In those years of beating the enemy to work

His vision was hazy, his mind was as dull as lead, and the tip of his nose was filled with the smell of alcohol.

Then slowly, the first picture that can be seen clearly - the long jet black hair hangs smoothly on both sides of the cheeks of the cat-eyed man. He sits on the sofa, raises his mobile phone, and takes a picture of himself.

He said, "Muning, look at me with a smile."

When the eyes are plunged into darkness and the eyes are able to see again, the second picture is the self with round nails attached to the limbs and joints like a puppet.

She tried to move.

Then the installer held her down and slowly cut her arm backwards. He said, "Don't move, it's not finished yet. Mu Ning, you will be my doll alone."

Ah.

Drowsiness erodes the brain, and when he becomes conscious again, the third picture - the man is still sitting on the sofa, his left hand is casually pressing the back of the sofa, and the right hand is viciously dotted with white and full corners of his lips.

Tilting his head, like a demon tempting ignorant children, he commanded condescendingly: "Come to me, good boy."

The tone was light and slow, as if from a distant hell, echoing in her mind.

Come to me... good boy...

She moved closer to him, only the other's beautiful mouth remained in her eyes, so close that the center of her eyebrows touched the tip of his nose, and her forehead was also haunted by the cold breath.

The man rubbed her forehead affectionately with his nose, then turned his head and whispered in her ear.

"Muning, kiss me."

In his dark and dull eyes, there were swirls like black mud.

Then there was her heartless smile next to her ear, and she replied——

"it is good."

——The screen ends.

"Uh... water..."

Sleepiness was churning in her brain, and her eyelids seemed to be glued together, but her burning stomach forced her to abandon the sleepiness, climb out of the abyss, and choose to wake up.

Mu Ning, who was lying on the sofa, opened his eyes, staring directly at the ceiling of the room, not responding to the mildew in the corner.Alcohol made her thinking slow, and at this moment, her eyes were still a little loose.Touching his forehead, he found that the hair on his sideburns had been drenched with sweat.

Am I... awake?

She rolled her eyes slowly.

Just now... I was dreaming...?

Close your eyes, the depths of your memories are filled with darkness, the memory after getting drunk seems to be thrown into a different dimension.Then, there was still an inexplicable sense of joy in the trembling nerves in his brain.

She tapped her head, deciding not to recall things she couldn't remember.

"Il fans? Why are you here?"

The man on the sofa made Mu Ning raise her head in doubt, to confirm that she hadn't run into the wrong room after drinking too much, she turned her eyes back to the man's face again.

At this moment, the man's thin lips were already red and swollen, and the red marks at the end of his eyes looked like he had cried, but when he looked closely, it was actually the scratches cut by a knife, and the blood on them had already solidified.

I... did it?

Watching Yi Ermi being abused, Mu Ning inexplicably felt a strange, somewhat morbid sense of pleasure.

I did it.

laugh.

"I just noticed me now." Yi Ermi rubbed the scalp that was scratched and hurt, looked at the long black hair remaining between Mu Ning's fingers, turned her dark cat eyes to the awakened girl's face, and spoke slowly, " Mu Ning's hostility is really heavy."

It felt like being eaten.

Recalling the rosary that was ripped off, he thought not very happily.

What a doll that is not easy to control.

"Probably beating the enemy for a long time." Mu Ning responded by pursing his lips.

"Yes." He was noncommittal, "Don't try to drink such strong wine next time."

"Are you afraid that I will do something excessive?"

"You really have confidence in yourself. Are you not afraid that I will do too much to you?" Yi Ermi threw the question back to Mu Ning.

Neither seemed to want to answer the possibility of being controlled.

"Okay, that's the end of the topic." Mu Ning shrugged.

She really didn't want to suffer when she lost consciousness.

Rubbing the sore temples, Mu Ning's eyes fell on the fried chicken on the coffee table.

"You bought it?"

"That's it. You really like food, so I bought it to celebrate your success in the exam."

"Oh."

What an alternative celebratory gift.

But I thought of the bad things I did to others after drinking too much.

Mu Ning raised his lips: "Okay, I've accepted the gift for bullying Il fans, let's enjoy the accompanying fried chicken together."

She yawned lazily, went to the refrigerator in the kitchen to get two bottles of iced Coke, and heated fried chicken in the microwave.

"Okay, let's officially start the celebration."

Just eating fried chicken seemed a bit boring, so Mu Ning picked up the remote control on the coffee table and turned on the TV.

The chinless grimace of the female ghost appeared on the TV screen, Mu Ning took a bite of the hot fried chicken, and at nearly 01:30 in the morning, watched a horror movie with Yiermi calmly.

"what!!!"

The heroine's miserable screams sounded in the silent room.

"..."

The two people watching TV didn't respond, but the person next door who slept like a dead dog shivered in fright.

8:[-] a.m. the next day.

Mu Ning still woke up on the sofa this time.The remote is close at hand, and the TV is already off.In the box on the coffee table, apart from a pile of chicken bones, there were two intact pieces of fried chicken left.

Hungry Mu Ning stretched out his hand to the cold fried chicken.Try to ignore the chewy texture and the tasteless, hard inside, and swallow it whole.

"Uh..." Choked.

She drank the last sip of Coca-Cola in the Il Mi bottle, and finally swallowed the fried chicken stuck in her throat.

"Alive..."

Turning her body over and lying on her back on the sofa, she closed her eyes again and fell asleep.

Meanwhile, the room of Il fans.

The man in the bathroom stared at the urinal, but what came to his mind was the image of the female ghost crawling out of the toilet last night.

Although the scene wasn't very scary, and the plasma was not as realistic as a real person, but maybe the interval between seeing it was not long, so these things appeared in his mind uncontrollably from time to time.

After finishing the toilet, Yiermi washed her hands and walked out of the bathroom, only to find a woman with a swollen complexion outside the gently opened door.

"Whoosh whoosh!!"

The cleaning maid was nailed to the wall of the corridor outside the door by a rosary.

At the end of the corridor, Shiba looked at the dead maid on the wall, turned her head indifferently, and continued walking.

"Order someone to deal with it."

"Yes, sir."

Zipo Nian's figure loomed in the darkness.

After joining the defense department, the opportunities to go out have increased.But it didn't take long to kill people. Almost all the time was wasted on the airship. It was like charging for two hours and talking for five minutes.

Moreover, the most important thing is that since Kiqiu Chunian came back, he couldn't find a reason to switch back to Qiya, and he didn't have time to use the box of wool sent to the Sky Arena.

Mi Ji can only be contacted by phone.

Fortunately, through his eloquent talk, Mu Ning vaguely glimpsed the cruel truth hidden under his beautiful blueprint. I believe that in a short while, the manager he trusted will give him the final blow.

The hunter who was far away was still holding tightly to the spider web in his hand.