I always feel like my boyfriend wants to kill me

Si Han hurried home, locked the door behind him, and wrapped himself in a quilt, only now did he feel a little relieved.

Thinking of what happened just now, he could hardly believe his eyes!Why did Zhou Ming suddenly become so terrifying!And where have all the people on the road gone?

He suddenly had a feeling that the whole world had changed when he woke up.

What is the problem?Si Han tried his best to recall that Zhou Ming seemed to have changed only when he mentioned the book Lord of Gods.

So to say……

Si Han was quick-witted and quickly took the novel on the bed in his hands.

Looking at the four big characters of God's Domain Master on the cover, Si Han suddenly felt creepy.

He remembered that he had read this short book last night, but why now he can't remember the plot in it at all.

He hurriedly looked through it, but was shocked to find that... there was not a single word in it.

The air suddenly became cold.

The warm sunlight shining into the room could not dispel his chill at the moment.

Sure enough, his subconscious mind was right, there was a problem with everything here.

Zhou Ming's words echoed in his ears.

"I saw Wenren Yeqing go to Zhoujia Academy last night, where did you see it?"

"Answer me, is he dead?"

"Smell, people, night, pour"

Si Han paused every word, murmured the name softly, as if enlightened.

He took a deep breath, and he was almost sure that the reason why he always felt that something was wrong was because of this person.

But who is he?

His heart throbbed with pain, as if a piece was missing, Si Han racked his brains to think, but still couldn't outline his appearance.

"Who the hell is it?" Si Han's head suddenly hurt, he covered his head and curled up on the bed in pain.

The sudden sound of "Boom" pumping water made Si Han startled, he hurriedly looked in the direction of the bathroom, his heart beating wildly.

Who is there?

Si Han picked up the vase next to the bed, and walked cautiously to the bathroom.

"Is it Zhou Ming?" He tentatively asked.

Si Han kicked the door open violently.

nothing...

Si Han didn't dare to relax, and stepped forward to check the toilet carefully.

With a bang, the bathroom door slammed shut.

What!Si Han rushed to the door and tried hard to break the door handle, but the door couldn't be opened even though the handle could be turned.

At this moment, that strong sense of disobedience came quietly again.

This feeling couldn't be ignored at all. Looking at his hands, he always felt that he was too weak like this.

But isn't that what he looks like?

And at this moment, Si Han suddenly had a strong premonition, almost subconsciously, he turned his head abruptly, and a gust of wind blew past his ears, making him feel goose bumps all over his body.

On the white door panel in between, a bright red bloody handprint appeared on it, and the winding bloodstain below it gradually formed a dead word.

Now, Si Han took half a step back and looked at the door panel in disbelief. The scene in front of him made it impossible for him to convince himself that this was an illusion.

Strange yet familiar environment, blank books, crazy friends, weird bloody handprints, including his own agility, and... that familiar name.

What happened to all this?

Si Han covered his head in pain.An inexplicable force surged in his body, and he trembled all over, as if something was about to burst out of his body.

At this moment, Si Han's shoulders sank, and an extremely cold breath came to him.

Si Han was clever, a black sword suddenly appeared in his hand, he turned around and slashed backward.

"Stab!" There was a violent corrosion sound, and a scarlet arm was cut off by him, and before it landed, it turned into a blood mist.

Before Si Han had time to catch his breath, he felt as if his legs were being grabbed by something, and then he was dragged towards the bathtub.

He hurriedly stabbed down with the black sword, only to find that there was nothing on his feet.

A sense of familiarity arises spontaneously, as if he has treated others like this before.

However, there was no time to think about it, Si Han clung to the door tightly, not letting himself be dragged out. The dragging feeling did not decrease but increased. After all, his strength was exhausted, and he moved towards the bathtub bit by bit.

Si Han frightenedly swung the black sword.But he couldn't touch anything, the touch under his feet was so strong, he looked back at the bathtub with lingering fear, and felt that the blood in his body was almost frozen. He was sure that once he was dragged in, he would never be able to get out again.

However, he always felt that his abilities were more than that, and he broke out in a cold sweat. Si Han tried desperately to recall, but his brain was dizzy, and he couldn't think of anything.

Do you really want to die here?He thought desperately, he hadn't figured out what was going on, and he hadn't remembered who Wenren Yeqing was, so he just died for no reason!

Finally, when one foot touched the bathtub, a red light flashed in front of his eyes, and the strength under his feet suddenly disappeared.

Huh, he breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly stood up from the ground before he dared to look at the bathtub.

What shocked him was that the red light was actually a rope, and in the bathtub, a very ferocious head was hoisted high by the rope, and then the rope tightened suddenly.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" the shrill scream pierced through Si Han's eardrums, and that head immediately turned into a cloud of black air, which was completely absorbed by the rope.

"Ding, congratulations to the host, clearing out the second traverser, Lin Jiang." A familiar voice sounded in Si Han's mind.

Si Han froze in place suddenly, his brain was in a mess, and countless memory fragments came one after another, making him completely confused.

In a daze, head coach Si Han saw, in a field of pure white vision, a bewitching figure in red appeared at some point.

The red robe was like fire, the blue silk was like ink, and the jade-like young man stood there, looking so flirtatious.

At this moment, Si Han's chaotic brain became sober, he looked at the figure in front of him at a loss, his mind was overwhelmed, and there was a name that was about to come out.

At this moment, the boy in front of him stretched out a slender white hand, and a low, slightly hoarse voice sounded.

"Sihan, follow me."

Si Han stared blankly at the hand in front of him, and slowly put his own on it.

The temperature in the boy's palm was icy cold, but it made Si Han feel extremely at ease.

He turned around and walked, everything in front of him shattered into pieces with the young man's steps, scattered like snowflakes, leaving only the slender figure in front of him, like eternity.

Si Han looked up at the boy, who was the only light in this collapsing world, whispering the name that he thought about day and night.

"Wearing People at Night"

The tightly clenched hands tightened suddenly, Si Han saw the person in front of him pause, and then responded softly.

It was the first time he called his name.