, are you okay?"

He paused slightly, stared into her clean and bright eyes for a long time, raised his lips, and said in a softer tone: "Well, it's okay."

Li Xingchen's expression did not relax at all because of his words.

Several people came out and breathed a long sigh of relief. They stood at the door and said a few words before walking towards the two of them under the street lamp.

There was nothing unusual when Jiang Cong came out. Ke Manman, who had been outside all the time, didn't know what was going on inside and thought that the three of them just went in to call the two of them who were alone to come out.

Therefore, everyone's expressions were a bit condensed. Only Ke Manman was twirling a strand of hair with his fingers, still thinking about the Ferris wheel, and looking left and right. He didn't understand why they didn't speak.

"Dai Gou, what's that on your face?" Yang Lang was thinking about how to ask Jiang Cong if he was okay, but with a glance, he caught the red mark on Bai Daiyi's face.

Just now, my attention was focused on the group of injured zombies opposite, and I didn't notice the red patches on Bai Daiyi's face.

"Huh?" Bai Daiyi wiped his face in confusion, and there was some unknown red grease on his hands, which made his eyebrows knitted together, "Damn, it couldn't be the plasma on the faces of those buddies, right?! Who has the paper?

?”

No one moved, Bai Daiyi was wiping it with his hands.

Li Xingchen rolled her eyes, remembering that Jiang Cong had wiped her hands with paper in the morning. Without thinking much, she reached out to touch his pocket, but couldn't find it. Then she walked to his right and touched another pocket, and finally took out the wrapping paper.

, handed one to Bai Daiyi and stuffed it back.

A series of seemingly innocuous actions, but it seemed that the relationship between the two of them had unconsciously become extremely intimate and natural.

Jiang Cong followed her with his eyes, and there was a real and relaxed smile on his lips.

Bai Daiyi took it and wiped it while saying: "Brother Cong, why don't you give it to me if you have paper?"

Jiang Cong glanced at him briefly, his expression returned to normal, and he opened his lips nonchalantly: "I don't want to waste it."

Bai Daiyi: "..."

Ke Manman looked at the two people standing together next to the lamppost, raised his chin and began to think.

Looking back on this day, they seemed to have been acting together. Although they were just a package of inconspicuous paper, Jiang Cong, a difficult person like him, actually allowed Lu Chi to touch him and control his belongings. Is this relationship cultivated?

A bit too much...

After finally having an idea, Ru Ling stared at Ke Manman's lips and suddenly said: "Princess, why are all your lipstick gone?"

Bai Daiyi sniffed the paper and frowned: "Why does this damn plasma smell like strawberry?"

Ke Manman: "..."
Chapter completed!