Quickly travel through the book: Xiaocao Raiders Flower God

Tonight is a night exclusively for Liu Xiaoqi. As a violin genius who won the Patnik Gold Medal at a young age, he has attracted much attention and is about to hold his first solo violin recital in the largest theater in Sulfur City.

That night, there were no empty seats, only a tall and handsome Xiao Qi, wearing a black tuxedo and a small black bow tie, was standing on the stage performing violin solo or playing with the piano. Charm, classical and lively atmosphere belonging to teenagers, under the spotlight, his appearance of concentrating on playing the piano fascinated everyone in the field.

After all the performances were over, Xiaoqi called the curtain several times. In the end, amidst the continuous and endless applause, she expressed her gratitude and returned to the stage again, performing the last repertoire of the night, "Death and the Beautiful Boy". A song he composed himself.

The melody of this song, at first listen, is soothing and melodious, occasionally lively, it sounds extremely beautiful, suitable as a lullaby before going to bed.

However, when the sound of the violin gradually became better, the audience instantly escaped from the pulsating feeling, and suddenly got goosebumps all over their bodies, because they all seemed to feel a cold charm coming from afar , just like a soft call from hell, whirling in the ears, it is the shadow of death deeply buried in the whole song, but ubiquitous.

The voice of the god of death is somewhat ghostly, but it is full of bewitching, which makes people think of the most beautiful incarnation in Greek mythology who fell in love with his own beauty - Narcissus.

The beautiful young man has a quiet temperament, but he is arrogant and narcissistic in his bones. In the eyes of Narcissus, no one can match his beauty. Only his own reflection in the water makes him deeply fascinated, but he does not know that the reflection is actually the god of death. sickle, take his life, take his soul.

death and narcissus, the god of death fell in love with a boy like a daffodil, so he could only use the illusion that exudes a faint fragrance to obtain the boy's eternal companionship.

This is a song of love, but also a song of death.Death's love is full of weird possessive desire and paranoid desire to control.It's frightening, yet deeply fascinated by it.

The audience in the audience was fascinated by this, and there was only one person who was different from other audiences.I saw that he was wearing a peaked cap on his head, and the brim of the hat was also pulled down very low, so that no one could see his face and expression clearly.He was sitting in the most remote and dark corner of the entire concert hall, and he could only vaguely see that he was an extremely tall and strong man.

That is, this man, after hearing this encore track, raised his head abruptly, and finally showed his firm chin. He looked straight at the young man playing the piano on the stage, his eyes were still unclear, but it must be It was very hot, as if trying to see through the soul of the violin player with all his strength.

After a long time, when Xiaoqi finished the song, bent down to salute, and explained the source of inspiration for the song with a smile, the weird man under the stage raised his lips slightly, with an inexplicable evil spirit, just like Xiaoqi's tune In the movie, the gloomy god of death who fell in love with the proud daffodil can only use psychedelic methods to win the favor of the young man and monopolize the young man's beauty.

""Death and the Beautiful Boy" death and narcissus... Heh... You really understand my heart...Baby." Gently, it seemed that someone murmured such a sentence, but when I looked up, there was no trace of that strange man. In the figure, only a blood-red rose that has not fully bloomed is left on the seat, as if it is telling the ultimate terrifying love that is hidden but not revealed.

After the night of the concert, for about a week, the name Liu Xiaoqi dominated the headlines of the major news media, and the discussion on the Internet was also extremely heated.Xiaoqi's figure, appearance, wealth background, genius experience, and even the $300 million violin in his hand were picked up by netizens to gossip desperately, and his self-composed "Death and the Beautiful Boy" is even more so. It has achieved unprecedented success, making classical music, which had a small audience, become No.1 in the hot search list.

Countless people who have listened to this song repeatedly said: This song is poisonous!The more I listen, the more fascinated I am, the more I listen to it, the more I feel like I have smoked poppies. Even if I don’t listen to it for a day, I feel like I’m missing something, until I get goosebumps all over my body, and I have an orgasm. It’s like dying once Only by feeling can we barely give up.

