Xiao Zuojing became popular after falling in love with her ex

Is this the theme?

Jian Cong got up, and started looking for clues without saying a word. The door of this room was a combination lock. He wanted to open it quickly and leave here, and then go find Fu Wenzhou.

If his guess is correct, the two dimensions of the present and the past must be connected through the story line of "I".

So as long as he clears the level quickly, he will definitely be able to enter the space on the other side. At that time, no matter which character Fu Wenzhou chooses, he will be able to find him.

So in the following time, the audience saw that Jian Cong kept finding clues and unlocked the lock to complete the story line as if he was hanging on. In less than 10 minutes, he had already opened the door of the bedroom and entered a new space—— -Dining room.

Fu Wenzhou on the other side didn't go well, he was clearly talking to the camera, and he was clearly organized.

But he would always stop for no reason at a certain moment, without speaking or moving, just staring in a certain direction in a daze.

Then, after regaining his senses, he continued to look for clues as if nothing had happened.

Perhaps it was because Jian Cong's side went so smoothly that everyone didn't understand Fu Wenzhou's stumbling.

Fortunately, when Jian Cong started to crack the code in the restaurant, Fu Wenzhou finally left the bedroom.

But this time the space they are in is different from the story they saw. Jian Cong's side is still a quiet and empty room, without NPCs, so he just needs to find clues to break the code with peace of mind.

But Fu Wenzhou's side was different. When he opened the bedroom door, he saw the dining room as well.

It's just that there is a transparent glass wall at the door of the bedroom, which separates the bedroom from the dining room. Fu Wenzhou can only see what's inside the glass, but can't get in.

The restaurant was not as empty as Jian Cong's, but there were two husband and wife sitting at the dining table.

Fu Wenzhou stood inside the glass wall and watched the two of them, and even heard their conversation.

The man said: "The girl's film is really worrying, even if Lao Wang touches her, she still dares to bite."

With bruises on her face, the woman sat numbly at the table without moving her eyelids.

"I have to convince her today, let's see if she dares to ruin my business in the future." The man drank the wine in his glass.

The space around the dining table was darkened, and a beam of light was cast from another direction, and two children who looked exactly the same stood together.

One of them touched the head of the other and said, "Brother, you will be the elder brother from now on, okay?"

The younger brother nodded and smiled obediently: "Okay brother, is this a new game?"

"Yeah." The elder brother smiled: "No matter what happens in a while, you will still be an elder brother, so don't reveal your secrets, or I won't like you anymore."

The younger brother nodded: "I see."

All the lights in the dining room were turned on, and the two children went to the table and sat down.

The fake "brother" sat next to the father, and the fake "brother" sat next to the mother.

As soon as the "brother" sat down, Dad suddenly grabbed his hair and pulled him off the chair. After that, there were flickering lights, a terrifying face of a man, and the screaming of a child.

The woman and her "brother" watched all this silently.

"Brother, save me!" The child who was beaten suddenly screamed, and everything fell into darkness.

The man turned his head to look at the child sitting next to the woman with red eyes, and said hoarsely, "Brother?"

The elder brother was shaking with fright, the man suddenly turned his head and pulled the child up on the ground, and said harshly, "You are the younger brother?!"

The younger brother cried out of breath and said, "I won't play anymore, brother, I won't play the game of changing identities!"

The man immediately turned around and overturned the table, then grabbed his elder brother and started beating him, scolding him while beating, "Damn girl, how dare you lie to me! You let me beat my brother, see if I don't beat you to death today!"

The audience knew it was acting, but they were still a little afraid to watch the chaos.

Fu Wenzhou's face became paler and paler. He stood expressionlessly inside the glass wall. Pale light spilled from the bedroom door behind him, making him look like a lifeless puppet.

Suddenly, Fu Wenzhou raised his hand and opened his long gown, and then took out a small guitar pick from his pants pocket.

