four dead games

"Why can't you resolve conflicts with others? Violence is the rudest form of communication." Han Yang said this, and Ouyang Zheng washed his hands after dealing with the man. He never looked at Han Yang.

"Ouyang."

After hearing Han Yang calling him, Ouyang Zheng turned his attention to Han Yang, and was finally stared at by those black eyes, Han Yang became inexplicably nervous.

"what's up."

"If there is a chance to go back to the previous world, I would like to talk to you."

Han Yang plucked up his courage and looked at Ouyang Zheng seriously. To be honest, he wanted to say this a long time ago. Ouyang Zheng was left unattended most of the time. He had no obligation to give Ouyang Zheng Shunmao, but this guy's waywardness has exceeded his tolerance in recent years. Sometimes he feels scared when he sees Ouyang Zheng beating someone in the corner from a distance.

In fact, he was a little angry. Han Yang really wanted Ouyang to have a taste of his way of communicating with the outside world, but now he couldn't put himself in a proper position, and often felt troubled.

"What are you talking about?" Ouyang's tone was indifferent, as if he didn't care about this matter, and the courage that Han Yang had worked up so hard suddenly turned off.

This awkward atmosphere was what Han Yang hated the most. He leaned against the door and looked at the ceiling, knocking the back of his head depressedly.The reason why he couldn't take this step was because of the ideology he had cultivated since he was a child. In fact, many times Han Yang expected Ouyang Zheng to take the initiative. When he was in school, even if he only said a word to himself, Han Yang promised that he would never He will turn a blind eye to Ouyang Zheng like he treats a stranger. It is his own appearance that comes first. Nothing came out of his mouth.

This has nothing to do with the abnormal throbbing. In terms of the friendship between the two, Han Yang played the role of a betrayer from the beginning, but he decided to give up because he didn't want this friendship to deteriorate. Now They met each other on a narrow road again, even if Han Yang wanted to say something, he couldn't muster the courage at all, it was a feeling of inferiority that he felt unqualified.

never mind.Every time he thought about this shitty thing with Ouyang Zheng, he would be bothered all morning. Han Yang finally bumped his head, and then answered Ouyang Zheng's words.

"I feel the need to talk about your constant violence, but it's okay if you don't want to talk to me."

Ouyang Zheng can do whatever he likes. Anyway, this game doesn't drop his head at any time like the previous one. The most urgent thing now is to find out the clues of the game.After Han Yang finished speaking, he walked out of the bathroom. He walked to the railing of the stairs, distracted Ouyang Zheng from his mind, and began to think about the game.

It is impossible to understand the whole game with only two words. He is not Sherlock Holmes, he knows nothing about reasoning, and the most important thing is that he still does not understand what the game requires him to achieve.Find ghosts, find out the ghosts in the game?Han Yang thought about it, and suddenly thought of the girl who came to strike up a conversation with him in the first place.

He is really stupid!

Han Yang hit the railing with his fist. Why did he keep thinking about finding Ouyang Zheng? If someone came to strike up a conversation with him in the game, it meant that there must be something wrong with her!

From there, you can definitely get the specific situation of the game. She is the protagonist of the birthday party, and she is the first person Han Yang met. Maybe we can get some clues about this game.

Han Yang stood on the second floor and searched carefully in the lobby, hoping to see the girl in the memory wearing a small white dress with a camellia on her head. Just as Han Yang was carefully watching the situation downstairs, Ouyang Zheng came out , He looked like he had something to say, but Han Yang became excited when he found the girl standing in front of the sofa chatting with others, and when he turned around to go downstairs, he saw Ouyang Zheng.

"I'm going to follow the clues of the game. You'd better start too. If you don't know anything about this game, it means that we have lost the initiative."

After finishing speaking, Han Yang immediately ran over and down the stairs. Ouyang Zheng stood on the second floor of the duplex villa, watching Han Yang hurried down, passed through the crowd, and walked up to a girl in a white dress.

Little by little, his fingertips were digging at the railing, and his black eyes gradually dimmed.

Han Yang was panting a bit when he ran down, but the girl frowned when she saw Han Yang.

"You're here again."

She didn't look very happy, Han Yang picked up a glass of red wine on the table and touched the glass in the girl's hand.

"Sorry, I forgot to wish you a happy birthday."

The girl stared at Han Yang's face for a few seconds, then turned her face away and smiled, and Han Yang's bewildered look seemed to be the key to her teasing.

"Stop looking at me with a stupid look on my face, or I can't take it anymore, why does someone who looks like a very intelligent person have such a stupid expression."

Han Yang frowned, not knowing how to respond to the girl in front of him, so he could only bite the bullet and say sorry.

"Are you not going to say anything other than sorry and sorry?"

The girl leaned closer, as if to see the subtlest expression on Han Yang's face more carefully. Han Yang stood a little nervously. Although his muscles were so stiff that he began to tremble slightly, he still looked serious.

"Hmm..." The girl's face was already close to less than ten centimeters in front of Han Yang's face. She looked at Han Yang with great interest, and the corner of her lips showed the expression of seeing a toy.

"You are blushing, hahahahaha... so interesting!"

"Please don't say such nonsense." Han Yang stretched out his finger against the girl's forehead to push her face away, then took a sip of the red wine in his hand to calm down.

