Bundled Live Broadcast: I told you not to go too crazy!

Chapter 180 Werewolf Game (16)

In fact, the game has already been played to this point. No matter who Tan Qingwen votes for, the werewolves will win this round of Werewolf.

Tan Qingwen finally showed a substantial smile on his face, "I'm sorry, both of you. Actually, I am the real werewolf, and your identities are all real."

As soon as he finished speaking, Tan Qingwen cast his vote for Chu Huihan.

From then on, the second Werewolf game ended.

The werewolf wins.

Zong Chunyan, who already had two points, successfully left the copy.

Ding Chenglei, Lu Yanwen and Chu Huihan, who had no points left, were completely hanged on the crystal chandelier.

Under the shining of the gorgeous crystal light, a long red tongue slipped out of the mouth, the eyeballs on the face were abnormally bulging, the face was blue-gray, and he looked like a hanged ghost.

The corpse was hanging there, swaying in the wind, with its hands and feet drooping.

Yin Sheng looked at Lu Yanwen's body above his head and closed his eyes in pain.

Lost sight because of love.

Blinded by hatred, Lu Yanwen sacrificed himself first in order to avenge his lover.

After Shi Yunan sat back in his chair, he raised his hand and gently stroked his neck.

Not to mention, it feels really bad to be strangled by the rope.

Now, without looking in the mirror, he could feel a mark on his neck caused by a rope.

Qiu Shui sat opposite him, looking at him quietly without saying a word.

Shi Yunan chuckled, "What's wrong?"

Qiu Shui didn't respond and continued to look at him quietly.

"Is there a spot on my face?" Shi Yunan touched his face in confusion.

Although he has always known that his appearance is okay, it is not enough to attract the steely straight man Qiu Shui to stare at him for so long.

"Why do you want to give up?" Qiu Shui said calmly, with no emotion on his face.

This is neither blaming nor caring.

"I'm tired and don't want to play anymore," Shi Yunan spread his hands indifferently.

Qiu Shui stood up suddenly, strode around the dining table and came to Shi Yunan.

He lowered his head and looked down at Shi Yunan, his pupils were like a deep swamp, making it impossible to see his emotions clearly.

Shi Yunan didn't show any anger on his face even though he was looked down upon by him like this.

Instead, she still looked smiling, "Do you have anything to say?"

"Can you please stop cherishing your life so much?"

As soon as these words came out, Shi Yunan's smiling expression froze and his pupils shrank suddenly.

"Even if you know you won't die if you're hung up, does it feel good to be suffocated by the rope?"

Seeing that Shi Yunan didn't answer him, Qiu Shui started talking again.

He didn't understand why someone would be so careless about his own life, and would just use such a poor excuse as not wanting to play this game anymore.

"Although I have not known you for a long time, as your friend, I still hope that you can take life more seriously."

"Because even if you don't want to live, there are always people who hope you can live well."

Shi Yunan lowered his head, making it impossible to see his expression, but Qiu Shui knew that he had heard it.

Are you alive?

Shi Yunan's pupils dilated involuntarily, and he recalled the past events in his mind.

It was the day when his parents were buried, and he was guarding the mourning hall and paying homage.

"You're saying that his parents died because of him, right?"

"Isn't it? The fortune teller said that you are doomed to die and will not live past the age of 20. If you want to live to the age of 20, you have to kill your parents!"

"Didn't you calculate it when he was born? How come he has been raised to this size?"

"Hey, isn't it true that this couple has only had this one child for so long? They wanted to have another one later, but I heard that it was this unlucky star who secretly prevented them from having one."

"Oh my god, a child is so bad! What's the point of living? It's better to die. He has killed his parents and his brothers and sisters."

Shi Yunan was wearing a funeral shroud, kneeling on the ground with his back straight, staring expressionlessly at the gray photo of his parents with smiles on the table.

The whispering behind one’s back, no, it shouldn’t be called whispering anymore.

Because the relatives were already talking to him without any reservations, they were just short of pointing fingers at him.

Born to be a star? Will you not live past the age of 20?

Maybe it’s true, Shi Yunan laughed at himself.

The day his parents died was his twentieth birthday.

So maybe, he shouldn't have lived well in this world.

It was his sin that took away his only parent.

"Did you hear me? Even without me, there will be others who want you to live well."

Qiu Shui tightly grasped Shi Yunan's shoulders with both hands, and saw that the other party had been keeping his head down and silent, and his expression was a little agitated.

His sister fell into an endless sleep. As a brother, he hoped so much that his only sister could grow up safely, happily and healthily.

Qiu Le was only fifteen years old, in the prime of his youth, but he was harmed by some villain.

If he knew, he would make that person pay a heavy price.

Qiu Shui's hands were shaking a little, and Shi Yunan finally raised his eyes to look at him, meeting his gaze directly.

"I understand," he nodded obediently, as if he really understood Qiu Shui's words.

Qiu Shui breathed a sigh of relief, let go of the hand that was tightly holding his shoulders, and walked back to his original position.

Silipu looked at the scene in front of him with a smile on his face. The beautiful rose had returned to his pocket again without him noticing.

"Oh dear guests, it's great to see you again"

Now there are only eight people left who have one point.

These eight people are about to engage in the final werewolf game, who will win or lose?

Who will finally reap the fruits of victory? We will have to wait and see.

After having dinner and taking a shower during the day, Shi Yunan dried his hair half-dry and sat at the table in the room.

He tilted his head to look at the huge floor-to-ceiling window. The scenery outside was beautiful, and the breeze gently blew up the white gauze curtains beside the window.

There were a few clear bird calls outside. Shi Yunan had been in this posture for a long time, with a dazed look on his face.

: Hey, wife, what's wrong? You seem to be in a bad mood.

: Maybe the words of the handsome guy with high ponytail just now woke him up

: To be honest, when I saw my wife being hung up by the rope, I was really scared. I was so afraid that my wife would never come back from this dungeon.

: Who isn't like this? I cried when I saw it. Honey, please don't die! Don't give up on yourself

: Don’t punish yourself with other people’s mistakes, you are the best wife!

……

The barrage of comments surged wildly, Shi Yunan's eyelashes trembled, and his dazed gaze gradually focused on the comments.

They were all to persuade him not to give up on his life and to try his best to survive and get out of the copy.