you are scary

16

"Okay." Bai Qianwan yawned, drunk, although he was not drunk, but he was already dizzy.

After such a refreshing answer, the car drove to Area A.

Song Nongmo's house is located in a hotel apartment, and the two of them took the elevator from the first floor to enter the room. Two polished metal doors separated from each other, and together with Bai Qianwan's absent-minded body and soul, they ascended to the world on the 36th floor.Song Nongmo bought a big house with little furniture. At first glance, he thought he had entered another version of a haunted house by mistake. Of course, there were no ghosts here.

Bai Qianwan sat on the soft sofa, and a tabby cat was walking towards him curiously in the corridor.

Song Nongmo bent down and took away the books and notes on the table, and in the blink of an eye, he found that Bai Qianwan was already entangled with the tabby cat.

He paused and asked, "Shall I take a shower?"

Do you have to ask the guest for permission to take a bath?

Bai Qianwan picked up the cat strangely: "Go wash it, I'll make a cup of tea first."

The cat is very heavy, about ten catties.After weighing the weight, he put the cat on the sofa, patted the fur on his hands, and prepared to make tea.

There are several iron cans under the table, and the sound of tea leaves can be heard when shaken, and they are all about the same weight.

He asked the cat: "Which can your master usually drinks?"

The cat replied by rolling on the sofa.

Bai Qianwan had no choice but to knock on the frosted glass door of the corridor bathroom: "Which pot of tea do you usually drink?"

There was a sound of water.

"The black can."

Ten minutes later, Song Nongmo came out of the bathroom wiping his hair.

Song Nongmo waited in the car for almost three hours tonight.Bai Qianwan chatted with that strange male companion for an hour and a half, and then stayed in a daze in the restaurant for another hour and a half. He seemed to be in deep thought as if time stood still, and it took a long time before he even blinked his eyelids.When Song Nongmo was watching him through the window in the car, he was very suspicious that he was about to collapse suddenly, like a frozen and beautiful statue.

Of course, nothing like this happened.Bai Qianwan appeared slowly at closing time, with half-lidded eyelids and a sleepy face, so affectionate that Song Nongmo proposed such an extreme request to drink tea late at night.

However, it backfired.

After stepping out of the corridor and seeing the whole living room, what greeted him was not Bai Qianwan, an obedient pale young man making tea, and a cat.

Contrary to this, the tea and paper cups were poured all over the floor, Bai Qianwan was lying sideways on the sofa without knowing anything, his arms were hanging down, his face was pale, and his body was slightly undulating - this scene seemed to be poisonous in the tea, and Bai Qianwan was poisoned after taking a sip fall down.

Song Nongmo hurriedly woke him up: "Bai Qianwan!"

He slowly opened his eyes while shaking, and muttered in a distracted manner: "It's just too sleepy..."

Song Nongmo: "..."

Bai Qianwan's eyes gradually focused, and Song Nongmo's handsome face was in front of him.

"Don't be too tired just after you get out of the hospital."

... How did Song Nongmo know that he was tired?These days he has been so busy running around about the ogre that he is physically and mentally exhausted.

"In this case, why not sleep here tonight." Song Nongmo said.

Also, there is a city between Area X and Area A, and it will be very late to go back—wait, how can he sleep here?

The bleary-eyed Bai Qianwan woke up with a jerk: "...it's over?"

"It's ok."

"We are not very familiar with each other."

"We are classmates."

"Uh……"

Rather than the relationship between old classmates, it would be more appropriate to say that it is the police and the suspect, right?

Although for some reason Song Nongmo suddenly gave up asking him because of a phone call at the moment when the sword was on the verge of breaking out, the tense feeling that made him break out in cold sweat has already penetrated into his bone marrow. As long as you think of Song Nongmo, except for his beautiful and delicious hands Besides, Bai Qianwan's deepest impression was his interrogation-like indifference, like a leopard looking at his prey.

