I Struggled To Survive In the Girl Group

Yizhuo opened the umbrella,

Circle a small safe area in the rain screen.

"gone."

She greeted those around her.

Wen Ling walked under the umbrella, smiled at her, and naturally kept a short distance from her.

It's like this again, obviously just now...

Wen Ling in front of the camera,

Do not,

It is that as long as there is someone else, it will automatically keep a distance from her,

as if those things never happened,

They are just teammates who have just formed a group.

Yi Zhuo's eyes darkened, and he shook the arm holding the umbrella.

"Hold me."

Wen Ling's footsteps stopped,

Looking sideways, there was a hint of confusion in the clear eyes,

But he did so without asking why.

Maybe it's because I think it will be more strange to ask, or maybe it's just that I feel troublesome.

"The families we stayed in were not harmonious,

Mother Shirley is weak and has no right to speak; daughter Nancy is unexpectedly sharp,

Disobedience to discipline; of course,

The biggest problem is still with the father Cole,

he's grumpy,

There seems to be a tendency to domestic violence..."

As Wen Ling walked, he analyzed the plot in a low voice. From time to time, I joke with the people around me,

Just the right joke.

She is a competent captain. As long as she is around, there will never be a cold scene or an awkward atmosphere.

"According to Yu Tingbai and the others, the residents of the town suddenly disappeared."

Yi Zhuo also gradually entered the state, and analyzed the photos sent by her teammates with her.

The two walked along the route on the map for a while,

Suddenly, a warm orange light came into view.

The B&B in front was lit with lights, and it was very eye-catching under the gloomy sky, like some kind of deliberate call.

The two looked at each other, and invariably accelerated their pace, walking towards the direction of the light.

Yi Zhuo took the umbrella, threw it on the stone slab at the door, and knocked on the door.

There was a sound of small footsteps in the door, and then the door was pushed open a gap, revealing half a bright face.

A short-haired woman stood at the door with lazy eyes, as if she hadn't woken up yet. Through the neckline of the silk pajamas, you can clearly see the ambiguous red marks on her neck.

Wen Ling subconsciously touched the neck.

The woman looked at her movements and suddenly laughed inexplicably.

Yi Zhuo frowned, his tone seemed unkind: "What's wrong?"

The sleeve was pulled, she knew that Wen Ling was reminding her that it was still in the process of recording, so don't be impulsive.

So she suppressed that little emotion and continued with the plot.

"We got lost..."

"Come in and talk."

The woman interrupted her words, the smile in her eyes subsided a little, and she turned sideways to give way.

The room is simple and tidy, the furniture and floor are spotless, and the lighting is a little dim. In the glass bottle on the dining table, a few white magnolia flowers were inserted, which became the only bright color among the dark colors.

The woman poured them two cups of hot water unhurriedly, placed them on the black wooden coffee table, and shouted in the direction upstairs.

"Beth, there's a guest here."

There was a soft creak from the wooden stairs, and then a beautiful woman appeared in the living room, wearing the same nightdress and her long hair in a bun.

The woman introduced: "My name is Christine, and this is Beth."

Beth smiled and sat down close to Christine. There are also faint red marks on her arms and collarbone, which are particularly eye-catching on her fair skin.

"Hello."

Yi Zhuo looked away uncomfortably.

Wen Ling smiled and said generously, "I'm sorry to disturb you and your wife by visiting so early."

"wife?"

Kristin and Beth looked at each other, then chuckled in unison.

"Not a wife."

Wen Ling was stunned, "Then..."

"It's the bed partner."

Yi Zhuo: ? ? ?

Christine shrugged, her expression disapproving.

"It's pretty common now, isn't it?"

Christine's tone was full of hints. After noticing the change in the expressions on the faces of the two people on the opposite side, she slightly curved the corners of her mouth and took the initiative to end the topic.

She stretched out a slender and fair hand and said, "I'm a psychic in this small town. It's a pleasure to meet you."

A psychic?

Sounds wicked.

Wen Ling hesitated for a moment, but still held Christine's hand out of courtesy. She intended to hold it lightly and release it, but the other party suddenly exerted force, which did not allow her to pull away successfully.

"what are you doing?"

Yi Zhuo realized that something was wrong, so he subconsciously wanted to reach out, but when he thought that the recording was still in progress, he put his fingers together and retracted them.

Fortunately, Christine quickly let go of her hand again. She looked at Wen Ling and said, "Miss, our experiences have many similarities. It's a wonderful fate."

Pretend to be a ghost.

Yi Zhuo was a little irritable. She always felt that every word of this Christine was full of hints, but she still saw blood, which made her feel uncomfortable being seen through.

"Sure enough, accomplices who keep the same secret will always unconsciously stand on the same front."

When saying this, Christine's eyes wandered, as if wanting to observe the reaction of the two.

Yi Zhuo's body froze for a moment, but Wen Ling's eyes were calm, and he didn't want to go deeper, but chose to continue the plot.

