The characters in the horror game have a crush on me

——Unexpectedly, the so-called tentacles are such things.

Combined with the previous system notices, even though he couldn't see it, Jiang Yilin could tell from the movement of the tentacles that the long ghost should be standing not far away, otherwise he would have no way to know his position accurately.

But the worst message is-

Jiang Yilin's intuition didn't work at all when facing it.

This means that it can appear beside Jiang Yilin anytime, anywhere in the dark, approach him without a trace, and play with him like it is now.

Jiang Yilin felt the greasy feeling on his face, and couldn't help but feel a little nauseous.

The tentacle-like thing seemed to be constantly testing him.

——What the hell does it want to do?

Immediately afterwards, it nodded its nose again, and a slender tentacle carefully crawled near his lips and placed it on his lips.

Jiang Yilin waited patiently, as if he wanted to see what this thing was trying to do to him.

After confirming that the young man on the hospital bed was completely unable to move, the tentacle began to tremble with excitement.

Its body began to secrete a strange mucus, which floated in the air with a bewitching fragrance...

——It's a bit like musk, but it's not like it.

Before Jiang Yilin could identify the composition of this mucus, he unconsciously fell into a real coma.

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When Jiang Yilin woke up again, through the sunlight coming in from the window sill, he found that it seemed that it was already the next morning.

What made him feel strange was that those sticky things seemed to have been cleaned off by something.

He felt a somewhat slender hand gently stroking his cheek.

This hand is different from the broad and powerful palm of the godfather, it is more rounded with a youthful feel.

The hand kept moving down, from the black-haired young man's ear to the position of his Adam's apple.

At this moment, Jiang Yilin felt that there seemed to be some throbbing pain in some parts of his body, as if the part above his neck was being licked excitedly by something.

"It's really a dazzling mark... Are these things left by him?"

The young man who spoke had a thin, soft voice. The first thing Jiang Yilin thought of was the small animals that lived in the deep mountains and hidden in the mist, they were extremely harmless.

And in his words, there is a sense of gloom, a tension of contrast.

Jiang Yilin felt that the hand that was just caressing his neck suddenly exerted some strength, as if he wanted to rub away some traces.

"Sure enough, I knew it."

Although the boy's voice was soft, the pitch was suddenly raised a little.

"I've seen it for a long time... my dear brother, father... he just wants to imprison you!"

"Obviously all the damage was done by him, but he can pretend that nothing happened. This has always been the case since you became an adult."

— Imprisonment... damage?

Jiang Yilin began to think about something in his mind.

In other words... that godfather in name must have done something bad to him.

The boy was still talking to himself, as if he was venting himself.

In fact, when Jiang Yilin was sober, it was rare for a young man to comfort his unrelated elder brother with a strong posture like now.

Only that man can stare at his elder brother openly - as a godfather.

"The way he looks at you has always made me sick, but... my dearest brother, you are like an unaware lamb coveted by darkness, you can frankly show your fragile neck and accept That person's unpredictable intimacy... really makes people feel pitiful and ridiculous."

"It's really infuriating... It was obviously me first, and I finally endured until I became an adult, but he stepped on the soles of my feet again."

The boy's voice slowed down slightly, as if caught in some memories.

Finally, he kissed the young man's forehead.

"...It's okay, you're fine now, I don't want you to wake up—it's so bad to wake up, you always look at me coldly, that kind of gaze... really makes me uncomfortable."

"If you don't wake up, you will never know about that."

"Like an exquisite puppet, lie on the bed forever, all you need is to be hugged by me, my dear brother."

When he said the last sentence, the boy just stretched out his arms and hugged himself up, resting his pointed chin on his shoulders, with a strange sense of satisfaction in his tone.

——This boy is very thin... It can even be said to be sick.

In the boy's arms, Jiang Yilin could clearly feel the boy's weakness.

He found it interesting.

From the young man's words, Jiang Yilin obtained two pieces of information.

The first point is that my godfather has improper feelings for me, but it sounds like he has tried his best to suppress these emotions, but it seems that in some things, he still indulges his desires - it does not rule out his suspected neurotoxicity His condition has nothing to do with him.

The second point is that this boy should be his nominal younger brother, who seems to be the biological son of his godfather, and his relationship with him seems to be not so good when he is still sober.

Moreover, the boy should have done something secretly and hurt himself.

From the trembling voice of the young man, it can be heard that he sincerely and urgently hopes that he can lie on the hospital bed forever and never wake up again.

——What an extreme lunatic.

The boy hugged himself for a long time.

Different from the madness in his words, he was very well-behaved, and he didn't do any other deviant actions, just using his soft hair to gently rub against his cheek.

one more time.