Inhuman fiance always pursues me

"Brother."

Shu Nian didn't want to see his brother blame himself, so he called Yu Cihang and said, "It really has nothing to do with you, it's because I wasn't vigilant enough, I promise there won't be a next time."

Yu Cihang lowered his head and remained silent. Shu Nian couldn't see his expression clearly, so he simply stood up, sat on the carpet, rested his cheek on Yu Cihang's knee, lay on his lap, and said with his face up, "Don't Care, okay?"

"..." Yu Cihang closed his eyes, and opened them slowly after a while, it was as dark as night.

He finally smiled, reached out and stroked Shu Nian's hair: "Okay."

Shu Nian was very happy, and Zhao Yujie and the bricklayer were also relieved.In fact, this matter has nothing to do with them, but for some reason, it is frightening, and it is only now that they have recovered.

Zhao Yujie took out the lighter, "snapped" the cover with his thumb, and then closed it again. He repeated this action several times, and suddenly said to the bricklayer in a low voice, "Do you think they are the one?"

"Which one?" The bricklayer didn't respond.

"That's it," Zhao Yujie pulled out a cigarette and put it in his mouth, "Call me brother during the day and brother at night."

bricklayer:"……"

The bricklayer didn't do this, he was honest and never made irresponsible remarks to others.

Zhao Yujie was bored, curled his lips, and said to himself: "If I want to see it. I didn't expect that if someone comes in, he will die, and if someone comes in, he will be on his honeymoon."

"Don't say a few words."

The bricklayer is also kind, if he hears about it, why don't he beat Zhao Yujie to death for Li Gui?

"I'm not mocking them, I'm really envious." Zhao Yujie said, "People are so different. If I had this ability, my mother would still die here? Even myself..."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly stopped and looked up: "Did you hear anything?"

Of course the bricklayer heard it, and Shu Nian also stood up, staring at the ceiling.

"Clack...clack..."

The ceiling trembled slightly, as if something was constantly rushing through it, hitting the internal structure, making an extremely weird sound, and a psychedelic aroma was emitted from the gaps.

"Bang—bang!"

Part of the ceiling smashed down, spurting blood and countless butterflies.

Human limbs and arms fell down, and the number of butterflies was large enough to drive the body parts forward. The source of the strange sound was the body parts hitting the ceiling.

A head rolled on the ground, revealing the incomplete face of the housewife.

Her face was full of corroded cavities, exposing red flesh, strings of eggs formed in the wounds, tiny caterpillars drilled out, and many butterflies landed on the flesh, releasing new eggs.

Different from the colorful butterflies that flew over before, these butterflies were all pure black, filling the large auditorium densely, like a terrifying black storm.

Their scale powder contains toxins, and Zhao Yujie's body was painful and itchy after just a little bit of it. He scratched the itchy place lightly, and his skin was as fragile as paper soaked in water.

He was so frightened that he froze in place and could not move anymore. The bricklayer was in the same situation as him. He was coughing violently due to the scale powder. While coughing, he scratched the skin at the throat, and a few bloodstains were scratched out.

These butterflies didn't come towards them, they just flew over, and they all surged towards Yu Cihang crazily, wrapping him tightly in an instant, with no gaps visible.

Only Shu Nian was not harmed in any way. Contrary to the colorful butterflies before, they flew around him and flew away.

They are very crazy and there are so many of them that it is beyond the ordinary methods to solve them.

This time Shu Nian didn't care about luck or bad luck. He took out the lighter, lit the flame and threw it out. The pure crimson flame instantly burned violently in the entire auditorium.

As the butterflies burned, Shu Nian saw the memories they carried—they were a combination of resentment and yin, derived from resentment souls, and these resentment souls were ordinary people who were tortured to death during their lifetime .

The memory images are messy, at least from a dozen different people, intertwined and intertwined.

The first thing that appeared were heart-piercing screams and Zhao Peng's distorted face.In a state of extreme excitement, with blood splattered all over his face, he peeled off the victim's skin bit by bit, scraped off their flesh and blood with a knife, and threw them into a large steel basin.

The sound of chewing came from behind Zhao Peng, something was devouring these human flesh.

A pair of pale hands came into the sight of the victim. It was a pair of human-like hands with slender fingers and beautiful finger shapes, but butterfly scales grew on the back of the hands, holding up the flesh and blood.

