The whole world wants to be sucked by him

The wooden bed frame was hard, and the boy stood up suddenly, and naturally he was dizzy.

The worry in Archibald's eyes was about to overflow into substance, he bent his knuckles, and gently rubbed the place where the boy's head hit with his fingertips.

A strand of untied silver hair hung down, and the young man had no time to take care of it. His green eyes only looked at the young man, and his voice was as gentle as jade, "Is it better?"

"Um... um."

The other party's silver hair brushed against Yizhi's ear, itching a little.

Yizhi suddenly felt that this scene was very familiar.

If it wasn't silver, but had light blond hair like the elf in memory, the boy was sure that he would recognize the other party as Aknosio under the current situation where he couldn't see the other party's purpose.

Akenoxiu, his high school classmate, the prince of the elves.

Even now they haven't found him yet.

Yi Zhi asked everyone who might know the whereabouts of the other party, including Qi Lihe and Yi Qi, but everyone gave a negative answer.

The clansmen who helped in the search did not bring back any valid information.

Akenoxiu, this elf seems to have evaporated out of thin air, and the latest news about the other party's activities can only be obtained, and the time is still in the second year after Yizhi himself "died". Someone in the tribe saw Akenoxiu Xiu visits his brother.

It's just that when Yizhi went to ask Yiqi, the other party also gave an unclear and incomprehensible response.

Withdrawing his thoughts, Yizhi already felt that the place where he hit did not hurt so much, he distanced himself from the opponent, and thanked Archibald: "Thank you... Archibald."

Akenoxiu's name blurted out almost immediately after thank you.

Archibald's ears blushed after the boy distanced himself from himself to check the doll.

The distance just now... was too close.

It was so close that as long as he stretched out his hand, he could completely hold the boy in his arms.

He could smell the other person's scent, the sweet fructose, and the clear and slightly cold grassy fragrance.When hovering around him, it was as if a white and soft feather fell on his heart.

It is said that when a person is overly infatuated with another person, there is a sense of euphoria.

The young man re-tied the few strands of hair that had fallen down, and his feet clearly stepped on the ground, but his mind felt like he was stepping on cotton.

Overly obsessed.

Archibald walked towards the boy.

Yizhi was frowning and looking at the doll that Lang Ye took out from under the bed.

The doll is probably in the image of a girl. The doll's dress is mended, and several patches of different colors stand out on the pink skirt.The fabric used for her face was too white, as if it had been painted with white paint and was still blue, so it looked very scary under the bed where only some light could be seen.

The place where the eyeballs are embedded is hollow, and the eyes don't know when and where they fell.

"This kind of doll will scare children to tears..." Yi Zhi said.

The werewolf's dark green eyes looked at the doll, and then fixed his eyes on Yizhi again.

"No," he said.

Teenagers are always brave.

Yizhi was puzzled by the other party, but soon he found something new and diverted his attention. He pointed and said, "The doll's skirt has a zipper on the back."

Hearing this, Langye unzipped the chain on the back of the doll, and the soft cotton inside leaked out, and Yizhi found a yellowed note among the cotton wadding.

"Thursday, June 876, 6, overcast.

"Tina is a good older sister who sleeps with her younger brother every night.

"It's just that Neil likes to be alone, and he pinned his sister's eyes off to show me resistance.

"He never listens to me."

The boy's voice was gentle and clear, if the weird content in the words were ignored, it would be like telling a fairy tale gently before going to bed.

"876...they got married in 869." Yizhi thought, "If brother Neil is born a year later, then he will be 6 years old by this time."

"The hostess' psychology has been distorted..." Ronald wiped away the goosebumps on his arms, feeling the coolness from the cracks in the wooden boards under his feet and moving up his calves, "Tina has long since died... ..."

"And the word 'resistance' is used very strangely." Ellis said, "The hostess is obviously biased. I'm afraid Neil's childhood was difficult."

Ye Zhi silently nodded his head in agreement.

"Boys generally don't like dolls... If you know that this doll is considered to be your dead sister, um..." Ellis continued, "I don't know the life and death of six-year-old Neil. Anyway, I would feel very uncomfortable. Infiltrate."

Charles only listened to them from the periphery, and when he looked through the crib, he found an A4-sized paper from under the pillow.

"Zhizhi." He glanced at the content, and then called Yizhi's name.

The boy who was called turned his head, confirmed Charles' position, and then went to the other side, "What's wrong?"

Charles handed him the A4 paper.

Also just scan the content.

It's a painting, obviously a child's brushwork, the lines are crooked, and the coloring is very childlike.

It can be seen that the "mother" is pulling the little boy, while the "father" character is standing on the other side of the little boy.

The position of "father"'s face was probably painted black by Neil, a whole mess of black.

All three members of the family have blonde curly hair.

Although the children's painting skills are immature, they carefully painted the colors of everyone's clothes.

"Look at the back." Charles reminded.

Yizhi turned the drawing paper over in confusion.

In the center of the back, which corresponds to the little boy, there is a picture of a girl wearing a skirt and pigtails, which is quite similar to a doll.

"Tina...?" Yizhi muttered.

With a "hiss", Ronald, who had been focusing on tearing off the wallpaper after coming out of the last room, made a new discovery.

"...They look alike." Ronald said in surprise.

A painting was nailed to the wall. The style of the painting was very realistic, with only black and white lines and no coloring.

The details of the facial features of the characters can be seen more clearly.

A woman hugs her baby and cuddles with her husband.

It is not the child and the mother or the child and the father that are alike, but the couple.

The degree of similarity is completely beyond the couple's face that people ridicule, it is more like...

"Is a close relative married?" Yizhi frowned.

The children in the portraits are not as good-looking as their parents, with protruding eyes, dull eyes, wide distance between eyebrows and eyes, and even facial features look weird and deformed.

Archibald pursed his lips, "It seems so."

"..."

For a moment, the air seemed to freeze with silence.

"Does this mean to paint?" Dewen changed the subject, "I just happened to find watercolor paints and watercolor brushes in one of the unlocked drawers. The paints only have three basic colors of red, yellow and blue. Color it as a child draws it? I don’t understand color mixing, have any of you studied art?”

"Me." Ellis raised his hand, "I'm an art student, let me come."

Charles, who is not an art student but knows something, is helping Ellis.

The work was properly arranged, and they scattered to find other clues.

The boy found a book from the bedside cabinet. He wanted to flip through it to see if there were any clues, but he leaned against the wall and read it fascinated.

However, the wall against the back was caught off guard, as if a mechanism had been triggered, and quickly moved away, followed by a pitch-black abyss.

It's too late to react and be swallowed by the abyss.

"Stop?!" The others in the room panicked.

Fortunately, the place where he landed was piled up with a lot of cushions for cushioning, which was soft, and he didn't feel that he fell or felt uncomfortable.

However, Yizhi raised his head, the upper wall mechanism returned to its original position, and there was no light around him, it seemed that it was impossible to climb up from here and return to the room.

Not being able to see made him feel a little distressed.

Yizhi fumbled to get up from the mat, although he didn't know the current environment well, but the air he inhaled made him cough lightly, it was the dust that was raised when he fell on the mat.

The pitch-dark environment sharpened the senses other than the eyes, and a cool touch rubbed against his calf.

Then the branches, leaves and vines bound the ankles.

"...Who?!" Yi Zhi asked in the darkness.

Someone lit a candle in the darkness, and the sudden light made Yizhi narrow his eyes slightly——

"Aknosh—?"