Please draw your way of death

Meng Qishu didn't know why Omi Lande was so paranoid that he wanted him to stay, but the only thing that was certain was that since he did this, he would definitely try to find ways to bind the two together in future copies.

This is not the most important thing, what is important is that if he really forms a bonded relationship with the copy, then what should he do in this world...?

In fact, the answer seems already obvious.

A strong smell of blood exploded from between the lips and teeth, and before the situation became out of hand, Meng Qishu was pinched by Ning Mianzhong at the back of the neck, pulling the distance between the two of them.

"You..." Ning Mian was about to say something when Meng Qishu waved open the hand on the back of his neck. The other party pressed down with a deep kiss, grinding and crushing the smell of blood in the taste buds. .

He Yingbai caught up and saw this explosive scene the first time he opened the door.

He leaned on secretly in his heart, turned around and closed the door silently.

In the afternoon... this is not good... there are outsiders...

Ning Mian finally did not push Meng Qishu away this time, because the body of the person in his arms was obviously trembling uncontrollably.

He supported the edge of the bed with one hand, and slid down Meng Qishu's neck with the other hand, half-embracing him in his arms, responding and comforting him as tenderly as possible.

The emotions on Meng Qishu's body were too obvious, with fear behind him, and helplessness hidden in resentment... These emotions were like a fine net, covering Ning Mian's head and face, and finally completely blinded Ning Mian, so that he could only passively hide The fragility in front of her was pressed tighter and tighter in her arms.

After the other party was finally willing to leave her, Ning Mian finally seized the gap to think clearly about Meng Qishu's abnormal behavior.

"Qishu, are you..." Ning Mian finally didn't dare to say the last half of the sentence, this sudden pause was like a precursor to some kind of message, which brought endless silence after that.

Meng Qishu didn't reply, he put one hand on Ning Mianzhong's shoulder, panting slightly with his head down, he still hasn't recovered from the passionate kiss just now.

"..." He opened his mouth, but he didn't know where to start.

What should I say?He knew how to complete the task of the dungeon, but he still couldn't leave the dungeon?

Or was he clearly able to leave the dungeon, but fell into Omeland's way and died in the dungeon?

No matter what kind of rhetoric it is, it will be like a sharp dagger, severing such a knife on Ning Mian's life, who already vaguely knows the truth.

He didn't want that.

The other hand trembled in the quilt, moved slightly, and caught off guard a piece of cool flake.

Meng Qishu didn't dare to move almost instantly, his back was stiff, and he slowly took out the sheet, and looked at it under the light.

It was a dungeon card, different from the one Meng Qishu was familiar with, with two lines of scarlet and flamboyant handwriting on the pitch-black background.

[Method of death: Falling from a building. 】

[Trigger probability: 100%. 】

The last message from the dungeon still came.

After He Yingbai closed the door, leaning his back against the tightly closed door, his mind was blank thinking about life for a while.

After he managed to regain his composure, he walked away from the door in embarrassment.

On the day of Shao Shiyi's wedding, one of the protagonists of the wedding frankly stated to him that the relationship between his two good brothers is not simple.

At that time, He Yingbai only thought that Shao Shiyi was joking, but regardless of whether the speaker was intentional or not, this suspicion still planted seeds in He Yingbai's heart after all.

In all fairness, Ning Mian will not come to pick him up and drop him off work just because he is a brother.

With this hint of doubt, the analysis of the daily routines in the past seems to be traceable.

The harmonious atmosphere between the two of them did not know when, the tacit understanding in their eyes did not know when, and the silver ring that appeared at the root of their fingers at the same time.

These two people knew each other earlier, and they were so hostile that they wanted to fight!

In the past, during holidays, He Yingbai would always invite Ning Mian to go out to have fun, but thinking about it carefully, it seems that Ning Mian has not been to the appointment for a long time.

He Yingbai was once puzzled as to what Ning Mian had been doing when he didn't make the appointment, but thinking about it now, it seemed that there was only one direction.

And these speculations were all confirmed after he came to Meng Qishu with documents last time and witnessed a half-written invitation.

It was an invitation card with typos, which was randomly thrown by the host on the sofa in the living room, with a pillow pressed on it.

If He Yingbai hadn't just sat there while Meng Qishu was pouring tea for him, he might not have believed the relationship between the two when he received the invitation.

But he finally put the things back where they were and sat in another place.

Ning Mian finally didn't tell the people around her about this in advance, probably because she was waiting for the right time.

And sending out invitations happens to be a good time.

He Yingbai was thinking about the past, but he didn't notice that the door over there was opened at some point.

When he realized it, it was because Ning Mian finally rushed out of the room and gave him a hasty explanation: "He Yingbai!"

"Help me look after Qi Shu, I'll go find Mu Xiaoyun!"

