madness

The scarlet iron door was a big piece off, the door lock was rusty, and the door was covered with a dirty rubber carpet, which was also red, with the four big characters of Gong Xi Fa Cai written on it.

Gu Zehuan took out the key from his pocket, and was not surprised to find that the door lock was coated with a cloudy, white liquid, which was sticky.

Kind of disgusting.

The room was cramped and small, with a subtle dampness rushing towards the face, and it was dead silent, not even a single person.

Gu Zehuan walked in, threw his schoolbag on the green velvet spring sofa, walked into the kitchen, picked up the trash can, and dumped all the trash at the door of a house at the end of the corridor.

The same rusty iron window revealed a figure from the foggy window. He was naked and covered in ferocious fat. Every movement was like waves, undulating in layers.

Gu Zehuan looked directly at him.

There was a sudden knock on the door.

The man in the room trembled subconsciously.

A layer of dust fell from the corner of the wall.

As usual, the man didn't open the door and didn't say anything.

Normally, Gu Zehuan would leave directly after finishing these things, but today he did not stop.

The iron door was knocked loudly by him.

"boom."

"Bang bang."

"Bang bang bang."

A concave shape is clearly reflected.

Even the wall beside it began to drip dust, and it all fell on the few garlic that the landlord planted in a porcelain pot.

At this point in time, most of the residents in the corridor have not returned home, and there is a dead silence, only the loud noise made by Gu Zehuan kicking the door repeatedly.

Someone inside blocked the door with something.

Gu Zehuan also noticed it, he stopped his hands, his hair was slightly wet with sweat.

A sticky gaze chased after him, staring greedily at the drop of sweat on Gu Zehuan's forehead, as if he wished he could just stick out his tongue and lick it.

Gu Zehuan noticed his gaze, moved his lips slightly, and spit out a few words soundlessly.

The man trembled, but his breathing became more and more rapid, and his eyes were flushed.

Gu Zehuan walked back to his room without saying a word.

As for the unclothed man, as before, he didn't say or do anything, he just stared at Gu Zehuan's back, breathing more and more quickly.

Other than that, nothing else happens.

The house that Gu Zehuan lives in is not big, only about [-] square meters at most, the living room does not see the sun all the year round, and the lights have to be turned on during the day, only the bedroom can see a little light.

The light was also hazy.

There are posters left by the previous resident on the wall of the room. He must be a senior lolicon. The posters are all two-dimensional girls in cool clothes with double ponytails.

I drank milk tea before, it was very sweet, Gu Zehuan didn't feel hungry, he walked into the bedroom, turned on the desk lamp, the green desk lamp was a very old style, and one of the lamps was not working.

A little quiet light shines in the dark night.

He took out a pack of cigarettes from the drawer, lit it with a lighter, and exhaled slowly.

White smoke curled up, and the nicotine gradually began to cool down the overcooked brain.

Gu Zehuan took another puff of smoke, the sparkling scarlet sparks on his fingertips lit up his black eyebrows, and he said in a flat tone, "A bunch of bitches."

I don't even know who it was told to.

The phone rang, and Gu Zehuan took a glance, and saw the note with the words "fourth uncle" and answered the phone.

"Fourth Uncle, why did you call?"

There was a gentle middle-aged man's voice on the other end. You can almost imagine his gentle appearance, and his tone was very gentle: "Huanhuan, are you still used to living outside by yourself?"

"Ah."

Gu Zehuan responded lightly.

The man seemed relieved a lot.

"Is the money usually given to you enough?"

Sweeping the wet cigarette butt with the tip of the tongue, it is a slightly bitter taste.

Gu Zehuan's tone did not change.

"Enough."

"That's good, if it's not enough, you must tell fourth uncle, you should know, I have always regarded you as my own son, as my own son, I don't expect you to treat me as your own father, but I I hope you don't always reject people thousands of miles away."

