Paradise Cinema 5

With a slight effort in his arms, Bailixin held the beautiful lady firmly in his arms, and stepped steadily on the steps one by one.

"Mr. Xin, I really can't see that your slender body contains such powerful strength," Mrs. Richard praised with her red lips parted and closed, "I really feel so safe. "

Bai Lixin smiled politely: "I didn't expect that Mrs. Richard also has a power that cannot be underestimated."

The corners of Mrs. Richard's lips curled up gracefully, her arms naturally wrapped around Bailixin's neck, and her body hung on Bailixin's body.

She pressed close to Prissin's ear, her voice was charming and full of temptation, "My dear, don't call me Mrs. Richard, that's too outlandish, just call me Cal."

Because they were too close, the soft black gauze inlaid with hard silk covering his face brushed over Bai Lixin's neck, and the warm breath seemed to tickle his sensitive earlobes.

There was sparkle in Bai Lixin's eyes, he just turned his head slightly to avoid the other party's touch, and smiled politely and gentlemanly: "Okay, Miss Cal."

Richard stood restrainedly beside the two, with a tense yet relieved expression. He walked cautiously, and he didn't show any anger even when he saw his wife's undignified behavior by the side.

Judging from his performance, it is more appropriate to use the word "servant" rather than saying that he is Miss Cal's husband.

Cal?

Bai Lixin glanced at the woman in his arms with a subtle expression, the name is really good.

Richard followed them step by step and walked to 203 and 204. The rooms here are similar to those in a hotel, with a high-end carpet covered with golden silk and red velvet in the middle. On either side of the corridor are facing rooms.

There are a total of 10 rooms on the first floor, 5 on the shady side and 5 on the sunny side.

Those on the shaded side are from 201 to 205, and those on the sunny side are 206-210.

Bai Lixin is in 204, next to him is 203 and 205, and opposite is room 207.

Miss Cal is in room 203, and room 205 is the room for the youngest daughter.

As for the 207 opposite him, Mr. Nick lives.

When Bai Lixin came to the second floor, he found that the luggage had been obediently in front of their room door.

He glanced briefly, and in front of him was a square suitcase made of rattan.

Because there was still one in his arms, Bai Lixin did not rush back to his room, but first came to 203 with Miss Cal in his arms.

There was a black suitcase and a brand new wheelchair in front of the door of room 203.

As soon as he stood firmly, Richard hurried forward, fearing that he would neglect the two of them, more precisely Miss Carl.

The key to Miss Carl's room is temporarily in Richard's hands, and his fingers with ink-stained fingers quickly inserted the key into the lock to open the door. Richard put his hands in front of him respectfully, "Okay, the door opened."

Priscine walked into the room with Miss Carl in her arms, followed by Richard dragging the suitcase.

After Richard put the luggage and wheelchair boards right by the door, Miss Carr said calmly: "Okay, my husband, you can go back and rest."

The moment the words fell, Richard left at a speed comparable to the wind.

Good guy, how much do you want to escape?

Studio.

Miss Cal? Height 190? flat chest? Grass, no, it won't be what I think, right?

I just want to whistle now.

Come, come, he is coming! If Cal isn't just a boss, I'll take my head off and kick it like a ball.

Well, there's no need to swear such a poisonous oath, right? We still have to leave a little retreat for ourselves, don't we?

It's okay, I've seen it all!

High EQ: It contains power that cannot be underestimated.

Low EQ: Die hard!

Or our Xinshen can speak.

I used to think that this pair of Richard was normal, but I just saw why it suddenly became abnormal? Are Richard and Miss Carr really husband and wife? Why does Richard feel so afraid of Cal, the kind who wants to run away when he sees him?

I've said it all, that's not Mrs. Richard, that's our boss, Xin Shen's old attack!

Tsk tsk tsk, this dungeon is not really a girl, is it?

Excited, is it possible to counterattack?

Lift up the skirt to understand better than you.

The giant under the skirt also understands.

Forehead.

When Richard ran away, he hadn't forgotten to close the door, only to hear a crisp sound of "bang", and the door closed in response.

Miss Carl suddenly screamed, her body pressed tightly against Bai Lixin, "Mr. Xin, it's so scary, is it thunder?"

