Night Companion, The End, Her Story.

Chi Xiaochi is carried to bed.

After being sick, he unexpectedly did not make any fuss, and did not talk nonsense. He found a quilt and lifted it up, then went inside, and tucked himself in tightly. When Gan Yu brought him hot water, he drank it obediently from Gan Yu's hand, and in the meantime, he put his cold hand on the back of Gan Yu's hand to keep warm.

Gan Tang borrowed medical alcohol from the NPC and prepared to rub Chi Xiaochi's body.

Yuan Benshan: "...... "Why are you guys so skillful.

The siblings' behavior makes Yuan Benshan's boyfriend superfluous.

So as Gan Tang dipped the towel into the alcohol, he offered to help, saying he was a professional.

Gan Tang politely declined, "I graduated from nursing school."

The implication is, I'm a better professional than you, so get outta here.

Yuan Benshan: "......"

Xi Lou: "......" There's already a martial arts program in nursing school?

Gan Tang gave a relatively plausible explanation, "These days there are more medical malpractice."

Xi Lou thought, now the hospital is really merciless to the medical trouble in the autumn wind sweeping down the leaves.

Yuan Benshan had no choice but to step aside.

Gan Tang scooped Chi Xiaochi out from under the covers, lifted his long, slightly curly hair, and pinned it behind his ear for fear that the ends would tickle him.

At first, Chi Xiaochi was cold and slightly resistant to getting out of his blanket, but after Gan Tang whispered in his ear he calmed down and stretched his neck out for her to apply.

He was a little overwhelmed by the alcohol rubbed into his thighs, but he grunted in an airy tone, his face buried in Gan Tang's soft, fluffy arms and rubbing them together.

...... is very well kept and well behaved.

After the physical cool-down, Yuan Benshan offered to share a room with the four of them.

He was not blind, Gan Yu's covetousness for Song Chunyang was almost out in the open, and he couldn't possibly feel comfortable handing Song Chunyang over to him.

Beyond that, Yuan Benshan has a bit of a secret concern.

Song Chunyang is so simple-minded, there's no guarantee that he won't tell the Gan siblings about the Eye of the Underworld exchange, and what if they stop Chunyang when they find out?

It follows that most of those who do everything possible to keep their subjects from contacting the outside world and new friends, and who only want their subjects to attach themselves to them, have as their main purpose the fear that the other person will find out through comparison that he or she is a fool.

But Yuan Benshan has a little hidden pride in his heart.

So what if Gan Yu takes great pains with Chunyang, he's still willing to keep his eyes to himself.

Gan Yu had been reflecting on Chi Xiaochi's sickness and whether it was because he had turned the air conditioning down too low last night, and was not in a very good mood thinking about it, but the tone of his reply to the sand sculpture's request for sand sculpture was still gentle and elegant, "Okay. I'll bunk with you, and the sick man and woman will sleep in the bed, is that okay."

Yuan Benshan accepted without question.

He had no idea that in the dead of night, someone who had promised to sleep on the floor with him had grandly groped his way into Chi Xiaochi's bed.

Gan Yu touched his forehead and found that the heat had receded a bit, so he took a cotton swab and moistened his somewhat dry and cracked lips.

A little bit of coolness let Chi Xiaochi slightly opened his eyes, one eye amber, one eye turquoise blue, in which the water mist swirls, look moving very much.

Gan Yu, or 061, followed his example, tilting his head and squinting at him with a soft heart.

After looking at each other for a while, Chi Xiaochi opened his arms and hugged him regardless.

061 was a bit confused by the hug and let out a puzzled "hmmm", "Chunyang?"

...... He still can't call Chi Xiaochi by his first name.

The fresh scent of alcohol was delivered along with the rolling skin temperature, slightly calling 061 to tears.

Even though I'm the one being hugged, it's not really good to be this defenseless.