"Death and the Beautiful Boy" is an extremely beautiful fairy tale legend.It's just that this fairy tale legend has a black background, covered with tightly entwined vines.Not only that, between the vines, there are also sharp and sharp thorns.If you touch it lightly, your fingers will be pricked by thorns and blood will drip.

Recently, Xiaoqi has always received a package of couriers at a fixed time. The courier has no signature, and there is no corresponding courier company. There is only a series of handwritten numbers: 4512081144141183919192119, which seems to be a courier tracking number.But since the number is the same every time, this must not be the express delivery number, and no corresponding source of information can be found on the Internet.

At first, Xiaoqi didn’t pay much attention to this matter, because most of the things sent by courier were small gifts or red roses, which made him think it was a romantic move by a girl who liked him, and this was in the past. It's not uncommon, and he even met crazy girls who came to his house directly with a knife, demanding to associate with him, otherwise they would cut their wrists and commit suicide.Therefore, he never cared about this matter, until this day, he received a new courier, the contents were all photos of his life.

These photos include the sleeping face after falling asleep, the smiling face feeding the cat while walking on the street, the figure practicing the piano seriously, the scene of gathering with friends, and even a bathrobe photo when soaking in a hot spring.And behind each photo there will be short comments written in black pen, such as: I slept so soundly today, what did I dream about?Is there me in the dream?

Seeing the way you feed the cat, I think you are cuter than the cat, and I really want to hug you and kiss you.

Baby, every time I see you practicing, I want to rip your clothes off and fuck you hard on the mirror all over the wall in your piano room//You make you look in the mirror and I look at you , I can hear your violin solo, I think it must be very wonderful.

reunion!Another party! ! !Why do you have so many friends!Why can they all hug you so easily!Baby, I want to kill.Baby, whoever touches you, I will chop off his hand, okay?

Ah... hot spring... I really want to turn into hot spring water and hug you tightly, my most beautiful boy.

One after another, the more Xiaoqi looked at it, the more frightened she became, and her heart beat faster and faster. She couldn't help but look around nervously, and suddenly felt that the home was no longer safe, as if her whole body became naked in an instant Yes, from the outside to the inside, everything was seen by someone.

Voyeurs, stalkers, psychopaths.

These words kept appearing in her mind, Xiaoqi suddenly dug out all the couriers she had received before, and began to seriously think about the meaning of the string of courier tracking numbers that never changed.

4512081144141183919192119... From the perspective of mathematical logic, this string of numbers seems to have no connection at all. No matter how they are arranged and combined or algebraically converted, there is no result.So, Xiaoqi changed his angle and began to think about the possible meanings of these numbers, but he still couldn't figure out the rules through the homophonic sounds of the numbers, and he didn't know what the pervert who was stalking and secretly filming him wanted to express.

After thinking and thinking, Xiaoqi racked her brains and couldn't find a clue, so she scratched her hair and slapped the table frantically, feeling angry, annoyed and scared.At this time, he suddenly saw a photo in the courier. It was a vinyl record that he had just made and released in limited quantities. The name of the record was "Death and the Beautiful Boy".

Picking up this photo, Xiaoqi turned over the back of the photo and saw that the person wrote: Qiqi, this song is really nice, I think it tells the story of the two of us.My Lord Death, you are my beautiful young man.So, are you writing specifically for me?If yes, I will be very happy. ^_^

Death is death in English, and isn't the first letter d of death ranked fourth among the 26 letters?

Eyes widened suddenly, Xiaoqi immediately picked up a pen and listed the 26 English letters one by one on the paper, and marked each letter with Arabic numerals, from 1 to 26, and then he found that the string of seemingly illogical The number is exactly the corresponding number of each English letter of death and narcissus! !

God!It turned out that this pervert had told him from the very beginning what he wanted to do!Death and the beautiful boy!No wonder there are red roses and heart necklaces, that person is showing love to him in the name of death!Or extremely terrifying paranoid love!

Paranoid, subjective, stubborn, sensitive, irritable, self-centered, fantasizing, most importantly, will have a terrible possessive desire for a certain thing or a certain person, resulting in jealousy and violent emotions, and now, such A dangerous person is secretly infatuated with him!

