Grabbing a corner, taking a body, singing at midnight.

It was a peaceful night, except that Chi Xiaochi dreamed again and woke up around 3am.

Chi Xiaochi looked at the ceiling for a moment and spoke, "Ah Tone."

Xi Lou: I'm sorry, I'm deaf.

Chi Xiaochi persisted: "Ting, let's talk about three dollars."

Xi Lou: I'm sorry, Mitsuru doesn't chat either.

Until now, he hadn't been able to accept that Song Chunyang had another person inside his body.

Even though this man is as smooth as Song Chunyang, Song Chunyang is happy because of his simplicity, whereas Chi Xiaochi, even when he smiles, you can't tell if it's genuine or not.

Chi Xiaochi couldn't find anyone to talk to, so he sighed helplessly, put one hand behind his head, and turned around to look at the sleeping Gan Yu on his side.

The bed wasn't very big, so Gan Yu slept on his side, taking up only half of the bed.

Seeing this, Chi Xiaochi's heart fluttered.

This sleeping habit called to mind someone.

At that time, Chi Xiaochi often went to Lou Ying's house to stay there. Lou Ying had a good constitution and was warm in winter and cool in summer, while Chi Xiaochi, on the contrary, was cold in winter and hot in summer, and he loved to sleep next to him, which was as comfortable as rubbing against an air conditioner.

As a child, Chi Xiaochi was a dead sleeper and a bad sleeper, often kicking her own blanket and tugging on Lou Ying's when she fell asleep.

Lou Ying woke up in the middle of the night after he tossed and turned, but she didn't get angry, she let him have her own quilt, and then she went down to pick up the quilt he kicked off, patted it, and tucked it in herself.

However, one time he really went too far, Lou Ying changed the quilt with him twice, but within half an hour, he kicked the quilt off the floor with a grunt and a mumble, and then moved to grab Lou Ying's quilt.

Over and over again, Lou Ying, even with his good temper, is getting a little angry.

The next day, Chi Xiaochi woke up to find Lou Ying on a small table in the house setting out doughnuts and hoisin soup, which was made with beef and the doughnuts were from the best breakfast stand in the neighborhood, and were first-rate and crispy, and best eaten while hot.

Chi Xiaochi tried to get up in a daze, but couldn't get up after half a day's twisting.

The quilt is rolled up into a tube, and Chi Xiaochi's arms and legs are wrapped up in it as if they were dumplings, and a thin rope used for backpacks is wrapped around the quilt from end to end, and finally knotted at the waist, so that Chi Xiaochi can't move.

Chi Xiaochi is a bit confused: "Lou, Lou ......"

Lou Ying a turn around, found that his bed dumplings stuffed with puffy hair woke up, is lying on the bed blearily looking at himself, a slight smile: "hungry?"

Chi Xiaochi looks down and dutifully nods again, "Uh-huh."

Lou Ying : "Toss yourself out before you're allowed to eat breakfast."

Chi Xiaochi rolled twice and couldn't get out.

He tried to grovel to bite the knot again, but couldn't bend down.

Chi Xiaochi eyeballs turn a turn, also guessed that he turned into a spring roll of the reason, immediately softened his voice pampered: "Lou brother Lou brother."

He knew Lou Ying had the softest heart.

Sure enough, Lou Ying's eyes softened, sat back on the edge of the bed, and gently and helplessly pinched the tip of his nose, "You can't kick the covers from now on."

Chi Xiaochi promised faster than anything else, with a pleasing smile that was sweet and good: "Good."

Lou Ying knew he didn't care: "Who would dare to sleep in the same bed with you like this, and how will you get a wife in the future?"

At that time, Chi Xiaochi thought that falling in love and sleeping with his daughter-in-law were too far away from him, and that breakfast on the table was not as important as that.

He said, "Then I won't take a daughter-in-law and will follow Lou for the rest of my life."

Lou Ying laughs, "Silly talk."

With that said, he unwrapped the quilt roll and released the sweet-mouthed stuffing, and rubbed his hair again, "Go wash up. The doughnuts won't taste good when they get cold."

That said, Chi Xiaochi has never felt like a bad sleeper.

His home is small and cluttered, so his parents sleep in a double bed that allows for storage, and he bunks on the floor.

The floor is much bigger than the bed, and even if you stomped on the covers, if you feel cold, you can just reach out and pull them back, so when you wake up, except for the shifted position, Chi Xiaochi is still largely within the protection of the covers.

It wasn't until years later that he first went into the theater with a room and queen-sized bed for independent rest.

He naturally slept on it, only to be woken up in the middle of the night by the air conditioning.

He reached for the covers and realized they had all fallen to the floor.

Chi Xiaochi dropped the quilt a total of two times that night.

The next day, he managed to ask the crew for two 3-kilogram sandbags.

He rarely kicked the covers after that.

With that in mind, Chi Xiaochi reached out to test the temperature of Gan Yu's wrist.

In the mission world, it was autumn, and under the power of the autumn tiger, the room was still a bit stuffy, but Gan Yu's body was cool, so it was conceivable that it would be very comfortable if he hugged it.