Bai Qianwan regained consciousness a little and got up from the sofa.On the other side of the room, Song Nongmo had already pushed open the door on his own, and said involuntarily, "You can live here."

"No, it's better for me to go back to the haunted house."

He ran to the elevator.

However, a password fingerprint lock is set up on the elevator.

Bai Qianwan looked at it quietly, feeling as if he had been imprisoned in Song Nongmo's territory.

At some point, the person behind him suddenly took a few steps forward, encircling him between the wall and his arms.

Having not woken up just now, Bai Qianwan didn't notice that he was only wearing a bath towel at all. Looking at him like this now, the other party's naked upper body was simply dazzling and irritated his stomach organs.

"What are you doing?" Bai Qianwan asked suspiciously.

"Just want to take a closer look at you, don't be nervous."

Song Nongmo tilted his head and looked at Bai Qianwan, his gaze passing across his face inch by inch.If I have to say it, this kind of look seems to be checking whether the laboratory mice are well developed, and there is also a pinch of doubt in the look.

Obviously it was a very ambiguous wall-dong pose, but now it looks more like the police are controlling the prisoner.

Bai Qianwan didn't know that Song Nongmo was actually wondering if someone had dropped him, and he was busy suppressing his appetite right now.

Living in the same room with a person with pica was really dangerous, for both of them, so he couldn't understand Wuny and Fokine's happiness at all.

When putting his hand in his pocket, Bai Qianwan touched the miniature recorder.This little candy carries all the conversations with Wu Ni tonight, including the other party's hints and expresses about Bai Qianwan's cannibalism. Still alive when caught, these things can no longer be concealed.

Bai Qianwan didn't want to be known as a cannibal.

But he can't kill people.If only Fonny was a ghost.

"Go to sleep." Song Nongmo seemed to be satisfied with the results of the examination, curling the corners of his mouth.

The room was clean, except for the bed and cupboard, there was only one large window with dangling curtains.

When the door was about to close, Song Nongmo asked him suddenly: "Are you really just here for tea?"

Bai Qianwan returned with a puzzled and innocent look: "Otherwise?"

"...You go to sleep."

The door closed slowly.

He was vigilant and checked himself quickly in his heart.

Just now he didn't do anything but take a nap in the car, and he didn't do anything at Song Nongmo's house except pour tea and take a quick nap. Why did Song Nongmo suddenly question his purpose?It is impossible to discover the miniature recorder!

It was late at night, and there was a bright moon outside the window. Looking down from the high-rise building, the tiny neon lights were dotted with stars, which lasted day and night.What a splendid night view, it would be nice if you jumped from here.It's a pity that Bai Qianwan has never been conscious of causing trouble to others, although the police officer Song outside treats him with a vague attitude and unclear purpose, always switching back and forth between intimacy and interrogation.Probably the intuitive influence of the other party's occupational disease. After all, the man living in Song Nongmo's guest room is a cannibal patient with toxic genes who may commit murder. It is reasonable for Song Nongmo to be aware of it.

The unknown is always the scariest.Bai Qianwan didn't know anything about what he had done in the past few years. After using witchcraft to curse himself, a piece of his memory was missing.Had he killed anyone before this?Have you ever eaten someone?Was it discovered by Wu Ni?

Although it sounds a bit scary, it is normal if he really did this kind of thing.

With nothing else to pass the time, and unable to remember the messy things from the past, Bai Qianwan could only read WeChat on the bed, checking the chat history of Mrs. Chen and Wu Ni.At this point in time, apart from the shopping group and star chasing group that Mrs. Chen joined were tirelessly sending out new messages, the top chatting "Toy No. 1" was silent.

Foney hadn't messaged him since that candid date.The crow probably flew back to rest on Odin's shoulder, carrying the handle of Bai Qianwan.

He had no choice but to open his own live broadcast account again, and read some fans' comments boringly.The contents of the messages are all the same.The only thing special is his benefactor, Pikachu, who left a message today [I love you, I love you qwq], [You are not allowed to be with other men].The latest one was posted 3 minutes ago [Baby, good night].