Huge butterfly wings hang down to the ground, colorful and gorgeous, as if gathering all the most dreamy colors, flowing with blurred light.

What is connected to these wings is not the body of an insect, but the naked back of a young man.They grew out from his shoulder blades, trembling slightly, Shu Nian could only see his back, he devoured the flesh and blood, never looked back.

The screen flicked a few times, and the black butterfly carrying the memory completely turned into black air and disappeared, and Shu Nian saw another memory.

It was Zhao Peng who was feeding human flesh to a young man with butterfly wings. The man was inhuman, with a blurred face, drooping eyelashes, and a few gorgeous scales on his pale skin.

Unexpectedly, he was much more refined than in the previous memory. He was eating with tableware, and his clothes were not stained with blood.

Zhao Peng looked at him eating human flesh with a flat expression, as if he had been used to it for a long time.After he finished eating, Zhao Peng asked, "Do you like painting?"

"..." The young man paused, didn't speak, just nodded, and the wings behind him flickered.

"I will send you what you need. The company has a contract tomorrow, which is very important to me." Zhao Peng stared at him, "I'm not sure, but you will let it be signed, right?"

The man nods.

After reading this memory, Shu Nian felt that the facts were very clear.

Similar to what he guessed before, Zhao Peng made offerings to the evil and continued to satisfy his own greed, so he achieved today's achievement. But later, due to some reasons, he was bitten by the evil and eventually died.

The butterflies turned into black air and dissipated, and Shu Nian kept seeing new memories.

Zhao Peng brought painting tools for the man. In exchange, his wish came true, and the contract was signed smoothly.

That night, Zhao Peng sat on the sofa drinking foreign wine, studied the butterfly specimen for a while, then put the specimen down, stood behind the man with a wine glass, and watched him draw.

What he drew was a sketch of a portrait, his technique was unexpectedly skillful, the speed was very fast, and the finished product was also very beautiful. The eyebrows and eyes of the person in the painting were very similar to Shu Nian.

"Who is he?" Zhao Peng asked.

The man didn't make a sound, and the tentacles on his head moved slightly.

Zhao Peng understood what he meant, and his expression became subtle: "Is he the one you like?" He paused, "Do you want me to help you find him?"

The butterfly-like man shook his head and moved his tentacles again, passing the message to Zhao Peng.Zhao Peng said "oh", stopped talking, turned around, but showed a mocking smile.

The man is immersed in painting all day long, and all the paintings on paper and canvas are Shu Nian, and many works have accumulated in the museum.

Zhao Peng was upset when he saw these paintings, there were too many of them.He found a reason to take all these paintings away, called the driver and asked the driver to come and wait for him at the gate of the museum, took them away and burned them all.

The driver came, received these paintings, and said in surprise: "The paintings are so good, they are all burned? It's a pity."

"What's so good?" Zhao Peng frowned, looking at those paintings, his eyes seemed to be looking at garbage, "It's so dirty."

The memories were coming to an end, and Shu Nian saw the last sporadic fragments.

At nightfall, everything was silent, and the young man who couldn't see his face turned out to be like a living creature, with the habit of sleeping, and fell into a deep sleep at night.

His wings were folded, covering his perfect body.He was very quiet when he was asleep, but exuded a depressive, manic, and distorted aura, and his wings kept shaking. After a while, he suddenly opened his eyes.

It is a pair of light-colored double pupils.

Exactly the same as "he".

Shu Nian woke up from the memories, his heart beating fast.He can be sure that what he sees are memories, not hallucinations. His lighter can destroy all evil, and when the flame is burning, it is impossible for hallucinations to deceive him.

He thought that "he" was dead, but no matter whether he had double pupils or claimed that he was his sweetheart, this butterfly-shaped monster was exactly the same as "him". What was their relationship?

Shu Nian felt uneasy, but he has been in the industry for many years and has a strong psychological quality, so he calmed down quickly.So what if "he" is not dead yet?It's just to kill him again, he doesn't believe that he can't be killed.

After reading these memories, the previous confusion was resolved. It turned out that the reason why those butterflies were obsessed with him was because of the existence of this evil thing.

If the evil thing is really related to "him", he should treat it with more caution.

