love is not allowed in hell

The room was dark.

Chen Liye took out his mobile phone, pulled out the flashlight, and took a photo inside.

Like his reaction, the rest of the participants also took out their mobile phones and brought up their flashlights.As the saying goes, when everyone gathers firewood, the flames are high. When they take such a photo, the whole room is instantly bright as day.

It seemed to be a room for painting tools, full of broken picture frames and easels.

The room was not splashed with paint like in the corridor, which was normal.

When everyone was looking around, someone found the light switch, walked over and pressed it, trying to turn on the light.

But the lights in the room didn't respond at all, so he clicked back and forth several times.

The lights in the room were still unresponsive, as if dead.

"It seems to be useless." The participant who turned on the light withdrew his hand and said to the others, "80.00% of the lights in hell are decorations."

He asked aloud: "Then what about the remaining twenty percent?"

The participant who turned on the light had already left with a flashlight in his hand. After hearing this, he replied without looking back: "Bad."

Participant: "..."

It’s common sense for all the participants to say that the lights in hell are just decorations, and no one was discouraged by such a trivial matter. Everyone held up their flashlights to shine on the things in front of them, and walked around. Probing, whispering to each other.

The light of the flashlights in everyone's hands illuminated the entire room. To be honest, it was not much different from a lamp.

Chen Liye took a flashlight to look around, and found that the easels and picture frames piled up in this room were indeed broken, broken, and piled up in a mess, making the whole room look like a garbage dump.

Chen Liye walked over and flipped through the picture frames here.There are basically no good picture frames and easels here, and the number is terrifying.

Xie Weixian looked around at the things here, frowned somewhat unhappy, and said, "Isn't this..."

"En." Chen Liye responded, turned over the picture frames, and said, "These should be the things the curator used to beat the children. After they were interrupted and couldn't be used, they were all thrown here."

Xie Weixian squinted his eyes, but didn't speak.

He felt that the men who shot at the family members were purebred idiots.

On the other hand, after he kicked the door open just now, the rest of the participants who had seen here also followed suit, and kicked the doors of other rooms all over after they left.

Soon, they looked through all the rooms in this corridor.

There are toilets, a storage room for storing paintings that do not need to be exhibited, a boss' office for receiving customers, a lounge for employees, and an office for employees.But on the other hand, there is also a kitchen and bathroom, and even a living room with a TV and sofa.

It's weird, it's like a mix of work and home.

The boss's office is the curator's place, but the strange thing is that it is empty and there is nothing there.

Chen Liye stood in the storage room for storing paintings for a while, looking around.The paintings in the storage room are also hung on the walls, just like those hanging in the exhibition hall outside. The paintings are either warm mothers or cold fathers.

Judging from the content of the suicide note, the curator should have screened the children's paintings.Those paintings that don't suit him will be disposed of by him, and if it touches his reverse scale or makes him angry, the child will inevitably be beaten.

Therefore, the clues that can be conveyed in these paintings have also been screened by the curator.

Chen Liye curled his lips, a little upset.

Soon, everyone checked most of the rooms, and only one room remained unchecked.This last remaining room is located at the deepest part of the corridor, facing the door that enters the corridor. In front of the door is the place where the hanged ghost wandered.

Everyone gathered in front of this door.

In fact, Chen Liye almost already knew where this would be, so he turned his head and winked at Xie Weixian.

Xie Weixian received the signal, raised his foot and kicked the door open.

This room was not as dark as the other rooms.There was actually a stove burning inside, and the warm fire light threw everyone's faces like this.

Everyone froze at the door for a moment.

Only Chen Liye was not surprised at all, and walked in with a flashlight.

In front of the warm fire was an easel, and on the easel was a canvas, all painted black.The chair by the easel was drawn to the fire and fell to the floor.And above the chair, there is a looped rope hanging down.

It appears that the child hanged himself here.

On the other side of the easel is a bed. The color and design of the bed sheets are very warm and nice, but the strange thing is that a long iron chain is tied to the head of the bed, and it has been hanging from the head of the bed. To the fallen chair.

