triple world

The sudden scream in the middle of the night startled the drowsy maid sitting in the hall and stood up straight away. She was the only one sitting in the empty hall with the lights on, and she felt a little scary for no reason.

The scream was filled with boundless horror and fear, and it stopped abruptly after a moment, so that when she came back to her senses, she began to wonder if it was her own illusion.

But that's not it.

In less than a minute, Dr. Song, who lived in the guest room not far away, had already come out. Obviously he had heard it, and his face was a little more anxious and unbearable.

His clothes were neat, he didn't seem to come out in a hurry, maybe he didn't rest after being called over, just waiting there.

"Should we go there now?" Dr. Song asked, his face was a little ugly.

As the family doctor of the Gu family, he has actually experienced many such encounters, but the more times he has, the more sympathy he has for that person.

The maid shook her head: "The young master didn't call us, just keep waiting."

She let out a breath, trying to relax herself, but the scream just now was so shrill that she couldn't calm down for a while.

Dr. Song clenched his fists, thinking of something, and forced himself to sit down beside her.

The maid has been working here for 12 years. From the young girl who stepped into the rich family at a young age to the middle-aged woman who handles things in an orderly manner, she has witnessed how the two children have gone from being cute and cute to today. this point.

Because of the blood relationship, the Eldest Young Master has a very weak sense of existence in this family. He also realizes this, so he backs down everywhere, doesn't fight for anything, doesn't grab anything. After a while the taste changes.

He was imprisoned in this seemingly sprawling house for eight years.

For eight years, the eldest young master has not been able to take a step forward. He is like a bird in a cage, and he will stay in this cage until he dies.

The relationship between them is deformed, full of violence and blood and a little bit of tenderness, slowly turning both of them into lunatics.

A seemingly normal, rotten madman on the inside.

The maid closed her eyes, and she didn't know when such days would end.

***

Fu Yan breathed out shallowly, covered in cold sweat, his throat hurt, his forehead hurt, and his calf hurt, so painful that he didn't even dare to breathe, the pain was like a pinprick from bottom to top, and every inch of his flesh was hurting. screaming for pain.

He opened his mouth in vain, and his eyes turned black one after another.

The pain at that moment just overwhelmed the fear in his heart, but now he can't remember what the pain was like, it's just very painful, very painful, so painful that his scalp is numb and his body has no strength.

The continuous pain stimulated Fu Yan's brain, he gradually woke up, and realized how bad his current situation was.

Next to him was Gu Wensheng, but it wasn't the Gu Wensheng he knew, but a Gu Wensheng who was controlled by the emotions of the second young master in his memory.

As the pain invaded, more and more memories emerged in his mind. Those memories about the relationship between the eldest and second young masters made his heart shudder.

Gu Wensheng was still standing next to him, his cold eyes darting across every inch of his body, but Fu Yan had no strength to run away, the moment just now drained all his energy.

He had to find a way to wake up Gu Wensheng.

The young man's forehead was covered with cold sweat, his cheeks were stained a little red because of the pain, and his pale complexion had some color because of it. His eyes looked up without focus, but his body was trembling slightly because of the cold. When Gu Wensheng reached out to touch the His skin was warm again, and he loved the temperature so much.

Seeing his mouth opening and closing slightly, Gu Wensheng knelt beside him and leaned over to listen: "Brother, what are you talking about?"

What came out of his throat was the sound of breath, and he couldn't even understand half a word. Gu Wensheng hugged his waist and lifted him up, letting him lean on his shoulders. His weak body seemed to be boneless and limp. Sticking to him: "I can't understand what you're saying."

Gu Wensheng felt the slightly cold temperature brought by the damp sweat, and then reached out to touch Fu Yan's face.

Gu Wensheng felt an inexplicable satisfaction in his heart. Seeing Fu Yan's weak appearance, he suddenly felt great joy. In most of the body controlled by that will, there was a small part that belonged to him.

jealous.

Even if brother is in such pain now, he still thinks about his younger brother in his heart, but he is not the person he always thinks about because he is always by his side, it's not fair at all.

Now that it hurts and I have no strength to move, will I think of him more?

Gu Wensheng tilted his head and rubbed his cheek, how nice it sounded like "hearing the sound" just now.

In fact, there was a feeling in his heart telling him that he had done something wrong and that he had to change his behavior as soon as possible, but he hadn't changed his actions since the thought appeared.

Gu Wensheng didn't want to.

The weak brother who is the only one he can rely on, he is reluctant to let go.

Humming a strange tune, he lowered his head to kiss Fu Yan's lips.

