captive joint

After Yao Yingyan left that meaningful sentence, he left the room again in the name of getting him breakfast.

Shao Jun sat on the bed with his legs crossed, thinking about Yao Yingyan's last words.

as its master?But isn't that Yao Yingyi?

Shao Jun thought of the seven weird monster statues in the studio, and he didn't feel that Yao Yingyan was lying.

And a question came to his mind again.

What exactly did you do in the past?

Shao Jun raised his hands.The skin is fair and delicate, the five fingers are slender, and there is not even a callus on the finger joints. These are the hands of a pampered person.

But in my memory, I clearly made those statues alive... Even if I pay attention to maintenance, there should be some traces left.

Shao Jun couldn't figure it out, so he could only give up the investigation without any clues for the time being.

Compared to thinking about these things now, Shao Jun has already realized that he has made a big mistake, and he should not rashly confess to Yao Yingyan when he has no way out.

But this is not because he is worried that Yao Yingyan will restrict his freedom in the future, or be treated badly.Instead, he found that he was too vigilant towards Yao Yingyan, and had a kind of subconscious dependence and trust in him.Even at this moment, he still can't feel much resistance to Yao Yingyan, and even feels guilty towards him because of the absurd things before.

"What are you thinking?" Yao Yingyan pushed open the door, and came carefully carrying a bowl of steaming food.

Shao Jun looked at him and didn't speak.

"Being seen through by brother, are you angry?" Yao Yingyan put the porcelain bowl in his hand on the small table, leaned over and adjusted Shao Jun's pillow so that he could sit comfortably against the head of the bed.

"No." Shao Jun replied quickly.After finishing speaking, he felt that his attitude was a little blunt, and he remedied: "I'm not angry. What's for breakfast?"

"Preserved egg and lean meat porridge." Yao Yingyan dragged the stool and sat on the edge of the bed, lightly scooped up a spoonful, blew it cool carefully, and fed it to Shao Jun's mouth.

"I can eat it myself!" Shao Jun stretched out his hand to grab Yao Yingyan's wrist, trying to grab the spoon.

"Let go, don't make trouble, it will spill." Yao Yingyan said with the side of the spoon against Shao Jun's lips.

Shao Jun glanced at the quilt, let go of his hands but did not open his mouth.

"What's the matter? I'm worried that my brother will poison you." Yao Yingyan took back the spoon and swallowed it by himself, "Can you get angry after eating, Junjun?"

Shao Jun wanted to refute that this was not the reason.The steaming bowl of preserved egg and lean meat porridge in Yao Yingyan's hand was thick rice white porridge, with dark brown diced preserved eggs and tender white shredded pork dotted in it, it looked very delicious.

But Shao Jun didn't know why, when the spoon was close to him, he smelled a strange rotten smell, just like the stench of a rotting corpse.

"Can't I eat it myself?" Shao Jun stared at the porridge in Yao Yingyan's hand and said.

The spoon that appeared next to Shao Jun's mouth rejected his request.

Shao Jun smelled the vague stench again, he reluctantly opened his mouth, chewed a few times before swallowing.

"Eat slowly, Junjun. It will burn your tongue." Yao Yingyan instructed.

Shao Jun frowned, thinking that either the bowl of food was weird, or there was something wrong with him.

This bowl of porridge not only smelled very strange, but also tasted bland, not at all like Yao Yingyan's previous craftsmanship.

"Brother, did you add salt?" Shao Jun couldn't help asking.

"Is it light?" Yao Yingyan took a sip, "Is the taste just right?"

"Let me take another bite." Shao Jun snatched the spoon, and in the voice of Yao Yingyan's instruction "Don't be so hasty, it's hot", took another bite, unchanged from before.

Is something wrong?

Shao Jun held the spoon and said nothing.

"Jun Jun?"

"Brother, do you have anything else?" Shao Jun asked Yao Yingyan as he handed back the spoon.

Yao Yingyan also realized that something was wrong: "Can't you taste the taste?"

Shao Jun didn't answer, but just urged Yao Yingyan to give him something else.

Yao Yingyan came in with a ceramic cup after a while.

"I don't have an appetite. Drinking some fruit juice is more appetizing."

Shao Jun took the cup, and there was light yellow drink in the snow-white porcelain cup.

"Orange juice?"

"Pineapple juice." Yao Yingyan replied.

Shao Jun put it to his mouth and smelled the rancid smell again. He suppressed his nausea and took a sip, but it was still as pale as water.He put down the glass and wanted to tell Yao Yingyan that something was wrong with him, but the image reflected on the juice captured his thoughts.

Reflected on the ceiling on the surface of the juice, there seemed to be many round objects lined up indistinctly.He raised his head to look at the ceiling, the scene in front of him made the cup in his hand fall to the ground without realizing it.

He saw human-sized dolls hanging upside down from the ceiling, with their hands hanging down, densely packed to fill the entire ceiling, silently staring in Shao Jun's direction.

"Junjun? Junjun! Junjun, what's wrong with you?"

Shao Jun stared blankly at the puppet.The face that could not be seen clearly because of the darkness became clearer and clearer, and gradually turned into a face that he was extremely familiar with.

it's him...

The dolls showed a face exactly like Shao Jun's, with their eyes open, staring at him expressionlessly.

"Junjun, what are you looking at?"

"Junjun, can't you hear brother?"

"Junjun, don't scare me. Can you say something back to brother?"

Hearing Yao Yingyan's begging voice, Shao Jun mechanically turned his head to look at him: "Brother, can't you see?" He said and pointed to the ceiling.

Yao Yingyan looked along Shao Jun's fingers, but there was nothing but darkness.

"have what?"

"I want to go out, brother." Shao Jun's mind went blank, he turned over and got off the bed, just wanting to escape here as soon as possible.

But he was stopped by Yao Yingyan: "Tell brother what you saw first."

Shao Jun lowered his head, deliberately avoided the scene on the ceiling, and said softly in a trembling voice: "There are many dolls, many dolls that look exactly like me, hanging upside down from the ceiling."

Yao Yingyan listened nervously to Shao Jun's statement, but an unnatural shock flashed across his face when he heard the word puppet

"Don't be afraid, Junjun, brother, light a few more candles, maybe it's too dark, and you're in a daze." Yao Yingyi tried to persuade him relaxedly.

"I don't want to stay here." Shao Jun tightly grasped Yao Yingyan's wrist, his trembling hands fully exposed the fear in his heart at the moment.

"Shall we sleep for a while? Junjun, you may be too tired, so you are hallucinating." Yao Yingyan restrained Shao Jun with one hand, and took something out of his pocket with the other.

"Brother, are you going to stun me again?" From the last failure, Shao Jun, who had already anticipated his own failure, gave up resisting, and was obediently pressed down on the bed by Yao Yingyan.

Yao Yingyan didn't speak, but pointed the mouth of the small glass bottle at Shao Jun's mouth.

"I just don't want to stay here, I'm afraid, brother." Shao Jun defended in vain.

"Good." Yao Yingyan shook his head.

Shao Jun smiled wryly and drank the unknown liquid.

Just like that time in the courtyard, when the liquid slid down the esophagus into the stomach, the mind gradually became cloudy, sleepiness blurred the horrific scene in Shao Jun's eyes, and dulled the fear.

"Jun Jun, it will be fine when you wake up." Yao Yingyan covered Shao Jun with a quilt carefully, and said while sitting on the edge of the bed and hugging him.

"You...you can't see anything." Shao Jun lay on the bed, looked at Yao Yingyan out of focus, and after struggling to say these words, he closed his eyes unwillingly.