The days when I was targeted by the soul of actor A

Seven years ago, Jiang Zhai.

Qiao Yu has been imprisoned here for half a year... Oh, at that time his name was not Qiao Yu, but Z.

From the basement laboratories on the first and second floors of the basement, to the fourth-floor buildings above Jiang Zhai, he has already felt it clearly.

Apart from being a mansion with European style, the Jiang residence is indeed an impenetrable fortress.

News can't get out, and people can't get in.

Jiang Tan's attitude towards the experimental subjects was the same as himself. He boiled the frogs in warm water without delay, and would provide everything except freedom.

Every few days, he would encounter all kinds of Omega sent by Jiang Tan when he was caught off guard.

It's just that he didn't fall for it once.

...

Light streams through the stained floor-to-ceiling windows, illuminating the Spencer sculpture on the window frame.

The air is filled with unscrupulous Omega pheromones.

Again.

Qiao Yu stared at the secretive Omega outside the door. His sitting posture against the backlight made him fall into the shadow, and he couldn't see his expression clearly. It only made people think that there was a leopard waiting for an opportunity.

The Omega outside the door timidly tidied up the few clothes on her body, and finally mustered up the courage to walk in. She only took one step, and then took three steps back in fear——

Qiao Yu stood up.

It's just that the scary Alpha didn't even look at him, and turned around and went up the spiral staircase leading to the fourth floor.

...There, there is Jiang Zhai's restricted area.

Omega stood there shaking his body, torn between going to the restricted area and going back to the laboratory, and finally chose the latter.

He would rather be tortured by Jiang Tan again than encounter the legendary monster.

That was Jiang Tan's taboo.

...

Qiao Yu walked on the same spiral staircase, her leather shoes stepped on the soft gold-woven red carpet, and a narrow corridor that was exactly the same as the three floors below appeared in front of her eyes——

Closed carved wooden doors and paintings are arranged at intervals in the narrow corridor, and the only light source comes from the stained glass window at the end.

The building on the window belongs to Jiang Tan's own Genesis.

This layer is "Original Sin".

He has never been here.

Qiao Yu looked at the glass window at the end, and the melodious sound of the cello came faintly from the room at the end.

He took a few steps forward as if attracted, before he heard the melody clearly.

It was Saraband.

"......Who?"

Qiao Yu asked in a low voice, and the answer was his own echo on the cello and the sound of leather shoes falling on the carpet.

He thought that it was always night when he came to this floor, but he didn't even discover the mystery of this floor.

And there are still people living there?

The sound of Qiao Yu's leather shoes stopped at the third-to-last painting, and she narrowed her long eyes, suspiciously listening to the coherent and smooth sound of the cello that made one wonder if it was a human.

"mum."

A meow caught his attention.

Qiao Yu looked down and saw that it was a black cat.

The black cat is clingy and familiar, coming out of the darkness, if it weren't for those lemon yellow eyes, he almost didn't notice him.

The soft cat ball rolled on the upper of his shoe, watching him ignore it, and rubbing against his calf like porcelain.

Qiao Yu, "..."

Is this a new type of Omega?

He seemed to be amused by his own absurd thoughts, he let out a "chi" laugh, and his heels stepped on the ground.

"Mi?" The black cat jumped away, looked at him for a long time, and then walked in front.

Qiao Yu watched it walk into the last painting, and then jumped into the painting.

Qiao Yu, "...?"

He walked over slowly and stopped in front of the picture——

It was a life-size self-portrait.

Unlike other paintings, it seems to replace the existence of the carved wooden door and become a door, except for a "dog" hole with the thickness of a child's wrist, which cannot fit anything in and has no handle.

more importantly--

It is blank.

Qiao Yu looked at the faint reflection of herself on the picture frame, and heard the sound of the cello inside the room stopped abruptly with the cat's invasion, her voice was emotionless, "You were also sent by Jiang Tan? This trick is good, at least I fell for it. "

"Are you new here?" A childish voice came from behind the painting, and the real age could not be judged.

