Rubik's Cube Seven Days Dream

None of the three dared to move. Xu Minglang looked at the devastated room. Without the protection of the surrounding walls, they were completely exposed to the cold air.

From Xu Minglang's angle, he happened to see that the ground in Ye Jiawen's room collapsed and disappeared in the distance.

Damn, there are still skills in minesweeping. The ground here disappears as soon as it disappears. There is no law at all. There is no piece of land that he dares to guarantee is absolutely safe...

Wait... Absolutely Safe...

Xu Minglang looked at the oil painting on the opposite wall. The painting could not be burned or kicked, and it couldn't be thrown out of the window. The proud appearance made people bored, but it also gave him a little ingenuity.

Since this painting is so precious, does that mean that as long as they are close to the painting, there will be no danger?

Zhou Xuerong obviously noticed this too, staring at the painting for a while, then said "I'll get the painting".

"Your location is not good, I'm close, I'll get it..."

"no!"

It was too late to say this, Xu Minglang had already jumped onto the square ground at the end of the bed, fixed his eyes on the open space one meter in front of him, coordinated his hands and feet to jump up, and repeated this three times, and finally arrived in front of the painting, without any hesitation, he took Xia Hua turned around and left, but that foot had already touched the ground, and the next second, the land was vacated and disappeared. Xu Minglang's center of gravity was in the front, and he could only feel himself falling forward slowly. There was an imageless scream, and Zhou Xuerong's expression as if he had seen a ghost.

It's strange to say that when people are facing more danger, their thinking becomes vague and they don't feel fear for a while.Until he propped his hands and feet on two pieces of ground, the rest of his body was exposed to the wind and snow. The cold cleared his mind and he could see a hundred meters above the sky clearly.

"...Brother, put all your energy into your hands, and slowly loosen your legs... Remember not to let go of your hands!" Zhou Xuerong stood on the ground that Xu Minglang was holding, The blood on his face and lips faded, he quickly wiped his wet palms on his waist, "I will hold your hand, Lago come up!"

Xu Minglang gritted his teeth tightly, knowing that he couldn't let go of this force for a second. Once he loosened his legs, his arms would definitely be unable to support his weight and the inertia would only speed up his death.

He didn't expect that there would be so many difficulties and obstacles along the way, and he saw all kinds of disgusting monsters. He didn't expect that he would be folded on a missing floor tile.

He seems to be a bit trusting.

Next to his ears was Zhou Xuerong's weeping and angry chanting, he could imagine Zhou Xuerong wiping his eyes with the back of his hand in a hurry even with his eyes closed.

Xu Minglang smiled, snowflakes floated into his mouth.He was also taken aback by this smile. When he was on the verge of death, what he thought of was not Xue Yingying's whereabouts, but Zhou Xuerong's embarrassing appearance of secretly wiping tears.

This smile made him suddenly relieved.

He still didn't believe what Zhou Xuerong said, whether he killed the homeless man or lied to him to humiliate him, he was so angry that he was dying, but it wasn't that he was angry with the other party, but that even at this point, he couldn't hate Zhou Xuerong.

No matter how unbearably sore Xu Minglang's hands and legs were, his calf cramped and hurt like lightning, he could hardly hold on any longer.

"Xiaoxue." Xu Minglang gritted his teeth.

"Remember the dream I told you about?"

"Tell me, what is true and what is false? I couldn't help but think in my dream last night, it would be great if you really grew up with me. I have protected you since I was a child, and I will never let anyone bully you."

Speaking of this, Xu Minglang couldn't squeeze any more strength, thinking that if Zhou Xuerong didn't speak, he would never be able to hear again.

But Zhou Xuerong knelt down, bowed up and wanted to get under Xu Minglang, Xu Minglang thought badly, Zhou Xuerong must be a bridge to build him up, he shouted hoarsely: "What are you going to do?"

Zhou Xuerong got down on his stomach, picked up the oil painting and put it on Xu Minglang's vacant abdomen. After a series of movements, within a second or two, Zhou Xuerong's voice was tinged with joy: "Brother, you can put your feet down now."

Needless to say, Xu Minglang couldn't hold on any longer, his hands and feet softened, his adrenaline soared, and when he thought he was about to fall to his death, he landed firmly on something.

"This painting is the only object that will not disappear from the room. Since it cannot be thrown out of the window, I was thinking that it might be able to support a person's body..." Zhou Xuerong said incoherently, "Let's not talk about this , brother, kick your legs and paddle towards me!"

Xu Minglang kicked on the floor tiles behind him, and the oil painting under his stomach seemed to be sliding on an air wall, carrying his body and sliding forward until Zhou Xuerong was able to fully use his strength to hold him.

The first thing Xu Minglang did after he stood up was to bend over to take the painting. Just as the two of them jumped onto another floor tile with their front feet, the tile they had just grabbed onto with their back feet disappeared.

Xu Minglang looked back at the huge vacancy, sweating coldly.

"Brother Lang! Brother Zhou! I'm here!"

Ye Jiawen was huddling on the table and shouting at the two of them.