In order to cool down, Chi Xiaochi only wore a pair of thin white boxers, and seeing that even those legs were about to wrap up along with his body, 061 raised his hand and pressed down on his knees, and was seriously thinking about whether or not to take this disobedient person and tie him up with a rope under the quilt, when he breathed out hot air shallowly in his ear, "... ...Mr. Six?"

Chi Xiaochi is in the midst of a half-dreaming, half-awake city, dazed and confused, with one foot in reality and the other in dreamland, until his limbs are wrapped around a definite person and he gradually comes to his senses.

Yet he still couldn't tell the line between reality and falsehood, so he chose to believe it was a dream.

Because in dreams, he doesn't need to restrain the feelings of his heart and can live with impunity.

He dimmed his eyes and inquired in a low voice, "Mr. Six, Mr. Six, are you Lou."

"I'm not."

...... asshole confidentiality mechanism.

"That's good." Chi Xiaochi actually breathed a sigh of relief and said with a big tongue, "You mustn't be."

061 paused for a moment, cupping her hands to his cheeks, her long and calloused index fingers stroking his brow in a not-so-gentle and restrained guiding motion and tone.

"Why?"

"I ......" Chi Xiaochi replied in a small whisper, her eyes half-open, confused by the voice, "I've changed too much."

061 froze, and the movement of his fingers tracing his eyebrows stopped.

Chi Xiaochi has done everything that ...... should or should not have done.

Smoking, drinking, hooliganism, selling rascals.

Chi Xiaochi was actually quite regretful after suspecting 061's identity.

If I had known he was Lou, I would have at least behaved and been more reserved in front of him.

He tried his best to argue his case, "Lou, I wasn't like this before, really."

He doesn't know when he stopped acting like the Chi Xiaochi he used to be, he just felt that slowly everything changed, he was no longer the same person who was held in the palm of Lou Ying's hand.

Chi Xiaochi wanted to continue explaining, but she was subdued by a pair of lips that Xu closed in.

061 didn't kiss, but just hovered near his lips if at all, as if teasing him, placing sweet candy on the lips of a greedy man, allowing him to bite down and suck on that little bit of sweetness.

All he had to do was take a step forward.

Chi Xiaochi closed her eyes and thought, This dream is really too real.

Over the years he had dreamed countless dreams, but this was the most daring, Chi Xiaochi finally did not have to keep chasing after Lou Ying's illusory figure, only to reach out and grab a piece of dissipated clothing.

He was in his arms, and Lou answered his expectations and more than he could have imagined.

What a dream.

With this in mind, Chi Xiaochi closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

He wanted to continue this dream in earnest, who thought it would be a pillow of black sweetness.

Noticing that he had passed out again, 061 slightly regretted it.

...... was one step away from kissing his mental body.

I don't know when, 061 embraced in his arms became Chi Xiaochi's spiritual body, a head of half-length messy hair hanging down 061 arm, his eyes closed tightly, long eyelashes thick, so people can't help but want to caress and flick.

There is also a sleeping Yuan Benshan in the room, who had an intimate relationship with the temporary body.

It's so exciting to have someone else's nominal daughter-in-law in your arms, fascinatingly cheating on her.

But 061 knew exactly who he was holding.

It's Chi Xiaochi, the host he's been following for five worlds, a very charming and on the childish side ......

He dropped his head to look at the sleeping face and felt only a warmth coming from his heart.

Limited by the system, he couldn't call him by his name. And the more he couldn't, the more he longed for it.

Trying to call his name.

Wanted to hear him call his name.

This kind of fondness, this kind of longing, seems to seep out from the bones, as if it were written on the program, an unchangeable piece of data.

This data says that 061 was born to love Chi Xiaochi.

061 embraced Chi Xiaochi tightly, using his own body heat to gradually bring Chi Xiaochi's hot body temperature back on track.

The next morning, Chi Xiaochi, who sleeps alone in a bed, has lost his heat.

He moved his arms and legs and realized that apart from some dizziness, there was no other discomfort, so he couldn't help but tsk, "Song Chunyang's body is fine."

