[Quick Transmigration] Heartthrob and Cthulhu Love Daily

"Does this portrait match?"

Zhitao sat awkwardly in front of the police and nodded. The portrait in the policeman's hand was ninety percent like that of the delivery man, especially the moles at the corners of the eyes and around the mouth. This was much better than Zhitao thought.

The police put away the portrait after getting the desired answer, "Thank you for the information you provided."

"No need." Zhitao shook her head.

After he walked out of the police station, he got into Jiang Wenhao's car. There was a bouquet of flowers on the back seat of the car. Zhitao could smell the fragrance of flowers as soon as he got in the car. He didn't know why Jiang Wenhao was so persistent in sending flowers.

However, the scent of flowers did relax his tense nerves, Zhitao tilted his head to look at the scenery outside the window, scenes passed by quickly, and finally drove slowly into the parking lot of the community.

"Get out of the car." Jiang Wenhao said to Zhitao while unfastening his seat belt.

Zhitao blinked, reached out and opened the door to get out of the car, the moment he stepped on the ground.

- bang.

There was a loud noise from the car window, and a bucket full of blood was thrown from upstairs. Zhitao was very close, watching the iron bucket collide with the glass, and the blood spattered towards him.

All this happened very quickly, Zhitao's eyelashes and cheeks were stained with blood, and his eyes turned into black and red unknown patches. It took him a while to react and back away, but unfortunately, he tripped over a brick and fell down.

He reached out to gently wipe the blood around his eyes, and unconsciously looked at the teddy bear that slid down from the front of the car. The little teddy bear was soaked in blood, it had no eyes, and it had a red bandage around its neck. It was the one that the bear cub gave him. .

"Taotao!" Jiang Wenhao's voice exploded in his ears, "Are you okay?"

Zhitao sat in the blood, looked up at Jiang Wenhao's anxious face, Jiang Wenhao's face was also stained with blood, but not as serious as Zhitao, Zhitao heard him curse in a low voice, then stepped forward and tried to pull himself up .

Zhitao looked up along Jiang Wenhao's face and saw two black figures, the one on the left was standing on a high balcony watching him, the other seemed to be fixed on the window, after the shadow on the left disappeared, Slowly slide down.

Zhitao opened his eyes wide, and unconsciously grabbed Jiang Wenhao's hand. He almost lost his voice under the panic, and could only make an inexplicable sound anxiously.

Jiang Wenhao stepped forward to pick him up and left the car. At this time, the black shadow had slipped from the window, and then it fell like a rolling stone and hit the car again.

Bang, bang.

Two beeps, Zhitao's breathing stopped, he wanted to stretch his head to look, but Jiang Wenhao held him tightly, only a pale hand could be seen in his line of sight, the palm of which was pierced by a sharp weapon.

"Don't look," Jiang Wenhao hugged him and patted his back lightly, "Don't be afraid."

Zhitao's heart was beating against him, and he found himself trembling after speaking: "I will be killed, I will be killed by him."

He could hardly utter a complete sentence, twisting the clothes on Jiang Wenhao's shoulders with his right hand, begging in a crying voice: "Help me."

Whoever it is, help me.

Zhitao felt Jiang Wenhao's hand brushing his eyelashes, bringing a cold feeling, like snowflakes kissing his eyelids, and his eyelashes trembled slightly because of the touch, and then he heard Jiang Wenhao's sigh-like comfort.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here."

It looks like Saltos, Zhitao thought in a daze.

-

Zhitao was wearing the clothes Jiang Wenhao took out of the trunk, standing there watching the police ask Jiang Wenhao what happened, and occasionally he could see the policeman's sympathetic eyes.

The police knew before that Zhitao was stalked by the murderer, and now that this happened, it proved that he was really missed by the murderer.

It's not a good thing to be so missed by a murderer, maybe he will be the next victim.

Zhitao noticed their eyes, and worked harder to indent into Jiang Wenhao's clothes. His nostrils were filled with the smell of his body, like tens of thousands of maggots floating in hundreds of stinky gutters.

He thought wretchedly, the nauseating liquid pent up in his throat.

Fortunately, the police let them go without asking how long it took. What is even more fortunate is that they have not met anyone all the way back. Otherwise, with their image covered in blood, they would probably be found by the police after being seen.

"Hey," Jiang Wenhao sent Zhitao to the door, his face was still stained with blood, and with the dark circles under his eyes, he looked very sick, "Do you want me to live with you?"

Zhitao opened the door and looked at him, then looked away and said in a low voice, "...OK."

So Jiang Wenhao stayed at Zhitao's house and helped him pack his things. The person he avoided the most before now gave him a sufficient sense of security.

Jiang Wenhao picked up the quilt, put his head down and sniffed lightly, and said thoughtfully, "Did you not wash the quilt?"

