[Quick Transmigration] Heartthrob and Cthulhu Love Daily

Saltos stood at the door, confronting "Lin Yi'an" outside the door.

"Lin Yi'an" ruined his identity, so he would peel off the layer of "Lin Yi'an". Saltos thought it was fair, but apparently "Lin Yi'an" outside the door didn't think so.

"Open the door." He repeated the two words again.

Sartos stood in front of the door and slightly raised his eyebrows, did not move, just smiled like a high-ranking spectator.

Zhitao hid in the bedroom, breathing very lightly, pricked up her ears to listen carefully to the movement outside, the call just now was hung up by the other party.

According to the setting of the Peeling Strange Talk, "Lin Yi'an" should be located by phone, and finally moved to the door of Zhitao's house, but for some reason he has not been able to enter the house yet.

Zhitao regretted for the first time that he didn't install a camera. If it wasn't for the shadow left by the teddy bear camera, he might have installed it long ago, and he wouldn't be as passive as he is now.

He vaguely had a thought, if the man with the black umbrella was a monster created by Shen Yuze, then the strange story of peeling skin was also a monster created by Lin Yi'an.

Zhitao knows that the monster with the adoptive father's body outside the door is the same monster as Saltos in the phone, but he is not sure whether the monster created by the senior is also Saltos, but he personally prefers to be two completely different monsters. The monster, after all, no one should cheat themselves.

……right?

He hesitated, and decided to ask the Guai Tan app first. He opened the Guai Tan app again, but this time his eyes did not turn into a mouth, and he jumped directly to the main interface. He was about to quit when he suddenly discovered the latest news.

[The Truth About the Death of Painted Skin]

The number of likes and comments has been rising all the way, and now it is hanging high on the homepage. After Zhitao clicked in, he saw Lin Yian's black and white photo, his eyes were raised, full of hostility like a beast.

Guaitan APP has a special feature, that is, except for the tasks, everything else is in black and white, and the photos and videos also follow this tradition.

However, although Zhitao knew this feature, he was still afraid of Lin Yi'an's eyes like evil spirits, so he quickly skipped over the picture to read the densely packed text below.

The poster introduced Lin Yi'an's background in detail, including that he was scalded by hot oil when he was five years old, came into contact with the Guitan APP and did tasks on it at the age of 15, and started to create Guaitan at the age of 20, and killed people for it.

After introducing Lin Yian's detailed information, even more creepy information appeared. The poster began to describe Lin Yian's killing process in great detail, including picking out the skin around the nails with sharp wool felt needles, and Start peeling from the back of the head, etc.

Zhitao slipped to the bottom, he didn't like this kind of detailed bloody description, the ending was a description of Huapi's death, which was also a description of Lin Yi'an's death.

[The monster found him by phone and peeled off his skin completely, then chopped up Lin Yian and put it into two big red plastic bags, and finally he put the red bag in the freezer layer of the refrigerator, and put the skinned human head Into the middle shelf of the refrigerator. ]

[In order to cover up the smell of blood, he carefully washed Lin Yian's skin repeatedly with lavender-scented laundry detergent, then put on the wet leather and sat on the sofa watching TV, pretending that he was Lin Yian. ]

[In order to ensure safety, the monster even broke the promise between us. I am very disappointed in this. This is the truth of Huapi's death. ]

Zhitao stared at the white characters on the black screen, and suddenly felt that she had become illiterate, unable to correctly understand the meaning of this passage.

Not only because of the crimes committed by the senior, but also because of what He did, which turned the slightly abnormality into a terrifying existence that young peaches can't avoid.

Just like the shadow of the clothes on the head of the bed before going to bed, until now you don't know that it is a real human head, not an illusion you thought.

Zhitao's memory of "Senior" came back to life, like the smell of blood that was not washed clean, and abnormally wrinkled skin, he suppressed his emotions, and suppressed the liquid surging in his throat, maybe it was tears or gastric juice.

He bent down slowly, as if he was locked into a small black box again, unable to breathe any air, and the painful tears almost burned all his sanity.

[——] Guitan APP made a sound, eyes turned into mouths, and mouths turned into eyes, both peeping and comforting, just like the feeling Saltos gave him.

[Honey, what's wrong with you? ] The voice of Guai Tan APP is full of emotions, like a heavy black cloud, and the complicated water droplets inside are almost dripping.

Zhitao couldn't speak, he may have cried more tears today than he combined in the past year, and his head was swollen from crying, as if a hand reached into his brain and stirred wildly.

[Honey,] Guai Tan APP also shed tears, [What's wrong with you?Is there something I didn't do well?Did I make you angry? ]

Zhitao threw the phone out, and said simple but complicated words: "I hate you."

He was talking loudly, almost screaming, he knew he was just venting his anger, he was like a glass full of cracks, and his emotions were overflowing like water.

