Forces of Temptation

Nan Zhou didn't seem to be interested in the gentleman's behavior of "ladies first", and it was natural to lie flat on the bed.

Li Yinhang couldn't sleep.

After a tense day, she really stretched her legs and closed her eyes. Instead, she felt that this day was like a dream.

The brain burst, the person who turned into a mushroom, the exaggerated and cold-eyed NPC, the supernatural task that had to be taken...

Before being swallowed up by fear, anxiety and loneliness, Li Yinhang pressed his throat and asked the dark shadow lying on the bed: "Are you asleep?"

With the indifferent temperament of Nanzhou, she didn't even dare to hold the plan of "he will respond".

Next second.

Nanzhou: "No."

Li Yinhang: "..." Because she didn't have expectations, she didn't even plan what she wanted to say.

During the awkward and long silence, Li Yinhang saw Nan Zhou's hand hanging from the bed.

Nanjing Xing ran out along his arm, jumped three times and two times to his palm, raised his upper body, and looked around.

Nanzhou's voice was still warm: "You go to sleep with her tonight."

Antarctica chirps, a little reluctantly.

Nanzhou lost something in the sky.

Li Yinhang threw a fresh apple down and hit his quilt.

Nanjing Xing's eyes suddenly lit up, and she barked like a milk dog. It slid down like a small plane, and hugged Li Yinhang's wrist to catch the apple, fluffy and coquettish.

At this moment, Li Yinhang looked at the complete apple in his hand and just wanted to know its source.

In the end she came to the conclusion:

Grass, you dare to hide the apple of the haunted house.

But such a move has pulled her spirit back from the brink of losing control: "Thank you."

Nan Zhou: "It doesn't matter, this is what you should thank."

Nanzhou: "Don't crush it."

Li Yinhang: "...Oh."

Taunt 8, well deserved.

Because of this episode, the nightmare Li Yinhang imagined did not happen.

She even had a dream of swinging in the jungle with Nanyang Star.

When Li Yinhang woke up, it was already bright and Nan Zhou was no longer in bed.

Li Yinhang went out of the second bedroom door, only to realize that he was already up late.

She glanced at the clock.

It is now 7:40 pm.

The door to the children's room was closed.

Jiang Fang has not completed the task that will end at 8:00.

The trio in the living room obviously didn't sleep well, and they all put on a low-pressure face of class struggle.

But following their line of sight, Li Yinhang found that the trio, who were sitting at risk, were looking at Nanzhou with the eyes of an idiot.

Nan Zhou was sitting at the dining room table, with a locked box on his lap that had been thrown upside down from nowhere, next to a set of household hardware tools that had been pulled out from nowhere box.

He was poking the box slowly.

Since the skinny monkey woke up, he saw Nan Zhou playing with boxes and stared at him for a long time, only to realize that Nan Zhou was much more interested in boxes than their eyes attacked.

He couldn't help but ask, "What are you doing?!"

Shen Jie stopped him for a while, and said by herself, "This kind of locked thing needs a key to break open. You use something to pry it, it's meaningless."

Nan Zhou looked at Shen Jie and nodded: "Well, I know."

Then keep mumbling.

Shen Jie: "..." A rookie player who doesn't turn his head, no matter how good-looking he is, he is still an idiot.

Skinny Monkey lip-synced to his teammates: "Nervous. Just ignore him."

Nan Zhou continued to play with his box.

Li Yinhang felt that he couldn't figure out what the boss was thinking, so he made eye contact with Nan Zhou and signaled that he was still alive, then he honestly went to the bathroom to wash his face.

The water coming out of the faucet is normal and the water quality is very clear, even the faint smell of chlorine in the faucet is familiar to Li Yinhang.

It's all like a normal family.

… But at this moment, the more normal and weirder it is.

Li Yinhang washed his face, and there was a sudden knock on the door behind him.

Chen Sufeng in the duo held a basin of water and said, "The sewer in the master bedroom is a little blocked, and the water can't flow, I'll come here to pour it."