"Please tell me what happened in this town?"

However, it was already too late. As the watch screen lit up, Wen Ling's health suddenly began to flash, and then a line appeared on the screen: [Whether to use 25 health in exchange for "Christine's assistance"? 】

There are two options below: Yes, No.

Yi Zhuo's pupils shrank suddenly, she tried to stop: "Wen Ling..."

They have been very careful since their health was deducted inexplicably last night, and the two of them discussed it before they set off. Let’s explore on our own first, and don’t take the initiative to ask the residents of the town for the time being. Why does Wen Ling want to…

Moreover, it has been three days in total, and it has only been half a day. It is too risky to exchange a quarter of the HP for assistance that I don't know what it can do.

However, Wen Ling didn't hesitate and clicked "Yes" directly.

Her health suddenly dropped from 95 to 70.

【Congratulations, you have obtained "Christine's assistance". 】

[Christine's assistance: Christine, a psychic, will answer you a question and guarantee the truth of the answer. 】

[Note that "Christian's Aid" can only be exchanged once per team, and must be used within five minutes after the exchange, please use it as soon as possible. 】

Although he knew that it was all fake, Yi Zhuo couldn't help feeling very irritated when he saw "70" on the screen.

Wen Ling said: "Answer my question just now, I will use the aid."

Christine smiled: "Then you are asking the right person."

Yi Zhuo was stunned.

Wen Ling did not show any unexpected emotions. She had some research on the theory of ghosts and gods in metaphysics. According to common sense, the role of the psychic is likely to be the biggest source of information.

That's why she decided to take a gamble, betting on her adventure, in exchange for useful information.

"Go to the post office." Christine looked into her eyes. "Young people nowadays don't like to read newspapers. In fact, there are often a lot of truths recorded on them, including what you are looking for."

post office.

The two looked at each other and immediately caught the key word.

"Thank you." Wen Ling nodded calmly, and instead of going to the post office immediately, he made a new request.

She said, "It may be a little presumptuous, but I would like to visit your home."

The moment he asked this sentence, Wen Ling was ready to continue bleeding, but the watch on his wrist did not respond.

Christine shrugged, "Please."

When the two searched the room, Christine and Beth kept chatting, laughing and flirting on the sofa, not shy about having outsiders at home. The laughter floated over from a distance, mixed with the sound of the rain outside the window.

"It's nothing on the first floor." Yi Zhuo glanced at the two people who were snuggling not far away, and whispered.

Wen Ling nodded and walked to the second floor with her.

After walking through two bedrooms, they finally made a new discovery.

"what is this?"

The room in front of me was very spacious, with dozens of oil paintings hanging on the walls on all sides, neatly surrounding the room. In each painting, there is a beautiful woman, some pure and lovely, some coquettish and charming, with different faces and temperaments.

Below each painting, there is a half-person-height shelf, a bit like a museum table for displaying exhibits. The things on it were covered with a white cloth, and only the outlines could be vaguely seen.

Under the dim light of a cloudy day, the shadows on the folds of the white cloth were like strange twisted cracks, giving the whole room a gloomy coolness.

"Don't go in, wait for me at the door."

Yi Zhuo left those words and stepped into the room first.

Wen Ling knew that she was afraid that her health would be depleted too quickly, and she would be out of the game too early and there would be no shots in the later stage, so she obeyed and did not move.

Yi Zhuo first walked around the room and found no other abnormalities.

She paused in her footsteps and walked to the shelf closest to the door.

Only after she got close did she realize that what was under the white cloth seemed to be spherical.

So, this should be...

Yi Zhuo raised his hand and lifted the white cloth in front of him.

As expected, a skull appeared under the white cloth. The two eye sockets of the black hole are facing the direction of her eyes, and there is a long brown-red hair on the back of her head.

Yi Zhuo tentatively stretched out his hand and lightly touched the skull in front of him.

The screen of the watch is dark, and the health value does not change.

She breathed a sigh of relief, directly picked up the skeleton, and put it in front of her to observe.

Wen Ling also came over. She looked at the skull in Yi Zhuo's hand, and at the corresponding oil painting behind the skull. The girl in the painting smiled charmingly, with long brown-red hair curled up in a gentle bun.

The conclusion is obvious.

Wen Ling said, "Her head is here."

Yi Zhuo also guessed this. He didn't feel anything at first, but when he heard Wen Ling's words, he couldn't help but get goosebumps.

Wen Ling looked around and added rigorously, "Their heads should all be here."

Can you be a little more polite.

The corners of Yi Zhuo's mouth twitched, wanting to express his opinion, but he heard light footsteps coming from the door.

Christine appeared outside the door, she gracefully flipped her long hair, and looked over with a half-smile.

"What are you doing?"

Wen Ling didn't answer, just said, "Your hobby is very unique."

Kristin smiled, walked over slowly, and put the skeleton in Yi Zhuo's hand back to its original position. She stroked Bai Sensen's skull, her eyes were gentle, as if she was looking at her lover.

