They Are Not Human!

Ji Yu half-closed his eyes, his gaze slowly slid from Wen Qing's red auricle to his cheeks.

He looked very shy, his white and tender cheeks were smeared with pink, his thin lips were pursed tightly, his eyelashes were trembling, he didn't know where to look, like a little animal at a loss.

poor, cute...

A tantalizing desire.

"Did you abstain from the vote last night?" Ji Yu asked.

Wen nodded lightly and said slowly, "I-I can't see it."

Ji Yu asked again, "Even if Gong Yunyun looks like that, don't you think it's her?"

Wen explained in a soft voice: "she just doubted me..."

Although Gong Yunyun hates it, she just wants to pass the customs, and she is also affected by this villa...

Thinking of this, Wen Qing felt that the real culprit was the system that pulled them into the game.

Wen Qing is not good at expression management, what is in her heart is written on her face, and others can see it clearly.

Looking at it, Ji Yu whispered: "God favors young humans the most..."

He chuckled and said slowly, "Sikong should really like a kid like you."

Wen Qing was stunned for a while, a little puzzled: "Teacher, do you know Sikong?"

Ji Yu replied: "I have heard a little, but I am not familiar with it."

Wen Qing was even more puzzled. If he didn't know him well, why would he know what type Sikong likes?

Wait... Sikong likes him like this?

Is Sikong also gay?

Ji Yu saw that he was thinking nonsense, and pretended not to understand: "What's wrong?"

"No, nothing," Wen Qing shook his head and said dryly, "I just think you and Sikong have a good relationship."

"Being pulled into this game together."

The corners of Ji Yu's lips raised, and he hummed.

This type is also the type of depression and the type he likes to play.

Wen Qing was about to continue reading when the door of the study was suddenly opened.

There was a screeching screech of heels as the boots stomped on the floor tiles.

Wen Qing raised his eyes and saw Li Siwen with a haggard face.

Her hair was tied back in a mess, and there were two thick dark circles under her eyes, her eyes were red and bloodshot, and she obviously didn't get a good night's rest or didn't sleep at all.

The moment she saw Wen Qing, Li Siwen's out-of-focus eyes suddenly found the focus. She stared at Wen Qing and sneered: "Wen Qing! You are forming a gang again!"

Li Siwen strode to Ji Yu's side: "Teacher, don't be deceived by Wen Qing!"

"I thought about it all night and finally figured it out."

Her eyes were shining, her cheeks were flushed, and her body exuded an inexplicable aura from the inside out, like the reflection of light before death.

"Yunyun is right, Wen Qing must be the guide."

"Otherwise, what would Yunyun want to bump into him? Yunyun must have found a clue, but before finding any evidence, he was killed by him!"

"Teacher, believe me, don't be fooled by him!"

As he spoke, Li Siwen became more and more excited, reaching out to grab Ji Yu's arm.

Ji Yu turned slightly sideways, quietly avoiding her contact.

He stood up and motioned for Li Siwen to sit down.

"You calm down first, we just made a new discovery."

Li Siwen sat down slowly, while his eyes kept falling on Wen Qing.

Wen Qing saw that her mood was becoming more and more abnormal, for fear that she would become the next Gong Yunyun.

If I stay in the study, it will continue to affect her, so I might as well leave first and let the teacher have a normal conversation with her.

After hesitating for a moment, Wen Qing said to Ji Yu, "Teacher, I'll go out first, and you can chat with her slowly."

"Okay." Ji Yu nodded.

Wen Qing got up and left the study, closing the door for them intimately.

Looking at the closed study door, Ji Yu let out a low laugh and casually closed the book on the table.

Li Siwen stroked his hair, put his hands on his knees, looked like a good student, and asked softly, "Teacher, what new discoveries did you just say?"

Ji Yu shoved the book into the bookshelf casually, and said lightly, "Just now we discovered that this villa will affect people's psychology and emotions."

"Do you ever feel that your emotions are not right?"

Li Siwen was stunned for a while, then nodded: "It seems a little bit."

Ji Yu asked slowly, "Have you ever thought that the system might have already told us who the guide is."

Li Siwen: "Who is it?"

Ji Yu lowered her head and looked into her eyes deeply, with a smile on her lips: "Have you ever doubted Chen Yiyi?"

Li Siwen was stunned: "No, no."

"Who would suspect a lunatic, would he?"

"right…"

*****

When Wen Qing walked out of the study, she suddenly didn't know where to go.

I wanted to go back to the bedroom to wash, but I was afraid that Zhou Zhou would be there.

He walked to the door of the bedroom, opened the door carefully, and saw that Zhou Zhou was not there, and the small heart that was hanging high fell back to its original place.

