Every world is full of ghosts and monsters begging for hugs

Qi Yue suddenly understood that many people had been fooled.

They thought they had a way to kill him, so a steady stream of people came here to lift the so-called "curse". They were like sheep running into a tiger's mouth. Maybe they would not know until they died. , it turns out that the so-called ways to kill monsters are just lies.

She shouldn't have come.

If she had known, had known earlier...

Qi Yue fell back in horror. The moment she landed, her body fell to pieces. Even the internal organs inside became dry. There was no blood dripping, only a pile of them that had lost their original shape. Looks like "trash".

In this world, there is only one person who can "kill" him, and that is Bai Yao.

As long as it is Bai Yao's wish, Xie Jiu will realize it at all costs, even if it means losing his "life" and dissipating into smoke.

But Yaoyao, who loves him the most, can never kill him.

Xie Jiu withdrew his gaze, his brows and eyes showing satisfaction and pride, he continued humming the self-composed ditty "Yao Yao Loves Me", and skipped out of the dim room.

the other side.

Bai Yao held a flashlight and opened the basement door at the location mentioned by the woman. She walked down the stairs step by step. The air became increasingly turbid, to the point where it was unbearable.

The deepest part of the basement is also the end of the basement.

Gravels fell randomly on the ground, and gloomy black substances were everywhere in the corners. These were blood stains that had dried for many years.

This much blood must not belong to one person.

The light of the flashlight fell on a lonely figure. She paused slightly. Even though she had been prepared, seeing it with her own eyes was another matter. Her heart was suddenly tightened so hard that she couldn't breathe. gas.

She stood there for a long time, until she gathered enough courage, and then slowly moved forward.

Bai Yao squatted down, she reached out her hand and gently touched his face. The touch was cold and hard, completely different from the him she usually touched.

She took another deep breath to calm down her emotions, then took out a white robe from her backpack and wrapped him up.

Many years ago, many people forcibly stripped him of his clothes, leaving him in the most undignified posture for thousands of people to appreciate.

And today, he finally put on his "clothes" again.

Bai Yao sat on the ground, hugging her legs, resting her chin on her knees, and just looked at him quietly for a long, long time.

She originally thought that since she had not experienced that era, she could not imagine what he had experienced.

However, now, the blood stains everywhere on the wall, the gravel falling on the ground, and the bumps on his body as he tried to hug himself tightly, trying to protect his last bit of dignity. These small details are all bringing to mind what he went through back then. The events unfolded before her eyes one scene after another.

Bai Yao received photos related to the academy from her assistant Xiao Luo many years ago. Those children were only 13 or 14 years old. They were timid and timid, afraid of cameras they had never seen before, and those who were drinking and laughing among them. High society" misfits.

Perhaps more accurately, the children standing on the stage are not even qualified to be "human" to the wealthy businessmen who are drinking expensive drinks and discussing how much money they can spend to enjoy themselves.

It was in that stack of photos that she saw a familiar person.

Even though it was just a black and white photo, she couldn't see the white hair and red eyes at all. Even though he was very young at that time and his appearance was very different from what he looks like now, she recognized him at a glance.

It's hard for Bai Yao to imagine how much he suffered and how much torture he suffered back then. She just keeps thinking of every day she spent with him.

Sometimes she would pull out a hangnail from his hand, and he would scream in exaggerated pain.

She hid the candies to prevent him from eating them without restraint, and he would huddle in the quilt and sulk alone.

If she didn't compliment him on his beautiful new clothes, he would hide in the bathroom for a long time and not come out. When Bai Yao went to find him again, his eyes would be red, and he would ask her: "Yao Yao, are you?" Don’t you care about me anymore?”

He is sensitive and delicate. He can't bear any hardship or pain. Even if he stumbles slightly, he will rely on her for a long time to seek comfort. Only when he confirms that she cares about him will he show a particularly beautiful smile. .

But back then, when he was going through all this, would anyone hold him and comfort him? Will anyone give him candy? Will anyone... care about him?

Bai Yao's eyes were swollen and sore. She raised her hand and touched it, and she felt a patch of warmth. Later, she realized that she was crying.

The phone in her pocket vibrated, waking her up. She took out her phone to answer the call, and immediately heard a man's anxious voice, "Yao Yao, where have you been! I can't find you, I'm so scared." !”

"I'm just going outside to get some air. Don't worry, I'll be back."

"Okay." The voice of the person on the phone paused, and suddenly it became much lower. He said in a hoarse voice: "Yao Yao, I can't live without you. Come back soon."

