Doll Survival Game [Unlimited]

As soon as he said this, Luo Yiran immediately looked at the child when he entered the new room.

This is when the magician was a child?

How should I put it, it is different from my imagination, if I wear a small suit and sit in front of the piano, it looks more like it.

In this room, the child has grown up a little, he is about six or seven years old, but he seems to be sitting on the edge of the desk as if he was a log.

Luo Yiran stopped and looked back at Luo Dong, he made a comparison.

Luo Dong didn't seem to care about it at all, he said: "This room is the same as the room I lived in back then." The arrangement of the items was all the same.

"The living room is different?"

Luo Dong shook his head with a smile. Although the smile didn't reach his eyes, his voice was not wrong: "I don't remember."

Just remember one room?Luo Yiran paused, and then he understood: "You have never been out of the room, or you have rarely been out."

are you sick?

Luo Dong didn't respond, he held Luo Yiran's hand tightly behind his back, and then walked beside Luo Yiran, for some reason, his sense of peace of mind was even stronger.

"I've lived in this room since I was three years old." The magician squeezed Luo Yiran's fingers, and then he sighed——

"I really don't want the young master to see me in such a mess." Luo Dong lowered his eyes and smiled.

Luo Yiran followed his words and nodded, "Indeed, you love beauty and have strong self-esteem."

Luo Dong was suddenly choked: "..."

Facing Luo Dong's resentful eyes, Luo Yiran said calmly: "You don't want others to see your injured face, don't you?"

Luo Dong withdrew his gaze, and his gaze shifted sideways: "I just don't want you to see it."

"After all, you like beautiful people."

Luo Yiran paused, he suddenly remembered that the magician before entering the mermaid dungeon told him not to like people who were too beautiful, because he was not delicate enough.

He didn't know why he thought of it all of a sudden, maybe because he felt that even though the magician's face was full of scars, it should still be pretty.

These words should not have been uttered.

After all, those eyes are enough to be thrilling.

After Luo Dong finished speaking, he didn't intend to let Luo Yiran continue to choke him, so he led him forward without pausing.

The child also moved as they moved forward, he seemed to be pacing back and forth in the room with some anxiety, but Luo Yiran still couldn't see his facial features clearly, because the child's hair grew to his shoulders, covering more.

"Don't you cut your hair?"

Luo Yiran asked a question - he also had long hair when he was a magician.

But Luo Dong didn't return, he followed the small footprints to the bedside, then stopped abruptly, and slapped his hand on a notebook beside the bed.

Luo Yi understood: "Diary?"

Luo Dong denied: "No, I can't write at this time."

"But it has your name on it?"

Luo Dong froze.

After a while he said: "You didn't think of me, so I don't want you to know so easily."

"And I don't have that name anymore."

Luo Yiran paused: "But the surname is still Ji?"

Luo Dong turned his head, he glanced aside, because they stopped, so the pacing child also stopped.

After a while, he suddenly let go of the hand holding the notebook.

Luo Yiran saw the two words written in the elegant font on the notebook - Ji Ming.

Was it written by the magician's mother?

And this is the name called by the magician in the small copy.

It's just that he didn't remember the name at the time.Luo suddenly frowned, he was a little confused.

His memory is not bad. Although he couldn't think of who the magician is, he can roughly know when he is most likely to know the magician, but the problem is that he really has no memory of the name.

Luo Dong turned the notebook upside down, he seemed to know what Luo Yiran was thinking, and finally relaxed a little: "It will be a miracle if you can think of me."

"But even so, I want you to think of me."

He can't remember exactly how many years have passed, but he has never forgotten Luo Yiran during these long years.

So, he thought Luo Yiran would remember him.

Luo Yiran glanced at Luo Dong's expression, then his heart tightened, he didn't understand, so he turned his eyes to the child.

——Even so, he has no impression of this kid.

"What if I can't remember?" Luo Yiran had a headache.

Luo Dong smiled and spread his hands: "Then I can't do anything to you."

At this moment, the matter of hurting Luo Yiran...he can no longer do it.

Luo Yiran really couldn't think of it, so he simply gave up and turned around following the footprints - not thinking about it for now.

But as soon as he turned around, Luo Yiran was face to face with Luo Dong, Luo Dong didn't turn around, he looked into Luo Yiran's eyes: "Master, you can easily hurt me."

Luo Yiran's heart palpitated, and he swallowed what he subconsciously wanted to blurt out.

— because he knew why.

Luo Yiran didn't ask why the child was pacing back and forth, and they went to the third room.

At the same time, Luo Yiran watched the lumps of flesh following the woman in white... no, he followed behind them.

He frowned, but since the ghost just followed and did nothing else, they went straight to the third room.

The kid in this room seemed to be a year or two older, his hair was over his shoulders, but this time he sat motionless at the desk, with his head raised as if he was looking out the window——

Can the thick bangs be seen clearly?

Luo Ran frowned, and when he walked to the side of the child, he grabbed Luo Dong and stopped.

Luo Dong looked at him.

Luo Yiran stretched out his hand to the child, he moved slowly, if Luo Dong wanted to stop it, he could easily stop it.

But Luo Dong didn't move, he just held Luo Yiran's other hand tightly, but when he thought of Luo Yiran's hand injury, he let go a little more.

Without being stopped, Luo Yiran easily brushed aside the child's thick bangs.

Then Luo Yiran paused.

After a while, Luo Yiran put down his hand and looked at Luo Dong: "You can't see."

Although the eyes of the child under the bangs are open, but the pupils are light-colored and lifeless and without focus, anyone will wonder if there is something wrong with his eyes.

Luo Dong smiled normally: "I really couldn't see it at that time."

Luo Yiran thought of the magician's beautiful clear eyes again, and then he said, "Let's go."

