After adopting paranoid gods

The young man froze for a long time, and the icy aura that emanated from him subsided a lot for a while.

He looked at Ji Tang's smiling face, his eyebrows darkened slightly, and his cold hands subconsciously covered his ears covered by earmuffs.Instead of letting the ears stick out.

There is a rabbit pattern sewn on the white earmuffs, the fluff is very soft, like two little suns with fluffy halos, it is the best warm item in this cold winter.

It made his mutilated ears feel a long-lost warmth, which seemed to be able to melt the coldness accumulated for 20 years.

Ji Tang didn't notice the strangeness of the young man, he narrowed his eyes and looked at the young man.

This ghost is very gloomy, with a cold face, but after wearing this pair of soft rabbit earmuffs, he seems to be a little more cute in contrast.

Ji Tang wrote on the paper again: [Sir, it looks good on you. 】

The young man stared at the word quietly, not knowing what he was thinking about with his dark eyes without any light.

Ji Tang glanced at the time, it was four in the morning.He had experienced too much this night, which made him a little sleepy and tired. He yawned a little, tears overflowing from the corners of his eyes.

When he opened his misty eyes, a new line of writing suddenly appeared on the paper he held in his hand.

【go to sleep. 】

Ji Tang raised the corners of her lips and said good night to the young man with a smile.He had a little illusion, feeling that the young man was just an ordinary friend who came to his house as a guest.

He originally wanted to tell the young man to sleep on the sofa temporarily, but he thought that the young man was a ghost and didn't need to sleep, so he dismissed the idea.Go back to the bedroom by yourself.

Ji Tang didn't close the bedroom door.

The lights in the house have been turned off.

The young man did not leave, but stood quietly in the room.

The moonlight shone through his body, casting pale light, making him feel lonely and mysterious.

Ji Tang sighed softly and lay down on the bed.

I don't know what this ghost named Xie Li has experienced.

Obviously a musician, but can't hear.It must be painful.

Just as he was wondering, the mobile phone under the blanket suddenly sounded a software notification.

【Congratulations!Xie Li has successfully moved into your shelter!Your bond with him is about to begin! 】

【Xie Li brought the luggage.This luggage can trigger the most persistent desire in Xie Li's heart. 】

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Six o'clock the next day.

The morning sun poured down the window.

Ji Tang woke up very early, he subconsciously looked for Li Gui's figure.

He did not see the youth.

But the mobile phone still showed that Xie Li had checked into the shelter.

Li Gui may not like to haunt during the day.

Ji Tang thought, while scooping out a bowl of golden millet porridge from the automatic rice cooker, he squeezed a cup of sweet soy milk for himself.

When he walked out of the kitchen with the prepared breakfast, he suddenly saw a black object on the dining table.

These [-]% are Xie Li's luggage.

Ji Tang was puzzled, put down his breakfast, and went to check the black object.

When he got closer, his heart skipped a beat.

It was a broken violin.

The spruce top of the violin had several large holes, and the dark holes exuded a frightening and desperate atmosphere.

Ji Tang's phone has a new notification sound.

【You found Xie Li's luggage. 】

【Broken violin: His most beloved treasure during his lifetime, but in the end he threw it to pieces, just like his shattered dream.His music will never be liked again. 】

[You can use this item in various ways to trigger the obsession deep in Xie Li's heart. 】

Ji Tang: "..."

He picked up the violin carefully.The violin was no longer so cold by the young man's arms, but a little more warm.

Since Xie Li still carried the violin after his death, it meant that it had special meaning to him.

As a musician, he definitely doesn't want his instrument to break.

Plus the fact that the game allows him to use Xie Li's luggage suggests he has to do something.

Like repairing the violin.

The strings and trunk of the violin are not damaged, only a few large holes have been dropped in the panel.It can be fixed.

Ji Tang hesitated to take out a small cloth bag and put the violin in it.Then go downstairs and ride your own small battery to go out.

There is a piano repair shop not far away.

When he arrives.There was no one in the repair shop, and the boss happened to be free, so he could repair the violin right away.

When the boss took the violin, he glanced at the style of the violin and couldn't help muttering: "This is a very high-end violin...why did it break? What a pity."

Ji Tang didn't speak.

"Come over to pick up the goods tonight."

Ji Tang nodded her head, a pair of dimples emerged from the corner of her mouth: "Okay."

-

Ji Tang came home.

It was noon, and the warm sun was shining on the earth.Xie Li should not appear at this time.

Looking at the deserted living room, Ji Tang walked into the bedroom, took out her computer, and started her day's work.

The post-production of his latest spiritual adventure video has been completed, and the only thing missing is the background music, which is BGM.

He frowned, a little worried.

Background music can be said to be the most important thing in supernatural videos.

Since you can't shoot ghosts, you need background music to create a scary atmosphere.The more spooky the background music, the better.

However.The copyright management of Puding.com is very strict, and the anchor is not allowed to use horror music downloaded from the Internet as background music at will, which will infringe the copyright of the author.

Therefore, the anchor needs to personally find the composer to spend money to customize the music.

Ji Tang found several composer companies to spend money to customize the music, but all of them were rejected and made things difficult.

In the circle of ghost anchors, there have been several incidents of ghost anchors cheating on music, and the popularity of ghost anchors is declining day by day, making no money at all, and it is easy to default on fees.Those composition companies prefer to make music for popular and potential food bloggers and VLOG bloggers instead of making music for supernatural hosts.

Ji Tang contacted another composition company, but was also prejudiced, then rejected, and even satirized.

Ji Tang: "..."

Ji Tang pursed his lips, his expression was a little angry, and he refuted a few words.