At the door of the basement, a man simply wearing a white robe leaned against the wall. He lowered his eyes and kept stroking the ring on his finger. The corners of his lips were pursed as if he was smiling, but also seemed to be saying something. cry.

"Yao Yao, I really can't live without you."

Bai Yao quickly packed up everything. She ran out of the basement, hurriedly patted the dust on her body, and quickly ran to the fourth floor.

The man with long white hair was crouching at the door. The cold moonlight slipped in through the window in the corridor. When it fell like fog, it added a bit of misery to the fragile figure.

He is like an elf left in the world. Even if he is incompatible with his surroundings, it must be because this ugly world is not worthy of his existence.

"Thank you!"

He raised his red eyes, and there were flashes of light in his moist eyes. When he saw her running towards him, he stood up excitedly, but his movement was too hasty, and he stepped on the hem of his robe, and his figure He staggered, but she hugged him firmly.

Bai Yao deliberately laughed at him, "Are you still a child? You can't even walk steadily. Be careful if you fall, it will be very painful."

Xie Jiu took advantage of the situation and bent over to lean on her, resting his chin on her shoulder. He did not feel ashamed, but whispered softly: "Anyway, Yaoyao will catch me. With Yaoyao here, I won't fall."

She muttered: "You really believe me."

"Because Yaoyao loves me the most." He raised his face, and there was pride in his expression again, but soon, his smile faded a lot, and he lightly touched the corners of her eyes with his fingertips, and whispered: "Eyes famous."

Bai Yao didn't blink, "There was dust in my eyes, so it was a little itchy."

Xie Jiu felt that this lame reason sounded familiar.

But they all skipped this topic tacitly.

He took Bai Yao's hand into the house, and the moment he closed the door, he leaned down and kissed the corners of her eyes, then to the tip of her nose, then to the corners of her lips, and then stayed there for a long time.

His kiss didn't have any erotic color, it was just because he wanted to feel more contact with her. Like a fish living in the water, he always wanted to enjoy being in the water every moment. The feeling of wrapping.

If one day it loses its water envelope, it must be a sign that its death is coming.

Bai Yao responded to his delicate kiss, holding his head gently with both hands, and her fingertips blended into his soft hair. His white hair was so long that when it spread down, it seemed like it turned into the shadow of the moon, covering her Also shrouded in it.

His beautiful red eyes were crooked, gazing tenderly at her close at hand, shining brightly.

Xie Jiu whispered: "Yao Yao, I am so happy."

The word "happiness" has always been too plain when spoken by many people, but the moment it came out of his mouth, the impact was so strong that her heart trembled.

Xie Jiu slowly wiped the corners of her eyes with his fingertips, "Yao Yao, don't cry."

She choked and said: "I didn't cry."

He tilted his head and said innocently, "Did Yaoyao pee in her eyes?"

Bai Yao burst into laughter and pretended to be fierce, reaching out and grabbing his ears, "You just peed your eyes! I am a girl, you are not allowed to say that to me!"

In fact, she didn't exert any force at all, but Xie Jiu still pretended to be in severe pain and kept begging for mercy, "Yao Yao Yao Yao Yao Yao! I was wrong! I was wrong! I really know I was wrong!"

During the "struggle", his robe, which was not well-dressed in the first place, slipped loosely from his shoulders. A large area of ​​spring scenery still dyed with red plum blossoms bloomed, filling the room with light, and it caught people's eyes.

The robe on Xie Jiu's body was about to fall off, and it was still barely hanging on his waist. The white mermaid line was still exposed. If it was too tight, it would be too tight, and if it was too much, it would be too frivolous. Only with such a vague appearance, could it be seen. It will make girls who know the taste of marrow even more eager.

He was completely unaware that he had accidentally exposed himself. He tilted his head, held one of her hands and put it against his face. He rubbed his face deliberately, and his smooth shoulders were lifted up intentionally or unintentionally. Her hand Touched more skin.

He kissed her wrist flatteringly, and then followed her wrist to her forearm.

The young man's charming eyes were as charming as silk, and he said, "Yao Yao, don't be angry with me, okay?"

Bai Yao held his face, stood on tiptoes and kissed him.

The two figures staggered back and fell on the carpet. He raised his body and covered them again. The white robe finally slipped off, like a thin quilt made of moonlight, wrapping the intertwined figures together, hiding a little bit of love.

downstairs.

The ghost doll raised his head and stared at the ceiling, and he made a questioning voice, "Huh?"

——Is the movement above an earthquake?

Miss Chopper covered her son's ears, her face flushed.

There are still minors here!

Don't they know how to take it easy? ?