My rivals later said they liked me

'Zhu Lian, do you only feel sorry for yourself, hiding in the dark and watching? '

The scene in front of him began to change, and Zhu Lian seemed to see the boy he liked smiling brightly and happily at another person with a blurred face.

But such happiness is the source of Zhulian's pain.

'We all like him, Zhulian, you don't have to guard against us. '

Zhu Lian curled up in the dark room, and the bright red light of the machine illuminated the densely packed photos on the wall.

The whole space is like a black abyss giant beast, and this weird red light is the stinky blood red tongue of that giant beast.

Zhu Lian lowered his head slightly, his slightly longer bangs resting softly on his forehead, his beautiful pale eyes were hidden in the shadows, showing a somewhat gloomy and cold feeling inexplicably.

He didn't move at all, like a lifeless statue.

The voice in the ear still continued.

'You miss him too, don't you?How about we go find him? '

'Saturday is your birthday, Lian, we don't want to miss him on his birthday. '

Zhu Lian moved his stiff eyes slightly, his dry lips were heavily cracked, like a dry land where no grass grew.

Zhu Lian has been in this state for a long time. Since he attended Duan Yan's birthday party that day, he has called for sick leave, and has been nesting in this room, surviving every day with the candy and milk given to him by the boy.

But that's just him, and his personality changes more and more, and he even occasionally switches between one personality an hour apart.

Some of these personalities are eager to overeat, and when Zhulian controls his body after a full meal, he will vomit and have diarrhea.

Some have an extreme aversion to food. This personality controls the body for a relatively long time. He once did not eat or drink water for two days.

Some are violent, and some are thirsty for blood.

The violent personality will smash the whole room when it goes crazy, and even try to attack the servants.But the personality who longs for blood thinks he is a literary painter, but unfortunately he likes to paint with blood. 'He' thinks that blood is the most beautiful color among all the colors in the world.

It was also this 'painter' personality that made Zhu Lian feel like a 'monster' with fear.

This personality has painted many paintings with strange colors, almost all of which are Duan Yan's portraits and naked bodies.

He is the strongest of all personality neutral impulses.

Because, he is the personality that Zhu Lian longed for Duan Yan.

The "painter" is the desire hidden in Zhu Lian's heart.

Zhu Lian has never been able to face himself like this, so he chose to escape, he chose to trap himself in the room, he didn't want his ugly appearance to be seen by Duan Yan.

In fact, he suppressed it very well at the beginning, but ever since he vaguely learned that Duan Yan liked Lu Chaosheng that day, the beast in his heart could no longer suppress it.

Every personality began to stir up, and he didn't have Zhu Zhou's absolute control. Zhu Lian had to work hard to suppress himself every day. Even though he knew that the boy couldn't like him, he still persisted.

He didn't want to hurt the person he loved so carefully one day.

It is not easy for Zhu Lian to be able to hold on until now, the voices in his head kept bewitching him, and Zhu Lian felt a familiar sense of dizziness coming from his mind.

Personality is about to start changing again.

He absolutely couldn't release these monsters, Zhu Lian bit his arm hard, trying to use the pain to wake himself up.

The world in front of me is distorted and deformed like a ball of paper crumpled in the palm of my hand.

In a daze, Zhu Lian seemed to hear Zhu Zhou's voice ringing in his ears, and those noisy voices disappeared completely.

The voice said: "Xiao Lian, look what you have become without me. You shouldn't reject me, we are one."

"There will be no one in the world who loves you more than me, and there will be no one who loves me more than you."

"We should fit together."

Zhu Lian clenched his fists tightly, but he relaxed slightly. His bitten arm was dripping with bright blood, but he didn't seem to feel any pain. His thick and slender eyelashes were like butterflies bound by spider webs. His voice trembled slightly, like compromise, but also like despair: "I promise you."

Zhu Zhou smiled lightly and said, "Good boy."

His tail sound slightly evoked, like a compliment.

Zhu Lian felt the dizzy feeling coming again, but this feeling was different from the feeling of other personalities competing for his body. This feeling gave him more reassurance and relief.

Zhu Lian fell into the darkness without the slightest resistance. He didn't know if he would have a chance to wake up again, but it was his choice after all, and he had nowhere to go.

Zhu Zhou slightly evoked a shy and gentle smile, and the black mist in his eyes became more and more intense.He could feel the growth of his soul power after merging with Zhu Lian, like a seed that was finally ripened, took root in the ground, and grew into a dense tree.

He said as if sighing: "Xiao Lian, I will help you fulfill your wish, so that you can see Duan Yan day and night."

Zhu Zhou stretched out his index finger, touched the wound lightly, and then pressed it down with a little force. The pain in his body seemed to be transformed into a kind of excitement with a slight electric current.

He let go of his hand casually, flicked the blood on his hand casually, and there were a few traces of sternness in his brows and eyes.

It's too bad, Zhu Zhou thought, he didn't expect the 'painter' to be merged together.

The 'painter' is the companion personality of the main personality, derived from Zhu Lian, so if Zhu Zhou wants to merge with the main personality, the 'painter' must also be fused together.

But it doesn't matter, Zhu Zhou slightly clenched a white soft tissue with his fingertips, and gently wiped the blood.

The fusion of 'painter' will only make him stronger.

"Brother Lu!"

