"Different people always hope to find the same kind, a person who can understand themselves." Ryan thought of something, he frowned and fell on the sofa and looked at the ceiling, "Everyone is the same, ordinary people can change their minds Whether it's a good attitude, it's a kind of spiritual sustenance."

"Are you the same?" The topic of the talk was brought to Ryan.

"Me?" Ryan sat up straight as if he had heard some joke, "You can understand me, you are my psychiatrist."

"No, I don't understand you." Hannibal said, he didn't look at Ryan, "You've been hiding, and whenever the topic is shifted to you, you always avoid talking about it."

Ryan stopped talking, as if he looked a little sad, he covered his head and lowered his head, his voice was a little choked up: "It's ridiculous, obviously I can understand your world, but you don't even know a little bit about mine."

As he said that, he looked up at Hannibal, his eyes were a little red, but there was no sadness in his eyes, and he said slowly, "I'm a little sad."

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"Maybe it's a raccoon or something." Will looked dazedly at the hole in the wall.

Ryan also saw the huge hole, and was a little speechless: "What about the raccoon?"

"He may have escaped after I chiseled the chimney," Will argued, a little hastily, "I thought he was trapped in it, and I wanted to get him out..."

Until later, he himself was silent, and Will knew what was wrong with him, auditory hallucinations, in fact, there was nothing at first, and now he seems a little fragile.

Ryan patted him on the shoulder, trying to ease the atmosphere: "That's thanks to him being thin enough."

There was a hole in the chimney, and Ryan didn't know how Will should keep warm this winter, so he proposed: "You can live in my house for a while, of course...em...before your chimney is repaired."

Will shook his head hurriedly, as if some nerve had been touched, he moved away from Ryan all of a sudden, and didn't dare to look directly at Ryan, just silently rejecting Ryan's proposal.

Ryan noticed that something was wrong with Will, and his hands had been clenched tightly since he approached just now, making Ryan think that if he went too far, Will would punch him.

He took two steps forward, and Will took two steps back, keeping a "safe distance". Ryan was puzzled: "Whathappened?"

Will also understood that his actions might make Ryan uncomfortable, so he took the initiative to change the subject: "Why did you come here?"

"Passing by on my way home, let's take a look." Ryan Hu said, obviously not on the way at all.

"You mean you drove for an hour in the snow just to pass by my house?" Inexplicable Will felt as if, indeed he also laughed, with some warmth in his heart.

"Well..." Ryan didn't know how to smooth things over, so he laughed a couple of times, "Maybe it's because I know you have something to solve today. Like that raccoon."

As he said that, Will looked towards the hole again, and it was pitch black inside, as if the boundless darkness wanted to corrode his heart and soul.

Seeing Will in a daze, Ryan approached Will, Will's eyelashes trembled slightly, and his big eyes were blank.Ryan is taller than Will, so he can clearly see the expression in Will's eyes, which makes people feel distressed.

Involuntarily, Ryan touched Will's face. Will was brought back to his senses by Ryan's cold hand, and couldn't help but widen his eyes when he saw the two of them so close. He wanted to break free but was firmly controlled by Ryan. with.

"What's the matter, tell me Will." Ryan's expression was a little dangerous, and the hot and humid breath hit Will's face, making him a little dazed, but he still said rationally: "Iamfine."

"Are you fine?" Ryan frowned, his thumb touched Will's eyelids, causing Will to close his eyes involuntarily, "It looks like it's about to break, can't you hold on? I told you not to take this job again."

"It has nothing to do with this job." Will still avoided Ryan's probing gaze, and smiled self-deprecatingly, "Besides me, who else is qualified for this job."

"You're fascinated." Ryan slowly approached Will, and the foreheads of the two touched together. Ryan felt Will's curly hair gently scratching his forehead, a little itchy.

Ignoring Will's "I didn't", Ryan left Will, seeing Will's shy and angry look, couldn't help laughing.

Will looked at Ryan's smile, and the shame in his heart disappeared.God, Will couldn't help but spit on himself, he was no longer a young man in his early twenties, and although he had social problems, it wasn't that he didn't like someone, but the emotion in his heart really made him feel uncomfortable .

When Ryan watched Will staring at his lips involuntarily, he stuck out his tongue and licked his dry mouth, and then joked: "Want to kiss me?"

Of course, the result is that Ryan is kicked out of the house by Will, who is furious.

Standing in the snow, Ryan stretched out his hand to catch the snowflakes. Seeing that Will had no intention of opening the door again, he got into the car and prepared to go home.

There was one day left before the date of picking up the violin, but Ryan saw Tobias at the door of his house, holding the violin case.

"Hello?" Ryan frowned and greeted politely. Although Tobias tried his best to hide it, Ryan still saw the blood on his right ear, the trace of being pierced by bullets.

Tobias didn't speak, he watched Ryan open the door of his house quietly.

"I don't know how you found my place. I thought I only left you my phone number." Ryan closed the door and politely asked Tobias if he wanted some tea. After being rejected, the two sat down. to the couch.

Tobias opened the violin case silently, and the beautiful violin was quietly inside like a bride to be married.It's just that there is still something missing. Of course, my mother is still more beautiful. Looking at the bow that Tobias raised high, Ryan's face sank.

His peaceful life was broken again.

The two of them wrestled, and Ryan locked the door when it closed.

"Why kill me?" When Ryan was pushed against the door, and then dodged Tobias's bow, "You have been found by the police, why did you come to me at the risk of being arrested .”

"The guts of lean animals are the tightest." Tobias stopped attacking. He stood still and stroked the bow, and put it in front of his eyes as if looking at his dream lover. There is light in it.

However, in the blink of an eye, all such tenderness disappeared, replaced by full of malice.

