The world doesn't fit me

"Jealous?" Me too.

The decoration of the secret room is completely different from that of the hall.

Lu Chen looked around for a rough look.The room is low, and he can touch the roof just by tiptoeing and stretching out his hands. If he was a roommate, he would probably have to bow his head.

There was a small bed in the corner of the room, the quilt was lying on the bed in a mess, and there was a wooden bedside table next to the bed, which was about the height of his knees, and the dusty phone was placed alone in the center.Opposite the bed is a closed wardrobe, and the corners of the wood have been severely damp and have begun to rot.

A full-length mirror was mounted on the wall opposite them, covering half of the room.

The windows were closed, and there was only one crumbling lamp, emitting a khaki-yellow light, which easily reminded people of sickness, decay, withering, emptiness, poverty and other words with bad connotations.

The whole room was dark and oppressive, making Lu Chen feel that if he didn't go out quickly, he would suffocate to death here sooner or later.

Lu Chen put his hands on the bulge by the window, and there was a small square hole in the middle. He found it inexplicably familiar, and thought that it should be used to hang something.

"How long is the stipulated time?" Wei Chengchao asked when he was lost in thought.

Although he had a confrontation with Fu Yanchuan and He Zhenming, he had no prejudice against the two unfamiliar people around him. He had to hurry up and go out to meet his little boyfriend, so he had to restrain his meanness as much as possible.

Wei Chengchao stood beside the bed with his hands in his trouser pockets, his shoulders slackened, and he looked a little lazy. He cleaned up his ruffian air very cleanly, as if he was deliberately trying to be handsome.

Lu Chen smacked his lips, not particularly happy.

Cheng Yixiao didn't stop what he was doing, and replied: "One hour, the overall difficulty is not high."

He lifted the quilt, and the sudden bloodstains broke into the sight of the three.The blood has dried, and it is a layered dark red.

"Grass." Lu Chen just glanced at it, subconsciously covered his mouth and turned around. He sniffed and found that there was no smell of blood in the air, so he calmed down and looked back quietly.

Cheng Yixiao leaned over and twisted it with his fingertips, brought it to the tip of his nose, and comforted Lu Chen with a relieved smile: "Acrylic should be used to imitate blood stains."

After confirming that it was indeed not blood, he turned back completely and continued to observe.

Lu Chen's gaze stayed on the bed for a moment, and he frowned: "The position of this "blood" is a bit subtle. "

The area of ​​the bloodstain was not large, and it was right in the middle of the bed. If it was accidentally touched by the owner of the room, it shouldn't be in this position. It was more like the section from the navel to the root of the thigh.

Lu Chen continued: "And do you think this bed is a bit small? It's like a child sleeping, at most a junior high school student."

In this way, both of them reacted, and they immediately thought of a bad thing at the same time.

The three looked at each other.

Lu Chen smiled wryly: "Don't." After he finished speaking, he couldn't laugh anymore, and his face was very ugly.

"You guessed right." Cheng Yixiao said in a firm tone.

Hearing that Wei Chengchao didn't express his point of view, he just took a deep look at the two of them, and when his eyes swept over the latter, he seemed a little disgusted, but the speed was so fast that it was hard to detect.

The atmosphere became slightly heavy because of this discovery, and they started their search on their own, until Wei Chengchao suddenly said: "This is acanthus leaf."

"Ah?" Lu Chen was stunned by his thoughtless words, "What leaf?"

"Acanthus." Cheng Yixiao looked down and answered at the same time: "It grows on the Mediterranean coast in southern Europe. It is a low-growing perennial herb. It has beautiful zigzag leaves and elegant posture, so it was used by ancient Greek artists. and artisans are widely used in the decorative arts."

Wei Chengchao: "From Byzantine style, Gothic style to Renaissance style, acanthus leaves are almost the most common decorative theme in all Western-style art."

The two chatted, and Lu Chen listened in a daze, lamenting the two's erudition while grasping key words.

He followed Wei Chengchao's gaze: "You mean the metal pattern carved on the back of the bed?"

"Yes, it symbolizes rebirth and resurrection." Wei Chengchao took his hand out of his pocket, stroked along the lines on the bed, stopped at one place and frowned.

"What does this have to do with the Chamber of Secrets?"

After all, not everyone can see this thing, if you can't see it, why can't you get out?Wouldn't it be the end of him if he met a short-sighted person like him?

"It shouldn't matter much." He groped the depression repeatedly with his fingers, his eyes darkened and he smiled secretly, "But it's not a loss to be able to see it. Maybe we can dig out some background stories along the way. "

"Found it!" Cheng Yixiao half knelt on the ground and raised his voice.

Lu Chen walked over and asked, "What?"

"Plug." He pulled out the wire connected to the phone from the back of the bedside table, walked to the window where Lu Chen had been observing before hanging it up, and pushed the plug into the hole before hanging it up.

