It's already very dark.
Zhou Congee stared at the man in front of him who was like a door god, regretting why he begged this man to send him back.
So now I can only stand with him at the door.
But, at that time, she was really, really scared——
It was obvious that the bug had disappeared, but she always felt like there was something in the dark staring at her greedily and viciously, its obsessive gaze glued to her body.
That kind of thing——
The eyes that were cold, sticky, and seemed to be stripping her naked could not be possessed by humans——
Something as cold and disgusting as a snake twists and crawls in the corner, something as filthy as an insect is in the dark, convulsing its huge, disintegrated body, lingering on its own accord.
monster.
As if her brain was frozen, she said the word slowly.
An unspeakable monster is targeting her.
It will pester foreign players until death.
Zhou Zhou had a strong premonition.
Such an obviously inhuman monster was hiding somewhere, a place that no one could find, peeping at her in a dark and dirty way.
She could feel that every inch of her skin was trembling under the gaze of this thick desire, "it" was right next to her...
Keep, keep looking at her——
This made Zhou Zhou's body tremble uncontrollably.
Please, please, don’t look at me, don’t come to me——
She kept begging in her heart.
——No one answered.
But in a daze, she saw a pair of pale golden, crazy and deep eyes.
The owner of the eyes is like a golden butterfly, "it" is murmuring, extremely obsessed:
【Porridge, porridge——】
【Porridge, porridge, porridge, porridge, porridge——】
【you are mine--】
The hoarse and clear, lifeless voice sounded, [my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my My, my, my, my, my, my, my—]
[Porridge—it’s mine——]
Zhou Zhou heard it very clearly.
At this moment, she regretted why her hearing was so good. Her eardrums seemed to be occupied by something weird, and it was firmly entrenched in her mind.
Her eyes were devoured by fear, her scream was stuck in her throat, and the girl's body seemed to be frozen, staring blankly ahead.
"What's wrong with you? I stopped talking as soon as I sent you back..."
The man's low, questioning voice sounded.
"Why are you shaking..."
Zhou Zhou was awakened in an instant.
"call--"
She took a deep breath and looked at the man blankly. There was no monster, no golden eyes...
Only Chu Mingxiu stood outside the house like a sculpture, tall, handsome, strong and cold.
The girl's trembling eyelashes slowly regained their composure, but her face remained as pale as ever, and her expression was inexplicably frightened.
She seemed very frightened.
Chu Mingxiu pursed his lips.
"……Are you OK?"
Zhou Zhou subconsciously did not dare to recall the scene in his mind just now, "No, it's okay!"
When she said this, Chu Mingxiu didn't ask again.
He had been delayed for a long time, and it was time to leave.
It was outrageous enough to take care of a little fool halfway and send her home.
"I am leaving."
But before leaving, the man couldn't help but said in a hoarse voice, seriously:
"Children, please be obedient and stop running around next time."
…
After sending Chu Mingxiu away, Zhou Zhou went to bed in a daze. It was still a dark, shabby bed filled with some kind of moisture. She lay on the bed, as if her brain was filled with paste.
Very messy.
The room was very quiet, so quiet that I could only hear my own breathing.
No, that's not right...!
It’s not just your own breathing.
"call……"
She seemed to hear a slight trembling breath in the room.
He was panting lowly and slowly, very lightly. If Zhou Zhou's hearing hadn't been so sharp, he might not have noticed it.
The girl's body became colder, and fear spread from the bottom of her heart. She slowly grasped the quilt, like some kind of mechanical movement, and covered her body deeper.
It wasn't until he was completely hidden in bed that he trembled and made a sound.
【022……】
[Under the bed...is there someone? 】
In the empty house, mud was used to paste between the cracks in the wood, and thick black stains swelled on it. Some of the mud fell off the gray walls that had not been repaired in time, like dark ghost eyes.
The air was filled with coldness and a faint musty smell.
She didn't see any hiding place in the house.
Except...under my own bed.