There was a cold light on the iron chain, which looked hard and cold, which was very incompatible with this warm room.

On the other side of the stove was a desk against the wall.The table was empty except for a black pen with a cap on it.

Chen Liye looked at the table and the pens on the table, feeling thoughtful.After touching his earlobe for a while, he turned his head, walked to the easel, took down the canvas on the shelf, and then turned around.

As he expected, there was a piece of paper glued to the back of the canvas, and a whole piece of paper was neatly written on it, densely packed.

Chen Liye was holding the canvas with both hands, it was a bit inconvenient for lighting, but fortunately Xie Weixian followed him all the time, he followed wherever Chen Liye went.As soon as Chen Liye stopped, he also leaned in, stood behind him and illuminated him, followed him to look at the paper stuck behind the canvas.

He was not the only one following Chen Liye.Seeing that the fairy stopped, all the participants gathered together.

Chen Liye read two lines, suddenly his eyes lit up and he understood. He turned his head, just about to tell Xie Weixian about the matter, but when he turned his head, he saw all the participants were in the dark Gathered behind him, one and two looked at him eagerly, like young masters and young ladies who are waiting for their mothers to feed the food into their mouths.

Chen Liye: "..."

Chen Liye was very conscious, he said numbly: "Then I will read it."

The participants nodded hurriedly.

Chen Liye lowered his head and said, "I don't know if this suicide note will be kept."

【—I don’t know if this suicide note will be discovered, and how long it will last. 】

[I don't know who will see it. 】

[Maybe it will still be disposed of by Mr. Cheng, just like those paintings... Yes, I prefer to call that man Mr. Cheng, he is not my father, I never admit it. 】

[In fact, my mother never admitted that she married Mr. Process. 】

[I'm 23 this year, but I've been stuck here for six years.Six years ago, I told him that I wanted to go to a school far, far away, and I wanted to stay away from him. 】

[Then he went completely crazy.He has trapped me here with a long chain tied to the head of the bed, and I can only move about in this room without his permission.He would lead me out by the chain when the staff were off work at night, and walk in this corridor for a while before I could eat, watch TV, and go to the bathroom... I have been his dog for six years. 】

When Chen Liye read this, everyone couldn't help but looked aside, looking at the chain hanging from the head of the bed, suddenly felt goosebumps all over his body, and felt that this ghost was a bit pitiful.

[I don't know if everyone feels this way.For a long time, I was afraid to face easels and frames.Because Mr. Cheng always used them as his weapons when he was angry. 】

【I hate painting. 】

[But this is the only thing I can do, if I hate it, what else can I do? 】

【What else can I use to bury my mother? 】

[I know it all, I saw it.That night, Mr. Cheng came to my house and killed my mother.He took my mother's body away and called the police in a hypocritical manner.I don't know where he hid her, the police couldn't find my mother at all.So, he hypocritically set up a tombstone for my mother, and after gaining a good reputation, he took me away. 】

[He can't lie to me, my mother is here, I know.Mr. Cheng is a perverted man with a strong desire to control, he will not allow my mother to die elsewhere. 】

[...I haven't started drawing for a week, I really don't want to draw anymore. 】

[But if Mr. Cheng can't draw anything that satisfies Mr. Cheng, he'll beat me up again. 】

[...I miss my mother. 】

[I have been running around here since I was a child, looking for my mother. I have been looking for it for many years, but I have never found it. 】

[I can't find her. 】

[I can't hold on any longer.Before I die, I have to... I have to make him pay. 】

[I have been a dog for so many years, and I have to fight back once. 】

After Chen Liye finished reading the last sentence, he raised his head and said, "I've finished reading."

Knowing that he had finished reading, Xie Weixian nodded to him, then turned to look at the others.

The expressions of the other people were different, and they all seemed to understand something. They all looked at each other, trying to see something from their eyes.

It's a pity that everyone seems to understand and doesn't seem to understand.

Chen Liye knew this early on, so he said: "Let me tell you first. First of all, from the child's suicide note, what did he do before he died, so..."

As soon as he started speaking, he was suddenly interrupted mercilessly.