Bai Lixin glanced at the bright moon outside like a white jade plate: ""

Say it yourself, are you outrageous?

Miss Carle was wearing a thick and noble long dress, a sapphire blue dress that was mysterious and noble, and the whole body seemed to be shining with little lights, like billions of stars in the vast night sky.

Through the layers of thick skirts, Bai Lixin vaguely felt something rubbing against his waist.

Isn't this leg very flexible? How can there be a problem?

Where Miss Cal could not see, Bai Lixin's expression was subtle again for a moment.

"It's just that Mr. Richard closed the door, Miss Carr," Prissine replied patiently, "Look outside, the galaxy is vast, how can it rain?"

Miss Carl looked out the window hesitantly, and slowly loosened Baili Xin's tightly wrapped arms, "Really, you are so considerate, Mr. Xin, please put me on the bed. "

Bai Lixin was standing at the entrance with Miss Cal in his arms. After changing into a pair of slippers, he walked in with Miss Cal in his arms, and silently looked around the furnishings in the room.

The room is covered with floors, and the light gray floor with a faint golden luster is impressive at first glance.

Although I don't know the material of the floor in this movie world, but considering the inhumanity of this resort, this floor is also very valuable.

There is an oil painting hanging in this room, which is a picture of an angel with contrasting colors. The angel holds an olive branch symbolizing peace and stretches out of the painting, with a Mona Lisa-like smile on the corner of his mouth, holy and gentle.

This room is very large. If it is a more reasonable term, it should be the ultimate version of the presidential suite.

Bai Lixin hugged Miss Cal and walked to the door next to her, and lightly pushed to turn on the light.

Under the warm light yellow light, a beautiful bedroom appeared in front of the two of them.

There is a thick swelling on the huge bed, and you can feel its feather-like softness just by looking at it.

Prissin placed Miss Cal lightly on the bed as soft as a cloud, and when she was about to get up, Cal's arms didn't know whether it was intentional or not, he hooked Prissin's neck and dragged her onto the bed.

On the huge white bed, Prissin staggered two steps and sank next to Cal.

In the next second, the soft quilt was fluffed up, and Bailixin felt that he had fallen into the deep snow.

Cal came up suddenly, with a thick veil, but Bai Lixin felt a hot and naked gaze.

"Mr. Xin, I remember that you are the servant of a down-and-out nobleman?" Cal propped his arms on the bed casually, with a lazy and charming posture.

She bent over sideways, her pale golden long curly hair almost falling down to Bai Lixin's face.

Bai Lixin was stunned for a second, "Yes, ma'am."

Cal: "Mr. Xin, in my opinion you are really outstanding."

"An excellent person like you shouldn't just serve others. Haven't you ever thought about or even complained why others are born to be superior masters, but you can only be a servant?"

"Especially your master is still a vulgar, down-and-out landowner's idiot. And yours? Elegant and knowledgeable," the pure white silk gloves suddenly lifted up, and Cal gently traced Prissin's eyebrows and eyes with his fingertips, "There is also a face that makes the world eclipse."

"Have you ever thought of changing identities with that idiot and becoming a master?"

Silk has a unique cold touch, and the strength is neither light nor heavy, but just right enough to bring out an unbearable feeling like a group of ants gnawing.

Bai Lixin raised his hand and grabbed Cal's flailing wrist, and shook his head lightly, "I never thought about it, woman. My master has always been very kind to me. Although I am humble, they never treat me Be a real servant."

Cal chuckled: "I don't regard you as a real servant, nor will I treat you as a true friend. People are like this. Once they stand on the top of power, they will unconsciously overlook everything. They are just still You haven’t grown up yet, how about waiting for a few more years? Don’t you think about yourself or your descendants? Are you willing to let your descendants continue to be humble servants to serve the down-and-out pustule master?”

Bai Lixin turned his eyes and met Cal's veil: "Miss Cal, what do you want to say?"

A chuckle escaped Cal's lips, his voice seemed to be that of a witch hiding in the dark, bewitching passers-by to fall: "Honey, I can help you get rid of all this."

Bai Lixin supported the soft bed and sat up: "Thank you for your kindness, but I don't need it, ma'am."

He politely left the bed, looked down at the mysterious Miss Carl, "I'm right next door, if you need any help, you can knock on the wall at any time, and I'll come when I hear the sound."

