Pretty cannon fodder draws cards in infinite stream

Upon hearing his promise, Yan Qing stared at him with foggy eyes.The crying and sobbing subtly stopped.

Yan Qing smiled and tightly grasped "Su Yanci"'s well-articulated, generous and warm hand, tears were still streaming down, looking delicate and pitiful.

"Su Yanci" was watched by Yan Qing and his heart beat wildly, as if his heart had turned into a soft sponge, as if it had softened into a pool of spring water.

He rubbed the side of Yan Qing's face wet with tears with the tip of his nose, and asked softly, "Will Yan Qing come back after leaving?"

His long curly eyelashes trembled slightly, and he stuffed his fluffy hair next to Yan Qing Baijie's neck, and did not look at Yan Qing's expression with downcast eyes.

Yan Qing straightened her body stiffly, turned her head, and whispered a word from her throat, "En."

He neither said no nor said yes, but this unclear sentence made "Su Yanci" smile and rolled his eyes, he raised his head and kissed Yan Qing's side face lightly.

"Then, Yan Qing, it may take a few days."

Yan Qing was inexplicably uneasy, he looked at "Su Yanci" nervously, and then asked, "How many days?"

"Su Yanci" hugged him, put his chin on the top of Yan Qing's hair, took advantage of the dark light and said meaningfully: "It will take about six days."

"Six days?" Yan Qing muttered to himself, the task is also six days, here is also six days.What is the meaning of six days?

The tense nerves are like screws being tightened bit by bit, causing pain and discomfort.It seemed that something frightening and disturbing would happen before his eyes.

In the darkness, "Su Yanci" looked down at Yan Qing silently, and then looked at himself in the long mirror facing him——

Another "he" was watching him gently, as if looking at an ignorant and rebellious child.

Therefore, "Su Yanci" smiled mockingly at "him", and the innocent appearance just now was instantly covered by the cold and paranoid appearance.

"Snapped"

The mirror was cracked, broken into small pieces of debris, which seemed to spread suddenly from the center, and were smashed with anger.

Yan Qing was startled for a moment, like a little milk cat that was overly frightened and huddled up tightly, the tips of its ears kept trembling.He stared up at the shattered mirror in a daze, then moved back anxiously.

He felt that something ominous was surging in the darkness.It seemed as if it would rush out the next moment and swallow him alive.

"Su Yanci" kept rubbing the back of Yan Qing's neck, his pure black eyes seemed to be magnified in the darkness, the darkness was so dark that there was no glimmer of light, as if infinite malice was hidden on his face.

He leaned his head slightly against the wall above, the curvature of the corner of his mouth remained unchanged, and acted coquettishly to the panicked Yan Qing below in a good mood: "Yan Qing, Yan Qing."

The voice was low and soft, like a puppy barking and acting like a baby.

And Yan Qing stared at the surroundings closely, and responded perfunctorily to him.Unexpectedly, in the next second, the evil spirit behind him said: "Yan Qing, do you like his personality more? Hmm?"

The voice suddenly became very deep and steady.The gentle whispering male voice is obviously more like a mature male voice - it is "he".

Her heartbeat accelerated suddenly, her pupils dilated violently, and Yan Qing turned her head stiffly.

"Su Yanci" looked at his panicked appearance and gave a helpless chuckle, then lovingly raised Yan Qing's pointed chin, lowered his head and kissed him gently.Afterwards, he twisted Yan Qing's lips, showing his dissatisfied expression unhappily, "Trust him, don't you trust me?"

Yan Qing's fingertips kept shaking, and they seemed to fall to the side uncontrollably.His wide eyes were full of fear and fear, as if frightened by the sudden change.

And "Su Yanci" was obviously a little angry this time, his long and narrow eyes were half closed, his brows and eyes were slightly furrowed, but there was still a gentle smile on his face.

He was waiting for Yan Qing's answer.

He was waiting for Yan Qing to give him a satisfactory answer.

As if getting a little impatient with waiting, he lifted Yan Qing from the bed with one hand, put it on his lap, then pinched Yan Qing's cheeks with his knuckle fingers, and looked down at him quietly.

