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The live broadcast room was shocked by this bold conjecture.

And Zhitao, who is the archetype of the victim, panicked even more, he subconsciously went after the bloody figure on the ground.

...This is him?

I don't know how Lin Yi'an did it, but the blood-colored figure is quite realistic, you can see its blood flowing through the distorted screen of the monitor, and it even breathes up and down when you zoom in on the camera.

Zhitao failed to read all the details carefully, and when Xiong Cub analyzed it further, he quit the live broadcast room.

His mind was a mess.

Originally, Zhitao wanted to sleep after watching the live broadcast, but now he couldn't fall asleep, full of doubts and panic. He thought that being treated as a victim was already too much, but he didn't expect that there would be more.

He searched the Internet for related videos of pseudo-documentaries. Lin Yian was the first to release the pseudo-documentary. After he released it, horror short films of the pseudo-documentary type sprung up like mushrooms and spread widely on the Internet.

What's more, he also analyzed the world view of the pseudo-documentary series created by Lin Yi'an, and believed that the so-called ghost stories are actually human beings themselves, and it is the process of higher-level people replacing lower-level people.

Such outrageous remarks have actually been supported by many people.

As a horror short film, it is undoubtedly excellent to be able to receive such a large number of supports and extend its unique world view, and Zhitao knows it.

However, he still couldn't ignore the hidden malice in it. If it was true what Xiong Cub said, then what kind of mood did the senior have in designing this plot?How can you be complacent when you see his unknowing praise?

Zhitao couldn't figure it out.

"You will come over later!" Lin Yi'an said happily, "We haven't seen each other for a long time! It just so happens that I can give you the gift from last time this time."

Today is the senior's birthday, and he called Zhitao early in the morning to inform Zhitao, he hummed when he heard the words, feeling depressed in his heart, and swallowed those questioning words back to his lips.

He is used to enduring the sudden malice from the senior, because as long as he shows signs of refusal, the senior will force him to ask: Aren't you a good person?Why are you abandoning me?Did you know that I would die without you?

You are killing me like this, do you want me to die?

It's like this every time, it's always like this, Zhitao thought, staring at the elevator button in front of him, the senior's house is on the 13th floor, he has to wait a little longer.

However, he did not expect that the house rented by the senior was actually in a high-end community. In his memory, Lin Yian's family conditions were not good, because the family almost used up all their savings in order to treat him.

When Lin Yian's parents knew that Lin Yian committed suicide with his young peach, they almost collapsed and shouted hysterically at Lin Yian on the hospital bed: "Isn't it good to live? We spent so much effort Save you!"

"Why are you doing this! Why are you dragging other children along!"

Their voices were like fingernails scratching the blackboard, which scared the 16-year-old Zhitao next to him. He curled up on the bed and carefully looked up at the senior.

He found the senior smiling.

At that time, Zhitao discovered that the senior was superior to his parents, and he came to punish them by pouring hot oil on him, leaving him covered in bruises and looking like a ghost.

The elevator was very fast, Zhitao stepped out of the elevator, and soon found the apartment rented by the senior, just as he looked up at the house number, the door opened from the inside.

Lin Yian looked at him and smiled, and greeted him warmly: "Taotao, come in quickly."

Zhitao smiled shyly at him, and was about to give him the gift she was carrying, but she didn't expect the senior to hold his hand directly, ignoring the gift.

The senior seemed to have just washed his hands, and his hands were wet, which made Zhitao uncomfortable. After entering the house, he broke free, and then observed the house rented by the senior.

The interior of the house is neat and clean, just like ordinary residents' homes, except for the excessive white fabrics, from tablecloths to carpets, all are white.

Zhitao's gaze was inexplicably attracted to those white cloths. In his impression, it seemed that few people would choose to replace sofa releases and tablecloths with white.

Like a shroud, Zhitao froze in place after this thought, unable to understand why she had such an illusion.

"Taotao, sit down first, I'll bring out the food."

Zhitao nodded obediently, and sat obediently on the chair. The feeling was more obvious when he looked at the tablecloth up close. The tablecloth was completely white without any patterns. He brushed the tablecloth curiously with his hands. friction.

I couldn't tell what kind of fabric it was. Lin Yi'an didn't know what to do in the kitchen, he could only hear his casual humming and the sound of dripping water.

The sound of the water was so abrupt that he unconsciously searched for the sound, but when he was looking for it, the sound of the water disappeared, and only the humming of the senior could be heard, which seemed to be happy birthday, but there was still some other tunes.

Tick.

Just when Zhitao thought it was an illusion, he heard the voice again, Zhitao moved the chair and stood up, looking around, the sofa covered with white cloth was illuminated by the sun, bringing a strange sense of dizziness.

...is it an auditory hallucination?Zhitao sat down slowly while thinking this way, he was a little bored waiting, so he asked: "Senior, didn't you invite others?"

Lin Yi'an hummed and seemed to laugh, "No, I just want to spend my life with you."

Tick ​​tock.

Zhitao's auditory hallucinations have not been alleviated, but have become more serious, the sound of water is gradually accelerating, and the repetitive monotonous sound makes people feel irritated, and Zhitao also becomes anxious amidst the faster and faster dripping sound, "Aren't uncles and aunts here? "

"Isn't it better just the two of us?"