"Take a good rest, Miss Carl."

Seeing the back of Bai Lixin leaving, Cal said to his back: "Mr. Xin, if you repent, you can come to me at any time, and the door of my room is open to you at any time."

"Unlike those hypocritical philanthropists, I welcome everyone."

Bai Lixin smiled politely, walked to the entrance, changed his shoes, and left.

Watching Bai Lixin leave, Cal's bright red tongue greedily licked the corners of his lips, and a weird smile appeared on the corners of his lips under the veil.

She let out a long breath, put the hand on Baili Xin's cheek that touched Bailixin just now, and sniffed it, and sighed softly: "The alluring fragrance of the soul."

When Bai Lixin walked out of Cal's room, most of the luggage in front of him had disappeared.

He opened the door of his room and pushed in the rattan box that he had seen for the first time.

After changing into the slippers prepared by the resort and walking into the living room, Bailixin did not open the rattan box in a hurry, but put it aside and slowly sat on the sofa.

He looked a little slumped, his body sank numbly in the sofa, his eyes were absent-minded and he covered his face with both hands.

Then, his slender shoulders trembled.

Along with trembling, he fell powerlessly on the sofa, looking helpless and pitiful.

A sobbing sound poured out gently from the palm of his hand, adding a bit of frailty to the helplessness of the young man.

Studio.

Small head, big question mark.

I slowly typed out a question mark

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Xin Shen, what happened? Is this crying?

So, am I the only one who thinks that Xin Shen is holding back his laughter? The frequency of shaking his shoulders when crying and laughing is really different, he is obviously holding back his laughter.

That's weird, let me take another look.

Hey, I was really holding back my laughter.

So why hold back your laughter?

Is it because you are afraid of being seen through, so even in the room, you dare not let yourself go?

So why is the mind holding back its laughter?

Could it be because it was discovered that the dungeon of the boss is a boss in women's clothing? It's okay to be a big guy in women's clothing, but you still think that Xin Shen didn't find out, and keep trying to charm the other party?

I thought he didn't know he thought I didn't know but I just pretended not to know

Good guy, where are you putting your nesting dolls here?

Hahaha.

Ha ha ha ha.

Carl, Tiga, a master of women's clothing.

I laughed so hard, I almost couldn't hold back in the next room just now, help me.

Emma, ​​my stomach hurts.

Three minutes later, Bai Lixin wiped his face, sat up rubbing his stiff cheeks from laughing.

Except for some redness on the cheeks and eye sockets, the face has returned to its usual dignified manner.

He stood up and walked to the rattan suitcase, and opened the suitcase. The four corners of the rattan suitcase had deep wear and tear marks. Although the character he played cared about it, it was time-consuming.

On the top of the suitcase were two sets of Huanxi's simple clothes, which were not much different from the clothes he was wearing. They were also simple black, white and gray vest shirt styles.

There is a notebook hidden under the clothes. The surface of the notebook is made of cowhide. Judging from the wear and tear of the leather, this notebook is not young.

He picked up the notebook, closed the suitcase, and went back to the sofa to read it seriously.

May 3

My name is Bailixin, and I am a servant of the noble Emil family. I have grown up here since I was sensible, and this is my home.

Oh no. This is not my home, this is the home of the emir nobles, I am just a poor servant they paid for.

December 8

Today is my birthday, I am very happy.

But today is also the young master's birthday, everyone went to celebrate the young master's birthday, only the pony in the stable was still with me.

Xin, I wish myself a happy birthday, and I also wish the young master a "happy" birthday.

February 2

I am very unhappy today.

My favorite My Little Pony was sold. It was a child I grew up with, and I have been by his side since the child could not crawl.

No matter how much I begged the young master and the master, they responded to me with indifference.

I can't forget the helplessness, pleading, and resentment that Baoli looked at me before she left.

The master told me that even I am the property of their family, let alone my pony. I don't have any right to speak in this family, because I'm just a servant they bought.

June 3

We have grown up a lot. In order to keep the young master as company, the master asked me to study with the young master under the guidance of the tutor.

But the young master is really too stupid, his brain is like a smashed watermelon, only a ball of watery juice.