All the black butterflies were burnt to death by the lighter, but luckily it did not cause an imbalance between yin and yang, and everything went on as usual, and the auditorium returned to an empty appearance.

The flame of the lighter will only burn Yin Qi and blood evil, and will not damage living people or buildings at all. However, due to the toxin erosion of the butterfly, both Zhao Yujie and the bricklayer have turned into blood people. They are very itchy, but they don't feel any pain.

Seeing that he was bleeding so much, Zhao Yujie thought he was going to die soon, and almost fainted, but fortunately, the toxin had not yet penetrated into the internal organs, so as long as he went out for treatment immediately, he could be saved.

Shu Nian looked around, but realized something was wrong, Yu Cihang was no longer in the auditorium.

"Brother?"

Shu Nian called out, but Yu Cihang didn't respond.He is really gone.

He called Yu Cihang on WeChat, but no one answered; he searched through the live broadcast room of the program, but Yu Cihang's storyboard screen turned into a black screen, and there was no record when he turned forward, and the camera was completely blocked by butterflies.

He used copper coins to fortune tell good or bad luck, but fortunately it was Xiaoji, the brother should be safe and sound.

After weighing it up, Shu Nian decided to send the seriously injured two people out first, and then come back to look for his senior brother.

He cut out a few paper figurines, supported Zhao Yujie and the bricklayer, and the three returned along the original road.

The journey went smoothly, the two were sent out safely, and they were very grateful to Shu Nian.

Their goals have all been achieved. Zhao Yujie has confirmed the fact of his mother's death, and the bricklayer also stayed in the museum for an hour. He will receive a bonus to subsidize the child's tuition.

Shu Nian made another hexagram to calculate the position of his senior brother.

The hexagram shows that it is Weiji, southwest, according to the map, it should be deeper in the museum.

Shu Nian left a WeChat message for Yu Cihang, and if the brother saw it, he would immediately reply and let him know where he was.

He returned to the auditorium. He walked in a hurry and did not take away the videotape that kept the dream. He promised that he would not leave Zuo Chaojian, and through Zuo Chaojian, he might be able to get more information about "him".

The auditorium was still silent. Shu Nian put the dream videotape into his backpack. At this moment, the video recorder suddenly started to run by itself. The first videotape was put in at some point and started to play.

When they watched this video tape before, the content behind it was blank, but when they played it again this time, the picture was different and new content was added.

It is a video of the psychological diagnosis and treatment of Juvenile Zuo Chaojian.

Zuo Chaojian in the video is about the same age as in the dream, thirteen or fourteen years old, sitting face to face with the doctor.

He is handsome and elegant, a handsome young man like jade, but lifeless, like a pool of stagnant water, his eyes are cold and empty, even more dead than the adult him, and he is completely different from the boy in Shu Nian's impression.

"Do you still have nightmares recently?" the doctor asked gently.

The boy lowered his eyes, and after a while, he nodded slowly, as if he was extremely slow to respond to the outside world.

"What kind of dream is it, can you describe it to me?"

silence.

"Does it make you feel bad?"

Still silent.

Facing most of the doctor's questions, the boy responded with silence. After the consultation, his mother took him out of the room. His father talked with the doctor and concluded that the boy's situation was very worrying.

"His mental state is very bad." The doctor said, "It has been three months since the kidnapping, but his reaction to the outside world is still quite limited, extremely closed to himself, and accompanied by a certain degree of self-harm."

"How is his medication? Are you taking it on time?"

The father nodded, suddenly broke down emotionally, covered his face and cried silently, the doctor patted his shoulder, his eyes fell on the medical record, and he sighed.

Three months ago, Zuo Chaojian, the only son of a famous entrepreneur, was kidnapped along with his friends.He witnessed his friend being killed and brutally abused. His whole body was covered with scars and organ functions were damaged. The little toe of his left foot was cut off and sent to his parents.

A week later, the police investigated the hiding place of the kidnappers and launched a rescue operation.

Since the location was in a slum, the rescue was extremely difficult. The kidnappers fought stubbornly, and Zuo Chaojian was almost killed. At the critical moment, the sniper shot the kidnappers to death and successfully rescued Zuo Chaojian.

