Born to Be Rebellious [Quick Transmigration]

Ge Xiu broke away from the opponent's arms, and looked behind him with a sullen face.

The man looked back at him, his arm was still in the position of being freed, his expression was extremely innocent.

Gosho: "..."

At that moment, it felt like punching the cotton with a fist.

He was immediately discouraged, turned and walked towards another room expressionlessly.

Behind Ge Xiu's back, the man's pale and thin lips curled up imperceptibly.

He followed closely and followed Gexiu step by step.

But in the next second, the door slammed mercilessly in front of his eyes with a "bang", and stopped when it was only one millimeter away from the tip of his nose.

The man was startled, and subconsciously stopped his pace, so he didn't bump into it directly.

The young man's indifferent voice seemed distorted through the door:

"I want to rest."

"But……"

A voice without fluctuations interrupted him, without any room for negotiation: "Don't follow in."

The man looked at the closed door in front of him and sighed in disappointment.

——Because of a small loss, a big loss, this time I lost.

inside the room.

The curtains were drawn, and the whole room was shrouded in dim light. Among the soft and fluffy quilts on the bed, a vague and undulating silhouette could be vaguely seen.

Ge Xiu has been in this world for a long time, but there are only a handful of rest time. This game seems to hope to wear him out with fatigue tactics, and there is no pause between the endless copies - when the nerves are tense for more than one Weeks later, his body desperately needed rest.

It hardly took long before he fell asleep.

In the quiet room, even breathing can be faintly heard.

The room is enveloped in a certain quiet and peaceful atmosphere, and the hustle and bustle are isolated from it.

Suddenly, there was a slight fluctuation in the air beside the bed, like a drop of water falling into a lake, and there were circles of ripples, and a tall man gradually appeared beside the bed, like a mosaic A black silhouette in the darkness and chaos.

Like a fluttering feather, or a quietly falling shadow, without making a sound, the man lay down next to the young man soundlessly.

He lowered his eyes and looked at Ge Xiu lying on the bed.

The young man's body was half curled up, his brows were slightly frowned, as if he was being haunted by some ominous dream.

He seemed to sense the cold body approaching behind him, and subconsciously leaned back.

Surrounded by the familiar atmosphere, the sleeping young man's brows slightly stretched, and his sleep became deeper.

In the silence, the man quietly stared at Ge Xiu's face.

Half of the young man's face was buried in the shadows, revealing a touch of soft whiteness in the darkness, from the side face, the ears, to the neck line, dazzling white in the overlapping shadows.

His eyes were slightly dark, he raised his hand, and his cold fingertips landed on the side of the young man's neck.

The muscular lines connecting the shoulders and neck are half hidden under the messy neckline, stretching softly under the cloth cover, hidden in a gloomy darkness.

Through the warm skin, one can feel the throbbing pulse, radiating heat vigorously and vividly.

An indistinct grunt rolled out of the slender throat.

It seemed to be coquettish, and it seemed to be just a product driven by sleepiness.

The man's fingers were as cold and calm as marble, but they trembled slightly at this moment, as if he wanted to continue exerting force to grab other reactions hidden deep in this body, but he was restrained abruptly in place, maintaining that vigor There is little touch.

He took a deep breath, his silent chest rose and fell with his movements, as if he was forcibly suppressing some primitive hunting desire, suppressing a low growl hidden in his throat.

The man lowered his head, his cold lips fell on the half-naked neck.

That kiss was silent and gentle, quietly covering the throbbing arteries, as if branding a ray of his own imprint.

Immediately afterwards, he embraced the other party in his arms with a very possessive gesture, and then closed his eyes contentedly.

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beep beep-

The alarm sound from the mobile phone broke the dark silence in the room.

Ge Xiu yawned and slowly got up from the messy bed. He turned off the alarm clock and looked down at the watch on his wrist.

There are less than 10 minutes left to enter the next copy.

He raised his hand and pressed his forehead, and unexpectedly felt refreshed and calm. It was about to be midsummer, but the room didn't feel stuffy at all, and there was a hint of coldness in it.

No nightmares.

Ge Xiu stared at the empty and dim room in front of him, suddenly raised his voice, and shouted:

"……Hey."

There were footsteps outside the room.

Immediately afterwards, the sound of pressing the doorknob sounded, and the man appeared outside the door, and the light of the living room spilled into the room from his shoulder:

"woke up?"

Ge Xiu raised his hand and scratched his messy hair, and gave a low "huh".

"What's wrong?" the man asked with concern.

Ge Xiu fixed his eyes on him, then looked away as if nothing had happened: "...Forget it."

He jumped off the bed, moved his slightly stiff shoulders and neck, and walked around the other side: "Where's Cheng Xiao?"

"Going out." The man replied lightly.

——The human seemed uncomfortable being alone with him, and quickly found an excuse to slip out.

Gexiu nodded, bent down to organize his backpack, and asked casually:

"There are still ten minutes to enter the copy, do you want to follow this time?"

The man followed behind him with a calm voice:

"What do you say?"

"...also." Gosho muttered, "Stupid question."

As the numbers on the watch cleared to zero, the familiar darkness fell again.