Yan Qing nervously picked at his clothes, at a loss.

He didn't know who to trust, and he didn't know who was telling the truth.But Yan Qing only knew that the ghost's words were half true and half false.

The damned ghost was too close to him, and too powerful, so that people couldn't give birth to a little rebellious heart.Especially for Yan Qing who has always been afraid of this kind of person, he is even more flustered and obedient.

So Yan Qing's voice trembled, as if trying to flatter him, she whispered, "You. Believe in you."

The beautiful black eyes looked at him nervously, as if they were pure and clear high-quality jade beads, and they could see the timidity and lies in his heart at a glance.

"Su Yanci" pinched his earlobe, glanced casually at the howling wind outside the window, then leaned into Yan Qing's ear and whispered: "Go to the master bedroom on the third floor in a while, maybe you can find something."

"Yan Qing, don't worry. We will be together forever." His words were extremely gentle and lingering, as if he wanted to rub Yan Qing into his own flesh and blood, resisting and entangled.

Suddenly, a gust of wind rushed in with a strong sense of coldness, cooling the warmth of the bed.

In the darkness, "Su Yanci"'s face could not be seen very clearly, but his figure became darker, more treacherous, and more and more empty.

As if he was about to disappear.

Yan Qing trembled, touching the body of "Su Yanci" in fear.

But the fingers went through.

"Su Yanci" disappeared.

Yan Qing stared at her hand tightly, but there was nothing.It seemed that the evil ghost just now was just his imagination.

The strong wind gradually subsided, and the screeching voices upstairs also gradually stopped.It seemed that he was the only one left in this lifeless villa.

Quiet, cold, lifeless.

Yan Qing bit her dry lower lip tightly, and the oozing blood stains rubbed against her thin lips, like a bright plum blossom suddenly blooming.

what happened?

Why do ghosts disappear?

Should he trust "him"?

Is he going to that bedroom?

"squeak"

The bedroom door opened suddenly.

The black-painted corridor was facing Yan Qing, as if it was opening a huge abyss, and the ghosts outside might be watching him covetously.

In the dark, unlit bedroom, a sliver of orange warm light suddenly flickered, and it stood on the bed cabinet, making a "sizzling" noise.

It seemed that everything here was urging him to act quickly.It seemed that the evil spirits here were standing beside him teasingly, watching this interesting show.

Yan Qing quickly pinched his hand to bleed, the red and swollen marks on the palm of his hand were particularly dazzling.

Finally, he got out of bed, holding a slightly bright orange light, leaning on the wall tremblingly, and walked through the bottomless corridor.

"Su Yanqing?"

Yan Qing turned her head abruptly, shivering in shock.

It's Gu Yu.

He frowned, held the lamp, and squinted his eyes to look up and down Yan Qing.Suddenly, a gentle smile appeared on his face.

"Yan Qing." He walked up to Yan Qing and asked casually, "Where is Brother Ci? His identity should be Young Master."

Yan Qing looked at him silently, then suddenly lowered her head and did not speak.

Gu Yu glanced at him unhappily, and said in a long tone: "Oh, you were left behind by Brother Ci, right?"

The ending sound is picked up, which seems to be a bit mocking.

The white lamp in Gu Yu's hand illuminates Yan Qing's fair face.The cast shadow dimly reflected on Yan Qing's chin.

Suddenly, Yan Qing brushed her broken hair and smiled at Gu Yu.The exquisite facial features seemed to magnify his shy beauty all of a sudden, and also shocked the monster crawling forward in the dark.

The monster flicked its tail dissatisfied.

Then, Yan Qing walked forward slowly, looking back from time to time.And Gu Yu became even more jealous, he followed behind Yan Qing sullenly, not knowing what he was planning.

Yan Qing walked for a long time, for a long time.But the corridor seemed to be deliberately covered by unlucky things, and the fog was so deep that it didn't know the bottom.

Was it really that hallway he walked in?

The cold sweat on his forehead permeated Yan Qing's top, which was tightly pressed against Yan Qing's skin, sticky, wet and uncomfortable.

"Squeak."

The master bedroom door opened.

The orange light in his arms also went out.