The characters in the horror game have a crush on me

Jiang Yilin looked at the tall monster with his head slightly lowered.

Its body shrinks slightly, like a large dog waiting to be petted.

——Unbelievably obedient.

Jiang Yilin was silent, and finally took the rose.

And when the rose was taken by him, everything returned to the original state.

[Ding——Ding——]

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Jiang Yilin's expression was in a trance.

He regained his figure in a wheelchair.

In the hands of the black-haired young man was a rose that dazzled in the sunlight.

—this rose wasn't given to him by Slender Ghost...it was given to him by Joey.

In his head, he started talking to the system.

"System, I'm starting to have some doubts about the plot hint you gave me."

[Oh, what's wrong? 】

"From the slender ghost... I didn't feel any malice in the memory recall just now."

"But why now, you say that he has possessed the people around me...and made me his bride?"

"How did this transition... come about?"

"--In the end what happened?"

The system was silent for a moment, his voice was a little weird.

[Mr. Jiang...do you know? 】

【He is a ghost, you cannot guess him with human thinking. 】

[A ghost will always be a ghost—maybe the gentleness of its front feet is just to numb you, make you careless, and then show its fangs. 】

The sound of the system hummed softly, like dust floating in the air.

[Ghosts will always be ghosts... people will always be people, ghosts will always be malicious towards people, and ghosts will always have hideous faces, right? 】

Jiang Yilin did not comment.

He turned the rose in his hand, and looked down at the pile of mud that had just appeared in his memory.

I don't know if that place was discovered by the godfather later - based on the man's careful thinking, it should have been discovered, so it is very likely that it was disposed of later.

"Brother...are you trying to remember something?"

Joey followed Jiang Yilin's gaze and looked at a piece of mud.

He suddenly made a clear voice, and a trace of malice flashed in those silver-gray eyes.

"Oh...let me guess."

"It seems that there was once a cat buried there..."

"—It's my brother's favorite cat."

When Jiang Yilin heard his words, he suddenly turned his head and looked at his nominal younger brother.

The boy smiled and said to Jiang Yilin.

"I don't know if my brother still remembers? You once raised a cat when you were a child. It was quite cute."

"And the cat..."

In an instant, those light-colored eyes seemed to be colored by some intense emotion, and became extremely profound.

"—that cat... I gave it to you, brother."

The black-haired young man pursed his lips, his eyes still calm, and asked, "Then, how did that cat... die?"

Joey just looked at Jiang Yilin quietly.

After a few seconds, it seemed like a long time...

The boy blinked, and a smile spread on his lips.

Maybe it's because of his gentle face, the blinking of his eyes is extremely playful.

"... How else could he have died? Died of illness."

"I didn't think that the cat seemed to be born with a genetic disease...I'm very sorry."

"The death of that cat seemed to make my brother feel very uncomfortable at that time. I am really sorry for my brother."

—Did of illness...?

— Absolutely false.

In Jiang Yilin's mind, there was still the image of the cat's neck being twisted abruptly.

—Joey...he's hiding something.

He looked straight at Joey's clear eyes, but Joey never avoided it, and the curved corner of his mouth still looked so sweet and soft.

After a while, more than ten maids came over, and the older maid bowed to Jiang Yilin and said slowly.

"Master has something to ask Mr., and wants to invite him to the study."

After hearing this, Joey sneered.

The boy turned sideways and took a step, as if avoiding something.

He raised his eyebrows and said, "Brother, you should go first and leave me alone."

"After all, my father, despite his seemingly patient appearance, was actually a somewhat irritable man."

"Because he hates people who are not punctual... so if you don't arrive at his designated place on time, it will be very bad."

He approached the black-haired young man, kissed his cheek, and took the rose back.

"This flower... is best not to be seen by him."

"—Let me take care of it for the time being."

When Jiang Yilin was pushed away by the head maid in the wheelchair, Joey walked to the flowers and squatted down.

"you say……"

Joey seemed to be talking to himself.

"You said... did he remember? Is he about to remember?"

The boy lied.

That cat was not given to Jiang Yilin by him, but by the godfather.

Joey's father, Oston, once raised a cat. At that time, Jiang Yilin was still young, and when he looked at the cat, his eyes were always soft.

He knew that his nominal elder brother, although superficially indifferent, should prefer that kind of soft and weak little animal in his heart.

——This is also the reason why I always pretend to be weak.

——He wanted to disguise his true nature as much as possible to win Jiang Yilin's favor.

Joey heard that his father promised to give Jiang Yilin a cat when he was 18 years old.

later……

The corners of Joey's mouth curled up slightly.

——He really felt that it was too intrusive.

When he saw the cat with its nose arched and acting like a baby in Jiang Yilin's arms...he really couldn't stand it.

This cat could easily grab all of his brother's attention, and even replace his existence.

When he grew up, he could no longer act like a baby in his elder brother's arms like when he was a child, but that cat could.

--envy……

——The extremely ugly jealousy fermented in his chest.

In fact, Joey is not the child that the godfather expected to give birth to, he is an illegitimate child.

Ever since he was a child, his father Auston has not taught him, and his attitude towards him is as cold as an object occupying a place.

Even strictly speaking, the relationship between Joey and the housekeeper is much better than that of the nominal father.

He was not born with expectations, and in this family, he was like a stain that could not be washed away for that man who was extremely demanding of himself.

And such a filthy self...is different to another person.

—that man was his father's godson.

He is an oriental man, but in his eyes, Joey sees a kind of light equality.

Perhaps this kind of equality stems from Jiang Yilin's natural indifference-he doesn't care about Joey's background.

In other words, he doesn't care about anyone's parentage.

But Joey stubbornly believed that he got what he wanted from those eyes.

——For Jiang Yilin, Joey is just Joey, not a label with the symbol of an illegitimate child.

The boy standing in the garden thought of this, his brows and eyes softened.

He seemed to be on the path, and saw the shaky figure walking when he was a child.

Perhaps because of a congenital defect, Joey didn't learn to walk until he was four years old, and the figure of staggering toddler also made many servants laugh involuntarily.

However, his titular brother is different...

At that time, Jiang Yilin would pick him up and scold those rude servants.

Even though at that time, my ignorant self would smear black stains on the white shirt, and the boy who was holding him only frowned, but he would not just push him away.

From that time on... Joey has left the image of his brother in his heart.

In the vast and unspeakable memories of the young man, it was really too beautiful, like an amber halo, the more he thought about it, the deeper his obsession became, making himself unwilling to let go like this.

——These emotions are constantly fermenting... When did it break?

Probably when he became an adult and found out that his nominal elder brother was going to be engaged to another woman;

Probably when he found that he had grown up and his brother would no longer be too close to him;

Probably, when he found out...

When he discovered that his elder brother no longer belonged to him alone.

——This feeling has changed.

"I like my brother the most, so I don't want anyone around my brother, or other messy things, as long as I am alone is enough."

The young man stretched out his beautiful fingers and caressed the muddy clod, his eyes were extremely gentle.

"—Joy will always be with you, my dearest brother."