Inhuman fiance always pursues me

Xia Xingqi hugged Shu Nian and kissed, his lips were cold and the smell of blood was strong.

Shu Nian neither struggled nor cooperated, after kissing for a while, Xia Xingqi bit his lips dissatisfied, and said, "You're distracted, am I a bad kisser?"

It's not very good, worse than "he" and Zuo Chaojian.

Naturally, Shu Nian would not express his true thoughts, but just shook his head and answered him: "I was thinking, why did Zhou Ying bully you?"

"Who knows." Xia Xingqi shrugged, and turned to look at those students, "You were invited here, and you all have a good relationship with Zhou Ying, right? Why did she bully me?"

"She..." The students were pale and terrified, "She is your half-sister."

Half father?Xia Xingqi's father is the boss of Nanheng?

Shu Nian looked up at Xia Xingqi, that is to say, Boss Nan Heng is not only his boss, but also his biological father?He personally killed his biological father and half-sister?

This is news that has never been made public to the outside world. In addition, Xia Xingqi did not follow Director Zhou's surname, so it is likely that he is an illegitimate child who cannot be seen.

Xia Xingqi responded flatly, and asked again: "She took one of my things, it seems very important, what is that?"

"I don't know..." The students replied tremblingly.

The little octopus waved its paw and said, "Holy Son, I once found your bedroom on the second floor. Could that thing be in your bedroom?"

"Oh, really?" Xia Xingqi smiled, "Go and see."

Led by the little octopus, Shu Nian and Xia Xingqi went up to the second floor, and the students followed behind them, without the courage to escape.

There are many strange symbols painted on the corridor, the most is the "Holy Cult" logo, a goat's head with black tentacles, filled with black air, evil and bloody.

Suddenly they heard a burst of singing from the second floor.

It is a very gentle female voice, ethereal and ethereal, with a touch of loneliness.

As she sang, the cold water slowly overflowed, spread all over the floor, and even flowed downstairs.

The little octopus was frightened, and shivered and hid behind Shu Nian, using all eight claws, hugging his calf, refusing to come down no matter what.

"Don't hide."

Xia Xingqi saw it rubbing against Shu Nian's calf intoxicatedly like a puppy, and suddenly smiled brightly. He pulled it off forcefully, kneaded it into a ball, and threw it out: "Look for us."

"No, ah, ah—"

The little octopus is full of meat and vegetables, "baji" bounced into the water and almost fell into an octopus cake.

It heard the singing very close to it, and looked up in horror. A rotten and swollen woman was wearing a white nightgown, with black hair hanging down her shoulders, singing, and the singing came out of her rotting throat.

"Pfft."

The little octopus fainted from fright and sank to the bottom of the water.

Following the flow of water, the woman walked out silently and stood upstairs, facing Xia Xingqi and Shu Nian below.

Xia Xingqi looked at her without any movement, and Shu Nian remained silent.

The woman was still singing, as if she was singing for them. When the last syllable fell, she disappeared strangely, and the water flow disappeared in an instant. With her gone, it dried up, leaving only a little wet trace.

Unexpectedly, Xia Xingqi was very quiet, and after a while he said, "She feels very familiar to me."

Shu Nian was taken aback, this woman also gave him a familiar sense of sight, but he couldn't remember where he had seen her before.

"Oh!"

The comatose little octopus suddenly woke up and screamed in fear.It wasn't until it found out that the woman was gone that it finally felt relieved, and sobbed aggrievedly: "I don't have the right to fish."

It's a pity that no one comforted it. The little octopus wiped its tears with its paws, crawled forward for a while, raised its paws and knocked on a door: "This is the bedroom of the Holy Son."

Xia Xingqi pushed open the door and raised his eyebrows: "Are you sure this is my bedroom?"

"Yes." The little octopus stretched out its claws and pointed, "That, isn't it the wallet and ID card of the Holy Son?"

"Well, it's mine."

Xia Xingqi took it for confirmation, threw it away, and looked back at the students with a half-smile: "Tell me, why do I live in the bathroom?"

No one dared to speak.

Shu Nian looked at the room silently. That's right, the so-called bedroom is really a bathroom. Xia Xingqi's suitcase was placed on the toilet seat and bedding was spread on the floor. Disaster.

A few pieces of clothes were scattered on the quilt, as well as torn music scores. Xia Xingqi looked down, smiled, and said briskly, "Is it not surprising that I killed their family?"

There were two mobile phones on the suitcase, Xia Xingqi took them over and shook them: "Look at what's inside. Niannian, do you want to see it?"

He generously shared it with Shu Nian, and Shu Nian didn't refuse, so he moved over.

Xia Xingqi swiped his face first to unlock one of them. This was his work phone, full of music scores, timetables, announcement memos, and work communications, and the team blew up his calls.

He looked at it and threw it directly into the toilet. He didn't want to pay attention to it, and unlocked another one, which was his personal mobile phone.

The background of the screen was Shu Nian's photo. Xia Xingqi smiled all over his face. He raised his phone and stared at it for a moment, then opened the photo album first. As expected, many photos of Shu Nian were stored in it.

He wanted to appreciate them one by one, but Shu Nian couldn't stand it and stopped him: "Don't watch."

"Can't you?" Xia Xingqi held onto the hem of his clothes coquettishly, "Brother, let me take another look, okay?"

"No."

"Ok."

Xia Xingqi pursed his lips, gave up helplessly, and opened WeChat again. There were very few contacts in the address book, and the latest person to send him a message was Zhou Ying.

Shu Nian Yuezu acted on his behalf, and clicked on the dialog box, Xia Xingqi didn't stop him, and let him do it, very indulgent.

The latest conversation between the two was that Zhou Ying asked Xia Xingqi to come to the island, Xia Xingqi agreed, and scrolling up, it was the video and a medical certificate sent by Zhou Ying.

