Quickly wear a female supporting role: your male protagonist has turned black again

Chapter 489 Horror Murder Comics (End)
Meeting Gu Wei's suddenly dark eyes, Qiao Wei smiled wryly, and calmly uttered even more shocking words: "Murder comics, reenactment of murder cases, I did it all."

The complacency on Gu Wei's face immediately froze.

He froze for a while before realizing what she meant.

"You mean, those people..."

"Correct."

"You?" Gu Wei's throat felt dry.

how come?
Qiao Wei nodded solemnly, "I am the word spirit born to gather public opinion from all over the world, and it happens to be the best weapon you use to deal with public opinion."

The white fingertips slid across the manga little by little, and there were one or two sighs in her voice.

"Gu Wei, I don't want to kill people anymore, but this cartoon has always controlled me, preventing me from getting rid of the fate of killing people."

Gu Wei was speechless.

He unintentionally influenced Qiao Wei, turning Qiao Wei into an executioner?
Very incredible thing.

But he just believed it.

A man in love has a negative IQ.

"I..." He was a little ashamed and held Qiao Wei tightly, "I won't be cynical in the future, I won't draw anymore, I promise, I won't let you get involved in these things again."

If he doesn't draw anymore, and there are no murder comics, Qiao Wei can stay away from these things, right?
"I'm very happy to hear you say this, it shows that you have me in your heart, and my feelings are not all hot." Qiao Wei hugged Gu Wei back, and whispered in his ear, "But, it's too late , Gu Wei, even if "Murdering Manga" is no longer serialized, "Joe Ji Tu" still exists, and I may go out in the middle of the night to commit murder at any time... It is it that really embodies your curse and obsession."

Gu Wei's uneasiness gradually expanded, ""The Picture of Qiao Ji"?"

"Yeah, this painting has become a cage, it traps me."

cage?

Gu Wei's eyes lit up, "Break the cage, wouldn't it be enough?"

After speaking, he looked at Qiao Wei with some hesitation.

"Destroy this cartoon, can I give you back your freedom?"

"Yes, yes." Qiao Wei bit her lip, "But, you have worked so hard to paint for so long, I don't want to ruin your hard work, it would be too cruel for you."

After getting an affirmative answer, Gu Wei happily hugged Qiao Wei and spun around a few times, kissing her cheek passionately.

"Silly Qiaowei, all I want is you. Now that you are in my arms, do I still care about a mere painting?"

Gu Wei did what he said, and immediately reached out to pick "The Picture of Qiao Ji" on the wall.

Holding a corner of the drawing paper, his fingertips suddenly stopped.

He turned to look at Qiao Wei with a strange expression, "Qiao Wei."

"Ok?"

"In the future, what are your plans?" Gu Wei's tone carried a trace of uneasiness that others could hardly detect.

Could it be that once she is free, she will leave him without hesitation and go to a wider world?
If so...

Gu Wei loosened his fingers.

It's better to keep her here forever.

She is his.

She can't go anywhere unless he gives her permission!
"That depends on what you want to do." Qiao Wei replied without hesitation. "If you are a painter, I will be your assistant. If you go to open a shop, I will be your waiter. If you go to perform under the bridge, I will take a broken bowl and say to passers-by, 'Yes, please give me a reward. Buy us an egg tart for two dollars'."

Qiao Wei is well versed in the thinking mode of straight male cancer.

In their eyes, women are accessories and can only exist by relying on them.

Once they have a sense of independence, they will have a strong dissatisfaction.

Therefore, what she showed in front of Gu Wei was always a virtuous and obedient face.

Sure enough, Gu Wei was amused by Qiao Wei's words, couldn't help but leaned over and kissed her, and solemnly promised, "Don't worry, I won't let you suffer with me."

Qiao Wei nodded, her face was full of trust in him, "Yeah!"

Gu Wei straightened up, grabbed a corner of the sketch, and tore it in half with a "hula".

"This kind of thing won't happen again." Gu Wei put his arms around Qiao Wei's shoulders, "I will take good care of you."