Almost as soon as it was hung up, ear-piercing screams and cries squeezed into this small "bedroom", and Lu Chen immediately covered his ears.

Wei Chengchao gritted his teeth, took a breath, and was still in the mood to joke: "This voice is really loud."

As soon as the words fell, the deafening voice stopped abruptly, replaced by a greasy and wretched smile of a middle-aged uncle.

He said, "My baby, did you sleep well today?"

The three of them instantly got goosebumps all over their bodies, showing their resistance from the inside out, their toes were about to scratch the soles of their shoes, and they gave a thumbs up for the realistic and soulful dubbing of this secret room.

Cheng Yixiao turned to look at them, hesitantly said: "It was the cry of a little boy just now."

"I heard." Lu Chen nodded in response.

This further proved that Lu Chen's previous conjecture should be correct.

Maybe it was because his little boyfriend was about the same age as the boy who just screamed, Wei Chengchao was inexplicably upset, and even started to get impatient with searching for things.

"Speaking of which, there is one thing that I found very strange from the beginning..." Lu Chen said carefully, "Did you find that there is no door in this room?"

Everyone paused, then turned their heads and quickly scanned the room, and found that it was indeed the case.

no door? !Then how to get out? ?

A huge question occupied the thoughts of the three of them.

"Ding--"

The phone that was just hung up suddenly rang, and Cheng Yixiao connected it directly without even thinking about it. After observing for a few seconds, he found the speakerphone.

The sound of electric current came from their ears, like a string of ants crawling into their ears, making their scalps numb.

"We... hello?"

The voice on the other side was intermittent, and it sounded like the signal was not very good.

The landline blurred the person's voice, Lu Chen thought for a while before realizing whose voice it was, he opened his mouth to respond hastily.

Wei Chengchao was one step ahead of him, and almost blurted out a rhetorical question: "Yan Chuan?"

Lu Chen: "..." I don't know why.

There was a pause on the other side for a few seconds, and then there was the sound of footsteps and conversation. It took about ten seconds before someone picked up the phone again: "Cheng Chao?"

His voice is extremely recognizable, and he can tell that he is a teenager in the period of changing his voice.

Wei Chengchao's smile immediately bloomed: "How is your baby?"

"My side is fine, but I can't find a connection to you."

"Can't find it?" Lu Chen said in surprise.

"Yeah... we didn't see the door."

Cheng Yixiao: "You don't either?"

The faces of the three people suddenly became brilliant.

They don't even have a door there?Then how to get out?How to exchange clues?Hit the wall?

Lu Chen asked: "Is it hard-core physics decryption?"

"Pfft." Wei Chengchao laughed heartlessly, "God damn physics decryption."

Lu Chen: "..." Even more upset.

"Wait." Cheng Yi said with a smile, "Aren't we next door to you?"

The high school student on the opposite side who was also jumping in thinking immediately followed the rhythm: "So... there is no need to set up an ordinary door at all?"

Not next door? !Then how to contact?

If it's not next door, would it be possible for the two groups to solve their own problems?Faster than anyone?

What kind of ghost room escape is this?

Lu Chen rolled his eyes contemptuously, halfway through the roll, he suddenly froze, looked seriously at the ceiling that was close at hand, and then glanced at the closed windows, the heavily damp wardrobe, and the uneven and slightly raised wooden floor .

"I seem to know." He said as he stepped on his own feet, leaning over to knock on the ground to hear the sound.

Below is empty.

He said firmly: "This is the attic, we are upstairs."

In this way, the five people suddenly became enlightened.

What more doors do you need upstairs?Can only find stairs.

Because the phone has a time limit, they can only choose to hang up to avoid waste.

At this moment, the three people downstairs are still looking for clues. The combination lock next to the bookcase is still intact, and they have no clue.

Most of the escape from the secret room is to search and click blindly. Sometimes if you are lucky, you may trigger some mechanism.

They also carried out such a fluke search.

He Zhen asked: "What is the meaning of Aphrodite in the cage on the computer?"

Half of his face was immersed in the white light from the screen.

As soon as they came in, they saw a closed computer on the table. After groping for a while, they found the key and successfully opened the cabinet. The host was exposed in front of the three of them.

After turning it on, there are only these bold characters on the screen.

Fu Yanchuan glanced at it, then turned around and continued to check the bookcase: "You should only pay attention to the word "cage". "

"why?"

"The name Aphrodite is too unfamiliar. If it is really used as the key to solving the problem, it is much more convenient to directly write Venus." He took out a book and quickly read it, and then said: "The staff probably don't want to let We entangled the meaning of Venus to slow down the speed of solving the problem, so we deliberately chose this complicated and uncommon name."

He Zhen nodded with a straight face: "It makes sense."

"Venus?" The boy poked his head: "The one with the beautiful goddess?"

He Zhen turned to let him see clearly.

