Otoko Game: Male protagonists, I’m just a scumbag

Could it be that?!

Wei Lan raised his foot and ran forward, but stopped the next second because the poetry below had not started yet and he was afraid that someone would hear the noise.

He lifted his foot and walked over slowly. It was a huge ancient clock, but it seemed to be broken, and the long pendulum at the bottom did not swing.

Wei Lan walked up to the clock but stopped. The clock was located just facing the platform below, and the choir members only needed to raise their heads slightly.

In other words, even if he didn't look up, as long as there was movement above him, he would notice it in his field of vision.

What should I do?

Wei Lan leaned against the wall and glanced at the people below. Unless he wanted to wait for them to finish singing, he didn't know how long that would take.

He just couldn't wait any longer, and he had a very uneasy feeling.

At this time, the cantor and the altar priest had already begun to walk towards the stage, and now all eyes were on them.

Anyway, if he was really discovered, he would insist that he knew nothing and that he just came up to take a look out of curiosity.

Wei Lan gritted his teeth, mustered up his courage, reached out to touch the clock, and tried to find something around it, but when he touched the pendulum he found it was too heavy to move.

"?!"

In his excitement he wanted to stand on tiptoe to get the clock, but at this moment a voice came out and frightened him so much that he retracted his hand.

"What are you doing..."

The voice was extremely familiar, and as expected, he tilted his head and looked towards the stairs.

Phoenix was just stepping onto the last step and stood in. His waist-length curly hair was loose and he was wearing a black monk's robe.

The face was extremely cold and beautiful, she was simply a beauty, but she had many masculine features. It was only because of her hair that she looked androgynous.

At this moment, the sound of the choir came from below. The poems were extremely beautiful and elegant, and the instruments were just the right amount of melodious and graceful.

The people below were induced by the music as if they were in heaven, but it made them so nervous that they sweated.

Wei Lan smiled calmly, his right eyelid twitching wildly, as if foreshadowing that something bad was about to happen:

"What a coincidence? How come we meet here?"

He said this with a stern face.

Phoenix looked at him with a calm expression. He was not moved at all after hearing these words, as if he was ignoring him, but he was still looking at him closely.

Wei Lan felt a little embarrassed when being stared at. His scalp was tingling. He complained in his heart that this guy was so stupid that he had to explain himself:

"It's like this, when I got here the choir had already started and there was no room inside, so I came upstairs to take a look."

After he said that, he raised his head to indicate that there were no empty seats below. Then he looked back and saw that several seats in the front row were empty, and the other seats on the edge were also vacant.

...

Um, aren't these people full? !

"Your Highness, what are you doing here?" Phoenix didn't care about what happened just now, but continued to ask him why he came here.

Wei Lan's Adam's apple rolled twice when he heard this, and he was still stubborn:

"I said I was here to visit."

"Really?" Phoenix did not remain silent.

"Princess, please follow me and I will take you to another place. There is nothing to see here."

"Uh, no need." Wei Lan immediately said in a panic:

"I'm just looking around. I want to stay here for a while."

If he leaves now, and if the sword is really in this position, Phoenix will definitely change its position after he leaves.

By then he wouldn’t know when he would find it.

"Really..." Phoenix retracted his steps and hands.

Wei Lan inexplicably felt that he seemed to be smiling, but his expression was still serious, and then he heard him say:

"In that case, I will stay here with Her Royal Highness the Princess."

"Ah?" Wei Lan immediately exclaimed in surprise, thinking, no, how can I get it if you are here?

"Do you want me to bring up two sets of stools?" Phoenix raised his eyebrows and asked him.

Wei Lan was in distress and didn't want to pay attention to him. The choir's voices below no longer sounded cheerful, but instead became irritable along with his mood.

It would be better to just use the princess's power. Time was running out, so he had no choice but to do so. After thinking for a while, he turned to look at Phoenix:

"Father Phoenix, I wonder if you can give me this clock? Or if you need a donation for the church, I would be happy to help."

The meaning is very clear. What kind of donation is this? He will use the money to hit him to death and then take the clock away.

"No."

The other party didn't even think about it and rejected him directly. As soon as Wei Lan looked over, he heard him say:

"Your Highness, this clock has been with the church for a long time."

It means that he can't get it. Wei Lan pursed his lips and took a deep breath. Could it be that he can't get it this time?

"What if I say I must have it?" Wei Lan's face darkened. If he really couldn't get it, he really wanted to use his rights.

Although he has no right at all...if he doesn't give it, given Phoenix's current status, it's unclear who the dog king will listen to.

Phoenix looked at him straight in the eyes, her light grey-blue eyes meeting his gaze.

"Then Princess... take it."

What?! Wei Lan's pupils suddenly widened. What did he just say? Did he hear it right?

But before he could think about it carefully, he was stared into the eyes of the man who was looking at him. For a moment, he felt somewhat familiar and suddenly remembered that the expression of the white-haired man at that time was like this.

It's hard to understand, but you're deeply involved in it.

"You..." Wei Lan suddenly took a step closer to him, his mind was a little dazed for a moment, and he touched a strand of hair in front of him, the hair lying in his hand:

"You...are you..."

Phoenix was so frightened by his actions that he trembled a little. He stepped back a bit, but stopped moving in an instant.

As if he was afraid that the hair would slip out of his hand, he would not raise his hand again.

This reminded him of that time...

Why would he take the initiative to kiss him? He felt extremely hot whenever he thought about that moment.

And the apology he said at that time, yes, isn't it? He was sorry for himself.

Wei Lan had no idea what he was thinking. After touching his hair for a long time, he came to the conclusion that it was real. Could it be that it was a wig he had been wearing before?

Or is it really what he just said?

"Are you really a fox?"

He swallowed the last two words back. Just when he was about to release his hair, Phoenix's palm held both his hair and his own.

The hair curled in his tightened palms, and the back of his palms were wrapped in another layer of heat.

"??"

Before Wei Lan could even be surprised, his hands were grabbed and pressed against the brown wooden railing behind him. Below and behind him was the church.

The voice of poetry resounds—

In panic, he shrank his back and tried to dodge, but the figure in front of him still leaned down and used its free hand to press on the back of his head.

"————God has come to this world——He is looking at us kindly——"

At this time, the poem reached its climax, and the music became deeper.

The sudden acceleration of the melody and the high notes of the poem made both of them pause.

Phoenix suddenly raised his head slowly, the red bloodshot under his eyes became more clearly visible, and his gaze was fixed on the god who was looking at them.

The setting sun cast a spot of light into the eyes of the statue, and it seemed as if he had been resurrected.

The Lord is watching them.