Immersive Fast Wear: The Anti-Strike Manual of the Heartthrob

"Let's go too."

Ji Shuyang always felt that something different had changed in Du Nan and didn't want to be in the same space with him anymore.

"it is good."

Mi Lin responded to Ji Shuyang gently, but when he looked back at Du Nan's gaze, there was a hint of warning in his indifference.

The look was calm and indifferent, but it inexplicably frightened Du Nan so much that he stood still, not daring to move.

Mi Lin just glanced at Du Nan and never looked at him again.

"Let's go."

He took the initiative to hold Ji Shuyang's hand, stopped her on the inside, and walked outside. Du Nan looked over and pulled her out the door.

Ji Shuyang was held tightly in Mi Lin's hand, and their intertwined shadows on the ground showed a tacit understanding and harmony that was different from that of ordinary people.

After Du Nan recovered from the shock, he looked in the direction they left. Especially when he thought of Mi Lin, his eyes became sinister, and he secretly said in his heart:

'Why, Milin, you shouldn't exist.'

One is Pan Manwen, the other is Mi Lin, one steals his limelight, the other steals the woman he likes.

None of them should exist.

Now that he has his own power, then...

Du Nan turned around, looked at the faceless statue, and laughed sinisterly.

When Ji Shuyang and Mi Lin returned to Widow Cui's house, Widow Cui had already arrived home.

She sat at the door, looking at the two of them with a smile.

Even though she knew that they had a conflict with people from the village today, Widow Cui did not take any drastic action against the two of them.

It seems that the villagers' hospitality towards outsiders has not changed, and they are still simple and natural.

Ji Shuyang and Mi Lin looked at each other, but they knew that what they were doing was just an attempt to cover up their own mistakes.

Just because the villagers don’t do anything for now doesn’t mean they won’t do something later.

Why did the village chief remind them to save their lives? He must want to do something with their lives.

Combining some previous conversations, Ji Shuyang guessed that it was probably the same as Zhang Huirong and Cheng Xu at the beginning.

As expected, starting from the second day, the villagers' attitude towards them changed from being peaceful at the beginning to a state of covert surveillance.

They were afraid of the fighting ability of Du Nan and Mi Lin, and did not directly show their vigilance.

But when they were walking on the street or just resting in the room, there would be eyes staring at them from nowhere.

The small hut for worshipping gods that hid a big secret became a forbidden place that they were not allowed to enter.

After Pan Manwen buried He Yi, she started to act alone, leaving early and returning late, not interacting with them, and not exchanging information with them for a long time.

The number of companions decreased one by one, and they were not allowed to enter the places where they could gather information. The task of exploring the secrets of the bloody village became a distant prospect.

night.

Ji Shuyang opened the window, looked at the moon hanging in the sky, and spoke with a melancholy voice.

"Mi Lin, look, the moon outside is so round!"

Mi Lin sat next to her, put his hand on Ji Shuyang's shoulder, let her head lean against him, feel more relaxed and comfortable, and then replied:

"Well, it's beautiful."

From the moment Ji Shuyang first asked Mi Lin for help after entering the game, their relationship developed at a rapid pace.

With bloody incidents happening almost every day, fewer companions, and tense nerves every day, the only company around you will become an invaluable comfort.

Perhaps it was because of the high-pressure interactions they had during these days, and the suspension bridge effect, that they had moved towards a more tacit and harmonious relationship.

It's just that neither of them said it out loud, but their daily interactions had already gone beyond the scope of companions or good friends, and had become ambiguous.

Ji Shuyang suddenly turned her head, her eyes filled with mist as she looked into Mi Lin's eyes.

"Mi Lin, tell me, the game mission is so difficult, will I be unable to complete the mission, and then the wish promised by the system will not be realized."

"After that, perhaps, I will be left in the Bloody Village and offered to the evil god by the villagers as his sacrifice."

Before He Yi died, they had found evidence through some ancient books that the village chief used human sacrifices to worship the evil god.

However, I haven't had time to search the hut for more detailed information.

Ji Shuyang looked at the moon, her voice melancholy, and continued:

"Or maybe, I will be sent back to my original world, unable to endure the pain in my heart, watching myself become thinner and thinner, and dying painfully on the hospital bed."

"At that time, I was probably like a bunch of straw that had been dried up by the sun, becoming as skinny as a stick and reduced to a skeleton."

"That's so ugly, Milin, I don't want to..."

As Ji Shuyang spoke, her voice became lower and lower, and the tears in her eyes merged together and formed full tears that fell one after another.

She looked so pitiful. In this world, the only person Mi Lin cared about and took to heart was Ji Shuyang.

Seeing Ji Shuyang like this, Mi Lin couldn't just sit there and watch.

He turned around, took her hand in his, and told her firmly.

"Will not."

"You're going to help me, right?"

Ji Shuyang took advantage of the victory to pursue, raising her tearful eyes, sad and sorrowful.

Ever since the two of them entered into an ambiguous relationship that was known to each other, Mi Lin had never rejected any of her requests.

Even if she didn't ask directly, Mi Lin didn't want to see Ji Shuyang end up in the miserable way she described, let alone her humble plea now.

"I'll help you."

Mi Lin held Ji Shuyang's hand even tighter, his eyes entwined around her like a silk thread.

"A Lin..."

Under a full moon, the bright white moonlight shines on Ji Shuyang's body, giving her already fair skin a layer of soft white gauze.

This scene was like, she was about to marry him and become a bride who belonged to him completely.

"Shu Yang."

Her eyes were blurred and moving, and Mi Lin was moved for a moment, unconsciously moving closer and closer to her...

It was not until the distance between them was shortened to almost face to face that Mi Lin came to his senses.

At this time, the distance between him and Ji Shuyang was only as big as a fist.

Mi Lin could clearly see the fragmented light in Ji Shuyang's eyes. He didn't know whether he was nervous or excited, and lowered his eyes slightly.

My eyes were suddenly attracted by two soft, pink lips.

Mi Lin seemed to be able to smell the Finnish aroma that was gently exhaled when the lips opened and closed.

When men and women are alone together, they are naturally affected by hormones.

Mi Lin could hardly control his instinct and wanted to lean over and kiss her.

At the last moment, I was stopped by reason.

Never imagined.

When his lips stopped at a height of two fingers above Ji Shuyang's lips, while he was still struggling, Ji Shuyang had already supported herself on the chair with both hands, raised her upper body and kissed him.

The touch of warmth and slight coolness brings an electric shock-like stimulation, creating a special spark.