"Just follow me today, I'm actually bored too." The girl smiled, showing her white teeth, and Han Yang glanced at the person who was sitting on the sofa who was chatting with the girl but now looked unclear. Put the goblet on the table.

"My name is Han Yang."

"Oh, I'm Xu Chacha. The people who came here today are all my dad's friends. Those guys with fake smiles on their faces are so boring. They're all saying "Look, look, look, I'm so rich that I'm the best in the world." When you get rich, all the common people kneel down and worship, oh, your suit is quite expensive, let’s try to be friends with you, that kind of person...hehehe."

Xu Chacha touched her face and said sarcastic words in an exaggerated tone, Han Yang couldn't help but feel ashamed.

"So, come explore with me today and show you a fun one."

"what?"

Han Yang's puzzled look obviously satisfied Xu Chacha's psychology. She left the sofa and walked to a corner of the room. She hooked her fingers at Han Yang. When Han Yang was about to approach her, her hand was suddenly caught Grab it, and then a force that cannot be disobeyed directly pulled him away from the girl's side.

Han Yang was violently pulled away from the girl. His steps were still a little staggering. When he turned his head, he saw Ouyang Zheng's expressionless profile.

This guy……

Han Yang resisted the urge to growl, really, what do you think of him, strength is great, right?If you have the ability to fight, you bastard...

……

Sure enough, forget it.

Han Yang shook off Ouyang Zheng's hand, and looked at Ouyang Zheng with the feeling of looking at a bastard in his eyes. Ouyang Zheng ignored Han Yang's expression, and reached out to grab Han Yang's wrist. Han Yang stared and shook it again. He opened his hand, and Ouyang Zheng's indomitable spirit was brought to the extreme at this moment. After being thrown away for the second time, he grabbed Han Yang's hand for the third time.

Xu Chacha looked at the two of them with great interest. Han Yang noticed the gaze from the girl next to him, and helplessly pulled Ouyang Zheng aside, looked at him and said in a low voice.

"What the hell are you going to do! I still have something to do now."

Ouyang Zheng's expression was still very cold. He glanced at Xu Chacha who was standing there, and then grabbed Han Yang's hand even harder.

"I have something to do too."

"Then please go to your business quickly, and then let me go to mine, okay?" Han Yang's voice was suppressed because of his anger, and he shook off Ouyang Zheng again hand, then rubbed his red wrist that was caught, and turned to Xu Chacha.

Han Yang's back was imprinted in Ouyang Zheng's eyes, and he followed without saying a word, while Xu Chacha looked at Han Yang with an unbearable smile on his face.

"Hey, look at this, an anonymous message I received this morning, really interesting."

"What?" Han Yang walked up to Xu Chacha, looked down at the phone in her hand, and Xu Chacha put the phone in Han Yang's hand directly.

"Look, the first message was received at six o'clock this morning. He said, please go to a place with water after you wake up. I prepared the first gift for you there."

Speaking of which, Xu Chacha took off a ring on her finger. The whole ring was made of transparent crystal. The main stone was a transparent colorless rhombic crystal, which would shine brightly under the refraction of the sun.

"It looks good, right? In fact, this is the ring I accidentally lost last month. I first went to the water dispenser, then went to the bathroom, and finally found this thing in the water glass on the table in my room, because It's a transparent ring, so I didn't see it until I drank all the water, it's really strange, find out my things and give it to me again..."

Han Yang took the ring and looked it over carefully. The main stone and the ring were not one piece. They looked like they were spliced ​​together twice. The workmanship was very delicate and the appearance was very dazzling. He returned the ring to Xu Chacha, and Xu Chacha put it on. After that, another message was opened.

"Look at this, this is the message at twelve o'clock at noon. This message says, please go to a place with fragrance to find your second gift."

In fact, after hearing this, Han Yang felt that he had vaguely touched some rules of this game, but he didn't know where the clues of the specific game would lead to. Perhaps finding out those so-called gifts was the key, and these clues would eventually guide them out. a truth.

Ouyang Zheng kept looking at the phone in Han Yang's hand, and Han Yang didn't know what Ouyang was thinking at the moment, and it was not convenient for Xu Chacha to communicate with him about the game so directly, so Han Yang raised his head Meeting Xu Chacha's slightly excited gaze, she asked.

"So where and what did you find?"

"At first I thought the scented place on the message was my mom's new Chanel perfume from shopping in France, so I went to her room, but, well, it smelled nice, except I didn't I didn't find anything, they were all her jewelry and cosmetics. If it was the gift mentioned in the message, I think I should be able to recognize it at a glance... Well, although I don't know what it is, it shouldn't be Those diamond necklaces and gold rings in the jewelry box are right."

"So you haven't found the second one yet?"

"...But I found the third one!" Xu Chacha clicked on another text message as if denying that she had failed in her exploration.

"Look, the third one was received at six o'clock in the afternoon. He said, please find your third gift in a sunny place."

"A place with sunshine?" Han Yang pondered for a while, then subconsciously looked out of the window. At this time, the outside had begun to be shrouded in darkness, and the light had gradually dissipated.

"So, what did you find?"

Xu Chacha laughed, looked at Han Yang, and said word by word.

"It's you, you are the only one standing in the sun after six o'clock, so I think my third gift is you."

The girl frowned, her smile was as warm as the moonlight outside the house on a midsummer evening.