Zhitao didn't speak, although he really wanted to refute in his heart, he propped his chin and looked towards the kitchen door, the kitchen door was made of frosted glass, and he could vaguely see the senior's body.

That figure slowly approached the door, and Zhitao knew that the senior was coming out, and as expected, Lin Yi'an walked out holding a big peach cake in a second.

"Look!" Lin Yian walked quickly to the dining table, put the cake in his hand on the table, and asked him expectantly, "Does it look good?"

"It's pretty." Zhitao said.

This is not his courtesy, the peach cake is pink and tender, big and cute.

Lin Yi'an smiled and said, "There are more powerful ones."

Then, he scratched across the skin of the cake with a fruit knife, making a total of four cuts before and after, and then gently peeled off the skin with his hands. The skin was very soft, like ice skin.

After peeling off the peach skin, the dark red flesh inside was exposed. Zhi Tao watched the whole process, inexplicably thinking of the bright red flesh crawling on the ground.

Zhitao looked at the red cake, then at the senior, not knowing for a while whether he did it on purpose.

Lin Yi'an was smiling at him: "This is my most satisfying finished product, do you like it?"

Zhitao fell into silence, and said against her will after a while: "I like it."

"That's great, I've practiced for a long time." Lin Yi'an said coquettishly, "Taste the taste first."

He enthusiastically divided a large piece and handed it to Zhitao, "The outer layer is delicious."

The young peach took it over, and aside from my own psychological sensitivity, this cake is still very delicious overall. The inside is a cold cake embryo with peach meat sandwiched, and the skin is soft and waxy with a sweet ice skin. It's like eating a big ice cake.

He ate gently, but also ate very cleanly, the cream and skin powder didn't get on the corner of his mouth.

Lin Yi'an sat across from her and supported her hands to watch Zhitao eat. After a while, she suddenly sighed inexplicably: "You are so good."

Zhitao swallowed the cake in her mouth, looked up at him in puzzlement, "Aren't you going to eat it?"

"Eat, I'm not hungry yet." Lin Yi'an said and took out two bottles of drinks from the refrigerator.

Zhitao chewed the cake and nodded obediently.

He watched Lin Yian put the drinks on the table, both bottles were peach flavored, after taking out the drinks, Lin Yian sat back on the chair and looked at him.

Noticing that Zhitao didn't continue to eat, Lin Yi'an asked, "Would you like some drinks?"

The cake just now was a bit greasy, Zhitao took it and said thank you, the senior laughed and shook his head, as if he was teased by his serious tone.

The entrance of the drink is a peach-flavored soda, Zhitao took a few sips and said, "Do you like peaches very much?"

Lin Yi'an didn't speak, he kicked the chair back and said casually, "Yes, I like to eat peaches. Don't you think the peeling process is very interesting?"

Zhitao felt an inexplicable chill in his heart when he heard his last words, he raised his drink and took a sip, "It's okay."

Lin Yian stared at his finger on the drink, and suddenly leaned forward, the chair and the floor made a crisp sound, Zhitao raised his eyes to look at him after hearing the sound.

Lin Yi'an stretched out his hand to caress Zhitao's fingers, and muttered in a low voice: "The color of the skin is like the fleece on a peach that has never been touched by human hands..."

Zhitao felt his temperature, as if he wanted to warm up the cold drink bottle, he was about to withdraw his hand in embarrassment, when he was suddenly hit by an inexplicable dizziness.

It made him drowsy, and his eyelids became heavy. He tried to relieve the drowsiness by blinking, but to no avail. He could only watch the white tablecloth in front of him slowly swaying, and finally fell into darkness.

With a snap, the beverage bottle fell to the ground, and the liquid inside flowed out along the mouth of the bottle, wetting the white cloth.

"...these are the general impressions of this beautiful face."

After Lin Yi'an finished reading this passage in a low voice, he stared at the unconscious Zhitao, from his fingertips to the back of his neck, from eyelashes to lips, everything was delicate.

He finally picked the long-coveted fruit.

Lin Yi'an laughed, if Zhitao was awake at this moment, he would find that the malice in his eyes was similar to when they first met, he never believed in any redemption.

He's a natural breeder.

Lin Yi'an stood up from the chair, walked unhurriedly to Zhitao's side, he stretched out his hand to stroke Zhitao's cheek, the skin is good when peeled from a living person, but it may be a little painful.

Thinking of this, he pinched Zhitao's face affectionately, with very light force, as if he was afraid of crushing the snow skin.

The phone in Zhitao's pocket lights up abnormally, and three food bubbles appear above Saltos' head, and it chooses the human head bubble in the middle.

Then the screen went completely black.

The thick mosaic on the selected head disappeared, and there was an unnatural red mark on the left face of the head.

Ding.

Lin Yian's cell phone rang, he withdrew his hand and looked at the cell phone on the table, maybe it was the annoying tutor, or something else.

He picked up the phone impatiently and found that it was a phone number without a number. Lin Yi'an frowned and answered the phone.

Without waiting for the other party to speak, he first said, "Gabriel, what are you doing?"

But the opposite was not Gabriel, the "person" opposite called: "Lin Yi'an."

The voice seemed to be squeezed out of the throat.

"Have you seen my skin?"

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*Segment of "La Traviata"