The pen in his hand suddenly fell to the ground, and Xiaoqi backed up a few steps in fright. He nervously walked to the window and pulled up all the curtains tightly to prevent any light from the outside world from leaking in, as if this could block the All the eyes of voyeurs leave him with some sense of security and secret private space.

With trembling hands, he collected all the photos and the courier sent by the pervert. Xiaoqi put them all in a bag, and prepared to go to the police station tomorrow to file a record, hand over all these evidences to the police, and ask the police to help him catch this stalker (stalker), give him a safe life.However, after he slept tremblingly under the quilt all night, he found that the bag containing the things sent by all the stalkers was missing! ! !

She was so frightened that she sat up from the bed immediately, and Xiaoqi ran out of the room without even putting on her shoes, and asked the servants and parents everywhere, but everyone said they didn't see his black bag, and no one I have been in his room, and no outsiders came to the house last night. Only after six o'clock in the morning, when he was still sleeping, a maintenance worker came to overhaul the broken water pipe.

Her thoughts suddenly froze, and Xiaoqi hurriedly asked the servant, "Was the maintenance man ever entered my room?"

"Well, I said that there was no water leak in the young master's room. He said that he still needed to check it, so he took him in to have a look. After checking, he found that there was no problem. He came out with me soon."

"Are you sure he didn't take the black bag from my room?"

"Impossible, I have been following him all the time, he has been checking the water pipes in the bathroom, and I didn't see the black bag in the young master's room at all! Did you remember wrongly, young master?"

"No...impossible..." Biting her lips, and frowning tightly, Xiaoqi couldn't believe it.

He obviously... put the bag on the bedside table, why did everyone say they didn't see it? It was just one night, and the bag still disappeared? !

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and Xiaoqi ran back to the room again, ignoring the worried calls of his parents behind him, and the strange eyes of the servants, he directly locked the door, ran to the bedside table where he had put his bag, and saw a New photos under the lamp!

Picking up the photo with trembling hands, Xiaoqi saw that the photo was an instant photo taken by a Polaroid camera, and the photo was exactly what he looked like after he fell asleep last night!In other words, that pervert even went straight into his room, came to his room, and took away all the evidence he was going to report!

My God... my God...why did this happen, this stalker?Is it a fanatic?But he lived on the second floor, and the doors and windows were closed. How did the other party sneak into his room?

Her legs softened suddenly, and Xiaoqi sat on the ground with her buttocks. She couldn't help thinking more and more afraid, and the more she thought about it, the more afraid she couldn't help bending her legs, hugging her calves with her hands, and buried her head deeply between her knees, trying to use this posture Protect yourself from being peeped and hurt by others.

No, you can't just sit and wait for death. Doesn't the other party know everything about him?Well, since the other party can send him a courier, he can also put down the courier he sent to the other party in the mailbox every time he gets the courier!

yes!What are you afraid of!Since that person hasn't hurt him for so long, it proves that the other person really likes him, even obsessed with him, then he can just use this to lure that person out and find out his true face!

Thinking about it and doing it, Xiaoqi immediately cheered up, wrote a letter to the stalker, and sealed it in a simple white envelope.Then, after going out that day, he looked around casually, shook the letter in his hand, then raised his chin, moved his lips proudly, and said silently, "Here Remember to check your letter."

Then, Xiaoqi dropped the letter in the mailbox at the door, swaggered into his private car, and went back to school for composition class, with only slightly sweaty palms showing his nervousness.

And in that letter, it was written: Who are you?If you like me, why don't you come to see me openly?Don't you use this method to get my attention?You have made it!Stop spying on me, it just makes me hate you!If you don't want me to hate you, just tell me who you are, or ask me out in a serious way instead of sneaking around like an underground rat.Don't make me look down on you!You fake "Reaper".don't you wanna fuck//me?You who only dare to think, who only dare to send me these dirty photos, are not a man at all!I really doubt you have the ability to fuck//me!

When the letter successfully fell into the hands of someone who has been paying attention to Xiaoqi all the time, he couldn't help but slightly curled his lips when he saw the last sentence written by Xiaoqi in the letter, and narrowed his eyes evilly, with a faint smile Yiyi sighed, "Oh... so naughty. She also swears, but I like it."