The audience had been immersed in the scene just now, but at this moment they suddenly noticed Fu Wenzhou's movements, and then noticed the other person's face, and then they were all taken aback.

【Brother Fu, what's wrong?It looks so scary, why is his face so white. 】

[Yes, and most people will be scared or angry when they see this kind of scene, right?Why would Brother Fu react like this? 】

[Damn it, the young master is so fast, he found the password! 】

The plot on Fu Wenzhou's side is still going on, and when the parents start to bury the daughter called "brother" under the tree, Jian Cong has already left the restaurant.

"Why the hell is there?" Jian Cong couldn't help but swear.

This time he entered the study room, and he fiddled with it again.He was sweating profusely, and finally opened the door again within ten minutes.

Jian Cong exhaled, and immediately opened the door, but the next moment he was stunned.

Because there was a glass wall in front of him, and the space ahead was completely dark.

After darkness, Fu Wenzhou was standing about two to thirty meters directly opposite him, also separated by a glass wall.

They looked at each other from a distance, and it felt as if—there were only the two of them left in the whole world.

"Jane Cong.."

Fu Wenzhou looked at the person across from him in surprise, he didn't know when his sore fists finally relaxed, and the edges and corners of the pick had already pierced his palm several times.

But he couldn't feel the pain, he was only able to see Jian Cong across the way, and he couldn't even tell the difference between dreams and reality.

Jian Cong frowned slightly, and patted the glass wall in front of him. He could tell at a glance that something was wrong with Fu Wenzhou.

He didn't care whether the other party could hear him or not, so he shouted loudly: "Fu Wenzhou! Here I come!"

Fu Wenzhou was startled, then laughed, and nodded his head lightly.

Jian Cong's eyes were sour, and he said loudly again: "What are you doing standing there, looking for an agency!"

Fu Wenzhou laughed out loud, he raised his hand to cover his face, his laughing shoulders trembled.

But slowly, his laughter stopped, only his slightly trembling shoulders showed his master's emotions, he didn't know if he was still laughing or choked up.

Jian Cong's heart ached sharply, he calmed down and began to look around for possible switches.

Not disappointed, he finally found the most crucial clue.

It was still a fragment of a diary, and when put together it became the final story.

It turned out that it was really the younger brother who died and the older sister who survived. They were playing themselves from the beginning.

In other words, it was really my sister who was beaten as my sister at first.

When the elder sister was beaten to death, she called out the word "brother", and of course, the man turned around and beat the so-called "brother", but this elder brother was the real younger brother.

It was the younger brother who was willing to die for his sister. He really wanted to be an older brother for her, and be a brother who could protect her.

Of course, it is impossible for the elder sister to act as the younger brother for a lifetime, and the man who does not have the elder sister to vent his violent emotions starts to beat the mother, and the mother is overwhelmed and eventually dies in the well.

So that day, my sister killed my father, and then posed for a photo with that bright smile.

At the end of the diary, there is a question from my sister——

If you were me, would you call out that "brother"?

Jian Cong walked back to the glass wall, not sure if he was talking to "me" or if he meant something: "If there is a chance, I will be your brother."

After two seconds of silence, the two glass doors slowly moved sideways, and the ground connected before the two doors slowly lit up with soft white light, connecting the people standing at the ends of the road.

Jian Cong couldn't wait for the glass doors to be fully opened, and when he could squeeze out, he rushed over, ran to Fu Wenzhou, and hugged him in his arms.

Fu Wenzhou put down his hands covering his face, then hugged Jian Cong's waist, and buried his face on his shoulder.

Neither of them spoke, they hugged each other quietly, Jian Cong gently stroked Fu Wenzhou's hair and back, and took a heavy breath from his chest.

After a while, Fu Wenzhou said in a hoarse voice, "Will you accompany me to a place tomorrow?"

"Okay." Jian Cong responded softly.

The two separated some distance, Jian Cong looked at Fu Wenzhou, and whispered, "I thought you were crying."