I like this tutor very much, because this tutor often praises me as a genius and says that I am smart. The master asked the tutor how his son was doing with his studies, and whether he had opened his mind. After hesitating for a long time, the tutor politely replied: "The eight apertures have been opened and the seven apertures have been opened."

After hearing this, the master was very happy, and felt that he had someone to succeed him. The young master was really enlightened, and I was the only one beside me smiling like a fool.

The master asked me why I was laughing, and I replied that I was happy for the young master.

But in fact, what I laughed at was the teacher's words. If the eight orifices are opened and the seven orifices are opened, it is impossible to understand anything. The young master is really an idiot, but such an idiot is actually my young master.

December 8

Today is my birthday again, and it is also the young master's birthday. Now others will never forget my birthday, because the master let me celebrate his birthday with his son, so besides congratulating the young master, everyone will also congratulate me by the way.

There are so many people today, I have never seen so many people on my birthday. But I am not happy now, because I know that December 8th is not my real birthday, it is just the day when the Lord bought me. Because it was the young master's birthday that day, and I was a gift from the young master to the young master. Of course they don't remember my birthday, so they regard the day they bought it as my birthday.

The master seemed to accept the reality that the young master is a waste, he took my sign language and said earnestly that he never regarded me as a servant, but always regarded me as his half son, and asked me to help the young master after he died.

The young master also said that he regarded me as an inseparable playmate and brother since childhood.

I thanked them very happily, but in my heart, I never forgot the look in my little pony's eyes when she looked at me.

I know, I've always been the same with it.

The only difference is that I'm more useful now.

So annoying, why is my master such a waste, why can such a waste become a nobleman? And someone as smart and excellent as me can only be a servant? How much better would it be the other way around?

Bai Lixin quickly flipped through the diary, the last few pages were written about their preparations for departure a few days ago.

He stood up calmly, put the finished diary back in the suitcase, and slowly

Packed up the luggage.

The identity of a down and out nobleman was just something he made up temporarily on the bus, no matter how good he was, he couldn't just happen to be this identity.

The only explanation is the resilience of this weird movie itself.

When they revealed their identities, perhaps such a down-and-out nobleman really appeared in a distant town that did not appear in the movie.

And he really has the identity of a down-and-out noble servant.

The diary is not recorded every day. Sometimes it is recorded every few days, sometimes weeks, sometimes months, and sometimes there is an interval of one or two years in between.

Judging from the diary that I set up as a character, his character is actually a character who despises his master and is unwilling to be a low-level person.

I thought the three of them had the healthiest relationship, but I didn't expect the film's powerful restorative power to give them a distinct sense of contradiction.

If this is the case about their own identities, then there may be things around Emil and Hongyue that lead them to realize their character.

He can see it, 19 people, each of them has a secret that cannot be revealed.

Everyone is not a fuel-efficient lamp.

But there is another point that makes Bai Lixin a little bit concerned, that is, the three of them are not such characters at all.

Even if the movie shows them such a perfect character design, as players, they will never step on some pitfalls, and they will never follow the character setting. Is it necessary for this character to have a perfect character?

Or is it that the perfection of this character is just the most routine operation of this movie, without any purpose?

Bai Lixin thought for a moment, opened the door and walked out.

Walking to the door of Room 208, he knocked on the door.

Ten seconds later, the door opened, and Hongyue, who was still wearing a suspender skirt, looked at Bai Lixin with a half-smile, "Baby Xin Xin, you are here, come in quickly."

Bai Lixin paused slightly: ""

This lady, Hongyue, is somewhat socially obsessive.

Bai Lixin walked into the room slowly, changed into a pair of slippers and said, "Miss, let me help you pack your luggage."

— Let me see your luggage!

After receiving Baili Xin's gaze, Hongyue was stunned for a second before pointing to the hall, "Oh, it's right there, clean it up."

Bai Lixin walked to the hall in three steps and two steps, and stopped in front of a beautiful suitcase.

Bending down to open the suitcase, except for a few beautiful clothes, the rest are skin care products and cosmetics, and there is no such thing as a diary.

Bai Lixin pursed her lips and stood up. When she looked up, she saw Hongyue leaning lazily against the wall, looking at herself thoughtfully.

Bai Lixin and Hongyue looked at each other and asked, "Miss, you only brought this suitcase?"