It is true that Zhitao hasn't washed it. He has been hiding in the quilt and crying recently. The quilt was soaked in the wet and salty smell. He pulled the quilt awkwardly and tried to take the quilt from Jiang Wenhao's hand.

"……I forgot."

He couldn't speak anymore, so he could only stare at the solid-color quilt embarrassedly, as if blooming on it.

Jiang Wenhao laughed, Zhitao's ears turned redder, "I have to change the quilt every month."

He lowered his head under the man's smiling gaze, and said in a low voice, "Really."

"Okay," Jiang Wenhao held the quilt in his arms, and slid Zhitao's hand down with the other hand, "I'll wash it for you, you should rest for a while."

Zhitao nodded awkwardly, and went out with Jiang Wenhao, but Jiang Wenhao went to wash the quilt, and he sat on the sofa to play.

Suddenly the TV screen jumped up quickly, and finally stopped in front of a child. The child had moles on the corners of his eyes and mouth. He was a left-behind child. Because of his withdrawn personality, he was always bullied.

Zhitao stopped when she was about to unplug the TV switch, but besides the noisy TV, she could also hear Jiang Wenhao's humming, humming like a senior.

He withdrew his hand and returned to sit on the sofa, and continued to look at the screen. The children on the TV had already grown up. After becoming an anchor, he met a mysterious person who said he would help him become a well-known game live broadcast.

With the help of mysterious people, he became more and more famous, and the strange stories he told gradually became popular, which aroused the pursuit of some people in the society.

Then, he suddenly went crazy.

He dug open his abdomen with a knife at home, and the pearl cotton densely filled the abdominal cavity, dyeing the screen red, and he finally fell into a pile of plush toys.

"...Is this a bear cub?" Although through artistic processing, Zhitao could still see who the anchor was talking about, and he looked up at the man standing behind him who didn't know when.

Jiang Wenhao propped himself up on the sofa, casting his shadow on Zhitao's face, he smiled gently: "That's right."

-

who are you?

Zhitao couldn't fall asleep, and tossed and turned on the bed thinking about Jiang Wenhao's abnormal reaction. After a while, he gave up thinking, picked up his mobile phone and clicked into Xiong Cub's live broadcast room.

Xiong Zai was broadcasting live, and the news of Zhitao's arrival was exaggeratedly printed on the screen. Xiong Zai's laughter was very similar to that of a delivery man.

"Tao Tao," he called affectionately, "you finally came to see me."

Zhitao didn't type, and the text from the barrage slipped before her eyes: Why hasn't Qibao come to see Xiong Cub recently?Is it because you are busy?The cubs are always talking about you.

He remembered that Xiong Cub often called his fans Baby Bear, the person who made the story of killing bears, and the person who killed people through teddy bears called fans so, Zhi Tao's heart seemed to fall into the ice water containing dead bodies, it was both frightening and disgusting.

Xiong Zai tilted his head on the screen. He knew that Zhitao had discovered his identity, and his smile became more obvious, "Taotao..."

The knock on the door interrupted his words, Xiong Cub said sorry to the screen, and then got up and left the seat. He was live broadcasting in the bedroom, where there were many teddy bears piled up.

Zhitao looked at the time distractedly, it was ten o'clock in the evening, after reading the time, he turned his attention back to the screen, the teddy bear on the screen looked at the screen with wide eyes, the corners of its mouth raised high.

At 10:05, Zhitao heard a vague conversation, followed by a stabbing sound, as if she was opening a courier.

At 10:06, Zhitao heard a certain sound, which he couldn't explain, as if someone was struggling in a pillow.

At 10:25, this sound continued for a while, and someone in the barrage noticed something unusual and started sending barrage inquiries.

At 10:26, Zhitao noticed that the direction of the eyes of the teddy bear at the bottom changed, and it seemed to be touched by something.

At 10:30, there was a loud bang, and Zhitao heard the sound of glass strangely. Although it was small, it was clearly mixed with the loud noise, which was very similar to the sound of throwing corpses he heard this morning.

At 10:32, someone opened the door and walked into the bedroom. The first thing that entered the screen was a pair of long legs, followed by two big hands with bandages, and finally a fluffy teddy bear.

It's a bear cub.

"Okay, let's continue the live broadcast." There was nothing unusual in Xiong Cub's tone, but no matter how the barrage asked about the loud noise just now, he didn't have any explanation.

In that half hour, he was killed by his own strange talk, Zhitao thought firmly, even he himself couldn't explain where this thought came from.

The next day, he didn't receive the black bag, Zhitao lightly rested on the doorknob, the cold doorknob mingled with the warmth of his palm.

Lin Yi'an, Shen Yuze, and Xiong Zai were all replaced by ghost stories, but what about Jiang Wenhao?

