The Midnight Owl

Chi Yingxue's deepest nightmare is at home.

The four partners suddenly hesitated.

Hidden here is Xiaoxue's greatest fear, perhaps, the secret he least wants to be touched by others.

The man holding the car keys was the first to recover from his stupefaction, and asked further: "Are you here to find the young master?"

The prolonged doubtful ending drew Xu Wang's attention back, and hurriedly pulled out a harmless smile: "We are his friends, come to him... to play."

He gave a general answer that was almost perfunctory, and he didn't want to be happy anymore. He was very happy and enthusiastically invited them to the room behind the chessboard table: "I haven't had any friends of the young master come to play, come in and sit..."

"Hey," the man carrying the pruning shears was unhappy, his thin face pulled down and grew longer and longer, "this plate is not over yet."

Wu Sheng glanced at the chariots and cannons on the chessboard, and he knew why this one was not happy. The chess was already one-sided, and the pruning brother was sure to win.

"For you, is it important to play chess or the young master's friends? I can't tell the difference." The car key gave him a white look, then turned to look at the four of them, and said enthusiastically, "I am the driver of Mr. Chi, The surname is Zhang, that's Lao Peng, a flirt."

"Master gardener." The thin face gritted his teeth to justify himself.

The four partners don't care about his career, they care more about Mr. Chi that the driver said.

Is it Chi Zhuolin?Or...Chi Yingxue's father?

It was really impossible to judge, Chi Yingxue never mentioned the family affairs, and they only knew Chi Zhuolin about his social relationship.As for the composition of the family and the situation of the parents, they are all at a loss.

Driver Zhang didn't listen to Gardening Xu's protest at all, and opened the door directly, and invited the four people in.

Although it is an inverted room facing south and north, the room is tidy and has a lot of space. There is a set of sofas that look very comfortable, and there are fresh fruits on the coffee table.

This is a living room. It should look spacious and bright when you come here for half a day.

It's just that now, the light is as dark as outside, no, it's darker than outside, the thin moonlight shines through the window, and the brightness has been reduced a few times. You have to keep your eyes wide open to see the floor and furniture clearly, so as not to bump into each other.

"Uh, Brother Zhang," Qian Ai smiled politely at the other party, not sure if the other party could see clearly, "Can I turn on the lights in this room?"

"Oh," Brother Zhang also smiled at him, a little apologetic, "I'm afraid not, there are no lights here."

Qian Ai was stunned, suspecting that she had heard it wrong: "No lights?"

Brother Zhang nodded with a very natural expression, as if he didn't think it was a problem: "Yes, there is no light."

Xu Wang and Wu Sheng, who had just sat on the sofa, looked at each other, then Xu Wang leaned forward and asked politely: "Brother Zhang, is there no light in this room, or is everything here..."

"There are no lights in the whole house." Peng Yuanding came in, a little impatient, as if he thought he was asking endless questions.

The driver glared at him: "You've taken gunpowder, when will you change your unpopular temper."

As soon as Peng Yuanding opened his mouth, he was stunned, frustrated, decisively gave up the plan to enter the door, turned around and sat back at the chess table at the door, and played against himself!

After the driver finished talking about the gardener, he sat down on the sofa opposite the four partners, and put on a warm and hospitable smile: "Our house doesn't care about the lights. At night, it should be dark."

Xu Wangding looked at him, but didn't see any flaws.

It's not intentional to be funny or to scare people, he seems to think so from the bottom of his heart, so he smiles like an uncle next door, and every crow's feet in the corners of his eyes is full of kindness.

But the more this happens, the colder the heart becomes.

There is no one in this world who is uneasy about the lights. Even if there is such a family, when facing visitors, they should know that this is not in line with social common sense. There is no reason to say it so naturally, as casually as eating and drinking.

"Are there any guests?" A woman's voice came from the door.

The four partners raised their heads, a middle-aged auntie, plainly dressed, with a slightly fatter figure, but more cordial.

"Sister-in-law Chen, you came just in time," the driver immediately got up and said, "They are friends of the young master, please help me to say hello, and I will tell the young master."