It was like a signal carefully sent from far away from Xingchuan.

Qiao Yu, "...?"

Is this the Rapunzel in the tower?

From that day on, Qiao Yu had an extra "inmate" in his captivity.As long as Jiang Tan is not around, he will sit outside that self-portrait and fight with people inside who don't know the gender or age.

"Why didn't you split up? It was Omega who seduced me before." Qiao Yuming knew that he was not sent by Jiang Tan, and sat at the end of the corridor with his knees leaning against the glass window, chatting nonsense with him inside the door.

The person inside seemed to be grinding rosin, and replied casually, "Oh, maybe he wants to use another method to see if you like it."

Tantan once again performed the miscellaneous story of the liquid black cat passing through the narrow "dog" hole. Qiao Yu was no longer surprised by it. He reached out to catch it, and said while stroking the cat, "I quite like it."

"..." The people inside ignored him, only the cello made a harsh sound.

"Mi." Tantan looked up at the self-portrait puzzledly, saw his own reflection and stretched out his claws curiously.

Qiao Yu tapped the frame with its paw in a vicious manner, "Are you locked up here too?"

"No, I came in on my own initiative." The tone of the person inside seemed to be capitalized "What nonsense are you talking about".

He could imagine the man rolling his eyes.

Qiao Yu rarely smiled when there was no "person".

Ever since he was a child, the people around Qiao Yu either "knew" his perfect gentle illusion, or understood his ruthless nature, and no one would provoke him at all.

Only the people in the door would fight with him like this.

He couldn't see the person inside the door, but because of this, he was closer to his core.

The two chatted from their likes to dislikes, sometimes from the weird artwork in the house to their prototypes, and sometimes they just naively guessed each other's characteristics.

Over time, Qiao Yu's impression of him has changed from "Rapunzel" to "Arrogant Beta Rapunzel with a hole in her brain".

Another day.

Qiao Yu leaned on the self-portrait, "What do you look like?"

The milky voice replied, "Me? I'm 1.7 meters tall, a strong man, one hits ten."

Qiao Yu, "..."

The sound is good.

The black cat got its head out of the hole, and when it saw Qiao Yu tilted its head, it continued to come out.

Qiao Yu hugged it in her lap, "How can you keep a cat?"

"It's a must for a lady." The people inside should be packing up their things, making bumping noises from time to time, and occasionally groaning because they bumped into things.

"You can bump into it in broad daylight." Qiao Yu touched the black cat's head, and met those yellow eyes, "What's its name?"

The people inside skipped his complaints and said, "Coal digger."

"mum!"

The black cat let out a meow, its posture was docile, it didn't look like it was angry.

The person inside changed his mouth, "...Carbon Carbon."

What is it like inside?

Qiao Yu remembered what the people inside had described before.

Poems, flowers, delicate columns, cellos, music stands, and black cats.

He said this in the tone of a spoiled young master, full of all kinds of pampered descriptions, although his voice sometimes sounds tired, it does not affect the drama of his tone.

Qiao Yu looked at the small doorway. It was pitch black behind him, and he couldn't see anything clearly. He suddenly asked, "Are you short of something? Can someone bring it for you?"

It was quiet inside for a while, and suddenly asked, "If I want it, can you bring it for me?"

"sure."

"Then I want the colors in "The Ryefield with Crows", the sky in "The Starry Night", Thoreau's house on Walden Pond, well, fill in the self-portrait at my door and show me." The people inside thought After thinking about it, I added, "I also want to see the fairy wand in the master bedroom."

Qiao Yu, "...OK."

The people inside were obviously playing tricks on him, but they didn't expect to get his answer, and finally sighed, "Forget it, I won't play with you anymore, get me the new bow hair from the master bedroom.

Qiao Yu knew the house well, but asked, "Which one is the master bedroom?"

