My CP sends sugar every day [ABO]

The three of them first came to a place that looked like a bathroom.

The overall color of the room is greenish, and there is a fish tank covered by a curtain in the middle. There are many large and small mirrors in the room, which are arranged chaotically around the room, and even the ceiling and floor are scattered.

What's even more weird is that in this secret room where even the corridors are extremely dark, only this bathroom is lit with a large white lamp.

As soon as Duanjiu entered, he smelled a strange smell in the air, like the smell of something being burnt, and also a bit of a stench of rotten food.

【Guys, why does this place look familiar to me】

[Where does it look familiar?Isn't it just a bathroom decorated in a retro style? 】

[The one in front is not a horror movie lover at first glance, this scene is very similar to the bathroom with the old lady in "The Shining"]

[Fuck, it's true, I have goosebumps. 】

Animals finally have an inexplicable closeness to the light source, because it means that the unknown and dangerous darkness disappears, replaced by a strong sense of security with warmth.

Even though this bathroom is full of weirdness, it is still no more terrifying than the stumps encountered in the room before.

Xi already sighed in relief, rubbed his arms, carefully walked around the mirror on the floor and followed Duan Jiu.

Duan Jiu winked at Wu Qianze, and the other party tacitly parted ways with him and began to explore this seemingly normal bathroom with a weird atmosphere everywhere.

"I don't seem to have anything there."

After exploring around, Duan Jiu came to Wu Qianze and said.

Wu Qianze rummaged through the basket on the floor where the laundry was placed, but accidentally found several bloody clothes from it.

"This is... a dress?" Duan Jiu looked at the blood-stained purple dress in Wu Qianze's hands, and then looked at Wu Qianze again, and he saw the same doubt in the other party's eyes.

"Why is there a blood-stained skirt in this place?" Duan Jiu took the purple skirt in Wu Qianze's hand, and shook it off to see the full appearance of the skirt. "And you said, this skirt Does it look familiar?"

"It seems a bit." Wu Qianze frowned, and after a while pointed to the hole in the middle of the skirt, "It seems to have been pierced with a sharp object, and judging from the direction and measurement of the blood, the victim should have been pierced by a sharp object." Hurt the stomach."

So the question is, why is there a bloody female garment in this bright bathroom?

Xiji didn't want to get involved with the two of them in studying skirts. After all, some things that happened just now made the relationship between him and them a bit stiff, so he didn't want to be a light bulb.

But when he saw the purple dress that was stained deeper with blood from a long distance, his originally pitiful eyes widened, and the undisguised horror in the eyes poured into his brain along the blood.

He shook his hands and pointed at the dress, his voice was hoarse and trembling, which was the reaction of extreme panic.

"that."

The two people who heard the voice turned back to look at Xiji, Xiji swallowed her saliva and tried to organize her words, "Didn't Xiaoqian wear that skirt?"

As soon as these words came out, the barrage was silent for three seconds, and then the barrage flooded in and almost flooded the screen.

[Fuck, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah! ! ! ! 】

[I'm fucking stupid! ! !It really is! ! ! 】

【what happened! !Something happened to the guest? ! 】

[Sloppy, I'm alone at home, the cabinet moved, I don't want to look at it! ! 】

【day!Why is this happening.Too much shrimp!The guests actually have death scripts! 】

[Damn, I'm gone, what should I do, my old fan came out and said something! ! ! 】

【...Old fans don't know what to say anymore, so I can only hope that the remaining three artists will be blessed. 】

The three parties present who were sympathized with by fans from all walks of life, except for Xi Ji who was already frightened and lost his voice, the two who were holding the clothes of the "victim" didn't feel much.

Their eyes met, and they tilted their heads to look up and down the dress in a tacit understanding.

"Oh, I just said why it looks so familiar." Duan Jiu said.

"Well, so it's hers." Wu Qianze echoed.

"Hey, then why do you think she ran away after throwing her clothes here?" Duan Jiu pulled the gap in the middle of the skirt with his hands, "It's strange to think that she still has the strength to change after being stabbed."

"Well, indeed." Wu Qianze reached out and rummaged through the basket again, "Except for this dress, the rest of the clothes were not stained with blood, and she still had the strength to roll up the clothes and stuff them into the innermost part of the basket, why? It's weird to think about."

Duan Jiu threw the skirt back into the basket and straightened up: "That is to say, it's a big heart to change clothes when you're about to die."

Wu Qianze snorted and laughed: "That's not true."

Seeing that they were alone, neither surprised nor shocked at all, without the slightest bit of fear or panic, they began to analyze the strange points of the incident in a reasonable and methodical manner, and then matched with Wu Qianze's overbearing smile.

Standing aside, Xiji's state of mind gradually changed from panic to a stunned one like wood: "..."

He doesn't seem so scared anymore.

Everyone's attention was on the purple dress in the clothes basket, and no one noticed that a dark figure suddenly appeared behind the shower curtain that had never been opened.