Hongyue nodded, "Yes, this is the only one. I've already put away my underwear, and everything else is in here."

Bai Lixin: "Okay, then I'll hang up all your clothes for you."

After packing Hongyue's suitcase, Bailixin walked to the third floor without stopping.

In Hongyue's suitcase, there is no such thing as a notebook that indicates the character of the character. Could it be that she guessed wrong?

The layout of the rooms on the third floor was exactly the same as that on the second floor. The only difference was that there was a shining golden door at the end of the third floor. Just standing on the stairs, the golden door successfully attracted his attention.

In addition to the golden room on the third floor, there are also ten rooms facing each other.

In addition to Richard and Emile, the third floor also lived with the elderly couple, the philanthropist couple, and the three members of the actor quartet.

Bai Lixin knocked on Emil's room in 304. When he saw Bai Lixin, Emil was just stunned for a moment, and quickly moved away to let Bai Lixin walk in.

Just like in the Red Moon room, Bai Lixin looked through Emil's luggage under the guise of packing his luggage.

Unfortunately, there was no diary in Emil's suitcase, and it was full of clothes.

Seeing Bai Lixin pack his luggage in a decent manner, Emil felt a little embarrassed.

Just when he was about to take the things over and tidy up by himself, Bailixin glanced at him slowly, and Emil immediately stopped moving.

He hesitated to speak as he watched Baili Xin finish packing his luggage, and asked secretly, "There are no outsiders here."

——So normal communication is not good?

Bai Lixin looked at the ceiling meaningfully, "Master, I know that you regard me as a family member. But after all, there is a difference between master and servant. Even in the bedroom, you are still my young master."

—Even in the privacy of the bedroom, don't let your guard down.

Emil's face changed slightly, he hesitated for a moment, and reluctantly squeezed out two words: "Okay."

Leaving Emil's bedroom, when Bailixin was about to go down, he pushed the door with a "squeak" behind him, and then he was stopped.

It was Richard who called him.

"Mr. Xin?"

Hearing Richard call him, Prissin walked over, "Hello, Mr. Richard."

Richard's eyes were a little wandering, his fingers stained with oil paint were clasping the door frame, and the back of his hand was slightly bruised.

"After you carried my wife into the room just now," Richard seemed to have made up his mind after a few seconds, slowly raised his head, and asked cautiously, "Did anything happen?"

Prissin secretly looked at Richard, he had just finished washing, and his body

Wearing a thick pure white bath towel, the hair is also wet.

The clear water not only washed away the sweat from the man's body, but also the health on his face.

There was a deep blue under his eyes, as if he hadn't slept for several days.

Bai Lixin smiled politely: "Mr. Richard, don't worry, I will not do anything that is not polite."

"I put Miss Cal down and went back to the room. There is nothing between us. You can't have any misunderstandings."

"No, no, no," Richard waved his hands in a panic, "I didn't mean that, did she talk to you about anything?"

Bai Lixin pretended to think for two seconds: "We talked a little bit about the philosophy of life. Miss Cal is a great woman with great vision."

Richard's expression flickered, and an imperceptible guilt flashed in his eyes. He gritted his teeth and struggled for two seconds before he said, "Well, Miss Carl is like this. Sometimes the topics she talks about are too profound. Well, many of us don’t understand it, so you don’t need to delve too deeply into it, just do your own thing well.”

Bai Lixin: "Okay, thank you for reminding me."

Through Richard's shoulder, Prissine glanced indistinctly.

The lights in the hall have been extinguished, and I am the light inside the hall, vaguely illuminating the room.

In the hall, there was an easel with a drawing board on the painting. The drawing board was tilted at a large angle. Looking from him, only a few touches of golden paint could be vaguely seen.

Bai Lixin looked at Richard: "Mr. Richard, do you have anything else? If not, I will go down and rest."

"Oh, oh, no more," Richard said hurriedly, "I just want to trouble you to take care of Miss Cal, I'm a little embarrassed."

Bai Lixin: "It's okay, then I'll go down."

Seeing the back of Bai Lixin going away, Richard gritted his teeth and shouted again: "Mr. Xin, Miss Carl and we are not from the same world, so her attitude towards things is completely different from ours. Even the food she likes to eat is different, as long as you really listen to what she says."