Li Yinhang gave him half of his body.

Looking at Chen Sufeng who was pouring water, she stopped talking.

…There is a problem, she has been concerned about it since yesterday.

She asked quietly, "That...you and Mr. Yu, are they...a couple?"

Normally speaking, teaming up with a person with limited mobility is not the most cost-effective option by any means.

So Li Yinhang thought that maybe there was some other reason that bound them together.

“Me and who?”

Chen Sufeng asked casually, and when he reacted, his face suddenly turned red, his hands slipped, and he almost knocked off a corner of the enamel basin.

He waved his hands again and again, his face turned red inside and out, and even his ears turned pink.

"Me and him, neither of us..."

Suddenly, a helpless chuckle came from behind the two of them.

"Not with him."

Yu Tuisi came behind them in a wheelchair at some point.

He seemed to be talking about something as natural as eating and breathing, so natural that he didn't even need to be shy and coy: "It's me and his brother."

Chen Sufeng pursed his lips: "Well, my brother..."

Yu Tuisi took over: "It's been two years."

After he finished speaking, he didn't forget to give Li Yinhang a look of "the child is squeamish, don't care about him".

Immediately, he turned the men's square ring on the ring finger of his left hand, and said lightly: "No matter what other people think, the victory of this game is very valuable to me. "

The house was not very big, and Yu Tuisi's voice reached the living room.

The trio looked at each other.

The thin monkey whispered: "It turns out to be gay, no wonder the energy on his body is different from that of normal people."

Shen Jie pouted, but didn't take it to heart. Quan should have heard a worthless gossip.

Nan Zhou, who was addicted to the research box, raised his head.

—The "value" that Yu Tuisi said probably refers to the wish made by the wishing pool in Rust.

He thought, well, winning that game is also worthwhile to me.

Chen Sufeng's expression was a little awkward: "Brother Yu, why are you here?"

Yu Tusi replied: "Because the time is almost up."

One word awakens the dreamer.

Everyone turned their attention to the clock on the wall.

Nan Zhou also put down the box and stared at the closed door of the children's room.

…7:59.

There is still no movement in the children's room.

The atmosphere was stagnant for a while.

When the second hand moved over the top grid, Jiang Fang still did not come out.

Just as the group looked at each other, suspecting that they would see Jiang Fang's body lying on the bed when the door was opened, Nan Zhou had already strode to the door of the children's room, pushed the door without hesitation and entered—

Jiang Fang leaned against the head of the bed, facing the phone that was replaying last night's video, and re-tied her disbanded hair little by little.

Hearing the door slam, he raised his head and met Nan Zhou's eyes.

He smiled softly: "Good morning."

The first night was as calm as if nothing had happened.

There is still an hour before the assignment at nine o'clock, long enough for them to exchange information.

After listening to Jiang Fang's brief description of the situation last night, Shen Jie was inevitably disappointed: "Nothing really happened?"

Jiang Fang: "The bed is a little small, I woke up once in the middle of the night, does that count?"

Shen Jie asked, "Did you dream?"

"No." Jiang Fang said, "I also left a pen and paper beside the bed. If I have a dream, I will write it down as soon as I wake up."

It's a pity he didn't dream of anything.

Shen Jie turned her eyes to Li Yinhang's cell phone in disappointment: "So nothing was recorded?"

"Ah..."

Jiang Fang imitated Nan Zhou and dragged his tone slightly: "...it's not that nothing was recorded."

Jiang Fang moved the video progress bar of five times forward speed to the position where the recording started for about two hours.

Because of the double speed, Shen Jie only felt that the screen flashed by, but she didn't see anything.

Jiang Fang said "sorry", cut off the double speed that he forgot to turn off, and went back half a minute to locate it accurately.

In the video.

Keeping the mobile phone with the screen off and recording at the ceiling position, the starry night light runs slowly in a fixed trajectory.

However, the next second, the ambient light around the phone suddenly brightened.

Shen Jie, who was holding the mobile phone, shivered instinctively, enduring the fear of staring at her.