"Okay, you can go." Aunt Chen was kind, she looked down-to-earth, and her voice sounded warm.

As the driver walked forward, Mrs. Chen started to work on her hind legs: "Wait a minute, I'll make tea."

Xu Wang wanted to say don't bother, but before he opened his mouth, Mrs. Chen had disappeared.

In the huge, dark room, there were only the four of them left, and the gardener Peng who was playing chess alone outside the half-hidden door.

"Captain, can he really find Chi Yingxue?" Kuang Jinxin asked worriedly, keeping his voice extremely low so as not to disturb the outsiders.

Xu Wang shook his head, the answer was almost without suspense: "Impossible, which level have you seen, you can hand in the test by sitting down and eating two bites of fruit."

Wu Sheng had already got up, and began to "tour" the room, inspecting everything from the furniture to the decorations carefully, not missing any corners.

Qian Ai was so upset that he reached out and picked up a piece of fruit from the fruit plate. He didn't really dare to speak, he just thought, smell the smell, wake up his mind, he must not fall into the trap.

Unexpectedly, as soon as I squeezed it, the fruit changed its shape, and it was directly sticky to my hands.

"I'll go," Qian Ai whispered, "What the hell."

Xu Wang and Kuang Jinxin approached, and the latter touched the "fruit remains" on his hand, put it under his nose and smelled it: "It seems to be... a cake."

"Old money," Xu Wang looked at the fruit plate, "Pinch one more."

Old Qian was stunned: "Why?"

Xu Wang said: "Verify to see if it's accidental or total."

Old Qian: "Why me?"

Xu Wang: "The one who flirts first takes full responsibility."

Qian Ai: "..."

In Life Without Love, classmate Qian crushed all the melons, fruits, pears and peaches on the plate. Without exception, they were all cream cakes, but they were made very realistic. The fruit is just right.

Fortunately, there were tissues beside him, Qian Ai took out several, wiped his hands, and murmured incomprehensibly: "This rich man eats weird things..."

"Come here." Suddenly, Junshi Wu called in a low voice from the corner of the room.

The three of them got up quickly and walked over.

Standing in front of a fully automatic fish tank, Wu Sheng was fascinated by the muddy water inside and the black shadows swimming in the water.

"Aren't there just a few little fish?" Qian Ai didn't know why.

A bright light hit the fish tank glass——Wu Sheng turned on his mobile phone flashlight.

"Damn..." Qian Ai couldn't say a word.

What swims in the muddy water is not fish, but many tadpoles that have just grown their hind legs. They hold their long tails and scurry in the muddy water like headless flies.

In the wall of the fish tank where the strong light was directly shining, something suddenly stuck to it.

The four partners were startled, and even Wu Sheng's hand shook. It wasn't until the light source was fixed again that they saw clearly that it was a frog.

Before they could recover from the weirdness of "raising frogs in fish tanks", the frog suddenly opened its mouth wide and swallowed all the tadpoles that were about to swim past it!

"What are you doing—" Peng Yuanding, who was sitting at the door, seemed to notice the light of the mobile phone, and shouted rudely.

Wu Sheng hurriedly turned off the phone.

Xu Wang responded accordingly: "It's okay, we dropped our things on the ground, and we have found them."

The four partners tiptoed back to the sofa, looked at each other, and remained silent for a long time.

Strange.

There is no big problem here, but it is very strange. At first glance, everything looks normal, but when you look closely, everything is weird.

"Captain," Kuang Jinxin saw the crushed "fruit" in the fruit plate again, hesitated, and said, "Xiaoxue likes to eat cakes."

"Well," Xu Wang patted his head, not only to appease his teammates, but also to calm himself, "I know."

The cake in the fruit bowl can at least confirm one thing, here is indeed a world related to Chi Yingxue.

But, why a cake disguised as fruit...

"Sorry to keep you waiting for so long." Mrs. Chen came in with tea, and politely placed a cup in front of everyone. Her movements were very gentle, just like her whole body. When people looked at her, they would not realize it. Relax.

