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He heard a soft "hmm" from the man.

I don't know if he heard it wrong, Mr. Yu's ending sound rose slightly, and he seemed to be in a good mood.

"I bought some flowers when I came back and put them here."

Xie Qiao deliberately elongated the tone, and the accent fell on the last three words.

Yu Hansheng put down the book in his hand and looked back.

After confirming that Mr. Yu noticed the flowers on the cabinet, Xie Qiao stammered, "Good night, Mr. Yu."

After he finished speaking, he quickly left the room, closed the door, and leaned his back against the cold door, breathing hard to calm down.

Behind the door, Yu Hansheng closed the book, glanced at the dark purple Louis XIV on the cabinet, and the next moment——

As if the rose had its own consciousness, the branches and leaves stretched and hung on the wall. The slightly yellowed leaf tips were revived, covered with a thin layer of aura, and would never wither. Small cards hang down naturally.

The giant snake then withdrew its gaze and continued reading.

The next day, Xie Qiao woke up at six o'clock.

To be more precise, he didn't sleep last night.

He walked out of the room, the door of Mr. Yu's room was still closed, he stopped in his footsteps, his mind was full of thoughts about whether Mr. Yu would accept his wishes.

He felt that it was not an option to go on like this, so he went downstairs to cook.

But the ghost got up earlier than him. It was only six o'clock in the morning. Start cleaning the whole house.

Xie Qiao: ………underestimated the level of diligence of the ghost

Black Cat arrived at the company early in the morning, and found Zhu Yu who had stayed up all night to finish drawing and was about to leave work in a corner of the office floor on the 35th floor.

The black cat is tall and tall, with a shallow scar on his face. Seeing the person suddenly, Zhu Yu was so frightened that he was completely sleepy: "Brother Hei, I haven't broken a day this month. I really can't draw any more." Oh, who made me only have eight legs."

"I didn't ask you to update."

The black cat dragged a chair and sat down, and put its two long legs on the desk casually: "Do you know Master Liu Yin?"

Zhu Yugang wanted to say that he had no friends at home, let alone anyone he knew, but his pupils widened when he heard the name of Layman Liu Yin.

He really knew this man.

When he didn't come to Yu's before, he often drew covers for authors on the same website to earn some extra money, and he was the one who drew the cover of Layman Liuyin.

Layman Liu Yin has been writing articles on the website for ten years, and they have been tepid, but they often encourage each other.

However, Layman Liuyin's new book "Liuyin's Stories" suddenly exploded recently, and the niche theme topped the sales list on the website. Instead, the two of them lost contact.

Zhu Yu nodded.

"Take me to find him."

The black cat stood up from the chair.

Zhu Yu looked puzzled.

He accidentally turned on his phone and searched.

Sure enough, "Liu Yin's Stories" has been suspended for four days.

He stopped wondering immediately.

These years, readers have come to remind me to update.

He couldn't help shivering, who would have thought that authors have now become high-risk occupations.

Liuyin was not far from the border town, and the black cat was not in a hurry to get on the plane, so he dragged Zhu Yu into the car and drove towards Liuyin by himself.

At one o'clock in the afternoon, the two arrived in front of a residential house.

Zhu Yu glanced at the black cat, who raised an eyebrow.

Zhu Yu immediately stepped forward and knocked lightly on the door: "Is anyone there? I'm Zhu Yu."

The house was silent and no one answered.

"I didn't eat."

The black cat meowed impatiently.

Zhu Yu's knock on the door became stronger immediately, but as soon as he knocked, the black cat kicked open the anti-theft door easily.

Zhu Yu: You kicked my door so hard last time, right? ? ?

But he didn't dare to say anything, and followed the black cat into the room.

As soon as you enter the room, you can smell a strong smell of blood. Shocking dark red blood oozes from the snow-white walls, and bright red minced meat is scattered all over the floor from the living room to the bedroom, like a beast that has been raging. trace.

And at the end of the minced meat, there was only a laptop computer with bloody fingerprints on it. There was no one in front of the computer, but there seemed to be an invisible hand typing on the keyboard, uploading the written text to the website.

After reading the text clearly, Zhu Yu's complexion turned pale, his stomach retched, and he fainted from fright.

Huo Ming is a bank clerk. He is busy working in the bank every day, but he has no idea of ​​resigning because of the high salary. He wants to earn enough money for his wife and children to move to the underground city earlier.