Wen Qing hurriedly washed, washed her hair and showered as fast as she could, and ran up to the third floor with wet hair on her head to ask Sikong to clarify.

"Dong dong dong."

"Come in."

Wen gently opened the door, Sikong stood in front of the window, quietly looking at the white mist outside, as if he was looking at some beautiful scenery, his eyebrows were very peaceful, and even had a hint of tenderness.

Wen Qing blinked his eyes, the gentleness seemed to be in his illusion, and disappeared in an instant, and Sikong's expression turned back to the familiar impatience and irritability.

"What's the matter?" Sikong asked.

Wen Qing took a step in, and Ji Yu's words came to mind in the next second.

Sikong is gay.

I like his type.

Wen Qing paused, stopped walking in, stopped at the door, and said softly, "That... what you said yesterday, I-I don't quite understand."

Sikong tightened his eyebrows and glanced over, with obvious disgust: "Why don't you understand?"

Wen Qing pursed her lips and said softly, "Who do you mean by them?"

Sikong coldly spit out three words: "Everyone."

Wen Qing was stunned: "Everyone?"

"Including you?"

Sikong: "Including me."

Wen Qing: "???"

After being stunned for a while, he asked aloud, "Is it because everyone's mood has become wrong?"

"In the study just now, the teacher and I saw the clues you left..."

Wen Qing didn't know what she said wrong in the second half of the sentence, only to see Sikong's brows furrowed even tighter, and his expression became more and more unhappy.

Because he said crap?

Wen Qing didn't dare to speak, and stood awkwardly on the spot.

After a long while, Sikong explained, "It's easy to be influenced by being close to them."

Wen Qing replied, thanked him in a low voice, and asked softly, "Do you know who the guide is? Or what?"

Otherwise, why do you say he can pass the customs?

Sikong lifted his eyelids and stared at him without speaking.

Wen Qing remembered that he had cast the euthanasia penalty, and asked, "Is it the euthanasia penalty?"

Sikong snorted lightly, "No."

Wen Qing couldn't help but let out a groan, her brain was in a mess.

Knowing that Yu Xing is not a guide, why vote for him?

Before he could ask, he heard Sikong explain: "Because my vote doesn't matter."

Wen Qing's mind is even more confused, what do you mean?

Is it because Gong Yunyun was expected to have the most votes before the vote?

Or because of something else?

Why haven't you spoken clearly?

Doesn't the magic card allow them to speak clearly?

...

Wen Qing was still trying to rationalize her thoughts when Sikong's deep voice suddenly sounded above her head.

He raised his head, and Sikong walked up to him at some point, lowered his eyes, and looked at him lightly: "Who are you voting for tonight?"

Wen Qing said honestly, "I don't know."

Sikong added, "No matter who it is, I can vote with you."

His tone was very calm, as if he was asking a friend what to eat tonight.

If Wen Qing has doubts, this sentence is very tempting.

But Wen Qing didn't, she just felt that Sikong walked up to him with a knife and asked him calmly: Who are you going to kill tonight? He can be together.

Wen Qing's back shivered with chills.

He stepped back slowly, stammering, "No, no..."

"No, no vote..."

When he walked out the door, Sikong slowly raised his hand and closed the bedroom door.

"boom-"

Facing the closed door, Wen Qing blinked, and an inexplicable thought appeared: Could it be that Sikong was trying to scare him?

Just as he was thinking about it, Yu Guang caught a glimpse of a figure walking towards him slowly.

"Wen Qing."

The corners of Zhou Zhou's lips rose slightly, but his eyes were gloomy, revealing his inner displeasure, and the mixed emotions made the expression on his face very strange.

Wen Qing's body froze, standing still and didn't dare to move.

He suddenly realized something.

Zhouzhou asked Sikong to cast Yu Xing... Maybe not because he suspected that Yu Xing was a guide, but simply because he wanted to kill someone because of jealousy?

Zhou Zhou walked straight to him and lowered his eyes: "Why don't you go back to the bedroom to rest?"

Wen Qing's eyes dodged, and he said falteringly, "I, I..."

Zhou Zhou lowered his head and looked straight into his eyes: "Huh? What's wrong?"

Wen Qing's lips trembled with fright, and her eyes were filled with water vapor.

His hair was still wet, drooping down close to his ears, his palm-sized face seemed smaller, his eyelashes fluttered, and the moisture in his eyes gradually filled his eyes.

Obviously, he was afraid.

Zhou Zhou pursed his lips, and his voice was low, with a little displeasure: "Are you afraid?"

Wen Qing's mind went blank and nodded unconsciously.

Zhou Zhou raised his hand and pressed his shoulders, leaned over, leaned closer to his ear, softened his voice, and asked softly, "Tell me, what are you afraid of?"