Xi Lou: "Meh."

Chi Xiaochi vaguely remembers who she fell on when she fainted last night, and selectively ignores Yuan Benshan on the floor: "Dr. Gan's medical skills are quite powerful."

Xi Lou: Yes, it's quite powerful in all aspects, especially in prying, this next door Lao Gan is a masterpiece.

Xi Lou, who had witnessed the scene last night, had long since seen it all.

Very well, one by one, two by two, to the pack pile, all old rascals.

Fortunately, he remembered that Chunyang had told himself that he didn't like those too much older than him.

Xi Lou calculated, Gan Yu is an attending physician, although the face looks quite young, but according to the seniority projection, at least thirty-four or thirty-five years old.

Xi Lou has heard that in the medical profession, the workload is high and the hair volume is low. Don't look at Gan Yu's thick hair, but in two years' time, his hairline will be at least five centimeters back.

He let out a long breath of relief at the thought.

It had to be said that after a night of spiritually victorious mental construction, Xi Lou's heart was already like water.

Chunyang, he's good at everything, but he doesn't have a good eye for people.

When he has a body, he will definitely be the first to come to Song Chunyang's side and ring up this guy who got glaucoma at a young age.

The first to visit Chi Xiaochi early in the morning were "Guan Qiaoqiao" and "Liao Wu".

...... This is a weird combination of two "people".

"Liao Wu" has swept away last night's madness, his expression is softer, cleaned up smartly, even combed the pigtails, the cracked head has been repaired, and even put a little bit of make-up on his face, which looks like the same as the old him.

It seems that "Guan Qiaoqiao" has another "actor" to accompany it.

Chi Xiaochi remembers seeing a picture of a woman sitting at a sewing machine, eyes downcast, props at her fingertips, carefully mending a broken drum.

...... Chi Xiaochi swears he'll never think twice about how Liao Wu's tattered head got patched up.

"Guan Qiaoqiao was very concerned and asked Chi Xiaochi why she had suddenly fallen ill.

Chi Xiaochi pulls back from "Liao Wu" and smiles, saying in a joking tone, "Why do you care so much about me?"

Yuan Benshan, who was on the side, had a look of having eaten a fly when he heard that.

The female ghost wishes him well, which means she uses them as props, doesn't want the props to be damaged, and wants them to finish the scene with her quickly.

Who would have thought, "Guan Qiaoqiao" actually slightly red face, frankly said: "Because ...... you are very good. The actual movie is actually a great deal better than the actual movie, and it's also a great deal better than the actual movie.

After the movie, "Guan Qiaoqiao" doesn't look like a female ghost at all, she is shy and gentle, just like a real living person.

Chi Xiaochi's attitude was gentle, "I'm fine, much better already. I can still accompany you in the play today."

"Guan Qiaoqiao" smiled brightly, revealing two small tiger teeth.

When Liao Wu's companions saw Liao Wu "alive", they were first shocked, then saddened, and gradually became numb.

Malice, an amalgamation of many negative emotions, is stripped of doubt, anger, hatred, and despair, and can unleash unimaginable energy in extreme circumstances.

Human nature is gray; it is complex, varied, obscure, and all-encompassing; however, when faced with an existential threat, human nature returns to its original desire.

Don't die, live.

The anger of Liao Wu's companions is real, the pain is real, but so is the desire to live.

Without the dagger, they lost the capital to fight for their lives, so they had to listen to Chi Xiaochi's words of truth and falsehood, and acted with fear and trembling, hoping that the "deadness" in their bodies would diminish a little.

The deaths of their companions still make them hate "Guan Qiaoqiao", and their malice may grow in the dead of night, but it will disappear when they see the faces of "Guan Qiaoqiao" and "Liao Wu" the next day. But when they see the faces of "Guan Qiaoqiao" and "Liao Wu" the next day, the malice will disappear.

For no other reason than they still want to live.