"Precious things should be collected well."

***

After coming out from Christine, Yi Zhuo always felt uncomfortable.

Not because of the creepy skeletons, but because of what Kristen said when she introduced Beth.

"This kind of thing is pretty common these days, isn't it?"

As she said that, she gave her a meaningful look.

Later, she and Wen Ling were directly described as "accomplices who keep the same secret".

As if she already knew about their relationship.

At first, Yi Zhuo even suspected that there was a hidden camera in a certain corner of the bedroom, but after thinking about it, it was impossible.

She is now a member of a popular girl group, and she is no longer the little transparent who was unknown at the time. No one dares to spy on the privacy of her and her teammates so blatantly. And this morning, she and Wen Ling...were in the bathroom, and there is no possibility of being photographed.

So why did Christine, who met for the first time, say such profound words?

Could it be that she can really be psychic?

Yi Zhuo thought about it all, and his mind was no longer on the plot.

"What are you thinking about?"

A clear voice sounded beside her, like cold spring water, which relieved her restless mood.

Wen Ling walked beside her and looked over calmly.

Yi Zhuo pursed her lips, but still said the doubts in her heart.

"What did that Kristen say about being an accomplice? It's not quite right?"

Wen Ling asked, "Do you think she is dead?"

He said it so clearly, why is this person still thinking about the plot?

Wen Ling is a smart person, it is impossible for her not to understand the meaning of Christine's words. Then there is only one reason - Wen Ling didn't take this hint to heart at all. For her, the relationship may not matter at all.

Yi Zhuo felt uneasy for a while.

She replied, "I didn't mean that."

She paused. She wanted to say "Forget it" as usual, and let this emotion go lightly, but seeing that the people around her were keeping a safe distance from her as always, she suddenly changed her mind.

Wen Ling is always like this, living in his own world, with a set of thinking system that is not quite the same as ordinary people, but can be logical and self-consistent. She is too lazy to get to know others, and is most afraid of trouble. Except for music and things in the group, her attitude towards many things is indifferent.

Intriguing, but sometimes irritating.

Wen Ling is still analyzing the plot: "Although Christine's behavior is weird, it's impossible to explain the source of those skeletons. But I feel that although Christine and Beth claim to be bed partners, there is a real relationship between them. Here I am."

Yi Zhuo asked, "Why do you say that?"

Wen Ling blinked and said, "Intuition."

Does Christine and Beth's emotional state have anything to do with the plot?

Yi Zhuo thought for a while and had no answer, so he simply put it aside and talked about another matter.

"Your HP is depleting too much, there is something to be tested later, let me come."

Wen Ling nodded.

Yi Zhuo asked her, "Have you finished analyzing the plot?"

Wen Ling said, "The analysis is over."

After Yi Zhuo listened, his eyes darkened, he suddenly reached out his hand, turned off the radio microphone on Wen Ling's chest, and then turned off his own.

Wen Ling looked up at her and asked, "What's wrong?"

At this time, they have developed a habit from the beginning of the draft. Every time this happens, the other party will say something they don't want to be recorded.

"Captain, I'm not very happy right now."

Yi Zhuo paused for a moment and said what he had been rehearsing in his heart for a long time.

"I wonder, does it matter to you too?"

Wen Ling decisively shook his head, "No."

The corners of Yizhuo's mouth curled slightly. She didn't ask the reason, because she knew that even if she did, Wen Ling would only say a few casual words to perfunctory her, such as "because you are my important teammate", "you are my partner" and so on. She didn't want to hear it.

To deal with a person like Wen Ling, being too euphemistic is easy to detour yourself, so it is better to make a straightforward appeal. If it really doesn't matter as Wen Ling said, then she naturally won't let it go.

So Yi Zhuo said, "Then say something to make me happy, okay?"

After speaking, she held her breath slightly, waiting nervously for the other person to answer.

Wen Ling didn't expect that she would suddenly not play cards according to the routine, she was stunned for two seconds, and then hesitantly said: "Then, the times you owed me before, are you writing off?"

Yi Zhuo: ...

She and Wen Ling had a tacit agreement on the bed, one person at a time, and even the order was in turn, which was very fair. However, her desire to conquer is too strong, and sometimes she breaks the rules, and she owes Wen Ling how many times.

I have to admit that this proposal is very tempting, but the captain is so good, and Yi Zhuo didn't want her to feel that she was just coveting her body, so she pretended to be reserved and didn't speak.

Wen Ling thought she was dissatisfied, and continued to add more: "Then, next time, plus next time, it's you first, how about it?"

As she spoke, she observed those beautiful long and narrow eyes, and finally caught a faint smile in them.

Yi Zhuo hid the light in his eyes and said, "These are actually..."

"Will put on your favorite underwear, the one with the bunny tail."

"...all of them are in my heart."

The author has something to say: some people are serious on the surface, but actually play a lot behind their backs.

Correct the name of the captain, she really is not lying 0! = dish =!