Ryan fell to the ground. Tobias took out the strings and wanted to go to Lelane, but was kicked by Ryan in the stomach. When he was in pain, Ryan stood up and pulled out the knife he carried with him and cut it. Tobias' face.

Tobias touched his own blood with his hand, then sucked it in his mouth, and then attacked even more frantically.

But then, Ryan's knife went straight into Tobias' stomach.

"I'm sorry." Ryan stroked Tobias' head tenderly with his eyes, feeling Tobias slowly kneeling down with strength, Ryan hugged him, "I don't want to treat you like this, but I'm risking my life. Given the circumstances, I have to do this.”

"Tell me, who sent you here?"

Tobias thought about Hannibal coming to his piano shop not long ago. From the first sight, Tobias knew that Hannibal was a very complicated person. He wanted to kill Hannibal. One day he followed Hannibal out of the city, and when he came to a gas store and watched Hannibal's clean hands, he felt the possibility of friendship for the first time, and he wanted a friend.

Tobias seemed to be remembering, he looked into the void: "...I need a friend, someone who can understand me, someone who sees the same way as I do, who has the same view of the world and human beings."

who's that person?Hannibal.

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At night, Hannibal walked to the door and smelled a slight smell of blood. He checked the lock, opened the door, and walked cautiously inside.

There were no lights on in the house, and Hannibal could smell the smoke coming from the kitchen.He closed the door gently, walked quickly to the kitchen door, and saw a man sitting at the dining table smoking a cigarette, with sparks coming out of the cigarette butt.

With a very familiar smell, Hannibal called out, "Lian?"

The man didn't answer him, just smoking a cigarette to himself.The smell of blood became stronger and stronger, Hannibal squinted his eyes feeling amused, he turned on the light, the strong light made the man stretch out his hands to cover his eyes.

That man was Ryan, and his clothes were covered in blood, and blood was dripping on the ground, but he didn't seem to care.

Ryan put down his hand and looked up at Hannibal. His eyes were deep and calm, but Hannibal couldn't help but feel the danger. He felt that Ryan was on the verge of some kind of desperation. Probably completely broken.

"What's the matter, Ryan?" Hannibal sat down on a chair not far from Ryan, and asked gently.

The smoke was burnt out, Ryan threw him on the ground casually, this rude behavior made Hannibal very dissatisfied, but he tolerated Ryan like a child of his own.

"You asked him to murder me?" Ryan's voice trembled, he couldn't distinguish whether it was fear or excitement, he didn't look at Hannibal again, but tapped his fingers on the table, as if he was waiting for something.

Hannibal quips, "I didn't. You can tell me what happened."

Ryan sneered, he didn't believe that Hannibal really didn't know anything, he said, "Tobias tried to kill me, but he failed."

"So how is he now?" Hannibal asked interestingly, seeming to give up his previous disguise.Sure enough, Hannibal was the one behind the scenes.

Ryan looked very heavy, and he didn't answer Hannibal's question.

"You disposed of his body?" Hannibal looked very excited, one day, Ryan will be like him.

"NO." Ryan shook his head, his lips trembling, "He's still at my house." He couldn't help covering his mouth with his hands.

"Ryan." Hannibal stood up, walked behind Ryan, and put his hand on Ryan's shoulder, "Are you excited now?"

"What do you want to do?" Ryan's voice was low, with some unwillingness.

"Heal you like he healed Will."

Ryan stood up suddenly, he turned around and punched, Hannibal narrowly dodged, his expression was uneasy: "What do You want? Ryan."

Ryan didn't answer his words, but just kept attacking. Hannibal knew that he couldn't gain the upper hand like this, and Ryan would not kill himself, so he went along with Ryan's strength and was hit by his neck against the wall.Lane's strength was so great that Hannibal felt a suffocation, but he couldn't fight back because Lane held a knife in his right hand.

premeditated.

At this time, Ryan seemed to be completely different from what he looked just now. There was no trace of depression, but there was still anger in his eyes. He approached Hannibal and said dangerously: "As my psychiatrist, I told you that I don't want to Killing people, but you're pushing me like this. Even though I'm interested in you, Hannibal, now I'm angry."

Hannibal asked about the more decadent smell of mushrooms in the forest, mixed with rosin, of course.

The knife came closer to Hannibal's abdomen, and Ryan continued, "Do you want to try the feeling of being disemboweled like him?"

"Calmdown, Ryan." Hannibal said with some difficulty, breathing with his mouth open, "A wrong decision made in an angry situation will make you regret it when you wake up."

"I'm sober now." That anger seemed to disappear, Ryan let go of Hannibal, watched Hannibal cough twice, then sat on the chair and looked up at Hannibal, sincerely Said, "I hope you can forgive my rudeness just now, after all, my emotions were really out of control at that time."

The fierceness just now was like an illusion, and now Ryan is smiling gently, which side is the disguise?

Hannibal was already murderous.

Ryan stood up and was about to leave here. He seemed to think of something before opening the door, and said to Hannibal: "Tobias is still alive. Although he is seriously injured, he has not reached the point of death. I will not kill anyone."

"But, Hannibal." Ryan's face sank again, "Don't try to annoy me."

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"Why do you come here to buy gut?"

"My harpsichord needs new strings, the noise he makes is horrible..."

"Maybe, you can help me."

The author has something to say:

Flirting teacups, abusing old men, what a beautiful life _(:з」∠)_

Changed it a bit, added some small things... This conversation makes me feel like I want to form a CP with Tobias and Hannibal... Ah, I really joined a cult recently.

I don’t know if you are interested in reading "Crossing the Underworld President and Xiuxian Wife" (it seems to be the name), it’s so funny, although it’s a romance, but the author’s brain is really too big hhhhh~

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