Shu Nian didn't intend to watch the video tape at first, but when he saw Zuo Chaojian's past, he subconsciously stopped in his tracks, secretly startled by what happened to him.

Although he had guessed it long ago, Zuo Chaojian's experience was still beyond his imagination. No wonder he left such a serious psychological trauma, and it was no wonder that he was extremely dependent on him.

The screen of the video tape jumped, and it could be seen from the window that the time changed from winter to summer.

The boy grew up a bit. When he sat in front of the doctor, although his face was expressionless, his eyes changed a little, with a little life, no longer like cold glass.

"Recently... I had a very good dream." The teenager said to the doctor.

"What kind of dream is it?"

"I dreamed of a man. He saved me."

"Can you still remember what he looked like?"

"Ah."

"What did he look like, what kind of clothes did he wear?"

"It's a boy, younger than me, very pretty and cute. In pajamas."

When the boy was mentioned, the boy's tone became turbulent, and his eyes were slightly attached.

The doctor recorded his changes and narration, and asked with a smile, "Have you ever learned to draw?"

The young man shook his head.

"It doesn't matter if you don't, try to draw him." The doctor said, "show him the best image in your mind."

The teenager listened carefully to the doctor's advice and learned to paint.

He has the talent in this area and has made rapid progress. When he painted the first portrait of a boy on the canvas, he finally showed a smile that he had not seen for a long time. The very faint smile made his parents' eyes red instantly.

The young man raised his hand and carefully traced the boy's eyebrows, every movement was full of attachment.

"I want to find him," he told his parents.

"Have you seen this boy?" the parents asked, and they could see that they wanted to find the boy too, which would be very helpful in treating the teenager's illness.

The boy shook his head lightly: "I only saw him in my dreams."

"He's the man of my dreams."

"But I believe...he is real."

The parents still decided to look for the boy. The dream is a reflection of reality. Maybe their son has seen the boy long ago, but the memory is hidden deep in the subconscious and manifested through dreams. For their son, they must find him no matter what.

The young man gradually grew up while waiting day after day. In the dream, he was always the same young man as before, but in reality, after several years, he already had the appearance of a young man.

In the video, he is still cold and indifferent, with few emotional fluctuations, as if he has cut off the connection with everything in the world. Only when Shu Nian is mentioned, there will be the slightest emotional ripple.

He has lost the ability to love, and only Shu Nian can move his heart and make him feel alive in the world.

Zuo Chaojian's parents still didn't give up looking for Shu Nian, even if the hope was slim, they still wanted to find him.

But in the last section of the videotape, Zuo Chaojian fell into a worse state than before.

He was pale and thin, with a bloodless face, sitting quietly on the hospital bed, like a perfect puppet, even the last trace of life was destroyed.

Doctors rushed to meet his parents, who cried, "He's overdosed on sleeping pills."

"Suicidal?" The doctor frowned. "What happened recently?"

"It wasn't suicide." The mother shook her head, "It's him... he wanted to see Shu Nian so much that he took a lot of sleeping pills."

"He said that one night, he dreamed of a skeleton, which took Shu Nian away."

"Since then, he has never dreamed of Shu Nian again."

……

Zuo Chao in the ward saw his eyelashes drooping, with tears streaming down his face, his fingers tightened, almost bleeding.

he said hoarsely.

"I lost him."

Chat group for fiances·22

No. [-] (trumpet): It turned out that the administrator had feuded with the group owner when he was still alive.

No. [-] (trumpet): It's because you occupy Nian Nian's dream every night, that's why he can't dream of Nian Nian, and now you actually want to kill him, how shameless you are!

No. [-] [group leader]: [smile]

Number Six: I think about my past.

Number six: Since the soul is doomed to be incomplete, then I will also quit.

[Group member No. [-] has left the group. 】

Number three (trumpet): Down with the evil group leader!Let's build a new group to exclude the group owner, let me build a group!

[Group member No. [-] has left the group. 】

[Group member No. [-] has left the group. 】

Number Five: It would be nice to have a change of environment.I wish the group all the best.

[Group member No. [-] has left the group. 】

Number four: ...

Number Four: I didn't think about quitting the group, but now you're the only idiot left, it's so disgusting.

[Group member No. [-] has left the group. 】

[The chat group has been automatically disbanded. 】