wife is slime

01.

Yan Zhang is a video up master, specializing in voice-activated videos, mainly playing slime and other things.

In the beginning, it was just for fun, but somehow it was featured on the homepage and was seen by many people.

Everyone likes his hands and his voice, but he seldom speaks in the video. He just pinches slimes with his hands and shoots a short video with the sound of pinching mud, so that a lot of people will watch it.

A friend said he could do a live broadcast, and Yan Zhang said, "Then pinch the slime for an hour, does it make your hands cramp?"

Friend: "...you are not dumb, you can't fucking say something?"

Yan Zhang showed an expression of being afraid of trouble, and said with disgust: "No."

Yan Zhang, good-looking and rich in his family, has a very bad personality. He is often ridiculed by his friends as a scum, as if he doesn't care about anything and is indifferent to everything.He hasn't had a serious relationship since he was 26 years old. The reason is that if there are multiple people in the family, he will be uncomfortable.

The friend encouraged him to persuade him, girl, sweet and soft, isn't it good!

Yan Zhang said: "Slimes are also fragrant and soft."

The friend said: Fuck your mother.

02.

Recently, there has always been an excessive sweetness in Yan Zhang's house, like sugar added to honey, it's too greasy.

A friend came to the house as a guest, thinking that he was looking for a woman to come to the house, and asked him with wide eyes: "Tang Monk finally changed to eating meat?"

"No, who would wear such a nasty perfume?" Yan Zhang denied it, and opened the windows wide in the winter. "It's been there recently, and the smell can't go away. It's useless to open the windows during the day."

The friend doubted: "The freshener in the toilet is poured?"

Yan Zhang frowned: "How is it possible?"

But the smell really bothered him. He would feel sick after smelling it for a long time, and it was too sweet, which made people sick to his stomach.

The friend sat in his house for a while, but couldn't stand the smell, and wanted to leave.

Yan Zhang nodded, "Go slowly."

The friend is mean again: "Yan Zha, don't you want to keep me?"

Yan Zhang nodded again, and said, "Get lost."

03.

Half an hour after my friend left, I don't know if it was an illusion, but the unbearable sweetness faded a bit.

Yan Zhang could barely accept it, and couldn't help but go to the bathroom to see if the fragrance placed in the bathroom had been scattered.

But the smells of the two are obviously different. He took the fragrance in his hand and looked at it and smelled it. It was a very light fragrance.

When I washed my hands, the smell was so sweet that it reappeared.

"Chirp."

Yan Zhang reached out to turn off the faucet, and the room was silent.

Is it his illusion?

He turned on the water again, and there was another sound - "Chirp".

Yan Zhang didn't care this time, after washing his hands, he wiped them on the towel, turned around and left the bathroom.

When living alone in a house, there are often sounds that do not belong to the room, such as the sound of bouncing marbles and a series of whirring sounds from upstairs.

Of course, the latter is the wicked man upstairs jumping rope on the balcony.

A few days ago, Yan Zhang went upstairs and knocked several times before someone slowly came to open the door.The person who opened the door was a woman in her thirties, with brownish-yellow hair and a little black, holding a skipping rope in her hand. She was quite reluctant at first, but when she saw Yan Zhang's face, her eyes lit up.

Yan Zhang very tactfully reminded her not to dance anymore, her figure is already very noodle.He spoke without ups and downs from beginning to end, making it impossible to see emotions, angry or not angry.

But the woman suddenly said shyly, "I'm really sorry, do you want to come to my house for a while..."

Yan Zhang didn't change his face, "Sister, I'll go back if it's okay, my wife is still waiting for me at home."

04.

The fragrance became more serious at night, Yan Zhang lay on the bed for a long time before falling asleep, and when he was half asleep and half awake, he heard chirping chirping again, which was very far away at first, and then got closer and closer.

His body sank, his brows were tightly frowned, and something stuck between his brows, cold and sticky.He couldn't open his eyes, he just felt that the dream was too tiring, his consciousness gradually sank, and soon he didn't know anything.

I woke up the next morning with a severe headache. I went to the bathroom to wash my face. Before I wiped my face with a towel, I found that the towel felt a bit weird. When I took it away, a thin strand of silk was entangled, and then limply disconnected. .

Yan Zhang: "..."

gross.

He threw the towel directly into the trash can, then turned on the tap, trying to wash away the unknown sticky feeling on his hands.

"Chirp?"

There was another voice, and a little doubt.

Yan Zhang suspected that something was wrong with his brain.