After delivering the tea, she stood beside the sofa, her posture was very regular, and she seemed to obey orders at any time.

Xu Wang quickly said, "You sit too."

Mrs. Chen waved her hand, smiled and said, "No, I'll just stand."

Xu Wang was helpless, half joking and half teasing: "You stand still, how can we have the nerve to drink?"

After a lot of coaxing and persuasion, Mrs. Chen finally sat down. Like Driver Zhang, she had a simple and hospitable attitude, but when she looked at them, her eyes were more uncertain than that of the driver, and there was no malice. Kind of, pure...unreliable.

Xu Wang is the most sensitive to people's emotions, and he quickly grasped this point. Just as he was wondering, Mrs. Chen spoke first: "Are you really young master's friends?"

"Of course." Xu Wang smiled, trying his best to look honest and harmless.

Mrs. Chen hesitated for a moment: "I probably shouldn't say this, but the young master has never had any friends..." She looked at the four of them, her voice became softer, and she seemed to realize that the next request was a bit too much, " You said you are the young master's friend, do you have evidence?"

This question really stopped Xu Wang.

How can you prove this, my friend?You can't go back to the dark room and drag Chi Yingxue out, saying that you come and tell your aunt if we are friends.

"There is evidence." Kuang Jinxin suddenly said.

Xu Wang, Wu Sheng, and Qian Ai looked at him in unison with surprise on their faces.

Kuang Jinxin quickly took out his mobile phone, opened a photo, and handed it to Aunt Chen.

Oli can't use the phone, but it doesn't affect the viewing of the photo album.

It was a photo that Xu Wang, Wu Sheng, and Qian Ai had never seen before. It was a selfie taken by Kuang, taken in a box of a certain restaurant in Jiangsu. 50% of the whole photo was his face, and behind him, four The other partners shared the remaining 50%.

The partners at that moment obviously didn't realize that they had become the scenery in other people's selfies. Wu Sheng was still working on the "survival formula", Xu Wang was holding several pages of "death formula" with a sad face, Qian Ai was Tidying up the dishes on the dining table, hoping that the picture will look better during the live broadcast. Chi Yingxue took advantage of him not paying attention and stole a piece of Soviet-style snacks. Put it in your mouth.

At that time, they hadn't really started to break through the eighth level. Although they knew that the road ahead was dangerous, they still took half a day off from Fusheng.

In the photo, Kuang Jinxin smiled brightly, just like the weather outside the window at that time.

The middle-aged woman looked at it for a long time, and then suddenly sobbed. She hurriedly wiped her eyes with her hands, and her choked voice was full of relief and joy: "It's good to have friends, it's good to have friends..."

Hearing these words in the ears of the friends, for some reason, my heart was slightly sour.

Driver Zhang is back.

Mrs. Chen immediately got up to meet her, and Kuang Jinxin quickly put the phone back in her pocket.

Looking at the returning driver, the four partners unconsciously tensed their hearts.

The driver walked in, swept away the previous enthusiasm, his face sank like water: "Young master is sick and can't see guests, you go back."

Before Xu Wang and the others could respond, Mrs. Chen became anxious: "Is it sick? Why are you sick? I'll go and see—"

As she spoke, she was about to go out, but the driver grabbed her arm: "What are you looking at, I'm full."

The four partners were stunned. They had foreseen that it would not be so smooth, but the driver in front of them seemed to have changed suddenly, which still made people panic.

The gardener who was playing chess with himself at the door stood up, ignored the driver and Mrs. Chen who were tugging at each other, went straight in, and made a gesture of invitation to them: "Go slowly, no delivery."

Xu Wang narrowed his eyes. From the corner of his eye, the three companions had already touched the pencil case quietly. He was instantly relieved, and with a slightly raised voice, he asked the gardener, "What if we don't leave?"

The gardener clenched the pruning shears in his hand, clicked the two scissors, the sharp blade pierced the air, sharp and harsh.

"Then don't blame me for being rude."