—but in front of the screen there is nothing at all except darkness.

And soon the ambient light fades away.

But the moment it disappears, it lights up again.

After going back and forth three or four times, Guangliang turned over slightly with the sound of Jiang Fang and returned to silence.

The fitness coach frowned: "That's it?"

Jiang Fang ignored him and asked the owner Li Yinhang: "Under what circumstances does the screen turn on repeatedly?"

Li Yinhang seemed to be strangled by something, and felt that he was going to be unable to speak.

She said with difficulty: "...face recognition."

Nowadays, the face recognition function of mobile phones is that as long as the camera reads that a face enters a certain range, it will automatically scan and verify whether to unlock.

...She couldn't help but have this picture in her mind:

At two o'clock in the middle of the night, something came to Jiang Fang's bed.

It lowered its head, lying a short distance away from him, quietly examining Jiang Fang's face.

It asked silently with its eyes.

—"Are you asleep?"

—"Really?"

Others will inevitably make these associations.

The living room was filled with oppression and speechlessness.

"This..." The fitness coach was a little bit at a loss for words, "I can't judge anything... Maybe when you turned over, your face accidentally entered the range of the camera."

He pointed to the screen: "Look, as soon as you turn over, it won't light up."

Jiang Fang replied calmly: "It's also possible."

Li Yinhang scratched the goose bumps on his arm, feeling that his fear was relieved a lot.

It's not that she believed the fitness coach's speculation.

The reaction of the client Jiang Fang was so calm, she was a bystander, and she was so frightened that she screamed and seemed to be superfluous.

The discussion resulted in no results.

Nothing really happened last night except for the little thing that the phone suddenly lighted up inexplicably.

After an hour of discussion, it was Chen Sufeng's turn to complete the task of "writing homework".

As soon as the mission officially started, the job function was successfully unlocked.

Everyone sifted through all the books of "Xiao Ming" that can be called "homework", and found that the homework was not difficult at all, just the ordinary third grade "Happy Summer Vacation" exercise book .

The time of the diary stays on July 2, and records all boring trivial matters. Today I went out to play with Han Meimei, and I called Li Lei tomorrow. Today, I helped my grandma to cross the road. Now, it's simply a routine for primary school students to make up their compositions.

Shen Jie couldn't believe that there would be no clues, so she went through all the workbooks by herself, and finally came to a discovery—

Xiao Ming has two math workbooks.

One was issued by the school, and the reference answer was torn off.

…It’s a normal elementary school student operation.

With no clues at hand, Chen Sufeng was a little nervous.

Yu Tuisi patted his head in a protective manner: "Don't worry, Brother Yu will accompany you."

Chen Sufeng let out a "um", touched the place where Yu Tuisi touched the back of his head, held the pencil, his heart was hot.

He didn't even dare to make mistakes, and wrote English words stroke by stroke on the blank notebook.

Yu Tuisi was behind him, took a children's picture book and turned it page by page.

Take advantage of this time to start a carpet search for 100 square meters of apartments.

Literally, the carpet has been lifted for you.

Li Yinhang followed the trio, working hard without complaining, and went rummaging through things.

Jiang Fang only walked around the kitchen, sat down beside Nan Zhou, and said with a smile, "Don't you want to take a look?"

"There are too many people, and it's more troublesome." Nan Zhou said, "I'll go after they finish their search."

Jiang Fang looked at the box in his hand: "What is this?"

Nan Zhou answered bluntly: "I don't know."

Jiang Fang: "Do you want to open it?"

Nanzhou: "It's not difficult to open it. I just want to practice my skills."

Nan Zhou: "...that [theft]."

Li Yinhang who happened to pass by: "…"

If she understands correctly...

Nanzhou, now, in a ghost copy, prying the fixed props in the game and practicing their skills.

But Jiang Fang did not express any surprise, but his smile was a little gentler: "Come on."

Nan Zhou didn't lift his head, and replied in a hurry: "... um."

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