Chi Xiaochi looked at the sleeping Gan Yu in front of him, and his throat actually tightened a little.

If he really is 061 incarnate, if 061 is really Lou ......

Chi Xiaochi had sworn not to give himself any more chances to be disappointed, but when it came down to it, he couldn't help it.

...... This is not good.

Chi Xiaochi put all those extra thoughts away, intending to play a card game for a while and wait for dawn.

Suddenly, he heard a faint woman's song coming down the corridor, a quivering, pinched hum, unable to make out the lyrics, but the tune was quite long and pleasant.

Chi Xiaochi shivered and subconsciously leaned in Gan Yu's direction.

The song drifted from far and near, and one could hear goosebumps running upwards.

Chi Xiaochi was determined not to die, pretending she hadn't heard him, but she couldn't help but lean in to Gan Yu's side again.

The voices were getting closer, and I wondered if they were coming this way.

Chi Xiaochi just felt her heart beating like a drum, and the thumping was enough to draw in the people singing in the hallway.

He fought to press down on his heart, hoping with all his heart that someone would hold him now so that his fear might be counteracted somewhat.

Who would have thought that the next moment, Gan Yu would reach out and wrap his arms around Chi Xiaochi's waist.

Chi Xiaochi stiffened while Gan Yu stretched his arms, his other hand wrapping intimately and naturally around his neck and pressing the back of his head, so that he nestled properly in his arms, as if he were calming a frightened cat.

Through a thin layer of pajamas, his fingers gently traced the position of Chi Xiaochi's spine.

This is a reassuring method of petting, similar to jerking a cat.

Chi Xiaochi was jacked by him a little soft, body numb as if electrified, the heart is still thinking about the middle of the night outside the song, nervous and sweaty, but did not feel guilty of nausea.

Both of them, brother and sister, had woken up at some point, only neither of them had made a sound.

Gan Tang rose noiselessly from the bed and stared silently at the doorway, a dagger already in his hand at some point, obviously a veteran by the way he held the dagger.

The singing woman shuffled her feet and approached the doorway.

The closer she gets, the more Chi Xiaochi can't help but look at the door.

Gan Yu, who had long since opened his eyes in the darkness, frowned slightly and wrote on Chi Xiaochi's back with his backhand.

He said, "Look at me. Don't be afraid."

The song drifted past Chi Xiaochi's door and did not stop.

Chi Xiaochi let out a long breath, his tense muscles relaxing a bit as he planned to get out of Gan Yu's arms.

Who would have thought that after all the tossing and turning just now, he and Gan Yu had come to the edge of the bed, and as he moved back slightly, he accidentally bumped into the empty glass that lay on the bedside table.

The glass fell straight down towards the ground.

Chi Xiaochi broke out in a cold sweat, but before he could react, Gan Yu rolled over on top of him and snatched the glass that was about to break back into his hands.

The song stopped for a split second, and the owner seemed to hear something moving, and was listening sideways to the source of the sound.

All the people in the room are holding their breath, not even daring to take a breath, Gan Yu is lying on Chi Xiaochi's body, steady as a mountain, not moving.

A few moments later, the song resumed.

It seems the woman did not notice the little commotion.

The song faded away until it dissolved into nothing.

Gan Yu, who was lying on top of Chi Xiaochi, gently put the glass back on the nightstand and got off him again, pulling the covers a little for him and whispering, "Sleep."

Gan Tang nods and lies obediently flat.

Chi Xiaochi also didn't say anything about how hard it was to fall asleep once he woke up, lying flat and closing his eyes, pretending to have fallen asleep, but the rhythm of his heartbeat was still chaotic and thumping.

After an indeterminate amount of time, guessing that both siblings had probably fallen asleep, Chi Xiaochi opened his eyes again.

Because they were so afraid of the balloon picture in their room, they made adjustments to their beds so that at least they were no longer looking directly at the picture and didn't have to see a big smiling face when they looked up when they got up for the night.

From Chi Xiaochi's point of view, one can look up and see layers and layers of tree shadows cast on the windows, and the shadows are so intermittent that it is as if one can hear the sound of branches and leaves touching each other.

But within a few moments, Chi Xiaochi choked.

A woman's face came out of the night and slowly pressed up against the window glass, peering coldly inward.

...... And this is the third floor.

Because of the extrusion, the features of the face have changed shape, flattened like a catfish, Chi Xiaochi vaguely feel that this face is somewhat familiar, but how dare you look closely, closed eyes pretending to sleep, but the shoulders can not help but start to tremble.

When that gaze was about to fall on Chi Xiaochi, Gan Yu, who was sleeping beside Chi Xiaochi, seemed to have dreamed of something and let out a muffled murmur, and then he swept his arm around Chi Xiaochi and pressed his forehead against Chi Xiaochi's cold, sweaty forehead.

The sound of shallow, long breaths on Chi Xiaochi's face was a great comfort.

Chi Xiaochi just like this against Gan Yu's forehead, not to raise his head to check, but gradually settled down, unknowingly fell asleep.

The next day, the morning light was high, and it was about seven o'clock before he reawakened.

The two men were head to head and never changed their positions.

