He glanced sideways at Feng Jiu Mei, his thin lips slightly parted: "Next time we play a game, don't let me."
Feng Jiu Mei chuckled softly, but did not speak again, glancing at Shen Cheng for the last time before he turned and left.
In the rain, his tall figure was lonely yet extraordinarily elegant.
It wasn't until his figure had disappeared from sight that Shen Cheng realized something and immediately opened all the doors of the remaining six rooms.
She was suddenly stunned.
Because these rooms were not like what Feng Jiu Mei had said, where entering would cause one to sink into the water, and none of them were life-threatening.
That is to say, this game was meant to be played but could not be lost.
No matter how many times one chose wrongly, no one would die.
Why?
Shi Yu wrapped his arm around her shoulder, pulled her into his embrace, and Shen Cheng looked up to ask him, "Who is he to you?"
She finally realized it.
