“Okay,” at this moment, Shan Qi agreed to whatever Yan Chuan said, his attitude sincere. “Please don’t be angry; I definitely won’t do it again.”
To reinforce his credibility, he added, “I’m searching through the script, and there’s something strange about the family in Room Five.”
“There’s someone locked inside the room; I don’t know whether it’s a contestant or an NPC, but it must be very important.” Shan Qi blurted out his conjecture, “I suspect it’s related to the couple in the script looking for their child.”
Shan Qi continued to talk a lot, even pulling out a gilded card, eager to prove his usefulness in front of Yan Chuan.
“What is this?” The card had a repetitive lily pattern, complicated and mysterious, but Yan Chuan did not take it.
“It’s a resurrection card,” Shan Qi shoved the card into Yan Chuan’s hand. “It can resist one fatal attack; keep it for self-defence.”
Yan Chuan frowned. “What about you?”
A resurrection card sounded very important. Was he really just giving it to him?
“I have other items,” Shan Qi replied.
Finally, Yan Chuan nodded, lightly touching Shan Qi’s lower lip as if bestowing a favor. “I understand now.”
It seemed he was still somewhat useful.
“You can kiss me now,” Yan Chuan said, looking at Shan Qi, whose eyes were wide with shock.
“Is this a deal…?” Shan Qi asked, his heart racing in disbelief.
An unrealistic thought popped into his mind.
Yan Chuan shook his head. “It’s a reward.”
In the empty corridor, in a hidden corner where no one knew.
Shan Qi’s delicate shoulders were pressed by a pair of large hands, trembling slightly, before being pulled tightly into an embrace.
The owner of those large hands positioned his arm behind him to prevent the person in his arms from being pressed painfully against the cold, hard wall, using himself as a human cushion.
His posture was considerate, but the actions were something else entirely, muffled sobs echoing in the small corner, pushed to the brink.
Bringing his lips close to the soft pink petals, he smeared them with a vivid, red colour, coating them with bright flower juice while not neglecting to cover them in a misty sheen.
*****
When Tang Zhen came downstairs, he encountered Shan Qi.
This person seemed to be in a good mood, smiling from the corners of his eyes, and even greeted him when he saw him.
How polite, Tang Zhen thought if only he hadn’t seen how aggressively Shan Qi had tried to interrogate the NPC just before.
“Hello.” Although Tang Zhen didn’t know what had happened, he maintained his politeness and nodded slightly.
“Hmm.” Shan Qi seemed to smirk and scanned him with a scrutinizing glance.
Tang Zhen: ?
His warm demeanour remained unchanged, and he couldn’t help but start pondering what Shan Qi meant.
Had Shan Qi discovered something? Why was he acting this way?
But with an ambiguous laugh, Shan Qi turned and left without saying a word, glancing back one last time.
Tang Zhen felt puzzled as he watched him leave.
Looking up, that was the floor where Yan Chuan lived.
So, something had happened between them that he was unaware of?
Tang Zhen was lost in thought.
Yan Chuan observed the resurrection card that Shan Qi had given him.
The card was the size of a playing card, made of a special material. The surface was very smooth, feeling like a cold, hard metal.
The pattern was gilded, shimmering with a golden glow under the light, intricate and mysterious.
Shan Qi said it could resist one fatal injury.
Yan Chuan was not very familiar with it, but upon opening his “script,” he saw that the identity section included an introduction to “item possession.”
[Item: Resurrection Card *1, congratulations! You now have a second life, please use it wisely! (Note: The character setup for this contestant has been recognized, randomly charm a contestant and make them devoted to you!)]
Yan Chuan: …
Is that how this idiom is used?
Regardless, the holder of this resurrection card was Yan Chuan now.
Perhaps due to character maintenance, he noticed his points had slightly increased.
Adding the previous tasks and rewards from the live stream, he now had nearly two thousand points.
Most of that came from the rewards during the livestream.
As he recalled his performance since entering the escape variety show, it had been rather conventional. In fact, he might even say it was completely unremarkable.
He hadn’t dared to push boundaries or display extraordinary reasoning; among the new contestants, he had stood out, so theoretically, no one should have visited his livestream…
Yet in reality, not only were there many “viewers” in his live stream, but they were also incredibly generous, frequently giving him rewards.
Could it be that the viewers in the livestream recognized his character portrayal and were indulged by this “eating husband” act?
Some inappropriate thoughts surfaced in his mind, causing Yan Chuan’s face to flush as he didn’t dare to think further and decided to put the resurrection card away.
As for acquiring items and other rules of the escape variety, he could look for more information on the exchange forum once he got out; his immediate priority was still to escape the script.
Yan Chuan began analyzing the clues he had obtained.
Shan Qi had shared his conjectures with him, aligning with Yan Chuan’s thoughts.
The composition in Apartment 13 was mainly comprised of young and middle-aged individuals, but the family in Room 5 included an elderly NPC, and strange sounds often emanated from that room, making it highly suspicious.
He still hadn’t managed to get any useful information from Liang Xin, who remained tied up and unable to make any mistakes for the time being.
Author’s note:
Shan Qi: He’s being affectionate with other men; he doesn’t think of me. I can’t possibly like him %÷#％
Yan Chuan: Who’s my little doggy?
Shan Qi: Woof! (actively biting the leash to tie himself up)
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