The phone fell to the ground dully, and even the fierce knocking on the door stopped, all the sounds stopped, only the flame in Zhitao's mind was still burning.

The burning made his eyes hurt, and his voice trembled, "...I hate you."

I don't know how long it took before the innermost bedroom was opened, and the sound of unlocking echoed around. Zhitao poked her head out, with a faint pink around her eyes, scanning her room in confusion and timidity.

They all disappeared.

-

Zhitao repeats his daily life, the only thing that remains unchanged is Gabriel's greetings, it seems that no matter what he does, he can't offset Gabriel's love, and even becomes more arrogant.

He delivers meals to Zhitao in different ways every day. Because of his adoptive father and seniors, Zhitao has no mood to go out, so he relies on Gabriel to deliver meals. He also delivers in various ways, sometimes using a lot of Balloons suspend meals in the air, sometimes hidden in flowers.

There was also a stranger's black bag. Zhitao was walking home with the lunch box in her hand. When she saw the black bag, she was about to throw it away, when she heard a soft chirping sound from inside.

Zhitao put the lunch box on the ground, carefully opened the bag and looked inside, there was a little sparrow inside, it was chirping pitifully, which made Zhitao's heart soften.

He cautiously reached out to touch it, and tried to pick it up. At the beginning, he felt soft and fluffy feathers, and small thorns, and finally a strange sticky feeling.

Zhitao stopped what she was doing, and looked at the little sparrow again, it was still chirping, but the chirping became more and more miserable, like a nightingale dedicating her heart and soul to the rose.

In the end he took out the little sparrow. Its feathers were maliciously cut off, its two slender feet disappeared, and its lower body was soaked in blood. The little sparrow was still singing miserably, but its voice was almost not smellable.

It died in Zhitao's hands.

Zhitao stood at the door holding it, his eyes fixed on the door unsteadily, he saw his own shadow on the door, being approached by a thick darkness.

"Peach, do you like the gift I gave you?"

-

The visitor covered Zhitao's mouth lightly, and smiled happily, "Taotao, we meet again, I miss you so much."

Zhitao's mind went blank, she could hardly understand the current situation, the man locked the two of them in the room.

The stranger noticed that the back of Zhitao's neck was sweating slowly, and frivolously wiped it off with his hands, and tightly covered Zhitao's mouth with his big hand, feeling the fear brought by his breathing.

He is enjoying the childish fear.

"Shh, don't be afraid, don't be afraid." He said softly, hugging Zhitao as if coaxing a child.

Zhitao was forced to shake with him, her ears were hot, her forehead and the back of her neck were sweating, her whole body was so hot and limp, her heart almost stopped in fear.

"I won't do anything to you just yet," he said.

Zhitao didn't know if what he said was true or not, but because of his words, there was hope in her heart, her eyes were faintly hot, and the bird she was holding in her hand was already cold.

The man behind seemed very confident, he let go of Zhitao's hand, "What do you want to say?"

"... How long will it take you to leave?" After running through many thoughts in his mind, he finally said this.

"Well," the man smiled, "that's up to you."

Zhitao is like a cat that has been taught a lesson, trembling in the man's arms, the man stroked his hair, and patiently repeated the question just now: "Taotao, do you like the gift I gave you?"

I don't like it, it's disgusting.

Zhitao didn't speak, but this attitude was the answer, the man sighed, brushed the neck in front of him lovingly, then slowly tightened, the blood vessels in his hand were beating rapidly, the man looked at him fascinatedly.

Zhitao once again felt the pain of being deprived of his life, his eyes widened unconsciously, tears fell down his eyes, but he still held the little bird in his hand.

The man stretched out his other hand to help him close the palm, letting the sparrow's blood flow in Zhitao's hand, he suddenly began to confide, "I have liked you since I saw you."

"I really like you, but you never care about me. You are like a toy that I can't get, placed in a delicate window, and I am a stray dog ​​wagging under you."

The man's laughter was faintly crazy, and the darkness in his heart also melted into the laughter, and finally he said with a sigh: "Obviously I have done enough..."

Zhitao couldn't hear what he was saying, his eyes blurred for a while, the pain caused by suffocation made him cry unconsciously, until he heard the sound of violent smashing.

The man who was strangling his neck reluctantly relaxed his strength, but his hands were still on Zhitao's neck. Zhitao suppressed the itching in his throat, and looked at him with fear. The man had a baby face, with a gap between his right eye and the corner of his mouth. mole.

It was the delivery guy, he still remembered.

The sound outside the door was getting louder and louder, and when it reached the peak, it was suddenly quiet, and then there was an obvious sound of unlocking, with a ding, it was the sound of the fingerprint lock opening.

Only then did the man completely let go of Zhitao, and the moment he let go, he completely disappeared in front of Zhitao.

He also seems to be a monster.