God’s Gift [Unlimited Streaming]

This weird feeling brought He Ziyun's thoughts back to his mind instantly.

He wanted to throw away the strange white doll in his hand, but he was worried that throwing it away rashly would trigger other more serious effects.

With such hesitation, the white porcelain doll in the young man's hands completely changed.

Under the pale light of the flashlight, the white porcelain doll seemed to have been given a soul and came to life, and its originally stiff facial expressions began to become vivid.

In the young man's eyes, the white porcelain doll has bright red eyes, and its bright red lips want to open, but no sound can come out.

"Clap."

As if realizing that she couldn't make any sound, the white porcelain doll's eyes began to bleed.

[Holy shit, shit, shit, shit, shit, is this baby still bleeding? ! ! 】

[...Family members, do you understand me? I like to collect these cute-looking white porcelain dolls the most... I have a lot of them at home, but now I can’t look at them directly...]

[Don’t worry upstairs, just sleep with your eyes open tonight to prevent them from gathering together and lying on you to bleed into a river]

[…The joke is too cold, so I don’t need to tell it, and it’s not comforting…]

[My wife is so unlucky, why did he happen to her? 】

[Borrowing the building, I just came back from other live broadcast rooms. Other anchors were frightened by the bloody hands patting the glass. Nothing happened. They are almost asleep now]

【? ? ? Has anyone else come across this white porcelain doll? 】

[...actually there was, but they just threw it away]

【…】

The bright red liquid flowing out of the white porcelain doll's eyes fell on He Ziyun's fingers, and the cold and sticky touch seemed to make the bones start to feel cold and painful.

At the same time, the temperature inside the house suddenly dropped several degrees, and the thunderstorm outside the window became louder.

The faint cries of babies that had disappeared seemed to reappear in my ears, shrill and shrill, making people feel uncomfortable.

He Ziyun didn't move. He just looked down at the white porcelain doll in his hand and frowned slightly.

As if aware of the young man's gaze, the doll's eyes painted red with red paint rolled around. The red hole-like eyes stared at the young man holding him coldly and viciously without blinking.

At this time, there was a sudden sound of glass slapping outside the window.

The ghost outside the window seemed to be in a hurry, and every time it slapped the glass, it became harder and harder. In the end, it seemed like it was trying to smash the glass with all its strength.

But the strange thing is that no matter how hard it is pressed, the glass seems to be made of iron. Except for the constant "bang bang bang" sound when being slapped, there is no trace of breaking at all.

This was different from the first time He Ziyun heard the sound of glass being slapped.

But He Ziyun didn't have time to pay attention to who was patting the glass outside the window at this time. He looked down at the white porcelain doll with blood coming from the corners of his eyes in his hand. He thought for a while and didn't know what to do.

There was nothing he could do, he had only entered the dungeon for almost two hours after playing hard, and he still didn't know anything.

This also caused the white porcelain doll's mouth to keep opening and closing like a puppet machine, but still did not let the young man understand what he meant.

"...Save, save...save..."

Sad cries came from all directions in the room, seemingly trying their best to make He Ziyun understand what he meant.

"Help? Help you?"

He Ziyun thought about the meaning of the other party's words and frowned slightly: "Speak more clearly."

[Other anchors: Ahhhhhhh, save me]

[Wife: Please speak clearly! 】

[Hahaha, don’t make me laugh]

【…】

The white porcelain doll that had been shedding blood and tears seemed to be a little silent. Its red eyes stared at the young man, but there was no other way.

The only difference was that He Ziyun could feel the cries of those children getting louder and louder.

It sounded like he had been wronged.

Wronged? Who can make them suffer?

But He Ziyun had no choice. He could only stand up from the ground with his body supported, walked to the table with a flashlight and placed the white porcelain doll on the table.

"Be obedient."

The young man reached out and poked the white porcelain doll's face, which had become soft and normal. He calmly retracted his hand and took out a paper towel on the table to wipe the blood on his hand.

"I don't know anything, I can't help you even if I want to, and I'm very tired now."

He Ziyun sighed, walked to the bedside with a flashlight and sat down without any scruples, and made a shut-up gesture to the white porcelain doll looking at him on the table.

"So you'd better stop disturbing me for the time being and wait until you can speak a complete sentence before chatting with me."

As he spoke, He Ziyun prepared to sleep.

But before he even made the bed, he noticed the cold gaze staring at him from behind.

The young man thought for a while, then got out of bed and took out a few pieces of paper from the tissue box on the table. He placed them on both sides of the white porcelain doll "intimately" and turned the doll over so that its back was facing him.

White porcelain doll: "..."

At one moment, the viewers in the live broadcast room even felt as if they had seen the white porcelain doll's blood and tears stop for a few seconds.

After finishing everything, He Ziyun took out two more tissues to wipe his hands, and waved his hand towards the empty camera.

"good night everybody."

After saying that, the young man couldn't help but yawned. He turned around and went to bed amidst countless barrages such as "I can do it, my wife, good night." He quickly closed his eyes.

As for those non-stop sounds of glass slapping and crying...

It doesn't matter, they can't break the glass now, which means they won't be able to break it tonight.

Just use it as sleep aid music.

He Ziyun closed his eyes and turned a deaf ear to the noise around him.

【! Clothes! I was fine before, but this time I’m really convinced]

[Sure enough, my wife is not an ordinary person. It would scare an ordinary person to death, let alone sleep.]

[White Porcelain Doll: No one speaks for me? 】

【Hahahahaha】

【…】

On the table, there was a white porcelain doll that didn't get any response from the young man, with its back to the bed. I don't know if it was an illusion, but more blood and tears were flowing from the corners of its eyes.

Blood and tears rolled down the pitch-white body, dripping onto the tissues that the young people had folded before going to sleep.

"Woo...wuwu...wuwu..."

"mom, Mom, Mom……"

Half asleep and half awake, He Ziyun seemed to hear the sound of a baby crying for mother. He frowned and quickly retracted his head into the bed and blocked his ears.

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The next day after the heavy rain, it turned out to be unexpectedly clear. The sun was very bright and shone faintly into the house through the curtains.

Inside the room, the young man huddled under the quilt and stretched, slowly sat up, rubbed the back of his eyes, and subconsciously looked at the table when his consciousness returned.

The next second, He Ziyun's eyes froze on the spot, and his consciousness that was still a little awake suddenly woke up.

There is no other reason.

The desktop is empty.

The white porcelain doll he placed on the table last night was gone after one night!