Fu Yan's eyelashes trembled, and he leaned over to kiss the corner of his eyes again, to wipe away the tears that fell unconsciously, and hugged him distressedly: "Brother, I like you so much."

Gu Wensheng hugged Fu Yan, and his eyes gradually became pitch black.

He felt himself sitting on the icy floor, and the cold air rushed into his body and made him shiver. He touched his arm and found that he was only wearing a vest, and the thin fabric was as cold as his body , which made him couldn't help but hugged his arms tightly and curled up in one place.

It was so quiet and cold, Gu Wensheng didn't know where he was.

After an unknown period of time, he was so cold that he was about to lose consciousness. He heard a slight movement in a trance, like the sound of claws scratching the door. The movement became louder and louder, and Gu Wensheng even heard the sound of a cat meowing.

Ah, yes, he pissed off his mother today, and he was locked in the storage room, and the cat was scratching the door.

The cat's meowing became Gu Wensheng's only hope, as if it could scratch the door open and save himself after a while, Gu Wensheng's heart was pounding in his cold body, and he was a little excited.

But soon a woman's voice shattered his sweet dream. The shrill meow was followed by the sound of approaching footsteps: "I'm not at home now, but I want to see who can protect him!"

The cat was kicked away.

Gu Wensheng lowered his raised head and buried it in his knees. He grabbed his hair and covered his ears, trying to keep all the sounds out of his body.

Then, he saw some memories, which did not belong to him, but only belonged to the second young master who was filled with anger and cruelty—the elder brother who was close to him was suddenly alienated from him. Secretly discussing with his father about going abroad, every bit of it shows that he was suddenly abandoned, and his beloved brother didn't want him anymore...

Many changes made his originally warm heart turn cold. He watched his unrelated elder brother with scrutiny, and finally took the first step of his plan tentatively.

The two kinds of memories were mixed together, which gave Gu Wensheng a severe headache. Sadism and self-exile were arguing, and a result had to be decided.

The sky was slightly bright, Fu Yan tried his best to open his eyes, Gu Wensheng, who was holding him, did not move, the expression on his face kept changing, the emotional changes made his face twisted, and the hand holding his neck became more and more forceful.

Violent and wronged expressions appeared on Gu Wensheng's face from time to time, Fu Yan took a breath and gathered up some strength to reach out to touch his face, speaking in a hoarse voice.

In the darkness, there were only the angry shouts of women and the insatiable resentment of young people. Gu Wensheng held his head and resisted all the voices, but he couldn't refuse them no matter what. Those voices made him have a splitting headache.

In a daze, Gu Wensheng suddenly heard a man's voice. He couldn't hear what he was saying, but it became his last straw. He tried his best to listen to that voice, as if he could stay away from the other two roars.

"This is... the last day..." the voice continued intermittently.

The last day?what last dayGu Wensheng didn't understand what he was talking about, but the voice made him escape from the dispute between the other two voices for a short time, and made him feel better. He followed him like a life-saving straw.

The voice seemed to come from a sick person, and it was about to stop after a few words. Gu Wensheng was suddenly worried, whether he was sick, and for no reason, he panicked.

"Brother will...cough...protect you well..." Fu Yan felt the growing force on his neck, and the suffocation made his eyes darken, and he was about to be speechless.

The tears that had stopped a long time ago began to fall again, Fu Yan knew that he couldn't bear it anymore, he opened his mouth but couldn't make a sound.

He asked himself in his heart, is he going to die in this game world, this SS-level game world that they underestimated at the beginning, is their carelessness.

Fu Yan couldn't see anything.

He couldn't help but wonder, if Gu Wensheng found out that everything would collapse when he regained consciousness, he would cry, I don't want him to cry...

I'm sorry Yangyang, brother can't go on...

Hearing the sound, even if I become a shadow, will you still like me...

And his shadow, let him down...

Fu Yan opened his mouth in vain, and silently repeated what he said, until the strength on his neck suddenly dissipated, and the air rushed into his throat. He couldn't help coughing violently, almost coughing out his lungs .

Gu Wensheng's dark eyes suddenly became colored, Fu Yan in his arms was leaning against his chest coughing half dead, he heard Fu Yan's voice, it was like a ray of light breaking through the darkness, and rescued him from the shackles of the darkness come out.

"Brother." With a hoarse voice, Gu Wensheng withdrew his hand in fear, looked at the purple-red finger marks on Fu Yan's neck but did not dare to touch them, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry——"

There were tears in his eyes, and he began to cry like a child.

It's not the same anymore, he's not alone, someone will protect him, always protect him.