I am in the horror game, scrambling to steal the male lead's halo

Pei Yan laughed. It seemed that Gu Chaoxi had some kind of magical power that could make him feel better uncontrollably.

"You want to speak first, or should I?"

He slumped his shoulders, put one hand on the long table, raised his chin slightly, and a smile appeared in his slightly lowered eyes.

Gu Chaoxi shook her shoulders, walked over holding up her skirt, and tilted her head.

"I think she did it herself."

"What's the reason?"

Pei Yan asked.

She just raised her hand and pointed casually at the easel, raising her eyebrows: "Although he looks very hateful, the entire easel is intact, which shows that this person loves painting."

Seeing Pei Yan nod, she smiled and continued.

"Also, although the painting was scratched a lot, only the face was covered by stains."

"This also shows that although this person doesn't want to see the face in the portrait, he can't bear to cross it out."

"If it was an outsider, I think in a situation of extreme anger, the first thing they would want to cut would be the face."

"Only when a person sees his own portrait will he be unable to bring himself to scratch his face."

After she finished speaking, she coughed lightly, walked to Pei Yan's side, and glanced at him sideways.

Pei Yan only chuckled and raised his hand to applaud silently.

"Exactly what I thought."

He turned around and followed Gu Chaoxi out of the studio.

The voices of Qin Wei and the others could be vaguely heard in the corridor, but they were not clear.

She raised her eyes and glanced at the door of the room. Perhaps as long as people walked into the room here, the sound would be isolated to a certain extent.

"Have you ever thought about why she wanted to destroy her own portrait?"

This person seemed to be guiding her to think, causing Gu Chaoxi to raise her eyes and glare at him.

"Humph."

She turned her head away, not wanting to answer Pei Yan's question at all.

After walking a few steps, Gu Chaoxi pushed open the door of the second room first.

Unlike the dimness in the studio, the curtains in this room were completely opened, and the light from outside made everything in sight exceptionally clear.

In the center of the room was a grand piano, but it was covered in a thick layer of dust, and the black and white keys were almost out of tune.

Yellowed paper pages were scattered all over the wool carpet. Gu Chaoxi squatted down and took a look. They were music scores.

They are all things she is familiar with!

This piano room really has nothing but the piano.

She looked around and saw that there was not even a decorative painting on the wall, which made it extremely monotonous.

"Master pianist Gu, can you play a piece for me?"

Pei Yan's fingertips rubbed the piano keys lightly, leaving a thin layer of dust on them.

This time it was Gu Chaoxi who looked at him as if he were a fool.

"Not to mention that this piano is extremely dirty now. Besides, it's already like this and the pitch is not accurate. What am I supposed to play? What if I play it and she gets stressed out? Will you give me a pair of wings?"

Pfft!

Pei Yan really couldn't help it, he raised his hands to cover his eyes, and his mouth corners were stretched into a grin.

Gu Chaoxi looked over and saw that the man slightly raised his head, his slender hands covering half of his face, and his fine silver hair swaying in his palms.

For a moment, she suddenly saw a strong sense of youth in him.

"Stop laughing!"

I'm a bit speechless, I really don't know what's so funny.

"Okay, stop laughing."

Pei Yan put his hands down and placed them on his waist in a somewhat helpless manner. He clearly had not retracted the smile on his face, which couldn't be suppressed but overflowed from the corners of his eyes.

Seeing her pursing her lips and staring at him, it took him a while to really hold back his laughter.

"Ahem, I really don't want to laugh anymore."

He assured Gu Chaoxi that in fact, in several previous instances, he was not in the mood to laugh at all.

Seeing her turn around and walk out, Pei Yan lowered his head and smiled again.

This feeling of treating the other world as a game made him feel much more relaxed.

Or maybe it was because Gu Chaoxi was by his side.

Walking into the corridor, she raised her hand and smoothed her hair.

She originally had long, naturally curly hair, but in this dimension, her hair was tied up, leaving only two strands of bangs by her ears.

Pei Yan followed behind her, and she turned her head to look at the shadow on the wall.

"I think she has a love-hate relationship with the person who painted her portrait."

Pei Yan was stunned for a moment before realizing that she was answering the question she had been asked before.

"Well, maybe she was satisfied with the painting, but because of something, she wanted to vent her anger and felt that this person was not worthy of having her portrait painted."

This idea coincided with Pei Yan's, which made Gu Chaoxi feel vaguely excited.

Before this, only her brother Gu Chenyang was so compatible with her.

She couldn't help but wrap her fingertips around the ribbon hanging around her waist, and even her steps became lighter.

"Do you think this happened before or after the accident?"

When a plane shows something, it always reveals part of it and conceals part of it.

So at the moment, they are completely unaware of the chronological order of events.

Pei Yan couldn't be sure either, so he just shook his head.

The two men stood at the door of the third room, neither moving.

"Me?" Gu Chaoxi looked up at him.

Pei Yan didn't say anything, he just raised his hand to the door handle and then gently pushed the door open.

The room was dim and the curtains were only half opened.

Looking around, there is a small round tea table near the window, and on the left and right sides are single sofas covered with tasseled sofa cushions.

As you step into the room, there is a long sofa on the left with a red and green cloak draped askew on it.

There was a wool carpet on the floor, but in the middle of the room there was a round carpet with brown patterns.

It looks like it's hand-woven, and there are two pillows on the round carpet.

The tassels on the edge of the pillow still looked relatively intact, but the entire thing was covered in a thick layer of dust.

On the left side, there is an oven half-embedded in the wall, with some black carbon still remaining inside.

On the wall on the right side of the room, there is a huge painting.

In the painting, there are rough waves, thunder and lightning, and a sailing ship is coming from a distance.

Very ordinary, nothing special to look at.

"It seems there is nothing to gain."

Gu Chaoxi left the room, not really wanting to inhale that dust again.

This made her feel a little uncomfortable.

Pei Yan followed him out and closed the door.

She tilted her head. Apart from the room where the woman was resting, there were two left.

But judging from the first three rooms, they were just auxiliary rooms to serve her, and the things in them were simple and few.

Rubbing his neck, Gu Chaoxi walked towards the fourth room.

When I opened the door, the room was pitch black and filled with a heavy smell of death.

There are no curtains in this room at all?

She turned sideways and her eyes fell on the place closest to the door, where there was a tattered rocking horse, the kind that children played with.

"Isn't it the utility room?"

Who would put a utility room so close to their room?