05.

When did that smell start?

Yan Zhang carefully recalled what happened not long ago.

He happened to have nothing to do that day, so he took apart the newly bought slime to record videos.

The first time I played this kind of thing, it was recommended by a friend, and I said to him earnestly: "I see that you have a straight face all the time, and you look like you have bitterness and hatred. This is not good. Is it too much pressure to inherit the family property? Your days are too empty? I know a good thing, I will borrow it for you to play with, and it is guaranteed to decompress, so that you will be refreshed, and your troubles will no longer..."

Yan Zhang frowned, and refused without thinking: "I don't need it."

The friend couldn't sell it anymore, so he pushed the whole carton of slimes to him.

"It's all right, I bought too many gadgets that the girl I was chasing liked will give them to you."

Yan Zhang: "You can throw it away."

The friend didn't change his face: "That's a waste, you don't know that it cost me 200 yuan, 200 yuan."

Yan Zhang: "I'll give you two hundred, and you shut your mouth."

The friend gave an ok gesture, the money was taken away, and the slime stayed.

06.

In the beginning, Yan Zhang didn't even touch the box of unknown things, but he was too idle. You must know that people can do many incredible things when they are bored.

Dismantling a slime and playing it is a normal boring activity. After playing it, it is normal for Baidu to see all kinds of slime videos. It is understandable to record a video and upload it to the website if you play a lot.

Anyway, he has plenty of time and enough boredom.

07.

Yan Zhang walked to the room dedicated to shooting videos. He seldom comes here. When he is in a bad mood, he comes here to sit. When shooting videos, he comes here. Slimes are piled up in a corner of the room, unpacked and unopened. ...

Yan Zhang walked to the table and found that a box had been opened and not covered.

He should not have made such a mistake, after all, the air-dried mud would not be "rescued" as it was before.He is too lazy to do that, just throw it away.

But there was nothing there.

He took the empty box in his hand, and this time he heard very clearly—"Jiujiu!"

Yan Zhang's hands stopped, his eyes scanned the four corners of the room, his face was still expressionless, and he put the box back on the table.

Suddenly, he screwed on the lid of the empty box.

08.

I still had strange dreams that night.

The whole house seems to be interconnected, and the sound from far away can be heard, and it is still a monotonous chirp, but this time it is more urgent.

What are you in a hurry for?

Yan Zhang didn't know.

After a long time, the exposed arm was covered with a layer of ice, which made his skin crawl. The cold and slightly rough touch continued, little by little, from the back of the hand to the upper arm, slowly creeping forward, gradually becoming To be warm and cool, that is to absorb the body temperature of human beings...

Yan Zhang woke up suddenly.

09.

There was nothing in the room, he leaned against the bed and sat up, looking at his right hand, there was still a small pimple that was aroused on his arm.

The original strong aroma suddenly dropped by one degree, turning into sweet fructose, lychee and peach.

Yan Zhang frowned. If it's really impossible, I'd better invite the housekeeper to come. Even if the smell is not so bad now, it's really weird.

He didn't care much about the feeling in the dream, the dream was always unreasonable at all, just about to close his eyes, he suddenly heard a tiny "click", like something rolled to the ground.

The sound insulation of the house is very good, logically he shouldn't hear it.

But he just sensed the movement.

10.

The door was opened, and there was very little movement, almost imperceptible, and Yan Zhang made no sound as he walked.Everything was quiet at night, the moonlight climbed up the edge of the table along the window, and reflected distortedly on the glass surface.

He stood in front of the door of the room he had visited in the morning, and turned the handle slightly.

There was nothing in the room, it was dark, except for the place where Yan Zhang was standing, there was a faint white light.

Yan Zhang observed for a moment, then closed the door.

The room fell into darkness again——

11.

"Chirp".

An extremely small sound came from the corner.

Soon an indescribable mass rolled out, and the soft body made a very textured "rustling" sound as it rolled.If Yan Zhang is there, you can tell that this is the sound only made by slimes mixed with a lot of sequins.

The mass rolled to the side of the empty box that had fallen to the ground, stretched out a part of the body that did not exist but should be called an arm - and began to twist the lid with difficulty.

It was pitch black and nothing could be seen.

The "hands" of the mass were too sticky, and the lid didn't move at all but pulled out limp filaments.

"Chirp!"

It sounded like he was angry.

Yan Zhang observed for a long time, and finally spoke, his tone was still not the slightest warm, "Do you need my help?"

—he didn't go out at all, he just closed the door.