"However..." Fu Yanchuan put the book back in place again, "Since we all know that this is Venus, why don't we explain it?"

He Zhen: "Aphrodite represents the most sensual outlook on life, symbolizing beauty, youth and contentment."

"She has a great laugh and is so charming that even a wise man would lose his temper."

The boy paused, and then said, "She...represents Venus."

The three of them turned their heads and their eyes fell on the books on the bookcase at the same time.

As expected, the bookcases are filled with related books: "The Sad", "The Laughing Man", "Ugly Occidents: Multiple Approaches to Sensibility"

He Zhen got up and picked out a book and flipped through it. Just as he opened it, a piece of paper fell out.

- 7;

He took out two other books, each with a piece of paper with a number written on it, which should be the password if nothing else.

"But... how do ordinary people know that Aphrodite is Venus? How can they find out these books?" The boy asked after sorting out the numbers.

"It's simple."

Fu Yanchuan took out the book he was flipping through just now—"The Birth of Venus", and unfolded it to get the last piece of paper.He showed them the back of the book.

——You are my Aphrodite, your smile touches my passion, and you should bear all my sensibility and impulsive actions.

Boy: "Then... where is the cage?"

"If I'm not wrong." He Zhen raised his glasses with his fingers, then pointed upstairs, "The cage is up there."

Stepping on his last syllable, the teenager entered the complete four-digit password and pressed confirm.

There was a soft sound of "cha", and about one square meter of the ceiling began to change gradually. After a crack was opened, the whole thing fell off, and the strong rope ladder fell down.

"Uncle He, look quickly." The young man was faintly excited that he finally found the connection.

He Zhen's expression froze on the spot, as if someone gave him a merciless blow.The air pressure around him instantly cooled down, his expression was more serious than in the company, and he looked very uncomfortable.

Of course, this "villain" holding a wooden stick is the 16-year-old boy who is still struggling with homework in front of him.

Fu Yanchuan sneered at He Zhen's rigidity, then turned his head and told the boy, "Uncle He is as old as Wei Chengchao."

The meaning in the words was very clear, and the boy could understand it naturally. He bowed his head and said in a low voice, "Holding...Sorry, I'm so excited."

"Forget it, if Wei Chengchao sees you talking to me like that, I'll probably get beaten up."

The boy's face turned red, He Zhen lowered his head and glanced casually, and was impressed by the way he wanted to bury his face in his chest.

Is this kid a freshly ripe peach essence?

he thought...

Fu Yanchuan had no time to think about other things, he looked up at the rope ladder extending to the ground and asked the boy, "Can you go up?"

"me?"

"Well, your figure is more suitable."

He looked thin and small, and it should be easier to climb a ladder.

The young man held the rope to test its strength, the hemp rope was a bit cut, and he felt his hands were scratched after he climbed a few steps.

"Huh?" The boy climbed to the top and poked his head out.

He Zhen asked: "What's wrong?"

"Black, no one."

How could there be no one?

He freed one hand to touch it again, and felt that he had touched something. The young man touched its outline suspiciously, retracted his hand, sniffed it, lowered his eyebrows and said to them, "But there are iron cages and iron chains."

"It looks like a cage." Fu Yanchuan nodded.

"Squeak-"

There was light in the boy's field of vision, a faint light broke into the dark space, and the iron cage cast white spots on his hands.

He raised his eyelids, and the person in front of him looked familiar.

Lu Chen smiled: "I found it."

Wei Cheng glanced at his little friend from the corner of his eye. Lu Chen blocked the boy's face, but it didn't prevent him from seeing it.

He stepped forward and grabbed the back of Lu Chen's neck and pulled him back. He leaned towards the young man alone, held his face through the iron railing and brought him forward, kissing the crushed light on his forehead.

Wei Chengchao paused: "Why is your face so red?"

"No……"

"What's wrong with your hand?" He spread the boy's palm and saw the glaring red mark, Wei Cheng shouted angrily: "What did you two old men do to my baby?"

Fu Yanchuan and He Zhen downstairs: "..."

"How old can you bully a child?"

"It's not like being single for a long time to spy on—"

"Oh, don't say it..." The young man wanted to pull back his hand but failed many times, and his face turned red in despair.

Wei Chengchao failed to fulfill his wish, and smiled extremely shamelessly: "Then you kiss me again."

"City Dynasty..."

"Fuck." Lu Chen put his left hand on the back of his neck, and cursed uncomfortably at Cheng Yixiao in a low voice.

Cheng Yixiao just smiled at this and didn't express anything.

The two downstairs stood in a row, looked up at the boy's exposed lower body, and listened to the whole process without changing expressions.

Fu Yanchuan turned his head and asked, "Are you jealous?"

He Zhen gritted his teeth: "Jealous."

He turned his head back when he got the answer.

Me too.Fu Yanchuan thought to himself.

The author says:

Fu Yanchuan & He Zhen: Comparing people to others makes you mad!