The sky suddenly became gloomy.

There were dark clouds in the distance, like a heavy rain.

The wind rises from the ground and roars past.

The narrow gap whirred.

Cheng Ye stood quietly, then crumpled the piece of paper into a ball and stuffed it back into his pocket.

At this moment, Tang Huan turned around.

There was anxiety on his little face: "Mo Jiang, are we really not going to be discovered?"

Cheng Ye looked at him quietly and said softly: "What are you afraid of, Tang Huan?"

Dark clouds gathered, completely blocking the last moment of light.

The sky was so gloomy that it seemed like evening had arrived in an instant.

And this blackness continues.

With a cold aura, it quickly surrounded the two people.

The roaring wind blew from a distance, as if someone was screaming and shouting.

Tang Huan froze there.

Rourou's little face turned a little pale.

He knew exactly what would happen if this game was discovered.

Cheng Ye's back was straight, but his small body carried a powerful pressure. Tang Huan was so nervous that he took a step back.

Cheng Ye smiled: "Don't be nervous."

Tang Huan looked at Cheng Ye complicatedly.

He may be wondering why Cheng Ye is so calm.

"Aren't we good friends? Why don't you tell the truth?"

Cheng Ye has a lot of spare time and is very patient.

Tang Huan, on the other hand, was a little embarrassed.

He was just an eight-year-old child who was about to be abandoned and crawled around on the streets since he was a child. He developed the ability to observe words and emotions.

But facing Cheng Ye, a pervert who controlled his micro-expressions like a poker player, he really couldn't see anything.

"I didn't lie..." Tang Huan said hesitantly.

Cheng Ye nodded: "Concealing it counts."

"Don't you have anything to hide from me?" Tang Huan asked.

"No." Cheng Ye answered neatly.

Tang Huan: "..."

"It's impossible. In these orphanages, everyone has a secret."

Tang Huan lowered his head and said lonely.

Cheng Ye blinked.

It was completely dark, and they seemed to be in another world.

The wind stopped.

All noise stopped.

Weird nursery rhymes came from mid-air and echoed over the orphanage for a long time:

red green blue,

Catch the doll.

one, two, three,

Don't move at all.

Run away, run away.

Hurry up and hide,

Find a safe place and try to survive.

Weak little dolls,

Time is running out.

It's time to count down.

…

...Have you hidden it?

After a short three-second pause, the nursery rhyme finished its last sentence.

Then it was as if time stood still.

The world is silent.

Suddenly, there was the sound of thin footsteps.

Tang Huan covered his mouth, and then signaled Cheng Ye with his eyes not to speak.

Cheng Ye nodded.

He didn't move.

The nursery rhyme just said:

Don't move at all.

Before the game started, the teacher also said:

Once you have taken shelter, you are not allowed to move.

This should be one of the rules of this game.

Tang Huan was so panicked that his whole body couldn't stop shaking slightly.

But he didn't lean out again.

Bang bang.

Bang bang.

Someone dragging a pair of heavy shoes seemed to be getting closer and closer to here.

Shoes made a screeching sound on the playground.

Tang Huan's eyes widened in horror, filled with disbelief.

He looked down at himself and found that some of his clothes were exposed.

He quickly twisted his body and brought the clothes back smoothly.

His feet didn't move.

Cheng Ye raised his eyebrows.

Although he moved his upper body, his lower body seemed to be welded to the ground and motionless.

Therefore, when it is said in the game that no movement is allowed, it means that the feet and the ground cannot move.

The footsteps are getting closer.

Tang Huan also became more and more panicked.

Cheng Ye was confused and didn't understand what Tang Huan was afraid of.

Unless the price of being caught is death, or a price more terrifying than death.

Otherwise there is no reason to be so afraid.

Cheng Yexian glanced at the sky outside.

Completely dark.

The game has officially begun.

The footsteps seemed to have turned around, heading towards the teaching building from the direction of the iron railing.

Cheng Ye had many questions to ask Tang Huan, but he didn't ask.

Because the footsteps just now were very strange.

The sound is getting smaller and smaller.

Judgment is also far away.

But there is always a feeling that I am just trying to lure them out with a gentle pace.
To be continued...