The boy was at a fun age and liked these things and was suddenly excited: "Do we want to play one too?"

Chen Wang leaned his head up beside the pond, covered his face with a towel and didn't move for a long time. His voice was soaked in the hot spring, and he said concisely: "Get out."

Jiang Ge: "Okay."

At 7:30 pm, at the entrance of the hotel.

Meng Yingning didn't know why the Public Relations Department wanted to have such a mentally retarded event. She could obviously stay on tatami and play cards, but she had to get together at night and run outside to blow the cold wind.

Meng Yingning didn't want to go 120, and struggled ineffectively and refused. She was dragged out by Bai Jian half-dragging, which was called increasing the tacit understanding and communicating feelings. Everyone had to participate, and no one could run away.

She is cold in physique and afraid of the cold. The mountains and forests at night are shaded, and the wind blows over and makes people shake.

Meng Yingning jumped twice in a thin sweater jacket and looked at the girls in front of her who were wearing denim shorts, and immediately admired her so much that she was overwhelmed.

After waiting for about ten minutes, the people arrived. Meng Yingning squatted on the ground and rubbed his cold fingertips, listening to them talking about the rules before: "Two people are in a group, draw lots, and go from here to front. The pavilion I went to this afternoon has a number sign in the pavilion, and just take it back."

"Don't get separated from each other," Xiao Zhang raised his voice and reminded, "Don't get together with his teammates."

Meng Yingning drew a draw from behind, took a look at No. 4, walked around and found who No. 4, and finally everyone found their teammates. Meng Yingning saw Han Qiao.

Han Qiao looked at her with a note in her hand, her face not so good.

Meng Yingning went over and took a look at her number, number 4.

“…”

This is quite embarrassing.

After finding the teammates, the teams had already set off, and only the last group was left. Han Qiao rolled her eyes and walked straight forward without saying a word.

Meng Yingning wanted to cry without tears, so she put the note in her pocket and had to follow her.

It was dark very quickly in early autumn, and it was a little bright when it first came out at 7:30, and it was already dark in less than half an hour. Fortunately, this area is a tourist attraction and has been developed thoroughly, so the road surface is not too difficult to walk.

Han Qiao walked very fast and had no intention of waiting for her at all. Meng Yingning turned on the flashlight and followed behind, recalling while walking.

Have you messed with her recently?

No.

Lu Yuyan's affairs have been around for a long time. Is that a little bit of trouble still remembered?

Not necessarily.

Since it is a team building activity, can’t everyone abandon past grudges and act together in a harmonious manner?

No matter how safe the mountains and forests were, it was dangerous. The voices of other groups were getting farther and farther away as time went by. After walking for about ten minutes, Meng Yingning took the flashlight forward and looked at him, and was timid.

She stopped to come far away, endured humiliation and shouted to her: "Sister Han Qiao!"

Han Qiao didn't hear it, and her dark back seemed to have five stubborn words written - I want to leave by myself.

Meng Yingning was so devastated that she couldn't even remember it and was about to get angry. She thought to herself, aren't you fucking afraid?!

It was actually only 8:30 this time, but she was quite afraid of people walking at night, mainly because she was afraid of ghosts. She was so timid since she was a child that she was five or six years old when she watched a cartoon and was still scared by the Demon King of Pick. She had no progress in her courage when she grew up.

Sometimes when she gets busy and works overtime until 10 o'clock, she will ask the taxi to drive downstairs of the community. When she waits for the elevator, she will call Lin Jingnian or Meng's mother and chat until she enters the house.

It was pitch black all around, and the only light source was on the mobile phone flashlight. Meng Yingning didn't care about anything else and ran forward quickly. He ran too fast and tripped on a very low stairs.

Meng Yingning sprained her ankle sideways, leaned forward, and her whole body staggered for two steps. She barely stabilized and didn't fall to eat shit. A stinging pain came from her ankle bone.

Meng Yingning screamed softly in pain, squatted down and pinched the tendon that was connected to the ankle bone.

When you touch it, it makes you feel numb and painful.

She squatted on the ground with her lip, slowed down for a while, and raised her head.

The phone was placed on the ground, and the light source shone vertically upwards, and the surrounding environment was a little illuminated by the light.

The forest is deep and the trees are dense, and the rhizomes are pierced into the soil and half of them are exposed. Black and black coils are tangled and entangled.

The huge tree trunk casts shadows in the darkness, like a giant beast lying dormant in the darkness.

The wind rustled with leaves, and the chill ran up the soles of feet.

Meng Yingning squatted on the ground, picked up her phone, but didn't dare to turn her head back. She shook her fingers and scratched her phone screen lock, opened the address book and found Bai Jian's phone number and called.

I don’t know if it was because she had no signal or Bai Jian’s side, but the phone number was not made. I waited silently for a while, and the call failed flashed on the screen.

Meng Yingning was about to cry.

She pressed her forehead against her knees, and squatted in place with her arms in her arms, trying her best to remain calm.

She didn't know where the pavilion was, nor did she know if there were anyone in the pavilion. She should have returned to the hotel faster now, or wait for the people who had already arrived at the pavilion in front to come back.

But I don't know how long it will take to wait.

A cold wind blew over, blew the skin behind her neck, slowly stretching out from behind like a pair of cold hands.

Meng Yingning trembled all over, and everything calmed down and thoughts disappeared. She screamed in her throat. She sobbed, raised her hand tremblingly, quickly put down her tied ponytail, and drifted her long hair to cover the skin exposed on the back of her neck.

She curled up in a ball and squatted. I don't know if it was a few minutes or centuries, but the sound of footsteps approached and mixed with the sound of the wind seemed like an illusion.

Meng Yingning raised her head with tears in her eyes and saw someone walking through the darkness from afar.

Under the hazy moonlight, the man approached, his facial features were familiar, his lips were hanging, and his eyebrows and eyes fell in the dark.

Meng Yingning threw her cell phone on the ground, endured the sharp pain in her ankle and got up, staggeringly running towards him, with uncontrollable fear in her crying voice: "Chen Wang..."
Chapter completed!