Bai Lixin smiled politely and went downstairs.

Looking at the empty stairs, Richard secretly sighed.

He certainly didn't understand.

That's right, how would most people guess that that seemingly beautiful lady is a demon that devours souls?

He noticed from the moment he got out of the car that Cal was staring at Prissin.

Even when he hugged Cal, he felt uncontrollable trembling from Cal.

It is the excitement of the hunter when he sees his prey.

Originally, he was in 203, and it was Cal who changed rooms with him and deliberately moved to Bai Lixin's side.

Compared with Cal's disdain when he signed the contract with him, Cal actually took the initiative to approach Bailixin.

Hey, poor beautiful boy.

He was actually targeted by treacherous demons, may God bless him.

On the second floor lived Mr. Nick's family, Hongyue, Cal, an actress and himself.

The corridor on the second floor was very quiet, even when I stepped on the carpet, I didn't make a sound, the silence was wrapped in this dim light.

Bai Lixin went back to the room to wash up, and it was already ten o'clock in the evening when she went to bed.

Judging from the few rooms he entered, all the rooms were furnished in the same way.

It stands to reason that a bed that is too soft is not conducive to sleep, but the bed here does not know what material is used, and the moment you lie on it, you feel like you are on top of clouds in the sky.

The whole body is comfortable and comfortable, and the limbs are also stretched quickly.

For some unknown reason, the moment he touched the pillow, he felt sleepy. He wanted to listen to what was going on outside at night, but after lying on the bed for a few minutes, Bailixin lost consciousness.

The lights in the corridor had been turned off at some point, darkness and silence completely enveloped this fantastic resort.

In the dark corridor, there seems to be some black shadow flashing past

When the first ray of sunlight outside shone on the bed, Bai Lixin suddenly opened his eyes.

His eyes were clear and he was not sleepy at all.

Taking a complicated look at the soft bed under him, Bai Lixin quickly left the bed and walked into the bathroom.

He obviously slept for a long time last night, but he felt very tired.

Not to mention the buzzing in the head, there is still a sense of fatigue all over the body, and the whole person can't lift his spirits.

Turn on the faucet, scoop up a handful of cold water and pour it on his face, the chilly coolness instantly dissipated the numb feeling in his head, and Bai Lixin became more awake.

He looked up at the young man with water on his face in the mirror, and the young man in the mirror looked back at him in the same gesture.

The person in the mirror is obviously still himself, but there is a sense of strangeness and alienation.

Suddenly, he stretched out his hand to touch the mirror, and the young man in the opposite mirror also stretched out his hand.

The two hands were slowly clasped together, and the two young men looked at each other from a distance through the mirror.

Bai Lixin looked carefully at the person in the mirror, and after a minute he finally realized where the strangeness came from.

That's the alienation of identity.

Although his memory was a little fuzzy, he vaguely remembered the dream he had last night.

It's more like a documentary than a dream.

He dreamed about the life of "Servant Xin".

he dreamed of his childhood

"Servant Xin" dreamed of "Servant Xin" spending one birthday after another lonely without celebration, and also dreamed of My Little Pony written in "Servant Xin"'s diary.

Just now, for a moment, he had a cognitive error.

It seems that he is really a servant of a down-and-out nobleman, that he really had a lonely childhood, and that he really has a horse named Baoli.

Baili Xin's breathing was stagnant, and he turned on the faucet and woke up several times before finally fully waking up from the character set of "Xin's servant".

He's not a movie character.

He is not "Servant Shin".

His name is Bailixin, and this place is not the real world at all, but a copy of the horror game.

After hinting to himself three times, Bai Lixin's ignorant eyes also returned to their usual calmness. By the time he wiped off the icy water on his face with a towel, the person in the mirror had turned into that Bai Lixin who was so happy and knew everything in his heart.

At this time, he finally understood the horror of the true resilience of this thriller movie.

Not only will the intruder be found forever in the movie, but once he loses himself in the movie and accepts the role setting in the movie, it is estimated that he will never go back.

How can a person who doesn't even know where his roots are?

The suggestive ability of this movie should not be underestimated. It was only the first night, and even I almost got caught.

Are Amir and Hongyue alright?