Although it is within the defense line, as long as the southern defense line is not broken, there will be no great danger, but there is no absolute safety on the ground.

When he got home and took off his suit, his wife took his daughter to the home of his parents-in-law. He opened the refrigerator and put the cake he brought for his daughter in. He didn't want to eat it, so he only drank a bottle of cheap nutrition.

After drinking, his cell phone rang suddenly.

He swiped open the screen, and it was a system message.

——You have successfully joined the Liuyin ghost story book friend group.

Confusion appeared in his eyes, and then he slowly remembered.

He accidentally clicked on a novel while sitting on the subway after overtime work yesterday. The novel has an inexplicable appeal. He hasn't read a novel for almost ten years, let alone a horror novel, but he keeps seeing updates. , The subway almost passed the station.

The author hadn't updated it all the time, so he joined the book friend group to ask what was going on, but he didn't expect the application to be approved at this time.

There are group announcements hanging in the group.

--do not speak.

Huo Ming was a little puzzled. If he didn't want people to talk, he could just silence him. He didn't take it seriously and greeted the group members politely.

[Huo Ming] Hello everyone, I am very happy to join the group

[Huo Ming] When will the author update?

There was silence in the group, and no one replied to him.

Just when he was about to close the group and disappear, the phone screen suddenly turned red!

Lines of small characters followed closely——

you will die!

you will die!

……

Got a virus on your phone?

He wanted to turn off the phone, but there was no response from the phone. In the next second, a black mollusc creature emerged from the screen, and its sharp teeth bit his skin.

……

In the end, there was only a piece of minced meat left.

And "Liu Yin's Stories", which has not been updated for a long time on the website, has updated the latest chapter "Scarlet Book Friends Group".

——Huo Ming is an employee of a bank. He returned home one day, opened the refrigerator and drank a bottle of nutritional supplements. He was delighted to find that he had joined the book club...

Xie Qiao was restless for most of the day.

When Yu Hansheng returned to Dongshan Manor, he mustered up the courage to insinuate: "Mr. Yu, the flowers you sent yesterday...do you still like it?" Did you see the card he wrote?

Yu Hansheng looked down at Xie Qiao for a while, and said two words: "I like it."

Not a single word was mentioned about the card.

Xie Qiao could only whisper "Oh" and went back to the room.

Looking at the young man's back, Yu Hansheng frowned, showing a rare hint of confusion.

Xie Qiao returned to the room, and the phone vibrated.

——You have successfully joined the Liuyin ghost story book friend group.

He clicked into the group. Generally speaking, the size of a book friend group is not particularly large, but this group has nearly 2000 people. What is puzzling is that the administrator did not disable all speech, and no one in the group spoke.

Just as he was wondering, he looked up and saw the group announcement on the top.

--do not speak.

What happens when you speak?

Xie Qiao subconsciously sent a message.

[Xie Qiao] Why can't you speak?

Still no one responded.

He sent another message.

【Xie Qiao】Just curious

Still no one cares about him.

Xie Qiao felt that this book friend group was weird. He had always believed in his intuition, and swiped his slender fingers to the option to withdraw from the group.

——Do you want to leave this group?

However, before he had time to press OK, the screen of the phone suddenly turned red, and the entire screen seemed to be bathed in blood, and he couldn't see anything clearly!

Row after row of black characters suddenly appeared on the screen.

you will die!

you will die!

……

The font is not a standard print, but more similar to handwriting. From the increasingly vigorous strokes, it can be seen that the writer's resentment is getting deeper and deeper.

When the last word fell, a pool of black ooze suddenly poured into the edge of the screen.

It's a corpse!

Xie Qiao immediately threw away the phone.

He is no stranger to this scene, the last time he talked with Jiang Li, he also got corpses out of his mobile phone, and they seemed to be able to parasitize on the Internet.

Throwing away the phone was useless, the phone screen was not broken, but the black ooze seeped out gradually, and finally formed a humanoid black creature, baring its sharp teeth at Xie Qiao.

If you were bitten, you would definitely be bitten into pieces.

Without hesitation, Xie Qiao ran out the door. The collected illustrations on the bookshelf were so frightened that their faces paled, and they timidly flew into Xie Qiao's arms.

Xie Qiao turned the doorknob hard.

But the doorknob seemed to be sealed with glue, and it couldn't be unscrewed.