Originally Chi Xiaochi had worried that the ghost might have indicators of murder, but as time went on, Chi Xiaochi realized that she had been so addicted to acting that she couldn't help herself.

It's better to kill someone than to act.

She was willing to pull out her heart and be nice to people as long as they weren't hostile and murderous.

Her malice, as always, would only be returned to those with malice in their hearts; she was a mirror that only shone out the dirtiest part of a person's heart and bounced back a hundred times over.

But Gan Yu doesn't think they're just lucky to be unscathed this second half of the season.

The system gives "out of the drama" this prompt, but blunt, is the literal meaning, good shooting, do not think about anything.

Yet the tragic deaths of two people in a row couldn't possibly keep them from thinking about it more.

If Chi Xiaochi had not been able to hold his ground that day, or if he had not thought to take the Broken Dagger from them in advance, what would have happened next would have been entirely predictable.

--Tan Yue, the ponytailed woman, will continue to plot to kill "Guan Qiaoqiao", and she will no doubt be the next victim.

-- Tan Yue's death will cause even more turmoil in the team, directly affecting the filming schedule, and when the filming schedule is blocked, even the slightest hint of dissatisfaction from "Guan Qiaoqiao" will deepen the rift in the hearts of the task force, worrying about whether they will be "out of the movie" and whether they will be targeted by "Guan Qiaoqiao" next. The next thing you need to worry about is whether or not you'll be "out of the picture" or if you'll be the next target of "Guan Qiaoqiao".

--At this rate, they would either become more determined to kill her or have a nervous breakdown.

--even in cases of extreme fear, certain people will turn the tables and cause infighting.

Advancing step by step will only lead to a vicious circle.

In the end, they will collectively die of their own fears, doubts and insecurities.

All in all, if it wasn't for Xiaochi, they wouldn't have gotten through this eighth world so well.

To take it a step further, Chi Xiaochi is the most awesome and won't accept any rebuttals.

The mission was accomplished exceedingly well.

Half a month will pass before the scene is finished, but they are already leaving.

On the night of their departure, the crew happened to get together for dinner.

The food was scrumptious and there was a mahogany branch barbecue. The lamb is skewered on the branch, gradually secreting golden grease, forming a natural crispy crust on the outside of the meat, which wraps the fresh lamb properly and ensures that the meat juices do not spill out. When the lamb is cooked, red chili peppers are sprinkled on top, arousing the cravings and stomach acid of those who love spicy food.

The mission was near, and everyone, one by one, was returning to their homes and savoring the delicacy.

...... Chi Xiaochi and the Gan siblings, who were busy grilling for Chi Xiaochi, are the exceptions.

"Guan Qiaoqiao" drank some wine. She is a poor drinker, half a glass of wine, crooked in the chaise lounge next to Chi Xiaochi, confused.

Seeing that she was holding a bottle of mineral water in her hand, Chi Xiaochi intended to bring it to her so that she could rinse her mouth.

Who wants her to die and hold the mineral water bottle in her hands, "Don t touch this bottle ...... I can t afford to drink it."

Chi Xiaochi, who was already well acquainted with her, couldn't help but laugh, "You poured the divine water in?"

"Guan Qiaoqiao" also laughed.

She winked, playfully, "It's more expensive than fairy water."

They jerked off and talked a lot.

Later, with her heart open, she told Chi Xiaochi a story.

There used to be an art school student who hadn't even graduated from college yet, from a mediocre family, but she had a dream of acting since she was a child.

It's not because she likes the world of flowers and pretty clothes, it's because she likes to figure out and feel different things about life.

She had gotten a good Gao Kao score and passed the independent enrollment to go to some school for undergraduate law school, but she chose to go into the acting school where she had taken her art exam six months ago.

After joining the school, she has been running in various theater sets, eating ten-dollar boxed lunches outside at several degrees below zero, wrapped in a military coat, and still enjoying herself.

She believed that she would be favored by fate for working so hard.