……

Passionate style as always.

"Let's sleep." Bai Qianwan muttered and lay down.

This night's dream is still grotesque, in the leather-smelling sports warehouse, someone is following him, the moonlight and vision shake violently, like a scene recorded by a camera that was unstable while running.

【"catch him!"】

Bai Qianwan woke up in a daze.

It turns out that the "he" in this sentence refers to himself...

He sat up in a daze, only to realize that there was a figure in front of the bed suddenly.Under the moonlight, the pitch-black body is tall, about two meters tall. You have to look up to see the face clearly. The shoulders are broad, the chin is as sharp as an ice pick, and the eyes under the brim of the wide woolen hat are bloodshot and cloudy. Lips are dark.There was no shadow under his feet.

What was even more frightening was the cry of the girl in the distance: "Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!"

His door was open!

Bai Qianwan was so frightened that he could hardly breathe: "Who? What's wrong?"

A skinny girl with long legs was sitting outside the door.

Oh my god, forget about ghosts, why is there a girl in Song Nongmo's house!

The ghost turned around and followed the sound.

The screams outside the room grew louder.

"What the hell is going on here?" He climbed out of bed strangely, not forgetting to turn on the light.

When he reached the door, the girl had already run away and hid behind the living room table. Although the distance was far away and the other person's expression was distorted and frightened, he still recognized Song Yumo at a glance.

In an instant, that meaningful note came to mind.

[Please leave City B immediately, it is dangerous. 】

This sister is also a person with a story.

"It's you?" When Bai Qianwan approached, Song Yumo asked him sharply, "Why are you here?"

He said, "Because I was Song Nongmo's suspect...so I slept here when it was too late."

"This causal relationship is too strange!" Song Yumo shouted.

Ghosts wandered the corridors as if lost.

"If it wasn't a suspect, he wouldn't let me live here."

Bai Qianwan had no choice but to knock on Song Nongmo's door: "Open the door, your sister is back."

"Tell him there's a ghost!"

"Your sister said there are ghosts." He continued to knock.

Half a minute later, Song Nongmo appeared behind the door holding a mechanical crossbow.He didn't even look at Song Yumo, he just walked to the corridor with his arms around Bai Qianwan's shoulders.

Why did you bring him, didn't you wake up?

Bai Qianwan stared at Song Nongmo's stern side face strangely.

"That's how it's used."

He put the arm around Bai Qianwan's neck on the body of the crossbow, and a long wooden arrow flew straight to the back of the ghost.After a scream, the ghost disappeared in an instant.

"Ah," Bai Qianwan let out a strange cry, "I remember you all use special guns?"

"This is an elimination tool." He put away the crossbow. "It's fine for private use, but why are there ghosts here?"

"Maybe I recruited it?" Bai Qianwan yawned, "I have this kind of physique."

Song Yumo was still screaming: "Can you control me?"

Song Nongmo said coldly: "It's past five o'clock in the morning, you can go home." Then, he picked up a long trench coat on the sofa and put it on.

Song Yumo glanced at him sideways, and then stared at the other drowsy person next to Song Nongmo.

Bai Qianwan...

"How did you end up with this psychic?" she asked.

Song Nongmo put on his shoes and clothes, quickly pressed the password on the elevator, and dragged his sister in: "It's nothing to do with you. Go back early to catch up on sleep, kid. I'll take you home."

At this time, the two brothers and sisters looked at the confused Bai Qianwan outside the elevator together.

Song Nongmo said to him, "Wait for me here."

Bai Qianwan nodded, he was thinking about Song Yumo.

The younger sister's expression made her look like a primary school student who was doing biological anatomy experiments, but the frog was resurrected overnight.

What's the surprise?

Was it because he appeared in Song Nongmo's house that he was terrified, or because he was still in city B and felt terrified?