"How's your study going? Did you eat on time? I heard that you were No.1 in the exam again."

Gu Zehuan took a deep breath of the cigarette in his hand, raised his head and looked at the ceiling, the right side was covered with a layer of damp mildew due to water leakage, it was black, like a scar growing from the corpse of an incurable patient.

"It's all good, it's still the same."

The two chatted for a while, and the man over there said in a slightly apologetic tone that he was going to eat, and then hung up the phone in a hurry.

Just after hanging up the phone, you can see overwhelming messages popping up on your phone.

The glimmer of the screen reflected in Gu Zehuan's eyes, lines of black handwriting, densely packed, countless, all from different strange accounts.

like you.

want to be friends with you.

really like you.

Can we get to know each other.

I really like you.

I never thought I'd be interested in boys, but I'm sure you're different.

I like you so much that I can't extricate myself.

It took me a lot of effort to find your contact information. Although this is very abrupt, I hope I can meet you.

want to eat you.

I heard that you seem to like to eat very sweet things. Today I saw you at a milk tea shop near No. [-] Middle School.

Kill you.

Who are those two boys following you? Don't you usually go alone?

Put you in your stomach.

The sound of Didi's pop-up message kept echoing in the dim room, Gu Zehuan set the phone to silent and got up to take a shower.

He put out the cigarette butt in the Coke can beside him, and there was still a little unfinished Coke in the aluminum can. When the sparks met the water, they made a sizzling sound.

The shower head was a bit difficult to use. It was too hot to turn to the left, and too cold to turn to the right. Gu Zehuan finally finished washing by alternating hot and cold, and wiped the foggy mirror twice.

His face was reflected in the mirror, his complexion turned reddish due to the high heat, his black hair was wet and turned into locks, and a drop of water fell from his eyelashes.

He stared at it for a moment, then took out the razor in the cabinet and shaved off his new stubble.

The razor accidentally cut his chin, making a small cut, and the blood seeped out almost instantly. Gu Zehuan stared at it for a while, and licked the blood off his finger.

Slightly fishy, ​​slightly salty.

Not an unpleasant taste.

…………

The kindergarten teacher asked everyone to bring a small animal the next day.

"Any small animal is fine?"

The teacher followed the voice and found that it was a little boy holding a building block in his hand looking at him.

His eyebrows are black, his eyelashes are long and his eyes are bright, and he looks really good.

"Of course, what kind of animal does Huanhuan want to bring?"

"rabbit."

Gu Zehuan said so.

"Why a rabbit?"

"Because the rabbit is soft and warm."

The teacher's tone subconsciously became softer: "It's ok, but the little rabbit is a very fragile animal, so you have to treat it well."

Gu Zehuan just hugged his schoolbag tightly, and gave a serious "um".

The next day he brought a very beautiful and delicate ribbon box.

The teacher felt a little strange.

"Isn't your little animal uncomfortable in a box?"

"Will not."

"What if you get bored?"

Gu Zehuan just repeated that sentence without any expression on his cheek: "No."

The moment the brocade box was opened, blood rushed to the face, making the face of the teacher who was still smiling suddenly pale.

"It's not boring, it's not uncomfortable, is it?"

Gu Zehuan reached out and gently stroked the disemboweled little rabbit.

"teacher……"

He looked at each other, seeming a little puzzled.

"Are you frightened?"

……

Gu Zehuan was picked up by his mother.

My mother wore a long red velvet dress that day, with a long ribbon tied around her neck, which was like a twisted rope, tightening her slender neck, and it was about to bleed.

But beautiful.

very beautiful.

"You are exactly like him."

Gu Zehuan's mother seemed to have suffered a major blow, and locked herself in the room until late at night, when Gu Zehuan dug out the spare key from the top of the cabinet, and opened the tight door.

A ray of light from outside came in, and she was forced to struggle out of the darkness, raised her head, showing a pale face, in a trance.

