Chapter 1943: After the Rewind, Love You Again 19

"What are you looking at? Eat your bread, and you still want to eat something hot—nice dream." Jin Chen kept scolding, and he slammed the table in front of Ruan Fu hard.

The chef was bewildered.

He picked up the iron bucket, "Actually I still have some here."

Jin Chen gave him a cold glance, "Do you have a wife?"

Chef: "... No."

"I'm disciplining my wife, what are you butting in for the fun!"

Jin Chen even poured Ruan Fu's bowl back into the iron bucket, "Damn it, I'm not feeding him today—if you don't beat him for a day, he'll tear the roof off."

Chef: "..."

Damn, this human is pure nuts.

Probably because he'd never met someone like this, the chef reacted for a few seconds, actually didn't take offense, and even sympathized with a glance at Ruan Fu.

No wonder this person has white hair—must be from being bullied by her husband.

Ruan Fu closed his eyes, the packaging bag squeaked under his pinch, and his reddened earlobes revealed his unsettled state of mind.

【Detected Ruan Fu the villain's Blackening Value -5, total 90!】

Cheng Chuan took it all in, his gaze toward Jin Chen grew more suspicious, as if he were looking at another person.

"You're being nice to Ruan Fu now—aren't you just trying to get secrets from him? Those were your own words."

As Cheng Chuan said this, he fixed his stare on Jin Chen, trying to catch something from his microexpressions.

But Jin Chen merely gave a noncommittal hum, tightened his hold on Ruan Fu's arm, and his response was vague.

"What does that have to do with me?"

The words were too soft; Cheng Chuan didn't hear clearly and only thought Jin Chen felt guilty and was denying it.

Yet it landed precisely in Ruan Fu's ears; he was drinking milk, then glanced sideways at Jin Chen—this person's unhappy mood didn't seem feigned.

"Don't listen to his nonsense." Jin Chen poked Ruan Fu's waist, repeating like brainwashing: "I treat you this well—how could I do such a despicable thing?"

Ruan Fu pressed his hand, annoyed: "Don't poke around."

"... Oh."

Jin Chen responded, suddenly noticing a probing gaze, his sharp side glance meeting that line of sight.

Only three people sat at the corner table, none looking like pushovers, the buzzcut man in the middle especially dangerous.

Jin Chen returned the gaze calmly, curled his lip and nodded; the other responded by raising his cup.

【These three don't look like good people!】Ling Gun Gun slurped the soup, babbling, 【You really shouldn't say that—this flavor is actually quite strong.】

【...】Pig.

Perhaps because of Jin Chen's shenanigans, the chef couldn't kill any players during dinner time, and night fell safely.

But in the game, midnight often brings the scariest moments, accompanied by ever‑present danger and fear.

All the players tightly shut their doors and windows, finishing any outdoor tasks before 9:30 p. m., and unanimously decided to postpone searching the inn until morning.

No matter what, staying alive comes first.

9:25 p. m.

In the room, the temperature dropped sharply, the dampness seeming to seep into the bone marrow.

Ji Luo squeezed onto the sofa, wrapped in a thick blanket with his back to the bed, sleeping stiffly, even plugging his ears with tissue balls, afraid to hear anything he shouldn't at night.

On the bed, Jin Chen showed Ruan Fu the daytime solo report.

"According to the game rules, if we take care of all the ghosts in the inn, we should be able to clear it." Jin Chen muttered under the blanket.

Ruan Fu frowned, his tone odd: "This isn't a simple matter… and stay away from me."

Jin Chen pretended not to hear the latter part, nodding: "If I could find the clearance gold coins, I wouldn't have to kill so many ghosts."

Just thinking about it is exhausting.

He lowered his eyes, then suddenly reached out to ruffle Ruan Fu's messy silver hair, shifting the topic a second before Ruan Fu glared: "Don't tell anyone about this, not even teammates—I'm still not sure who the hunter is."

Although they are villains who need saving, they also need to stay vigilant.

Otherwise he'd die eight hundred times.

Ruan Fu's mind was in turmoil at the moment, and he answered absentmindedly.

The feeling of sharing sleep with someone lying beside him was truly strange.

Especially since Jin Chen speaks without filter, always saying weird things.

"I'll sleep on the floor." Ruan Fu couldn't tolerate the heat that kept him from calming down; he had just risen to get out of bed, but before he could even sit up, Jin Chen yanked him back, slamming him straight into his chest.

"You—!"

"Shh, don't make a sound."

Jin Chen pressed Ruan Fu's head against his chest, his palm lightly covering his lips, his voice soft.

At the same time, footsteps sounded in the hallway outside the door.

Ruan Fu's Adam's apple moved involuntarily; all he could clearly hear was Jin Chen's steady heartbeat and the steady warmth seeping through his clothes.

Jin Chen stroked Ruan Fu's back like smoothing fur, the fingers covering his face giving a gentle pinch: "Be good, don't move—there's a ghost."

Ruan Fu couldn't help but notice this was deliberate; the earlobes hidden under the blanket turned crimson, and his pupils flickered dazed.

【Detected Villain Heartthrob Value +10, total 32!】

The footsteps outside the hallway drew nearer.

The light that Ji Luo had left on out of fear flickered, then tripped the breaker with a hiss, plunging the room into total darkness.

The next second, a light knocking sounded outside the door.

Thump, thump, thump!

"Have you seen my mop? This place is filthy—I've come to clean it."

Youyou's female voice came in, clearly speaking from outside the door, yet it seemed to be speaking right against the ear, sticky and cold.

Ji Luo was startled awake, covering their mouth, not daring to make a sound.

With no response, the knocking grew more intense and shrill, the screams able to pierce the scalp.

Thud!

"Have you seen my mop!!"

Thud!!

"My mop!!!"