Chen Yiru held the page high with one arm.
The bright light shines on the face through the dense holes, giving it a cold shiver.
"Is it true or false?"
He was confused and confused.
Clearly, he needed an answer.
Immediately afterwards, Chen Yiru rummaged through the papers in his hand but could not find any diaries dated after October 27, 2015. Where were the rest?
He rummaged through the objects on the floor, dolls, and walls one by one. Finally, he found the page among the neatly arranged video tapes. It was affixed to a video tape with transparent tape!
Chen Yiru looked solemn, picked up the video and tore off the paper.
This page is very different from the previous one. The font color is dark red and it looks like it was written by hand.
He leaned in and smelled it.
His face suddenly became very ugly, it was blood!
Chen Yiru lowered his eyes and looked at the TV on the wall complicatedly. It was a very old big-ass TV. After a while, he turned around and closed the door, put the video tape into the VCR, and turned on the TV.
"Zi Zi"
The TV was obviously a bit old, with snowflakes flashing on the screen and the sound of electric currents blaring.
Chen Yiru simply looked at the diary in his hand first.
"October 30, 2015.
"Today I officially moved from the hotel to my new residence. I have tidied up until the evening and am getting ready to lie down and sleep. On days when there are no flowers and clear smoke, I sleep very peacefully and comfortably every night!"
Although the content seemed ordinary, the crooked bloody words invisibly amplified the fear in his heart, but he could feel some wanton pleasure and revenge from it.
Read on.
“Just when I was about to fall asleep, that feeling of being watched came back.
I knew she was coming and she found me again!
I turned on the light and saw Hua Qingyan standing in front of the bed, holding my old diary in her hand. She seemed very happy and said with a smile that she hoped I could write another diary.
Yes, she stood next to me and watched me write.
Use my blood to write the last diary entry.
She’s a—”
thick... ... ?
The large blood stain spanned the entire paper, presumably because it was blocked.
There are two words at the end.
Love you!
The font is slender and soft, written by Hua Qingyan.
Kaka
Chen Yiru raised his eyes and looked at the TV.
The black and white screen showed a dark corridor. After a while, a person walked into the camera, but his face could not be seen clearly because the pixels were too blurry. The person stood at the door for a long time.
Then, she actually looked up at the surveillance camera, very close to it.
Hua Qingyan!
How could Chen Yiru not recognize that gentle and charming face!
Then the screen changed.
Appearing in a bedroom, the camera focused on the bed, and the lights suddenly turned on. A thin-faced man appeared on the screen, with deep bags under his eyes clearly visible. He looked excited and seemed to be roaring loudly!
Tear!
In an instant, blood spilled across the wall, leaving horrific blood marks.
The man seemed to have been cut with some kind of sharp weapon, his clothes were soaked in blood, and he fell on the bed in pain.
Hua Qingyan walked up to him, holding a diary in her hand. A closer look showed that it was the same as the one in Chen Yiru's hand. The two seemed to be having a conversation, and then the man took the diary and started writing with trembling hands.
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The scene in front of me was exactly the same as what was in the diary.
Chen Yiru was stunned and his body was trembling slightly. He felt that the blood stains on the diary seemed to come to life, getting into the blood vessels of his wrists and traveling through his limbs and bones, making his whole body feel cold.
Could the Hua Qingyan he knew be this kind of person?
Or is it just a simple prank?
But whether he can't tell the difference or is unwilling to believe it, perhaps only Chen Yiru himself knows.
at this time.
Click
The faint sound of the door opening was clear to my ears.
Chen Yiru's neck turned like a rusty machine, and he happened to face Hua Qingyan's smiling face. He shouted dryly: "Qingyan, I..."
Hua Qingyan looked straight at Chen Yiru with her beautiful eyes and sighed softly:
"Yiru, I told you a long time ago not to come in here."
There was a moment of silence.
Chen Yiru from... ?
He took out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket and quietly dialed the patrol department's number, his voice hoarse:
"Are the things in the diary and videotape real?"
"Boss Hua, do you need help?"
Suddenly, a handsome man appeared behind Hua Qingyan. He stared at Chen Yiru indifferently, with a hint of sinisterness in his eyes, as if he was looking at a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.
Just this sound...
Chen Yiru stared at the man with wide eyes and disbelief.
It was the man who entered the store just now, and his voice was exactly the same!
How could a face change in such a blink of an eye? How could it be possible... Yes, it was only then that Chen Yiru realized belatedly, how could a person's appearance be described as normal? There was only one possibility -
He is not human!
"No need." Hua Qingyan shook her head and warned: "You have to pay more attention when you go back. Don't take off your clothes often. Come to my store once a month for maintenance."
"Okay, thank you, Boss Hua."
The man twitched the corner of his mouth stiffly, "Then I'll leave first."
"Go out and close the door."
"no problem."
The footsteps faded away.
Chen Yiru and Hua Qingyan were the only two people left in the room.
She glanced at the dolls and said helplessly: "It seems they want you to leave me. It's really annoying."
"What do you mean?"
At this moment, Chen Yiru looked at Hua Qingyan's face, as if he was meeting her for the first time, and his voice trembled: "Answer my question first, are those things true?"
"of course it's true."
Hua Qingyan walked over gracefully, "Didn't you see it with your own eyes?"
"What about that person just now?"
"He, he is just a head monster."
In just a few steps, the distance between the two became closer and closer.
"Don't come here!"
Chen Yiru roared angrily, "I've already called the patrol department, they will be very quick..."
"ah--"
The words stopped suddenly, replaced by a shrill howl of pain.
But seeing Hua Qingyan appear in front of Chen Yiru as if teleporting, it was so easy... ?
He twisted his arm, and the pale bones pierced the skin and were exposed, which was extremely shocking.
She took the phone and shook it gently, metal powder falling from her fingers.
"Yiru, you are really cute and silly."
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Hua Qingyan smiled jokingly and said: "Every move you make is under my nose. I want to call the patrol department. Although it is a good idea, it is undoubtedly fanciful!"
Bang——
Chen Yiru staggered and knocked down a doll and fell to the ground, covering his arms and howling hysterically.
"Don't be afraid, I will fix it for you later."
Hua Qingyan moved her index finger slightly, and a chair suddenly stopped behind her. Shi Shiran sat down and said, "I thought that if I killed that An Ling, our time together would be longer, but I didn't expect it to end so soon."
Chen Yiru's face was covered with sweat.
Hearing these words, he looked up at Hua Qingyan, his trembling voice mixed with disbelief:
"Did you do what happened to Sister An by yourself?!"
"I hate it when you call other women such endearing names."
Hua Qingyan, who had been smiling all the time, suddenly turned down and looked down at Chen Yiru: "I hate you even more for mentioning her in front of me from time to time. Killing her so late is just for your sake."
"you……"
As soon as Chen Yiru finished speaking, he seemed to catch a glimpse of something out of the corner of his eye. His expression immediately froze and he turned his head to look at the puppet under him.
But the doll cracked like a stone, revealing a human face inside.
Pale skin, tightly closed eyelids shed blood and tears.
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