Be an NPC in a horror game

The boys' dormitory is one of the wonders of the world, where you can always see things beyond your imagination.Bypassing a thermos bottle, scattered umbrellas that had been damaged by several typhoons, and a few unpaired smelly socks, Tomato finally climbed up to the third floor smoothly.

He was in a very good mood, and he was free to rate the boys who passed by wearing half sleeves and big pants. In the end, he felt that no one was as sloppy as he was at home. For some reason, he felt a sense of accomplishment in his heart .

The flash bulingbuling of the soul of the dead house!

In the corridor on the third floor, Tomato met Yang Nian head-on.

The boy in a plaid shirt was a bit out of place with the whole environment. During the time he was separated from the cafeteria, he seemed to have carefully tidied himself up. His hair was neatly combed, the ends of his hair were slightly wet, his face was slightly pale, and his lips were A piece of bright red.

It's a bit like Zhuang Pingting with face cream on.

Tomato giggled, and came forward to pat him on the shoulder very familiarly: "Why, brother, are you going on a date?"

"Ah...not at all, just...just walk around."

Yang Nian's smile was a bit forced, his shoulders were slightly turned back, and he hesitated and said: "Actually... I just happened to be looking for you."

Just thinking about how to make jokes, Tomato, who was going on a date with the boy, was stunned.

He pointed to his nose in disbelief, and asked suspiciously, "Looking for me?"

Yang Nian lowered his head slightly, avoiding his gaze a little: "Yes, we... chat while walking?"

The boy turned sideways slightly, and signaled Tomato to go to the stairs with his eyes. When he turned sideways, the light on his right hand flickered slightly, and the few remaining rays of light came in from the window. Tomato saw that he was holding a water bottle in his hand. The light green streamlined bottle body resembled a small The kind of Sprite that costs [-] yuan a bottle in the store.

The task object delivered to the door by himself, this can no longer be called waiting for a rabbit, it is a pie in the sky.

Tomato smiled so small that his eyes could hardly be seen, he shrugged his shoulders very cheerfully: "Okay, let's go."

The two then went downstairs side by side, walked out of the dormitory building, and walked in the direction of the first teaching building.

Yang Nian's breathing was a little heavy, and the rhythm was a little fast, as if the warm things on his face were taken away by the setting sun, leaving behind some hypocritical forced smiles.

Not far away, he suddenly lowered his voice and leaned towards Tomato pointingly.

"Do you believe... Venus exists in the world?"

……

"Do you believe... Venus exists in the world?"

The same words sounded in the dead silence of the computer room.Due to the arrival of the pizza, Zhuang Pingting chose to put it on the speaker, and the hoarse and intoxicating voice like a subwoofer lingered in the small room at the moment.

It was a male voice, sounded to be at least three years old, and his tone was triumphant and crazy, as if he had grasped the most precious treasure in the world and couldn't wait to show it off to the world.

At the same time, the screen flashed, revealing a bleak picture.

Like a candid video, the interface is shaky and unstable, and the surroundings are very dark. You can only vaguely see a classroom door, transparent glass windows, and half of the corner stairs at the end.

After dozens of seconds, there was a slight friction sound in the video, as if walking on the beach, the soles of the feet were in close contact with the warm fine sand.In addition to this, there is a slight crisp sound, which is as sweet as a bell.

Zhuang Pingting propped her chin, and complained, "Why do I have the déjà vu of watching a short movie?"

If Tomato was here, he would probably express his experience with the small movie, summarize the common routines, and then laugh and guess the follow-up with Zhuang Pingting.

It's a pity that Pizza is by her side at the moment, and he probably blinked his eyes when the sky fell.

No one responded, Zhuang Pingting was a little bored, she rubbed her fingertips on her lips a few times, feeling a little craving for melon seeds.

While shaking slightly, the screen suddenly lit up, as if a stone was thrown into a quiet lake—the protagonist of the video finally appeared.

It was a slender woman, whose face could not be discerned in the dim environment, but her wavy curly hair could be seen constantly fluttering with the night wind.The wind seemed to be strong, and there was a faint light shining from the side of the window, illuminating the woman's star-like golden hair.

The girl was barefoot, with white soles stepping on the concrete floor - in the old building at that time, there were no tiles in the corridors, the white and tender soles contrasted sharply with the black and gray ground, her steps were not slow or fast, elegant and orderly.

She is wearing a red dress.

The crimson and gorgeous skirt is like a dancing fire, or like a red butterfly dancing in the wind. The tight waistline outlines a graceful figure.

The back of the long skirt extends all the way to the ground, but the front is cut in a semi-curved shape from below the knee, revealing a long and moist calf, brighter than the moonlight and more tender than the lotus root, with a silver thread tied on the wrist, There are two crisp silver bells hanging, and the crisp sound spread far along the promenade with elegant footsteps.

The video visibly vibrated, and the breathing sound of the surreptitious recorder became obviously heavy and rapid.

