[Quick Transmigration] A cookie for you

However, I brought my "brother" out to live with him without authorization, and the parents knew about it, but they didn't care about it, and they made it clear that they wanted to let them fend for themselves.

This sent a chill down the spine.

Yan Lu couldn't help but wonder if his so-called "mother" also knew about what happened back then and took a conniving attitude towards it.

If this is the case, that woman is more scheming than "father".Why...all of them are women... This made Yan Lu involuntarily feel fear towards creatures like women.

Well, you can't think like this, there are still a lot of cute girls in this world, and the one you met is just a special case.

But... If I really lived in this family, I would have been driven crazy long ago, and I wouldn't be able to survive the day when I was admitted to the film and television academy.

Ni Yue...Ni Yue...tonight, if you are free, come out and meet me, okay?

I really hope to see you.

When this idea came to his mind, Yan Lu felt that he must be crazy, because he decided to go to the music classroom to find Ni Yue at midnight.

He knows it's already there.

He just wanted to see its whole body, even if it was dangerous, otherwise, he might accidentally suffer from lovesickness.

However, what he didn't expect was that when he was taking a shower in the cubicle, he was going to face it in the best condition.Ni Yue actually found him first.

It was still the cold and creamy touch, but Yan Lu not only didn't feel sick at all, but rather enjoyed it.

He knew that Ni Yue was already behind him, maybe even on his back.

What exactly is it trying to do?

Yan Lu knew very well that before Ni Yue's death, the two had no personal relationship, the only intersection was probably that glimpse in the living room of the villa, and he smiled at him.

So, why does Ni Yue, who has become a ghost, make such intimate actions to herself?Could it be that he had already taken a fancy to himself at that time, but he never expected that he would be brought to such a state by his sweetheart's father, so because of love and hatred, he wanted to make himself restless and frightened all day long?

If that's the case...that's really dramatic.

Yan Lv really admired himself, even at such a critical moment, he was still thinking about things.

"Ni...Ni Yue..." At this moment, Yan Lu felt that he was a little out of breath, as if someone purposely used his hands to tightly strangle his neck.

"Can you relax a bit? I..."

However, the "person" behind him, as if he didn't hear it, tightened his invisible hand until he had to turn off the switch of the shower.

He only felt that his eyes were black now, he couldn't stand up at all, and he was about to collapse.Then that person showed no sign of letting go of himself, as if he really wanted to die by himself.

This made him feel very scared in his heart, and he thought to himself, this time he really was going to die before he could finish his mission.

no!help yourself!You must save yourself!

But what should we do?This time, can it still hear itself?

He didn't know what happened in the past two days, which made Ni Yue change his mind and wanted to kill himself, so he couldn't prescribe the right medicine at all.

Just when the oxygen in his chest was about to be squeezed out, he finally smashed the tank and called out in a low voice, "Senior."

It's not that he didn't think of calling for help loudly to attract the attention of others, but although this can save him, it will also make Ni Yue completely hate himself.If this is the case, then I am afraid that I will never have the chance to influence it again.

Strange to say, when Yan Lu squeezed out these two words, the tightness in his chest disappeared immediately.It seems that I once again pinched Ni Yue's Achilles' heel.

After the crisis was temporarily lifted, he began to try to talk to it.

"Senior, what's wrong with you? What happened? Is someone bullying you? You can try to talk to me, and I will vent your anger for you. By the way, can you communicate with me normally? Well... If you can't speak , What about writing? Is it okay to write on the ground? Can you write a word for me to see? Otherwise... I really don't know if you are still there. You are too quiet..."

After Yan Lu talked a lot to himself, there was no movement for a long time.

Yan Lu suddenly felt very frustrated. He understood that this shy guy would never communicate with him no matter what, so he sighed and comforted himself, "Well, it must be that we are not familiar enough, so you don't want to talk to him. Willing to talk to me. Then... Then I have to work hard... I really want to be friends with you... Although, in my capacity, it is indeed a bit shameless to say this. But I still want to say , I want to see you. Look at you, you are still not what I remember. Senior, you don’t know, in fact, when I first saw you, I was attracted by you. At that time, every day Living in the dark, it is your smile that has become my medicine."

Although this is a bit disgusting and a bit Mary Sue, Yan Lu has to admit that his "killing trick" is still somewhat useful.

At least, it didn't take long before Ni Yue was willing to communicate with himself, and he really wrote a blood-red word slowly on the ground.

A "dead" word.

"Senior, who do you want to die?"

After Yan Lu saw this word, he didn't show any fear. On the contrary, he showed an expected expression.

"Yan."

"Yan? Is that my father?" He hurriedly asked.

This time, a "tick" symbol appeared out of thin air on the ground.

Yan Lu slowly retreated to the corner of the wall, drew his hands back, and stared blankly at the floor. After a long while, he seemed to have suddenly made up his mind and asked him, "Would you... want me to kill someone?" ?”

Another "cross" symbol appeared on the ground.

Yan Lu breathed a sigh of relief inexplicably.

"Then...then what do you want me to do?" This time, Ni Yue didn't give any hints again, but the strange thing is that the hook and fork didn't disappear, but existed on the ground at the same time, like It's the same as who makes a choice.

Yan Lu suddenly felt a strange feeling in his heart, but he couldn't figure out what that feeling was.So helpless, he had no choice but to ignore it for the time being, and started to use his imagination to try again and again.

"You only want his life, don't you want other people's lives?" After Yan Lu finished speaking, he stared at the ground, and then he was horrified to find that the "fork" on the ground was a little darker than before.

It turned out to be a matter of choice.

Yan Lu immediately established contact with a kind of "Dish Fairy" game.