She said happily: "Revisiting the good old days."

Xia Xingqi in the video is even younger, a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy. He was pinned to the ground by two boys of similar age, unable to kneel down, his face covered with bruises.

Zhou Ying sat in front of him, high above her, and stepped on his head with her foot: "Say, say you are a bitch."

"I'm not." Xia Xingqi said.

With a "slap", Zhou Ying slapped him hard: "Say!"

"I'm not."

"Snapped!"

The corner of his mouth was slashed and bleeding, but he was still stubborn. Zhou Ying felt that his hand hurt and asked others to come and beat him.

"Are you a bitch?"

"No."

Zhou Ying laughed angrily, and said sharply: "Cheng, you are not a bitch, but your mother is a bitch, seduce my father!"

"You are not allowed to insult her, it is clear that the old bastard raped her!"

Xia Xingqi struggled violently, the two boys were defenseless and were overturned by him, he rushed up and slapped Zhou Ying violently, his eyes were fierce: "Apologize to her!"

"Okay, you dare to hit me?!"

Zhou Ying was hysterical and scratched Xia Xingqi's face with her nails. Several people stepped forward and beat Xia Xingqi together. The diagnosis report was the result of Xia Xingqi's injury after the bullying.

Left hand fracture; moderate concussion; right eardrum perforation, hearing loss; vestibular organ damage, body balance ability affected.

The video was shot two years ago. Shu Nian remembered that he had watched Xia Xingqi's interview. It was the critical period when he entered the company and became a trainee.

After watching the video, Xia Xingqi let out an "ah" and said, "I have a little impression."

"Because of my injury at that time, my condition was very poor, and I was always in the bottom of the assessment. I was almost persuaded to quit, but I didn't want to give up and persisted."

"Because I want to see you, Niannian." Xia Xingqi smiled brightly, blinking his blue eyes lively at Shu Nian, "I became an idol to see you again, to let you see me."

"We met many years ago."

Shu Nian thought about it for a while, but couldn't remember, so he asked, "When?"

"I don't remember either." Xia Xingqi said in a sullen tone, "Let's look for it again."

He flipped through the remaining WeChat messages, but almost all other messages were emptied and there was no record.

Xia Xingqi thought for a while, opened Weibo, and the page loaded. He smiled and said, "It's my trumpet."

The name of the trumpet is "Sui Sui".

"'Sui Sui Nian Nian'." He was full of pride, "It's a good match, I'm so smart."

The content posted by this trumpet is basically only visible to him, and it is used by Xia Xingqi to record his mood and daily trivial matters.

[I did a stupid thing today that I regret very much.

I secretly looked at my super words.

So what did I find?My fans actually call me "next week"?

They are all black fans, so please call me by my name, why do you give me a nickname?Homophones are illegal! 】

[I encountered a supernatural phenomenon while recording a variety show today.

I saw the shadows in the recording studio wriggling like tentacles, it was disgusting.

None of them can see it, only I can see it.

I heard someone in the shadows saying "come back" "come back", where do you want me to go?

But I'm not afraid at all, isn't it just a supernatural phenomenon, nothing special, I'm not afraid.Niannian will definitely not like timid boys! 】

[I made a lot of mistakes during the recording and was scolded by the manager.

He thought I stayed up all night because I was secretly playing games.

Am I that unprofessional?I'm not!

Just a little insomnia. 】

[I saw Niannian on TV! "The Haunted House at Night", every year is a master of heaven, so amazing!

Even though I haven't seen him for many years, I still recognize him.Although I have imagined what he would look like countless times, it was still too unexpected...

In the middle of the red heart, it is completely my dish.

I really want to see him.

No, I must find a way to sneak back.Even if I am abroad, I will fly back to meet Niannian immediately! 】

[I escaped.

I was caught.

Even though he disguised himself so meticulously, he couldn't even escape from the hotel.

They said they recognized me in a second.

I don't want to lose face. 】

[On the tall building opposite the hotel, a homeless man committed suicide by jumping off the building.

He jumped from the top floor and fell beyond recognition.

The police determined that it was a homicide because his body was missing and there was a long bloodstain on the ground.

But I know he jumped off himself because I saw it with my own eyes.

He fell and broke his neck.

I also saw his corpse crawling, bleeding out his internal organs, and dragging blood all over the street. Tentacles emerged from the blood and twisted his head off.

He rolled his head on the ground a few times, faced me, and smiled at me.

He also said that he looked forward to my return.

I stayed up all night. 】

[Finally fell asleep last night, I had a strange dream, even the dream was haunted by ghosts and ghosts, it was so annoying.

I want to dream of Nian, give me Nian, where is my big Nian? 】

【Is the old zombie from the Qing Dynasty crawling out?I dreamed of a skeleton in a robe.

He has very special eyes with double pupils.

He told me that I am him.

I am his living embodiment. 】

Chat group for fiances·32

No. [-]: The old zombie of the Qing Dynasty?Very precise description.

No. [-]: It's a pity that that idiot is not in the group, otherwise we can see how he reacts.

Seventh [Administrator]: Shall I let him in?

Number Four: No talking.

Number Seven [Administrator]: All right.

Number Four: Where did you come from?What kind of environment can cultivate such a thing as you?

No. [-] [Administrator]: I grew up in an ordinary environment, but my job is special.

No. [-] [Administrator]: I have worked as a designer of sex toys.

Number Five: ?

Number six:?

Number three [group leader]: What? !real or fake? ?

Number Seven [Administrator]: Fake, lied to you.

Number four: You are more or less an emetic.

Number four: I feel sick every day when I see you, so stop saying those disgusting words.

No. [-] [Administrator]: Hello, the old zombie of the Qing Dynasty.