The eyes of the two people in front of the computer desk also lit up for a moment. Zhuang Pingting pulled the end of her hair, brushed it back a few times like in the video, and said to herself, "Is this Venus?"

Unable to hear Zhuang Pingting's muttering, the girl drifted into the classroom all the way.

There was a harsh "squeak" sound in the classroom, as if the tables and chairs were being dragged.The video was stuck in a blind spot, unable to see what was happening in the classroom, the candid photographer was emotional, the camera was shaking, and he was just about to follow up.

Suddenly there was another sound of footsteps on the stairs.

This time the footsteps were extremely loud, accompanied by the man's heavy panting, and someone even shouted in the quiet corridor: "Wenwen?"

The candid photographer retracted his stepped foot, and the camera continued to focus on the stairs.

A middle-aged man quickly climbed up there.

At this moment, the clouds cleared, and the white moonlight illuminated the promenade. From the video, it can be seen that the man later appeared to be quite young, but there were already fine wrinkles on his forehead, his expression was a little anxious, and his eyes were somewhat fierce.

He walked quickly, opened the classroom door, and rushed in!

There was a sudden chaos in the house, the sound of tables and chairs being knocked into the air, the sound of plaster statues being pushed off the shelf and shattered, the man shouted angrily, but none of this could suppress the girl's flamboyant and brisk laughter. , as sweet as the bells on her ankles.

"Wu Xijian," she paused, "you ruined me."

"No!" The man exclaimed, "Wenwen, calm down!"

The girl sneered: "Calm? Yes, I am very calm. Look at this—look at your despicable face!"

The candid photographer couldn't bear it any longer, and rushed forward lightly, looking in through the glass in the corridor.

Just a ray of moonlight came, illuminating the raised forearm of the girl in the center of the classroom.

The stagnant white jade-like skin makes people's hearts hot, and the black spot on the wrist is even more magical, making people want to hold that wrist and lick it.

"Stop, stop, stop!"

Zhuang Pingting had quick eyes and hands, and quickly pressed the pause button!

She took a screenshot of the screen and zoomed in, and the two of them almost pressed their faces on the screen, widening their eyes to carefully identify the black spots.

Zhuang Pingting: "It doesn't look like a mole..."

Pizza's voice was hoarse: "It's a pinhole."

Zhuang Pingting gave him a suspicious look, and Pisa nodded to her very firmly.

Both of them thought of the same thing.

Is this the man in the video injecting the girl?

Sure enough, the girl in the video laughed maniacally. She was sitting on a one-meter-high wooden table, her curvaceous calves were swinging, her smile was crazy, but her voice was still clear.

"Do you think you can control me with these? You can force me to submit?" The girl spat and smiled, "You think beautiful!"

"I'd rather die than have dirty blood in my body! Look, this is the box knife you used to teach me to draw, with your fingerprints on it—"

The camera flashed, and the candid photographer almost dropped the video camera to the ground.

Zhuang Pingting and Pizza's eyes shrank!

With a flash of the knife, the girl looked up and slit her throat!

Blood spurted out like a fountain, spraying all over the man not far away, and a few drops even splashed onto the roof.

Her star-like black eyes curved beautifully, and her last gaze turned to the corner of the window in an instant, and she stared at the video recorder for a second, her pupils were as dark as an abyss, as if she was about to drill out of the screen, and seemed to suck people outside the video go in!

The moonlight shifted, illuminating the girl's wanton and unrestrained smile, her black eyes were faint, and her red lips were fierce.

A large piece of scarlet wets her chest and the dark tablecloth under her body, life and death, stillness and movement, darkness and light, struggle and stubbornness, the fleeting moment of youth... A large piece of distorted artistic conception gathers here, intertwined layer by layer , through the blurry camera screen from time to time, the suffocating beauty is intertwined on the girl's delicate face, which is ecstasy.

The blood-bathed goddess opened her red lips slightly, her eyes were black and white, and she silently mouthed to the camera——

I, in, earth, hell, etc., you.

As soon as the screen went dark, the sound stopped abruptly.

The computer room was as quiet as a pool of stagnant water, and the small and airtight space was somewhat stuffy. There was more moisture in the ground than in the ground, and the coolness pierced into the two people's bodies bit by bit, like a cold snake crawling along their backs.

Zhuang Pingting quietly swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

"That face just now..."

Her voice trembled a little, and she subconsciously covered her shoulders with her hands.

She was suddenly a little glad that it was pizza by her side at the moment. If the unreliable fat man Tomato was replaced, she would not be able to tell who would comfort whom.

The image of the girl staring at the camera and laughing for the last time kept flashing back in her mind. Zhuang Pingting touched the goosebumps on her arms and said tremblingly, "Did you see it?"

The pretty facial features, fine eyelashes, slightly pointed chin and rippling coquettish eyes are all surprisingly consistent with the beautiful figure who was in the garden not long ago——

"It's clearly Zhen Feifei!"