Every world is full of ghosts and monsters begging for hugs

Zhang Chenan was on his way to see Song Yaoyao.

The security measures in the building were nothing to him. As long as he wanted, no surveillance camera could capture him, and no one would discover him.

Zhang Chenan has been wandering in this building ever since he can remember. Apart from his name, he knows nothing about himself. He can feel the negative emotions of humans and see things that humans cannot see.

Perhaps it would be more accurate to say that he was a non-human weirdo.

People are hypocritical. They can smile, but the malice they show to each other has nothing to do with friendliness. This is why Zhang Chenan is alienated from others.

He became an indifferent bystander, watching one person after another leave the school due to various accidents. The life and death of those people naturally did not arouse his emotions. In his opinion, hypocritical people were too superficial and ugly, and even death was what they deserved.

Watching coldly those foolish humans who mistakenly entered various strange territories and turned into a pile of corpses was a rare pastime for him.

But Song Yaoyao is different.

Zhang Chenan couldn't explain why. He and Song Yaoyao had been classmates for such a long time, but they had no interactions. Song Yaoyao's grades were not very good. He regarded her as an object that could be eliminated by the upper echelons at any time. However, something changed not long ago, from the day Song Yaoyao greeted him.

Song Yaoyao is kind, innocent, and bright as the sun. She has a soft personality and is clearly not a generous and outgoing person, but she tries hard to muster up her courage and approaches him cautiously.

Song Yaoyao is different from those superficial people.

Zhang Chenan could feel the negative energy in everyone, such as a certain teacher's harshness, a certain classmate's jealousy, and Bai Yao's arrogance. Only Song Yaoyao, he could not feel any malice from her.

She is pure and beautiful, like a piece of white paper that has not been tainted by the world. How can he not care about such a girl?

Many people say that Zhang Chenan is like an ice block on a snowy mountain that has not melted for thousands of years, but Song Yaoyao is like the sun, melting the ice. Her warmth and tenderness make him feel a desire.

It was the desire for possession that forced him to often have the idea of ​​tying up Song Yaoyao with chains and locking her in a room covered with black fog. From then on, he became the one who monopolized the sun.

He didn't know whether this could be considered love, but he was so sure that Song Yaoyao was his. Since she was his, how could he tolerate others bullying her?

Zhang Chenan had long discovered that Song Yaoyao cared a lot about Bai Yao. Whenever Bai Yao appeared, Song Yaoyao would fall into a state of uneasiness. She seemed to be very afraid of Bai Yao, and even more unwilling for Bai Yao to get close to Zhang Chenan, but she had no explanation for this.

Zhang Chenan could only guess that Bai Yao must have bullied Song Yaoyao in the past, which made Song Yaoyao so uneasy.

Therefore, Bai Yao must be the target to be eliminated.

In the dim corridor, the boys walking there were as silent as ghosts. The voice-controlled lights were not on. The bright moon was hanging high outside the glass window, shrouded in a layer of hazy mist. The bright moon revealed a sad red, dyeing the eyes of the flying birds red.

Several white birds stood quietly on the windowsill, all staring at the figure in the corridor. Their red eyes glowed in the dark night, and they tilted their heads from time to time, making the scene look even more weird.

Zhang Chenan stopped and turned around according to his feeling. The black mist on his body spread out and the shadow of a snake rushed in all directions. But suddenly, the white flying feathers wrapped up the surrounding thick fog and dyed it the red of the moonlight.

An arm stretched out from the mist and accurately pressed his entire face.

With a "bang", Zhang Chenan hit the wall heavily from head to toe and sank into the dent in the wall. He couldn't cough or make any sound because the cold hand was still on his head and the sinister force was on the verge of crushing his head.

Zhang Chenan's body was embedded in the cracked wall, hanging in mid-air, with his feet dangling without support, like a puppet about to break.

Zhang Chenan peeked at the man's silhouette in the dark through his fingers with one eye. He couldn't see clearly, nor could he feel his emotions. He was not angry, nor happy, and was as calm as a pool of stagnant water. He didn't look like a human, but he also didn't have the malice and resentment that a monster should have.

Who is he? What is he? And how long has he been lurking in this building?

There are no answers to all the questions.

This shouldn't be the case!

Zhang Chenan made all the monsters in the building afraid, so no monster dared to hurt Song Yaoyao, but he knew nothing about this sudden thing!

The man said, "Aren't you afraid?"

Zhang Chenan couldn't utter a sound to reply. The pain of his body about to be shattered intensified the pain of the backlash from before. He could feel himself being covered by coldness, but strangely, he still couldn't sense any emotion from this man.

Even if it is weird, it has had real life experiences, so after becoming a ghost, it has deep resentment.

But this man didn't, as if this man had been a dead object from the beginning.

The man's hand became more powerful, and his tall figure moved slightly closer, with a strong pressure. He asked again: "Aren't you afraid?"

Zhang Chenan's throat relaxed slightly, and he had the chance to speak. He said with difficulty: "I... am not afraid of you..."

If he had not been careless the previous few times and been injured by the backlash, he would not have been easily ambushed and ended up in such an embarrassing situation.

"Have some backbone."

The man withdrew his hand and Zhang Chenan fell to the ground. He raised his eyes and saw the man's figure surrounded by white flying feathers.

"When I sensed she was in danger, my heart started beating erratically. I guess that's fear." The man slowly backed away, blending deeper into the darkness. His figure was blurry, and his tone was even. "So, I should scare you too. That's only fair."

The scavenger birds on the windowsill flew away together, and the man disappeared into the shadows.

Zhang Chenan had never felt such a strong pressure. He covered his chest and coughed a few times. Suddenly, he realized the deep meaning of the man's words. He quickly stood up, turned into black mist and rushed to the confinement room.

As he arrived at the confinement room, the scene before him made him scream in horror, "Ahhh!"

The man put down his hand, and Song Yaoyao's body fell to the ground. Her eyes were still open, not understanding how her neck could have been broken suddenly while she was half asleep and half awake. The expression on her face froze in that moment of horror, and her unfocused eyes stared blankly in the direction of Zhang Chenan.