Unexpectedly, the other party's temper exploded because of this, and he cursed directly.

[The atmosphere in your circle is too bad, we don't welcome it, if you have the ability, you can make background music yourself!Do better than us! 】

Before Ji Tang could reply, the other party had already blacklisted Ji Tang.

Ji Tang shook her head and sighed, but didn't take it seriously.

He lay on the table, raised half of his head, and stared dully at the dimly lit computer.

He might as well think about what happened yesterday.

Enough to subvert other people's outlook on life.

He met a ghost.

That ghost's name is... Xie Li?

Be a musician.

Ji Tang suddenly remembered something.

Since he is a person with status, maybe he can find things about Xie Li's life on the Internet.

He was curious about Xie Li's story.How could he become a ghost at such a young age?Why can't my ears...can't hear?

Ji Tang opened the Internet search, touched the keyboard and searched for "Xie Li."

The afternoon sun was no longer so hot, and he was surrounded by a furry golden light sitting by the window.

There are many entries on the page.

The first one is Xie Li's personal encyclopedia.

Ji Tang's heart trembled.

Xie Li.famous musician.Died at the age of 25.

Scrolling down with the mouse, there is a large list of awards that Xie Li has won.

At the end of the encyclopedia, the cause of his death is written.

——When he returned to his hometown, he was stabbed and deaf in both ears, and died of an ear infection two months later.

Ji Tang was silent, and clicked on a photo of him before he was alive.

20 years is too long, and no video has been circulated on the Internet.There are only a few blurry black and white photos.

The young man in the photo is wearing a black suit, the violin is held in his arms, his handsome face is smiling, and the golden stage lights are falling, making his whole body shine brightly, like a star attracting everyone's attention Star.

Presumably at that time, he must have been very proud that so many people liked his music, and he must have been full of hope for the future.

Ji Tang looked at Baike, her eyes drooping slightly.

Ji Tang didn't know how painful the period after Xie Li's deafness was.

In the silent world, I watched my dreams shatter.

In the end, I can only die with my dream, and there is no possibility of hope.

Ji Tang's hand holding the mouse paused slightly, his eyes lighted up slightly, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

He glanced at the time, and suddenly realized that he had been looking at Xie Li's information all afternoon.

Time to pick up the repaired violin.

Ji Tang turned off the optical brain and went out.

The dim yellow sunset has quietly enveloped the earth.

When he picked up the violin, he did not forget to buy a new case and a jar of maintenance fluid for the violin at the piano store.

He carefully put these things into his big backpack and left the piano shop.

on the way home.There was a misty drizzle.

The sky turned dark blue, and the patter of rain wet the street.Ji Tang took out a small umbrella from the box of the battery car and wobbled home.

He parked the car in the garage and headed home with a backpack and an umbrella.

He took out the key to open the door of the house, and the pitch blackness that could not be seen with his fingers rushed towards his face like a tide, accompanied by a cold breath.

Ji Tang shrank his neck, a little nervous.

Xie Li... is back?

as expected.He saw a tall figure in the living room.

The young man stood in the living room without any unnecessary movements, just looking at him quietly with dark and lifeless eyes.

Those who don't know, I'm afraid they will really be startled by the youth.

Ji Tang accidentally saw the rabbit plush earmuffs on his stern face, and his nervous heart immediately relaxed.

He chuckled lightly, and greeted with a smile: "Mr. Xie, are you back?"

Xie Li glanced at him coldly, but said nothing.

Ji Tang suddenly reacted.

The other party can't hear...

He frowned, a little disappointed, but quickly relaxed his brows.

He clenched the backpack strap tightly and pursed his lips, feeling a little nervous.

Apart from giving Xie Li the repaired violin, he also wanted to tell Xie Li one thing.

He wanted to help Xie Li very much.

When a person dies, is there really nothing left?

Can everything, including hope, only end?

Ji Tang took out a newly bought small notebook, wrote a few lines, and carefully handed it to Xie Li to read.

【Mr. Xie, you must have been liked by many people during your lifetime. 】

Xie Li took the notebook and glanced at it indifferently. A cold gleam flashed in his lifeless eyes, but it disappeared quickly, leaving only a dead silence.

His pale and slender fingers suddenly clenched the paper and crumpled it into a ball.

The handsome and gloomy young man suddenly sneered, the laughter was deep and magnetic, containing a strong chill, echoing in the dark room.

Xie Li didn't want to recall the past.

After he lost his hearing, he suffered many malices.Those malice were like a pair of hands, dragging him, who was full of hope for life, into the bottomless mud.From then on, he was no longer a good person.

He became as filthy as mud.

He has nothing to do with warm words like "like".All that belonged to him was darkness and despair.

He is like the broken violin, any kindness and beauty will be shattered on him.

The boy is different from him. The boy is still alive and has many opportunities to be liked.

He is dead.

It's nice not to be hated.

Xie Li tightly grasped the note Ji Tang gave him, and suddenly, another note was stuffed into his other free hand, with a bit of warmth from the boy's palm, making his cold hand tremble. paused.

Xie Li spread out the new note.

Two lines of round characters came into view.

[Mr. Xie, you are great, you deserve to be liked by many people. 】

[If you want, I can let you have a lot of likes. 】

[Your violin... I have already repaired it. 】

The teenager's idea is very simple.

As a top musician, Xie Li is also a ghost who has seen all kinds of scary scenes.Surely he can make the most frightening music.

He is the most suitable for the horror background music of the supernatural video, and it can even be said to be super suitable.

Much better than those music studios that refuse out-of-season sugar.

He believed that his fans would love Xie Li very much.

at the same time.

The mobile phone in Ji Tang's trouser pocket rang a new notification about Xie Li.