"Well, Gu Wei, do you know? Sometimes, what the eyes see may not be the truth."

Qiao Wei quickly covered his eyes with her fingers, and the corners of her lips curled up little by little.

Soft little hands bring a slightly cool touch.

Gu Wei couldn't help but want to pull down her finger and kiss her, the little hand covering his eyes had already withdrawn.

She smiled, turned out her pajamas, and planned to take a shower.

Before stepping into the bathroom/room, Qiao Wei suddenly turned her head and said a word without thinking.

"Gu Wei, I'm scared alone. When the hour hand points to twelve o'clock, you will come and accompany me, okay?"

with her……

Gu Wei's heart was burning hot.

He took off his coat impatiently, and lay on the big bed in the master bedroom, with his hands behind his head, listening to the sound of running water from the bathroom next door, his heart was a little itchy.

He stared at the torn "Joji Picture" on the wall, and a lot of unsuitable images flashed through his mind, and he smirked.

Before he knew it, he fell asleep.

Half-dream and half-awake, the sound of rushing water was mixed with something else, like the sound of a metal knife piercing through a bone and chopping on a wooden chopping board, which woke him up from a state of confusion.

Gu Wei rubbed the center of his eyebrows wearily, wanting to wait for that annoying voice to turn the page.

Yet it kept ringing, ringing.

The sound of running water gradually diminished.

"Tick tock—" A large drop of water condensed under the faucet, and the sound of dripping into the pool was crisp and could not be ignored.

Suddenly thought of something, Gu Wei suddenly sat up.

After confirming that the voice he heard was not a hallucination, he took a long \/leg and rushed towards the kitchen.

late at night.

Kitchen with no lights on.

"Duk, duk, duk!"

"Tick-tock-"

The sounds of chopping meat and dripping water echoed rhythmically.

A figure stood in front of the floating stage, holding something in his right hand, up and down.

Gu Wei held his breath and looked up to his right hand.

The thing in the man's hand, under the light of the dim street lamp outside the window, reflected a shocking snow light.

Behind him, there was the sound of light footsteps.

"elder brother?"

Gu Wei even felt someone standing behind her, and her warm body temperature was accurately transmitted to him by the air because the two were too close.

Inexplicable fear and anxiety swept Gu Wei's whole body.

His fingers touched the cold tiles and fumbled for the fluorescent light switch, "Pa-ta--"

light is on.

Everything in the room faded away like a tide.

Gu Wei took a heavy breath, and wiped his forehead with the back of his hand, which was wet with cold sweat.

"Huh—" He slumped against the wall and slid down bit by bit.

The eye sockets were hot, as if something was about to flow out uncontrollably.

"Qiao Wei..." His thin lips trembled violently, his expression was in a daze, "Qiao Wei!"

The room was empty.

No one responded to him.

In the whole world, it seemed that he was the only one left.

Gu Wei walked to the door of the bathroom in a daze, slammed on the door vigorously, and shouted: "Qiao Wei!"

The bathroom door was not closed, but he slapped it, and it opened naturally.

It was empty, cold, dry and cold inside.

No trace of bathing.

He stumbled to the second bedroom and picked up the packing bags scattered on the floor.

The labels on the clothes and toys were intact, and the packaging of the food was intact and unused.

Gu Wei ran back to the master bedroom.

On the wall of the master bedroom, there was a tattered picture of "Qiao Ji". The beauties in ancient costumes in the painting were all gone above the head.

"Qiao Wei." He stretched out his hand to caress the vacant piece, and murmured unconsciously.

Dreams and reality were churning in his head, and he couldn't tell the real from the fake, the fake from the real.

He still remembers the last words she left—let's call them "last words" tentatively.

"Gu Wei, I'm scared alone. When the hour hand points to twelve o'clock, you will come and accompany me, okay?"

kitchen……

By the way, it's the kitchen!

He actually left her alone, alone, for so long...

Tears covered Gu Wei's cheeks without warning.

——Just now, at the moment when the light was turned on, he finally saw clearly the face in front of the floating stage.

That is clearly...

he himself.

(End of this chapter)