Luo Dong touched the back of his neck with his hand: "Don't you want to know me? We can chat while walking."

"I'll tell you all."

Luo Yiran turned sideways to avoid his hand: "No..."

But Luo Dong quickly pinched the back of Luo Yi's neck: "I want to say."

Luo Yiran was keenly aware of some changes in Luo Dong's mood. He pulled off Luo Dong's hand and said in a threatening way: "Let's talk, but if you pinch me like a kitten again, I will cut you off." hand."

Luo Dong tilted his head and smiled: "I don't think you can."

Luo Yiran turned his head away and moved forward again, his tone was cold and firm: "You can try."

If you make fun of it again, you will be angry.Luo Dong followed behind him, and when he left this room, he suddenly saw that there was another ghost following them, and it was the man with the axe.

He paused, and his body felt fear again.

More and more ghosts followed them, Luo Yiran narrowed his eyes.

Luo Dong deliberately turned his head away, and then the two came to the fourth room.

Another child who was one or two years older sat on the window in front of the desk, his hair reached his waist, the wind was blowing on him, his clothes were stuck to him, and his thin body could be seen.

And holding a dead bird in his hand.

Luo Dong froze, and after a while he looked at Luo Yiran's eyes, and he twitched his mouth: "Do you think I strangled it to death?"

Luo Yiran had a strange expression: "Do you think I have no eyes?"

The child was full of sadness, how could he strangle him to death.

"But I killed it." Luo Dong said with a natural expression, "This is my birthday present from my father. He bought it himself and put it in my hand."

Luo Yiran paused, and then his eyes were deep: "He covered your hand."

Luo Dong smiled and rubbed Luo Yiran's head: "Young master is really smart."

"But does the young master know that after killing this little bird, he also said a word to me-'Look, you killed another life.'"

Luo Yiran moved his fingers, and the emotions towards the devil that he had felt during the trial rose again at this moment.

"He hates me for killing my mother." Luo Dong walked beside him, and he smiled: "It must be because I didn't see that I went to a dangerous place? Anyway, she died to save me. So my father hated me, Lock me in this room for seven years, so I don't know what it's like to exist outside of this room."

Luo Yi suddenly stopped, but Luo Dong stretched out his hand to pull him forward, this time the two of them kept walking along the small footprints without stopping.

At the same time, Luo Dong's peaceful voice didn't stop.

"He loves his mother very much. He wanted to kill me to avenge his mother."

There are still two rooms left on the first floor. Luo Dong led him down step by step. As he went to more rooms, more and more ghosts followed them. I don't know if it was an illusion. Luo Yi felt it back. It's the meaning of Sen Leng.

"But I was born like my mother again." Luo Dong stepped into the last room on the first floor.

In this room, the pale child was tall. He cut off his long hair with the pen sharpener little by little. The child often hurt his hands because he couldn't see.

The blood and broken hair fell to the ground together.

The child grabbed the last strand of long hair and cut it with a knife, then he held it up and asked, "Did you see it?"

Luo Dong raised his eyebrows after the child asked, then he raised his hand and took out a poker and threw it out, turning off the lights in this room, and then Luo Yiran saw a dozen red dots lit up in every corner of the room .

"He monitors me." Luo Dong asked Luo Yiran to come to the front, and then he bent down close to Luo Yiran's ear: "My mother has long hair, so I have to grow long hair, and my mother's eyes are bright and beautiful, so I'm blind The eyes cannot be exposed."

"Because that would make it very different."

"He loved my mother badly."

The magician raised his eyes, and his eyes turned back to his original eyes, so the eyes were full of brilliance, and those eyes that were more beautiful than the sea and the starry sky were completely indifferent: "So I want him to lose her again .”

Following the small footprints, the child walked out of the room for the first time, and he stumbled forward, passing through the dancing ghosts he could not see.

But it just so happened that the child walked ahead of them at this time, and his feet also pressed those little footprints.

Luo Yiran and the two followed behind him, and all the ghosts in the living room followed behind them.

Luo Dong watched as the child accidentally touched the burning incense, which ignited the curtains, and the child was burned, but he didn't panic. He even reached out his hand to touch the fire curiously, with a strange smile on his lips.

Luo Yiran and the two didn't stop, they walked to the child while the child was playing with fire, and the child stood up at the same time.

Now, they are even.

After a few steps, the child and the little footprints came to the stairs.

Because Luo Yiran and the two of them didn't stop, so the child didn't stop either. He stretched out his burnt hand and climbed up the stairs little by little.

Luo Yiran looked up at the stairs, then he frowned.

It was so dark up here, complete, pitch black that nothing could be seen.

Is the exit really up there...?

Luo suddenly stopped.

The kid beside him also stopped.

Luo Dong said: "Master, let's go. I won't let you die if you make a mistake."

Luo Yiran looked at the emaciated child beside him, and let out a sigh of relief: "But what about you?"

Luo Dong seemed to be following Luo Yiran, with a standard smile on his face: "I won't die either, at most I'll get hurt..."

Before he finished speaking, Luo Yiran turned around suddenly, he pulled Luo Dong's collar down, his gentle smiling eyes met the magician's clear eyes like fire.

But Luo Yiran didn't speak, maybe he didn't know what he wanted to say.

Luo Dong's smile faded away, behind him were countless piles of ghosts, they looked at them salivating, as if they would attack them in the next second.

Luo Dong let Luo Yiran pull his collar vigorously, and he even bent over and lowered his eyes in cooperation, so at first glance, it seemed that a loyal servant was letting his master do something to him.

But it's a pity.

The magician's gaze unscrupulously slipped from Luo Yiran's eyebrows to his slightly pursed lips——

He is not loyal, he just wants to blaspheme his young master.