"Don't you feel sick?"

Everyone was stunned for a moment when they heard the words, and then everyone turned their heads to look at the speaker.

The person who spoke was "Xiao Er", that is, the second newcomer, the calm and calm participant who made people feel scary.

Xiao Er leaned against the door, folded his arms, looked at Chen Liye indifferently, his eyes seemed to be on Xie Weixian.Seeing everyone looking over, he tilted his head and continued, "I feel really sick."

Xie Weixian squinted his eyes, his face full of displeasure: "What did you say?"

"It wasn't about you." Xiao Er said, then turned his eyes to the side, glanced at Chen Liye who was beside him, and added, "It wasn't your teammate either."

Xie Weixian's expression looked a little better now, but his complexion was still darkened, and he continued with an uneasy face: "Then who are you talking about?"

"This ghost." Xiaoer walked over slowly with his arms folded, and said, "Don't you think he is sick? In order to let his father die, he did not hesitate to pay for his own life. But in the end his father He didn't repent at all, and left such a suicide note that he didn't think about at all, and his death couldn't make people feel happy at all, not to mention that the child turned himself into such a ghost, and in the end his father, that villain, So simple and easy to die and reincarnated, there is no way to supersede himself and become himself... Didn't he die in vain, or what?"

As he spoke, he walked towards Xie Weixian.Perhaps it was because his aura was a bit too terrifying, so that everyone couldn't help but retreat to the sides, making way for him.

Xiao Er walked up to Xie Weixian so smoothly.The two men were about the same height, and as soon as he approached, a sense of tension spread in the air very quickly.

...It feels like the two are about to fight.

Chen Liye's scalp was a little numb, and he couldn't help swallowing.

Xiao Er went on to say: "If my death doesn't achieve the result I want, and makes me the worst one, I will certainly regret it. What about you?"

Xie Weixian just felt baffled: "Huh?"

What's wrong with this man? ?

He suddenly started talking and came here from there just to ask him Xie Weixian, "What about you?"

This thing can't be done without a cerebral thrombosis in ten years, right? ?

The second newcomer didn't seem to think there was anything wrong with him, so he asked again: "What about you?"

"If you didn't get any benefits from your death, and you didn't get what you wanted and what you deserved after you died, but you pushed yourself into the abyss, would you regret it?"

Xie Weixian felt that he was sick for a second, but this second, he was suddenly choked by this expanded and complete question, unable to utter a single swear word.

If you get no benefit from dying.

You also don't get what you want and what you deserve after dying.

Instead, he pushed himself into the abyss.

If this sentence is divided into three equal parts, each part can be completely applied to the period of time before and after his death.

He died, for the sake of Gu Liye, he didn't get any benefits, and he even burned Xie's house down.

After he died, he didn't reincarnate and couldn't return. Yes, he and Gu Liye didn't have the qualifications to love each other forever.

He'd pushed himself into the abyss—yes, he'd turned himself into the Night's Watch himself.

It all fit in with him.

Xie Weixian didn't know how to react for a moment.It's not that he doesn't know how to answer, but that he thinks it's unbelievable for someone who can ask this question.

He looked at the second newcomer, for a moment he didn't know who it was.

...the night watchman of this hell?

he does not know.

He only knew that everyone's eyes were on him, and he could feel that some people were watching, some were wondering, and some were worrying.

Others trust him.This trusting gaze came from beside him, it was Chen Liye.

Chen Liye put his hand on his back.At that moment, Xie Weixian only felt a warm current seep into his blood from the palm of his hand for no reason.

He seemed to hear Chen Liye saying to him, "Go forward".

There was no sound coming from his ear, and Chen Liye didn't speak, but Xie Weixian knew it.

He understands.

Therefore, General Xie closed his eyes, and after throwing away all the useless conjectures about the identity of the newcomer in front of him, he opened his eyes again and said to the second newcomer, "Is that very important?"

The second newcomer: "..."

"I never thought about regretting it," he said, "and I never looked back."

The author has something to say: I always feel that the second brother will be guessed as soon as the question is uttered (silence