One day, she is suddenly chosen by a director she once worked with to play a female ghost in a horror movie.

She read the script and immediately said yes.

She loved the story so much she was willing to play it even if it was a ghost.

However, after she entered the group, she learned that the actor who played the male lead was stuffed by the investor, a famous flamboyant young man who made a living in the entertainment industry by his face and father.

He thought the script was too pretentious, acted it out, and said he wanted to change it.

She approached the director and begged him not to change the book.

But no one listened to her.

The movie gradually becomes faceless, going from a literary horror movie reflecting on school violence to a third-rate trash movie that couldn't be more cheesy.

Knowing that she was a small person, she had to keep putting up with it and try to stay as far away from that male lead as she could in private.

Who would have thought that her reluctant detachment would have aroused the male lead's interest, and he began to talk dirty to her, hooking up with her, and, later, intensifying his efforts by knocking on the door of her room in the middle of the night.

She hid in her room, plugging her ears with a pillow, thinking, Hurry up and finish filming, she can leave when she's done.

However, no one expected that the male lead, who was begging for her, would get real in that rape scene.

She almost went mad when she was stabbed, kicking and biting in desperation, but how could a girl's strength struggle against a man's?

Countless cameras were trained on her, like cold eyes, from all directions, watching her in silence.

They just watch, and the people behind the camera watch her.

No one came to her rescue.

The director and assistant director bowed their heads and didn't drink, just assuming that he was too deep into the drama.

From time to time, the staff at the scene let out faint gasps and whispered questions of "this is an act, isn't it?

The abuse went on for a good five minutes and she passed out.

When she woke up again, she had been sent back to her room, and the hero was proudly sitting next to her, asking to be his girlfriend, and that he would be "responsible" for her.

She went into a complete frenzy, chased and assaulted him, and said she was going to expose everything.

By the time she realized something was wrong, the drunken hero had strangled her with a ripped curtain and hung her from the chandelier.

She died, and the official release was given as an accident.

She wanted to tell everyone that she wasn't suicidal.

So, on the day of the kill, she came to the hero, but no one else could see her, and could only get a shot of the hero, who was frantically running around, pooping and drowning in unison, and his panicked, crashing off the diving platform.

She cried as she watched his head fall in pieces.

She was then pushed into this secret realm by a force.

It was an alien realm very different from her original world, with only ghosts and no living people.

She wasn't an earthbound spirit, so she traveled a lot, took a lot of pictures, and came back here, washed them out, hung them on the wall, and occasionally she became a character in them, savoring the different joys and sorrows.

But she's always had a desire to finish the movie that was so altered back then.

"Guan Qiaoqiao," or, rather, she, with a look of incomparable tenderness and a flood of water in her drunken eyes.

"They're not nice to me." She looked at the other taskmasters sitting away from her and turned to Chi Xiaochi with a somewhat innocent and blushing look, "You're nice to me, you're good, and you screwed my water bottle."

Chi Xiaochi looked down before it dawned on her where the bottle of water in her hand had come from.

It was a bottle of water that Chi Xiaochi had wrung for her, and she held it in her hands as if she were nursing a fragile and sensitive heart.

...... She is a ghost and a human being.

Song Chunyang had been killed by her, and perhaps she used his body after his death.

Because after Song Chunyang was robbed of his eyes, the malice in his heart bred from hatred and despair far exceeded that of Guan Qiaoqiao and Yuan Benshan.

Now Chi Xiaochi is using Song Chunyang's body, sitting side by side with her, being honest with her, and asking for what she wants, so it has to be fate.

Chi Xiaochi sidled up to her and whispered something long into her ear.

She was stunned and nodded with a complicated expression.

Chi Xiaochi slipped something into her hand and nodded to her sincerely.

"Guan Qiaoqiao" hid something in his sleeve and smiled gently.

In the next instant, the air in front of Chi Xiaochi was distorted.

The half-month time limit had come and gone, and they returned to the ancient castle.