Shila-

【Um?what happened? 】

[Did the screen freeze just now? 】

[Yes, yes, I thought it was my phone problem.The painting screen just now scared me. 】

[Is there a problem with the live broadcast? 】

There seemed to be no value in this bathroom other than the blood-stained purple dress.

Xiji was about to leave with the two of them, but when he turned around and saw the figure behind the shower curtain, he was tongue-tied, and all the screams were blocked by himself in his throat.

Duan Jiu also saw the sudden figure, he took two steps back and stretched out his hand to protect Wu Qianze behind him, staring at the black figure with sharp eyes.

Wu Qianze originally wanted to put Duan Jiu behind her, but when she saw the resolute and vigilant gaze from the corner of her eye, her heart softened and she gave up this idea.

It feels good to be protected once in a while.

Although with his natural advantages as an alpha, no matter if that black shadow is an NPC or a real monster, he can twist the opponent's head off before danger happens.

However, the black shadow didn't make any attacking movements. Judging from the figure, it should be a woman.

She stroked her long hair, as if she was taking a bath in her own home.

Xi was so frightened that he didn't dare to breathe. After the previous few lessons, he knew that it was best not to do anything now. He moved his steps carefully and retreated towards the door behind him. As long as there is a problem, he will Absolutely rush out of this room immediately.

[What's going on with Xiji?Want to slip by yourself? 】

[There's nothing you can do about it. He's the one closest to the door. If you don't slip now, when should you slip? 】

[But his teammates are still inside. 】

"Hello." The melodious male voice resounded through the room like a clear spring hitting a wall, which really shocked Xiji who was about to escape.

Duan Jiu looked at the black figure who was still "bathing" on his own, seeing that she didn't want to talk to him, so he frowned delicately.

"I'm talking to you." Duan Jiu thought for a while, he should name his name, "I'm talking about you, that black thing."

[Pfft, hahahahahahaha, Duan Jiu is poisonous, right? 】

[Grass (a kind of plant), this is the first time I have seen someone call a ghost shadow a black thing, and they can still be calm when encountering such supernatural things, Duanjiu, awesome. 】

【Hahahahahahahaha, the scary atmosphere disappeared all of a sudden】

The ghost seemed to understand what Duan Jiu was saying, and the hand that was still stroking her hair suddenly stopped, and then she was like a rusty machine that had not been lubricated with oil, and her every move was full of stuttering stiff.

A bruised hand protruded from behind the shower curtain, her nails were half-shedding, her skin was old and worn, and it was covered with yellow spots.

She stretched out her index finger to point at Duan Jiu, and then she seemed to be fixed and remained silent.

"Duan, Duan Jiu, you shouldn't make her angry." Xiji's voice was hoarse, tinged with fear.He looked at the outstretched ugly arm, never stopped retreating, and broke out in cold sweat.

Hearing this, Duan Jiu, who was being targeted, was not afraid at all, instead, he looked in the direction of her finger, and pulled Wu Qianze to take a step to the left.

That hand was still standing there in a daze, and did not move along with Duan Jiu's movement.

"She's not referring to me, she should be referring to those clothes." After Duan Jiu finished speaking, he glanced into the clothes basket, and then took out the blood-stained dress from the basket.

"Here, here you are." He took two steps forward and handed the dress to the skinny hand.

The hand that got the skirt quickly pulled the skirt back behind the shower curtain, and couldn't see any rigid and inconvenient appearance before.

Judging from the actions of the shadow behind the shower curtain, she seemed to be changing clothes.

The moment she changed her clothes, the bright light above her head suddenly began to flicker.One bright and one dark, one dark and one bright.

As if there was some pattern, Duan Jiu silently recorded the number of lights flickering and its pattern in his heart.

After a while, the lights suddenly went out, and the whole room fell into death-like silence and darkness.Someone turned on the exhaust fan, and the old fan blades rotated and rolled the air, making a rumbling sound.

In the pitch-dark environment, Duan Jiu's first reaction was not to switch on the flashlight in his hand, but to subconsciously reach for the person behind him, but he didn't expect that person to grab him one step earlier than him outstretched palm.

The two of them interlocked their fingers in the darkness like this, as if grasping the most precious treasure in the world.

No one tried to turn on the light, and no one tried to speak.

The live broadcast interface was pitch black, and the white question marks on the bullet screen directly filled the pitch-black canvas.

[What's the situation, why don't they speak. 】

【No one is using a flashlight】

[It's fine for those two calm brothers not to talk, why doesn't Xiji even bark? 】

The person who posted this barrage will know the reason why Xiji, who has always been timid and bluffing, stopped screaming in the next minute.

When Duan Jiu turned on the flashlight to fill the room with light, everyone realized that there was no one in the room.

And the open door looked very lonely at this moment, the lights in the corridor were turned off for some unknown reason, and it was quiet outside, there was no sound, and nothing could be seen.