Ning Mian finally seemed very anxious, after coming out of the room, she didn't stay beside He Yingbai at all, and was about to go downstairs in a hurry.

"Ah... ah?" He Yingbai responded a little slow, seeing that Ning Mian had finally gone down the second floor, he rushed to the stairs and rushed to the first floor and said loudly, "Go find Mu Xiaoyun? "

Well done, what do you want to do with Mu Xiaoyun?

"Mu Xiaoyun has a resurrection card." Ning Mianzhong stopped at the corner, and looked back at He Yingbai with an inexplicable emotion in his eyes, as if mixed with pain and despair, "I'll go find him." He got a resurrection card."

He Yingbai was taken aback by Ning Mianzhong's never-before-seen eyes. It wasn't until the sound of the door being slammed shut that he finally realized that he was going to complete the first task that Ning Mianzhong had entrusted to him. Sentence exhortation.

Resurrection card?

All right, what are you going to do with the resurrection card?

Covered by the curtains, the light in the room is actually not particularly bright. When He Yingbai came in with doubts on his forehead, he didn't notice the abnormality of the person half-sitting on the bed.

"With the curtains drawn, won't the room be very dark?" He walked a few steps into the room, and his eyes first noticed the tightly drawn curtains.

"Then pull it away." Meng Qishu on the bed seemed to chuckle slightly, with a trace of imperceptible bitterness.

When He Yingbai was full of doubts, he heard what Meng Qishu said, so he pulled the curtains without thinking.

The afternoon sun just followed He Yingbai's movements and shone into the room. He Yingbai closed his eyes subconsciously to avoid the sudden strong light. He turned his head, and when his eyes shifted to Meng Qishu, he was shocked by the scene Surprised.

Because of the sunlight, the light in the room became brighter, so that he could clearly see the man whose wrists were tied behind his back and imprisoned at the head of the bed.

"How could Ning Mianzhong do this!" He Yingbai exploded on the spot, he stepped forward to untie Meng Qishu, and was so stimulated by the scene in front of him that he called out Ning Mianzhong's full name.

That guy Ning Mianzhong didn't do anything bad, let him stay and deal with the funeral!

"No, you don't need to untie it." Unexpectedly, Meng Qishu directly stopped He Yingbai's movements.

He tilted his head, lowered his eyes, glanced behind his right shoulder, with a faint smile on his face.

"I begged him to tie it."

If he wasn't imprisoned, he really didn't know if he could survive until Ning Mian finally returned.

Meng Qishu didn't know when the death of the dungeon would come to him, but he knew that once the force majeure of the dungeon came, no one could resist it.

Naturally, he himself would not foolishly jump off the building, but it is very possible that something went wrong in the dungeon.

Begging for Ning Mian to finally tie him up, in the final analysis, what he was asking for was a peace of mind that was too fragile to be vulnerable.

He is really afraid, this separation seems to be a foregone conclusion.

Being blocked by Meng Qishu, He Yingbai really couldn't see the current situation clearly.

He stood in the middle of the road from the window sill to Meng Qishu's bed, hesitating whether he should find a place to sit, so that his stiff mind could take a good turn.

In the current situation, Ning Mian finally tied up Meng Qishu, but the other party didn't mind at all. Could it be that this is some kind of interest between young lovers?

But what did Ning Mian finally say just now, go to Mu Xiaoyun to get the resurrection card?

Mu Xiaoyun...resurrection card...

why?

He Yingbai frowned, only feeling that something important was about to be figured out by him.

But Meng Qishu spoke suddenly.

"Where's the document?" Seeing He Yingbai looking at him in a daze, Meng Qishu curled his lips and smiled as if nothing had happened, "What is it that I don't understand this time?"

He Yingbai stared at Meng Qishu dumbfounded, feeling as if this guy had been dropped by someone.

In the past, when he came to Meng Qishu, this guy must have sneered and sarcastically shied away, and finally answered his questions with a reluctant appearance.

Why are you so happy today?

He Yingbai didn't move, and Meng Qishu was not in a hurry. He moved his body, leaned against the head of the bed behind him, looked over with lazy eyes, and teased: "I helped you last time. I regret it."

As if reacting to something, He Yingbai, who was standing in the room, suddenly moved, turned around and ran out the door: "I'm going right away!"

Taking advantage of Meng Qishu not making things difficult, he must seize this great opportunity no matter what!

Hearing the sound of closing the door in the room, Meng Qishu's gaze following He Yingbai's back dimmed, and even the smile seemed to disappear from his lips in an instant.

His gaze lowered, and he fell on the quilt on his lap with some regret.

It was his own voice that echoed in his ear again with a reluctant request.

【At the end of sleep, why don't you tie me up...】

The voice was low and trembling.

After all, he is still afraid...

The author says:

Happy Children's Day!