He really thought that Fu Wenzhou was crying just now, and almost lost his senses in a hurry, but fortunately, his reason and wisdom were still there, and he quickly thought of the correct answer.

Fu Wenzhou's eyes were a little red, but there was no sign of crying.

He smiled, his black pupils were no longer empty, but full of tenderness, and said softly: "I should only cry because of you in my life except in the movies."

"Because I scolded you?" Jian Cong raised his eyebrows.

Fu Wenzhou laughed and said, "It must be crying because of grievance."

Jian Cong also laughed, and then said: "This Zhang Feixiang, I will definitely post a photo of him taking off his wig on the Internet in a while."

"So cruel?"

"Whoever let him have nothing to do has to let us play the secret room."

And just play it, but there are tens of thousands of secret rooms in the world, and he still insists on choosing such a theme.

Jian Cong was angry because he was angry, but it wasn't really that unreasonable.

No one in the circle knew about Fu Wenzhou, and it was just a coincidence that Zhang Feixiang chose this secret room.

Jian Cong sighed, suddenly remembered something, and suddenly grabbed Fu Wenzhou's hand to look at it.

Fu Wenzhou froze. He was so busy thinking about Jian Cong just now that he forgot that the pick in his hand hadn't been put away yet.

But Jian Cong didn't look at his palm, but at his swollen wrist, frowned and said, "How did you do it?"

"Accidentally knocked on the side of the well."

Fu Wenzhou answered obediently. In fact, he was sweating from nervousness, because he was hiding the pick that belonged to Jian Cong in his palm, and also hidden his secret thoughts about Jian Cong that he had not spoken to Jian Cong for so many years.

Jian Cong looked at his wrist, and felt that it was not an exaggeration to describe it as horrible.

"So careless." He glared at Fu Wenzhou, and said, "Let's go directly to the hospital when we get out later."

"It's all right, no bones hurt."

"Then I have to go too." Jian Cong frowned.

Fu Wenzhou was speechless, and nodded obediently.

Jian Cong sighed lightly, and blew on his wrist, and Fu Wenzhou smiled, and said, "It really doesn't hurt."

"Shut up." Jian Cong glared at him ferociously, but didn't give him "Hoo Hoo" persistently anymore.

But then Jian Cong was puzzled again: "Why do you keep clenching your fists?"

Fu Wenzhou pursed his lower lip, and said, "It's more comfortable this way."

"Lie to me." Jian Cong saw through him in an instant, and said, "Can you show me yourself, or should I take it apart?"

Fu Wenzhou's Adam's apple rolled slightly, and his heart beat faster and faster.

If Jian Cong's gaze had any substance, just when Fu Wenzhou couldn't resist and was about to open his palm, four more doors suddenly opened in the darkness, and all the other guests came out of the room.

Fu Wenzhou felt relieved, and immediately took his hand back.

Jian Cong narrowed his eyes and said in a low voice, "We'll talk about it when we go back, don't try to get away with it."

Fu Wenzhou coughed lightly, his heart was fine, and he could still beat his stomach.

"No, the door couldn't be opened just now, why did it open without me doing anything?" Li Yuanyang asked in confusion.

This was also the case for the other groups, and they were even more confused when they saw Jian Cong and Fu Wenzhou standing together.

Bai Qingxin's face was extremely ugly. He didn't realize until later in the game that the "brother" that Deng Xingye told him to save the "brother" was not what he thought, but "I" as a player rescued the story "I" in .

And Fu Wenzhou is playing the "I" in the story this time, while the "I" among the players is Jian Cong!

Bai Qing gritted his teeth, he tried his best to do this, but in the end he still made a wedding dress for Jian Cong, he hated it to death.

The lights are bright, and the layout here is no longer a restaurant, but a courtyard.

After a round of deciphering again, everyone finally escaped from the secret room.

The author says:

Young Master: How could Fu Wenzhou be so annoying QAQ;

-

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!