After that, she tried to kill Gu Zehuan in his sleep several times.

But without exception, all failed.

Until Gu Zehuan was six years old, he was woken up by a loud noise in the middle of the night, got out of bed, and saw his mother's long curly hair like a waterfall winding down, kneeling in front of him, holding a sharp knife tightly in her hand, and screamed almost desperately. mumbling to himself.

"You go... I beg you."

"I beg you, get out of my sight."

I don't know who I am begging for mercy, I don't know who I am praying to.

She repeated it over and over, muttering to herself.

It's like being forced to a dead end, and there is no way to retreat.

It was a lamb trembling under the butcher's knife.

Trembling, there is nowhere to escape.

Gu Zehuan stretched out his hand, and his mother screamed hysterically in the shadow under his palm cage.

Gu Zehuan withdrew his hand again.

what.

Are you afraid of me?

He thought so.

After that night, Gu Zehuan was sent to a trusteeship institution to go to school. His mother rarely showed up. Gu Zehuan didn't know that the other party had remarried until he entered junior high school, and the remarried partner had a daughter who was about the same age as Gu Zehuan.

The man named Lin Yuansi, after learning about the situation, offered to take Gu Zehuan to live with him at home.

"Hopefully we'll be a real family."

He said so.

Gu Zehuan lived in that house for a short period of time.

What happened later made the mother, who was originally unwilling to accept her, determined to send him away—Lin Yuansi's daughter fell in love with Gu Zehuan.

In fact, it's not difficult to notice that every time I see Gu Zehuan, her flushed cheeks, sparkling eyes, and trembling voice from excitement are so sweet that they seem to be pulling out silk threads.

"Some vampires like beautiful and pure virgins. They use their handsome appearance to make those girls fall in love with them. After that, the vampires will dress the girls in pure white and flawless dresses, deceiving them to hold a wedding banquet, Finally, in the fragrance of lilies, all the vampires present rushed up and devoured the girl in the white dress."

Lin Sisi under the cherry tree spoke softly, and her eyes overflowed with an unbelievable sweetness and tenderness.

"Don't you think this is an extremely romantic way to die?"

Everything was silent, a bright red flower floated down from the crabapple tree, Lin Sisi, who did not wait for an answer, stood on tiptoe and kissed Gu Zehuan's lips.

Not gentle at all, almost biting.

As if wishing to chew Gu Zehuan into pieces and swallow them into his stomach.

You can almost taste a little blood.

Gu Zehuan pushed the girl away, he heard a soft "click", raised his head and saw a pair of eyes, hidden behind layers of branches.

It was pitch-black, reflecting its own shadow.

Gu Zehuan lowered his eyes slightly as he looked at the back of that person leaving in a panic.

In this school, the puppy love of parallel class students is also something that will be punished.

He didn't hear Lin Sisi's almost gentle murmur to himself.

Because that's just too insignificant.

Crazy and out of control.

"One day, I will prove my love to you. I am the only one who understands you best in this world. You have no choice but me."

A week later, Lin Sisi committed suicide.

No sign.

It was Gu Zehuan who first discovered the clue. He kicked open the closed door and saw the girl lying on the bed without a sound like a flower that died suddenly. Then he sent Lin Sisi to the hospital for emergency treatment.

In the corridor of the hospital, Gu Zehuan looked down at his mottled fingers, which were stained with warm blood, sticky and moist, and the slight fishy smell stimulated his taste buds and every cell, making him salivate uncontrollably. Shortness of breath.

Will it be sweet?

It's like being caught in some kind of uncontrollable conjecture.

While recalling the appearance of the girl covered in blood, he began to lick and lick his blood-stained fingers.

The touch and taste were just as he had imagined.

is sweet.

Fishy and sweet.

And it's warm.

The author says:

The previous Starfish Gagen has not been supplemented, and this week it will be supplemented for everyone.Warning again, atypical, abnormal love.