The young man's tone was a little exasperated: "Can you stop letting Lu Yan's sand sculpture ghosts while I am eating?!"

Lu Chaosheng glanced at him indifferently, reached out to pick up a chopstick of vegetables for him, and said, "Eat more vegetables, it's good for your health."

Duan Yan: "...Did I tell you about the body?"

Lu Chaosheng raised his eyes to look at him, a little puzzled and said, "Otherwise, why are you so irritable?"

Duan Yan: "..."

How do I answer this?Do you want me to tell you that the protagonist of this sand sculpture video you watched is actually me? ? ?

The corners of Lu Chaosheng's mouth curled up slightly, it was rare for him to be in a teasing mood towards the boy.

In fact, he already knew that Lu Yan was Duan Yan not long ago, and it was also because the voice of the anchor was so similar to Duan Yan. When Lu Chaosheng listened to it, he always felt as if Xiao Duan was talking in his ear. This kind of familiarity Even if the sound quality is slightly changed, the sound quality cannot be changed.

What's more, a person's personality cannot be changed. Duan Yan is usually skinny, and even more skinny during the live broadcast. Although he didn't show his face, Lu Chaosheng always had doubts.

In fact, others might not necessarily think this way, that is, Lu Chaosheng knew Duan Yan too well, and his sixth sense was surprisingly strong.

Later, Lu Chaosheng partnered with a few guys who were strong in computers to make money online. It happened that Yu Sheng was very good at looking up IPs, so Lu Chaosheng asked him to help find the location.

The result is that it is positioned next door to your own home.

It is indeed Duan Yan.

Lu Chaosheng couldn't describe his feelings at that time, but he felt that it was as if he and Xiao Duan should get together somewhere.

From the embarrassment at first sight, to being attracted by the young man step by step, and then to the deep-rooted love, it is only a blink of an eye.

Duan Yan would angrily put those green vegetables into Lu Chaosheng's bowl, facing Lu Chaosheng's eyes looking sideways at him, he couldn't hold back his face and said, "I don't care, don't look at it when you eat in the future. The phone is off, you are disrespecting food, this time I will punish you to eat these vegetables."

What Duan Yan said was high-sounding, but actually he didn't want to eat green vegetables.

Lu Chaosheng raised his eyebrows slightly, with a half-smile: "Is that so? Then tonight's drunk duck..."

Duan Yan's eyes lit up, and he immediately said obediently and obediently: "Brother Lu, what kind of drunk duck is it? Is it from the East Crane Tower?"

Lu Chaosheng smiled and said, "Well, what about the vegetables?"

Duan Yan stretched out his chopsticks and grabbed a bunch of them, with an extremely happy smile on his face: "Eat, I like eating vegetables!"

Lu Chaosheng rubbed his head, smiled lightly and said, "Good boy."

After the meal, Lu Chaosheng went to the kitchen to wash the dishes as usual. Duan Yan ate at Lu Chaosheng's house today. Duan Yan pushed open the door of Lu Chaosheng's study on a whim. He had actually been here a few times. Lu Chaosheng's The study room was nothing interesting, but he seemed to remember that there was an old game console here.

Duan Yan looked at the bookshelf casually, and suddenly found a photo frame with a white gold border on the bookshelf. Naturally, what attracted him was not the photo frame, but the photos in the photo frame.

This is a photo of him and Lu Chaosheng.

It was taken with him and Brother Lu on the sofa at his home. He was hugging SpongeBob SquarePants, and Brother Lu was hugging Brother Octopus. The filter was a little pink, a little pink and tender. In the photo, he smiled brilliantly. Brother Lu pursed his lips slightly, and the smile from the corner of his eyes was like a crescent moon. He was handsome and elegant, and the coldness in his body seemed to be blown away by the smile.

The two people in the photo are close together, as close as Siamese twins, and SpongeBob's hand is also on the back of Brother Squidward's. The overall photo is warm and has a bit of inexplicable sweetness.

Duan Yan blushed inexplicably, and then he was about to put the photo back, but out of the corner of his eyes, he saw a stack of papers under the photo.

There are vague traces of pencil tracing.

Duan Yan picked up the stack of papers and opened the first one. It was a portrait of a character. The boy in the painting had a tiny mole at the end of his eye. The boy in this painting was none other than himself.

Duan Yan inexplicably felt a little itchy in his heart, couldn't help but hooked his little finger slightly, and the corners of his mouth curled up inexplicably.

There was an indescribable joy in my heart.

He continued to scroll down, and all the people drawn on these papers were him.

Until the last picture, Duan Yan was taken aback. It was a kitten lazily taking a nap under the sunlight.

The cat's paws are drawn very carefully, and it seems that the fluff can be seen in concrete form.

Cute and milky, even Duan Yan couldn't help but like it when he saw it.

Next to this picture, there is an English sentence that has been erased at will but still leaves some marks.

'My Britney.'

Next to it is a signature, 9.2.

Duan Yan had an inexplicable feeling in his heart, and suddenly knew what 9.2 meant.

September [-]nd was the day when they started their school exams. On that day, Brother Lu sat at the back of the classroom, glanced at him from time to time, gently sketched this cute kitten, and then wrote that sentence in English.

'My Twilight. '

The author has something to say: Woo, the one who can catch up here should be true love

If you still remember the previous one, you will know that Lu Lu drew a short paragraph that day

He vaguely defined Xiaoduan as [Twilight]