It was quiet there for a long time.

It was so long that Qiao Yu thought he had seen through his purpose and planned to keep silent.

While he was hesitating, a note suddenly came out of the "dog" hole.

Qiao Yu took it over, and vaguely felt the strength of the owner of the hand. The gentle pull seemed to tug at his heart, making him shudder.

It's just that the owner of the hand is more sensitive than him. When he felt the note was touched, he let go of it instantly.

Qiao Yu spread out the note, which showed the location of the master bedroom and a brief explanation beside it.

The beautiful thin gold body is written with a pen, the ink is still wet, and the upturned look is elegant and playful.

Qiao Yu leaned against the self-portrait, and heard the sound of mechanical components dragging inside, "Why is there a mechanical sound?"

The owner of that voice seemed not far away from him, "Oh, I like s/m, do you want to try it?"

Qiao Yu chuckled, "I'll try if you dare."

"..." The people inside ignored him.

...

The master bedroom was the former hostess' room, but it has been vacant since Jiang Tan's wife died of illness.

Qiao Yu really didn't find the fairy wand he was talking about, but Gongmao saw it at a glance.

The next day.

Qiao Yu stuffed the bow hair together with a small iron chain.

The people inside just "thanked" him casually at first, but then they probably saw the iron chain, and they blew up as he thought, which made Qiao Yu laugh.

Black cat claws protruding from inside.

Qiao Yu stretched out her index finger and touched the meat pad, "You obviously don't like it, so don't talk nonsense."

Then the black cat was taken back by the owner.

Qiao Yu smiled, really stingy.

Thinking of the hostess room full of cello accessories and trophies, he asked, "Where would you be if you could go out?"

The person inside said casually, "I think? Let's go to Vienna to learn piano."

Apparently he hadn't thought about coming out.

Just after a while, he asked again, "...how about you?"

Qiao Yu imitated him, "In the future, I will fill up the paintings at your door."

Unexpectedly, he was not angry, and it was rare to ask him, "Did you learn to draw?"

Qiao Yu lowered her eyelashes, and finally looked at the sealed stained glass window, "...um."

He still wanted to ask him why he was learning the cello. The mechanical sound came from the spiral staircase at the end of the corridor, and Qiao Yu knew who it was without turning around——

Jiang Tan is here.

...

He no longer remembered how he was anesthetized, let alone the details of the laboratory below.

He only knew that his consciousness had been silent for a long time, until he woke up from the long darkness, and the familiar ceiling came into view——

Another room on the first floor.

Qiao Yu sat up from the bed, and the strange Omega was watching outside the door.

Another person was changed.

He went out the door as if he didn't feel it, and went straight to the fourth floor.

"are you still there?"

For a long time, until Qiao Yu thought that Jiang Tan had dealt with him, thinking about how to deal with Jiang Tan, a voice came from inside, "...Are you not dead?"

The voice was milky and soft.

Qiao Yu breathed a sigh of relief.

"You must be pretty." The person inside said, "He likes to collect pretty things."

Qiao Yu's eyes fell on the self-portrait, and the handsome young man's reflection on the glass looked back at him, and said, "It's normal, Mom and Dad think that's ugly."

It's just that this time he didn't chat with himself boringly like before, but stuffed out a very old-fashioned door card and a road map.

"Let's go." He said through the door.

Qiao Yu got the door card with his temperature on it, "What about you?"

The people inside naturally said, "I can't get out."

The flat tone seems to be stating facts, not speculation.

"...Let's go."

He urged again.

It's just that Qiao Yu at that time didn't realize his seriousness.

On the night of martial law in the Jiang mansion because of their escape, Qiao Yu tried to emit pheromone against the footsteps of the group of Betas searching the house chaotically, and persistently called him out at the door, "Come with me. If you don't go now, When do you want to wait?"

"Wait until the day when the coal digger listens to your greeting?" The voice of the person inside was leisurely.