The corpse behind him crawled over without any surprise.

The little elf, who had only woken up after sleeping until now, walked up the stairs on the fourth floor, and was delighted to find that the enchantment from last night had disappeared, and it flew towards Xie Qiao's room with its transparent wings.

It wants to sue Xie Qiao.

But it flew outside the young man's bedroom and found that the door couldn't be opened again.

It must be that Xiangliu did it.

Is nine heads that great?

It's also powerful with one head.

The green elf was so wronged that he vomited a ball of black flames on the door with all his strength, and a big hole was burned in the wooden door.

Before it flew in, the young man hurried out of the hole with a book in his arms.

Nini: (⊙o⊙)! !

Nini looked up at the curly hair on the young man's forehead, and was about to cry out of self-blame, and said tremblingly: "Xie Qiao, I, I didn't mean to burn you."

"Thank you."

Xie Qiao breathed a sigh of relief after running out, and pointed to the door: "There is a corpse."

"give it to me."

The bald elf who blamed himself just now stopped crying.

Xie Qiao took a few steps back.

Black ooze crawled out of the wooden door, and when the ooze completely crawled out, Nini, who was full of confidence just now, was stunned, and after realizing it, he flew onto Xie Qiao's shoulder and said embarrassingly: "I can't beat it!" .”

Xie Qiao: ... ... too real

He didn't say much, and immediately ran to Mr. Yu's room.

When he opened the door, Yu Hansheng was still sitting at the desk looking at the documents.

Seeing him coming in, Yu Hansheng looked over at him.

"Mr. Yu, there is a corpse."

Xie Qiao immediately ran behind Yu Hansheng, holding the back of the chair nervously.

After his words fell, the corpse crawled into the room along the open door.

"What's so scary about that?"

Yu Hansheng looked calm and didn't pay attention to the corpse at all.

Xie Qiao: ...but I'm just a rabbit with lop ears

Not long after the corpse crawled, a black sword intent suddenly appeared in the air, and the sword intent condensed into a sharp ink blade, cutting the corpse in half in the air.

Half of the corpse's body fell to the ground, and half of it fell heavily on the wall, and the hanging rose fell to the floor.

For a moment, Xie Qiao felt that the temperature in the air dropped by two points, and Mr. Yu, who was calm before, seemed to be angry.

The man's thin lips were pursed into a straight line.

The blade drew a radiant sword flower in the air, and the corpse that had been split in half was cut to pieces, moaning in pain until it turned into a gray mist.

The collection illustrated book, which was timid before, suddenly became courageous, and flew out from the young man's arms to absorb the gray mist.

Only the green skin elf on Xie Qiao's shoulder fell into melancholy, what should I do, it seems that he really can't beat this Xiangliu.

Xie Qiao's eyes fell on the scattered roses on the ground and paused. Mr. Yu hung the roses on the wall, he must have seen the card, but he didn't say anything.

He is a self-aware person, of course he understands that an adult's silence means rejection, he bit his lip and said with great restraint: "Thank you, Mr. Yu."

When he walked out of the room, he paused and said, "It has caused you too much trouble. I have found a suitable house and will move out as soon as possible."

Yu Hansheng frowned. For some reason, the young man suddenly said that he wanted to move out, and his brows became colder.

He walked to the door, and his eyes fell on the rose on the ground. The decorative card tied at the end was pushed away by the branches and leaves, and there were three words written on it.

--Boy friend.

He picked up the rose carefully and confirmed that it was Xie Qiao's handwriting.

He finally understood why Xie Qiao asked him if he liked flowers in the morning, his tightly pursed lips suddenly opened, and the mole at the end of his eyes was more red than the rose in his hand.

And Xie Qiao was walking outside, his head was hanging down, his face was covered in shadows, his heart seemed to be held by an invisible hand, throbbing with pain.

It's okay, he told himself.

Haven't you always been used to being alone?Even his adoptive father, who was very kind to him, asked, "Aren't rabbits familiar with raising rabbits?"

Xie Qiao, it's all right.

He said this to himself, but his whole body seemed to have no strength, and his steps became more and more tired. When he was about to walk down the stairs, his waist felt cold——

was hugged.

He froze, Mr. Yu hugged him from behind, resting his sharp chin on the top of his head, his usually cold voice was tinged with warmth: "I received it."

"So, don't go back on your word."