Gexiu opened his eyes and found that the place he was standing now was no longer Cheng Xiao's bright and clean apartment, but a flat and open space. Outside the space was thick and sticky chaotic darkness, which enveloped the players.

Ahead is a villa, standing quietly in the darkness.

It is more like a shrunken castle than a villa.

The brass-colored iron gate is tightly closed. Through the gap of the iron gate, you can see the tall Gothic spiers standing up. Between the layers of eaves, you can see the retro-style narrow window couplets. A road from The open space in front of him went straight to the iron gate, and outside the iron gate stood a red box that Ge Xiu had seen in the first instance.

Against the gloomy and obscure background, the bright blood red was particularly abrupt and dazzling, giving it a strange and ominous feeling.

The panicked voice of the newlyweds sounded from not far away.

The veteran players who were already familiar with the game process stepped forward, their indifferent and calm voices mixed with the stuttering and panicked sentences of the newcomers, flowing from the back of their heads like a background sound.

Ge Xiu retracted his gaze, and walked straight to the red box outside the iron gate.

There is a card on top of the box.

He reached for it, but the other hand got the card first.

The player looked contemptuously, and turned to look at Gexiu: "Do you have experience, just..."

When his eyes touched the other person's face, the expression on his face was blank for a moment, and the unkind words instantly blocked his throat, and he froze in place.

Gosho waited patiently for a few seconds.

But the other party still stood there with the card in his hand, and there seemed to be no sign of returning to his senses.

He frowned and asked calmly:

"Are you still ready to watch?"

"Ah? Oh!" The other party seemed to have just woken up from a dream, lowered his eyes as if he had a guilty conscience, and opened the card with some unsteady movements.

After reading, the player looked up at Gexiu who was waiting at the side, then passed the card over, and asked:

"Then, that, do you want to see it too?"

Compared with the almost unfriendly attitude just now, his current tone can be regarded as being too gentle.

Ge Xiu didn't bother to pay attention to the change of the other party's attitude, so he directly took the card in his hand, lowered his eyes, and scanned the content on it at a glance.

The above content is the rules of this round of the game.

This time the rules are not complicated.

Players draw their respective representative identities from the box, and then complete the role-playing within the next three days to pass the level.

When Ge Xiu lowered his head to read, the player who just grabbed the card with him moved away to the distance, his eyes lingering on him for a long time.

A deep voice suddenly sounded in his ear:

"I don't like the look in his eyes."

Ge Xiu was startled by the sound, and suddenly turned his head to look in the direction of the sound, but all he could see was an empty darkness and silence.

He was a little annoyed: "Don't do that."

This is the biggest shortcoming of not being able to see the other party, and you will always be taken aback suddenly.

The man's voice was gloomy and sounded more annoyed than him:

"I should gouge his eyes out."

Ge Xiu rolled his eyes relentlessly, and put the card back on the box:

"Forget it, what's wrong with having that time?"

The voice in the ear fell silent.

Ge Xiu was a little worried: "...Hello."

"what happened?"

The cold air flowed over the earlobe, and the other party's voice sounded without any pause.

Ge Xiu shrugged: "I thought you really went."

The man's voice was calm and unpredictable, but there was a dangerous coldness in his tone: "You care about him so much?"

Gosho: "..."

He couldn't hold back, rolled his eyes again, and said expressionlessly:

"……you think too much."

Soon, other players gathered towards the box one after another. After passing the cards for a while, they basically understood the rules of the game.

The players lined up in a row and pulled out their own identity cards from the box one by one.

Ge Xiu also touched one out.

Before he could take a closer look at what was written on the sign in his hand, he only heard the familiar mechanical female voice above his head:

"Welcome everyone to the large-scale real-life escape game."

The tall and cold brass-colored door opened slowly in front of everyone's eyes, the old shaft made a heavy and hoarse "squeak" sound, and the two iron doors slid towards the two sides - the player and the tall villa were suddenly opened again. There is no barrier, only the eerie huge building stands quietly in the darkness.

"Now, the game officially begins."

The lingering sound of the female voice disappeared into the air, and the dungeon once again fell into a deathly silence.

The players all looked at each other.

One of the newcomers hesitated and asked, "Now... what should we do?"

Another senior person replied without much hesitation: "Let's go in first."

After all, when the game starts, the longer you stay outside, the greater the danger.

This has become an established rule.

The other players reached an agreement without hesitation, and all plans should be made after entering the villa first.

Gexiu followed the flow of people to the villa.

That player found the right opportunity and came over, but just as he opened his mouth, the young man in front of him passed him without looking sideways. Walking through the door, the player's face froze slightly, and he froze in place in bewilderment.

After walking a few steps, Gexiu suddenly felt a cold touch on his wrist, as if an invisible hand was gathered there, and the fingertips of the other party gently and cheerfully rubbed the back of his hand, even if he didn't say a word, It also inexplicably revealed a little childish joy.

He glanced lazily at the air beside him:

"Satisfied?"

After a few seconds.

"Ah."

The other party's voice was deep and low, and although the answer was as short as one word, the slightly rising ending did not conceal a pleasant atmosphere.