Qiao Yu heard the approaching footsteps, reached out and knocked on the door, "Tell me how to open it."

"Let's go, my dad is here. If you don't go, you will waste my key card." The person inside sat down against the door.

The mechanical sound driven by Jiang Tan's walking was getting closer and closer, and Qiao Yu's palms were full of cold sweat as he squeezed the key card.

"Wait for me to come back, next time, next time I will definitely take you out."

"wait for me."

He hastily tore a blank piece of paper, deliberately folded it loudly, "You must come out and read it."

...

The road map finally led Qiao Yu to circle around, avoiding all the people following her, and finally circled back to the hostess' room.

The person who drew the picture must have imagined such a scene many times.

The door card switch is just behind the first cello.

The little door opened, closed forever after he had gone out—

This is the way of life left to the hostess before.

Only put one person's way of life.

He didn't realize this until the moment before Qiao Yu fell into a coma.

...

By the time Qiao Yu woke up at Qiao's Hospital, it was already half a month later.

The news of Jiang's bankruptcy and the fire in the old house was broadcast on the TV, and everyone said that the man died.

He changed his name at Qiao's house, and with the support of Qiao's house, he quickly entered the scene of the fire in Jiang's house.

In the room on the fourth floor.

Although the beams have collapsed and there are scorched and broken walls everywhere, you can still see how crude the sealed room is——

Only the coke of the broken cello lay on the ground.

Except for the "dog" hole behind the picture frame, and the hole for pulling the rope to put food and waste, there are no other exits, no lights, and no windows.

In the corner, a scorched black chain snaked through half of the room, and the farthest distance was only half a meter from the door—a distance that was just enough to be touched, but could never get out.

Next to the shackles at the end of the chain, the corpse of a small creature was carbonized into a ball, and it was vaguely discernible that it was a coal digger.

The muffled groan of the boy bumping into something, the sound of machinery in the room, the faint sarcasm in his arrogance, the hopelessness in his plain tone, all of them had actually been laid out before his eyes, but he never thought of it.

The police chief who followed saw Qiao Yu squatting down, looked at the lump with a gloomy face, and said, "Oh, that black cat seems to be deaf, and it will not be able to hear the owner's call even if it is about to be burned."

The summer wind blows in mid-August, and the scorched breath blows through the nose with the sultry wind.

He was locked up here, and the only one he lived with was a black cat who was deaf and couldn't hear him playing the cello.

The young man's arrogant voice was still in his ears.

...

"There are poetry books, flowers, delicate colonnades, cellos, music stands, and black cats."

"Then I want the colors in "The Ryefield with Crows", the sky in "The Starry Night", Thoreau's house at Walden Pond, well, fill in the self-portrait at my door and show me."

"I also want to see the fairy wand in the master bedroom."

"Oh, I like it, do you want to try it?"

"I think? Go to Vienna and learn the piano."

...

But Qiao Yu knew that in this cage, just an inch below his feet——

His star fell.

The ink-like darkness was like a turbulent torrent, drowning everything.

In the darkness, someone called him, "Qiao Yu?"

It was that soft voice, full of anxiety that never existed before.

"Don't sleep...don't you want your white moonlight?"

Those three words were like a blow to the head, ringing the bell in his mind——

"...Yanyan!"

Qiao Yu seemed to be pulled out of the dark vortex by an invisible hand, his long eyelashes opened, and the white room came into view, and the smell of disinfectant water and medicine on his body enveloped him.

"You woke up so fast, is this TOP9Alpha?"

Standing at the end of the bed, Lin Shu in a white coat received Qiao Yu's eyes and showed a professional smile.

Qiao Yu sat up abruptly, and said, "Where's Lin Yan?"

The author has something to say: Tomorrow wednesday (11) will be off for a day, and thursday (12) will be updated~ See you the day after tomorrow, little angels! ovo

Thanks to the little angel "Church" for irrigation nutrient solution +1~