Is he a monster or a human?

-

The matter seemed to pass like this, the bear cub never came to harass Zhitao, the monsters disappeared from his life since that day, and only Jiang Wenhao would accompany him.

"Do you still want this?"

Zhitao followed Jiang Wenhao's voice and saw that Jiang Wenhao was holding a loose black umbrella in his hand, which was given to him by Saltos, and he even forgot to put the umbrella in the cloakroom.

"Ah." He suddenly stopped.

Wait, the black umbrella man seems to have a skill that can be passed through the black umbrella?So it was Saltos who was hiding in the cloakroom that day?

"Do you want to throw it away?" Jiang Wenhao asked in a drawn-out voice. He seemed sure that Zhitao would not reject his proposal, and he had already walked to the trash can with his umbrella in hand.

Zhitao rubbed her phone, "No, let's put it away for now."

Jiang Wenhao stopped throwing the umbrella, turned his head and stared at Zhitao, "Are you sure you want more?"

"En." Zhitao pressed the phone, and it looked empty without the accompanying Saltos.

He saw that Jiang Wenhao didn't move, "Put it back."

Jiang Wenhao put it back impatiently, and there was a slap from the cloakroom, obviously he was reluctant to put it back.

Zhitao stepped on the black shoes, Jiang Wenhao knew Saltos, at least he knew the relationship between the black umbrella and Saltos.

-

"Hello, Taotao." Xiongcub stood in front of Zhitao, with the big teddy bear hood on his head, looking at him with two round black eyes.

Zhitao didn't speak, and stepped back vigilantly. The bear cub tilted his head. Zhitao could see that the teddy bear's headgear was closely connected to the neck. He looked at the junction of the plush and the skin, "Why did you come to me?"

"Excuse me, can you hang out with me for a while?" It was very polite to speak.

"No." Zhitao was straightforward, he didn't want to have anything to do with Xiong Cub.

Zhitao clearly saw tears in the teddy bear's eyes, it looked aggrieved and about to cry, but it didn't do anything further, just watched Zhitao leave obediently.

"Who did you see just now?" Jiang Wenhao looked curiously at the place where Zhitao came from, but at this time, the bear cub had disappeared.

"It's Xiong Cub," Zhitao looked into his eyes, and the words moved around his mouth, "The game anchor you mentioned before, do you know him?"

Jiang Wenhao smiled after hearing this, "I'm not very clear, what's wrong?"

Zhitao didn't speak, Jiang Wenhao drove another car today, the original one was sent for maintenance, he opened the door and suggested: "I'm done, let's get in the car first."

-

Here it is again, Zhitao opened the door and looked at the teddy bear outside, the teddy bear handed over a large bouquet of flowers awkwardly, but the inside was a teddy bear type, the teddy bear was tied to a green stick, it should be "bear cubs" do works.

"Peach, hello." It said.

Zhitao didn't take the flower, and when it persisted in showing up, she couldn't help asking a question: "Are you still the bear cub?"

He was really curious, since he met the "bear cub" last time, he could always meet it in different places every day, or it might have come to block him on purpose.

"Bear Cub" said embarrassedly: "I am not."

Zhitao showed such an expression as expected, but what "Xiong Cub" said next shocked him, it said softly: "I am Saltos."

Zhitao felt that her head was in a daze, and she listened to it in surprise, "But I am also Shen Yuze and Lin Yi'an, I am all of them, and you can also call me Weitan."

-

Zhitao got into the car with it, and the route of the car was very familiar. Zhitao looked out the window and asked hesitantly, "Is this the way to the adoptive father's house? Where is the origin you mentioned?"

The teddy bear who called himself Wei Tan smiled, "You'll know right away."

Zhitao's life is slowly weakening, he is like a corpse being stuffed into the stove and burned, like a person sinking in the sea to survive, feeling that all consciousness is crowded with pain, and his soul is crying for help hysterically.

Until he heard a familiar voice, "Taotao, wake up."

...Jiang Wenhao?Zhitao opened his eyes weakly, his consciousness slowly came back, he remembered that he was coaxed by strange talk and fell into the black square.

Zhitao wanted to try to get up, but suddenly found himself trapped in the same place, his whole body trapped in black matter, he realized something, but couldn't believe it, "Where am I?"

Jiang Wenhao looked at him without speaking, Zhitao's body was completely swallowed up by Him, that snow-white face on the black cube glowing with special light, showing a strange beauty different from ordinary people.

Zhitao sensed the premonition from his silence, and asked in a tearful tone, "Am I in Him?"

Is it within that cube called the Source?

"Yes~" Guai Tan walked out from behind Jiang Wenhao, he happily threw himself in front of Zhitao, and got very close to Zhitao, "This way you can be with me forever."

"Peach, you made an agreement with me."