Gan Yu's handsome eyebrows still make people's hearts flutter even when enlarged several times, not to mention the possible identity behind this face, Chi Xiaochi's thick and invulnerable face can't even hold it and shrinks back a bit.

The movement drew Gan Yu awake and he opened his eyes, smiling before he spoke, "I'm holding you again?"

Chi Xiaochi thought that the use of the word "again" was exquisite.

Gan Yu smiled gently, "Sorry, I'm a person who sleeps worse than that."

What else could Chi Xiaochi say but to believe in his evil.

As the taskmasters assembled for the crew's breakfast, they were whispering about the song they had heard last night.

And seeing Chi Xiaochi and the Gan siblings appearing at the same time, Yuan Benshan didn't look too good.

In the past two days, he has been thinking about the matter of Guan Qiaoqiao, and now that Guan Qiaoqiao has been resolved, he should really take care of his little boyfriend who doesn't know how to defend himself.

He sat down beside Chi Xiaochi and coughed lightly, "Did you hear that last night ......."

Chi Xiaochi nodded, genuinely saying, "Scared the hell out of me."

Gan Yu handed Chi Xiaochi a peeled hard-boiled egg and picked up the conversation, "Chunyang is really freaking out, eat a little bit more to calm your nerves."

Yuan Benshan looked at him, "I'm talking to Chunyang."

Gan Yu was polite, "Me too."

After these few days, who among the taskmasters present could not see that this little blind man had hooked up with two men, the one surnamed Yuan was the main court, as for the doctor, who would believe him if he said he was a colleague?

All the taskmasters expressed their sighs of relief at the fact that he could still have a harem in the task world.

Can't learn, can't learn.

Chi Xiaochi, at the center of attention, has the self-cultivation of a bimbo, drinking congee from Yuan Benshan and eating eggs peeled by Lao Gan next door, unperturbed.

Until then, Yuan Benshan had hardly ever worried that Song Chunyang would go elsewhere, but Gan Yu's presence forced him to think twice.

A little anxious, he pressed an elbow on the table and pressed closer to Chi Xiaochi, but his voice was still as gentle as he tried to restrain it, "If you're sleeping with someone else, you have to consider my mood too."

Chi Xiaochi winks, "I agreed to ally with them."

Yuan Benshan froze for a moment, his face slowly turning green, "Why didn't you discuss this with me?"

At that, he lowered his voice, "You told them about that?"

Chi Xiaochi pointed to her own eyes and similarly whispered, "You think I don't want to. They noticed my eyes were a different color as soon as they came in, they couldn't hide it."

Yuan Benshan's frown twisted into a pimple.

Indeed, Gan Yu is a colleague of Chunyang's, looking up, if he finds out the secret of Chunyang's eyes, he will either have to kill or make an alliance.

In comparison, the latter is much more cost-effective than the former.

Yuan Benshan witnessed for a few days, he could see that this Gan siblings acted calmly, they had never allied themselves with anyone, and when the pair crossed over to the eighth world, they shouldn't be any kind of soft, piggy teammates.

Thinking about it, Yuan Benshan was even a bit glad that Guan Qiaoqiao's death had made way for the two of them.

After all, the system had a rule that the maximum number of allies should not exceed four.

After making up his mind, Yuan Benshan remained disapproving, "Let's bring Qiaoqiao some food. She's our ally too, we should ask her opinion."

Gan Yu and Gan Tang looked at each other and put down their chopsticks to go with them.

Seeing the four people, who had been in a tense situation just a moment ago, walking upstairs together, the taskmasters were simply impressed by Chi Xiaochi.

Holy shit, bull.

Yuan Benshan had an idea before he went upstairs.

The door was locked, and without a spare key, they were doomed to knock on the door if they went back.

By the time Song Chunyang and the others realized something was wrong, it was too late.

The ghost should be very close to Guan Qiaoqiao, no matter what, she's dead.

It was highly likely that she had been dragged into the painting or torn to pieces and left for dead.

Even if she still died on the bed in the same form as when she left the room, her death could well be blamed on the ghostly figure.

He deliberately tied the surgical knot in a way that was opposite to his usual technique. According to Chunyang's nature, he would only be sad that his best friend had been killed by a ghost, and would not be suspicious.

In his imagination, Yuan Benshan smiled at the corners of his mouth, turned the corner of the second-floor staircase, and when he looked up, he was struck by lightning and froze in his tracks.

Guan Qiaoqiao standing on the top step of the third floor stairs, put on a set of daily makeup, also changed into clothes early, words and smiles, where there is still two days ago crazy look.

Those pictures never looked like they would have any effect on her again.

She looked at the four people underneath with different looks and said, "I'm sorry for the delay in filming the other day."

With that, she smiled brightly at Chi Xiaochi, "Chunyang, I'm coming."

Chi Xiaochi felt chills rising from the soles of his feet.

He remembered.

Yesterday night, he had felt the familiarity of the face pressed against the window looking in, but for a moment he had not thought of to whom it belonged.

Now it occurred to him that the pale, catfish-like face floating in the dark night sky was the very same face that was in front of him.

...... Is the person standing in front of their eyes still Guan Qiaoqiao.