Xu Minglang looked over and saw that a complete floor tile around the table was gone, only a bed and the table were separated by at least two meters.Ye Jiawen is a girl, and there is not enough space for her to run and jump. If she makes a bold leap, she may fall to her death.Seeing this, Zhou Xuerong took the oil painting, jumped onto the bed first, then put the painting in the space, and said to Ye Jiawen: "Step on the painting and come here."

Ye Jiawen hesitated: "But...but..."

"It's okay." Zhou Xuerong stepped on the oil painting, "The oil painting can float on the air and won't fall off. Don't be afraid."

Ye Jiawen swallowed her saliva. If Newton saw this scene with his own eyes, the coffin board might not be able to hold it down.

Just as she was about to take a step, Xu Minglang screamed "Zhou Xuerong be careful" from behind.

Ye Jiawen was so frightened that she withdrew her foot. Zhou Xuerong also noticed something, and stepped on the painting with her other foot. Looking back, there was only a sky high and cloudy, and slowly falling snowflakes left on the double bed.

The current scene is as absurd as a fantasy movie. The two adjacent suites now only have a roof, the table where Ye Jiawen is, the floor tiles under Xu Minglang's feet, and the oil painting that Zhou Xuerong is stepping on. Shen will miss out.

Now all three of them have one question on their minds: the next one to disappear, will it be the table under Ye Jiawen's feet, or the floor tiles under Xu Minglang's feet?

Zhou Xuerong shouted without hesitation: "There is still room for this oil painting, Brother Lang, jump over here."

Xu Minglang glanced at the trembling little girl, her position was only one step away from the oil painting, and his own was similar, as long as he jumped lightly, he could jump over it.

But he hesitated.

The sky was already bright now, and there might only be a few minutes before six o'clock, or maybe only 30 seconds left. There was no need to make a choice between him and Ye Jiawen.

"Ye Jiawen." Xu Minglang called to stop the dazed little girl, "You jump up."

"elder brother!"

"I'm fine." Xu Minglang shouted, beckoning to Ye Jiawen, signaling her to hurry up.

Ye Jiawen nodded and stepped up.Zhou Xuerong supported her, then moved to the side, forced to make another gap.

"Brother! There is still room here! Come here."

Xu Minglang aimed at the position, exerted strength on his feet, and was about to jump, but the strength on his feet suddenly loosened.

It turned out that the process of falling was so fast, he didn't even have time to see Zhou Xuerong's expression clearly, and he fell into the sky at a very fast speed.

It seemed as if a century had passed, Zhou Xuerong was stunned like a statue, Ye Jiawen also opened her eyes wide, and silent tears rolled down her face.

Zhou Xuerong came back to his senses, and jumped without any hesitation... but fell on the carpet.

Zhou Xuerong frantically grabbed the long wool on the woven carpet, and kept murmuring: "How could it be..."

The suite has returned to normal.

Ye Jiawen slowly approached the collapsed figure, comforting: "Brother Zhou, don't be sad."

A lot of words were stuck in her throat. She watched the two of them depend on each other for life and death, and escaped from death. Although she couldn't understand why Zhou Xuerong's inexplicable attachment to Xu Minglang came from, whenever she stood with these two people, she always Feeling like there is a wall around them that keeps me from fitting in.

Zhou Xuerong must be very sad.If she didn't listen to Brother Lang, let Lang dance first...

Ye Jiawen's tears were squeezed by the surging sense of guilt. She noticed the door behind her, walked slowly over to hold the door handle, and pressed down, and the door opened!

She carefully looked around, but a familiar figure scared her to close the door.

"Brother Zhou! In the corridor..." Ye Jiawen was so shocked that she couldn't organize her words, she stomped her feet anxiously, "Come with me!"

But no matter how earnestly Ye Jiawen tried to persuade him, Zhou Xuerong just knelt on the ground, his eyes dimmed, like a dead object.Even willow branches broken by frost are more alive than him.

Ye Jiawen had no choice but to see it by herself.

In the corridor covered with scarlet carpet, there was a strong smell of blood.

A body in blue and white checked cotton pajamas leaned limply against the wall, holding a gun in his hand.Where the head should have been, it looked like an egg that had been fried in a microwave oven. The upper part of the head had completely disappeared, and the bones, flesh and roots were broken. It looked like a poor-quality silicone product.

There is only one option for the identity of the corpse.

Ye Jiawen didn't understand how such a strong person like Yu Haohuai would choose to commit suicide.But none of that matters anymore.

Ye Jiawen turned to go back to the room, but suddenly noticed that Yu Haohuai's other hand was hanging by his leg, and it seemed to be clutching something.She took a closer look and saw a bunch of frizzy blond hair, one end was smooth, and the other end seemed to be ground off by a hard stone, so frizzy that she couldn't bear to look directly at it.

Is there another person here?Or a foreign woman?

Ye Jiawen looked around vigilantly, but didn't see anyone else.

At this time, the door not far away slowly opened.A figure came out like a ghost, it was Zhou Xuerong.

Ye Jiawen hurried forward, pulled him towards Yu Haohuai's body and said, "Let me tell you, there is probably someone else here..."

"It doesn't matter anymore."

Ye Jiawen was stunned by Zhou Xuerong's light words.

"......What did you say?"

Zhou Xuerong raised his head slowly, and said in an extremely sinister tone: "Can you let me, kill you?"