bookcurios Chapter 118 The Boy in the Painting (4)
Chapter 118 The Boy in the Painting (4)
Chapter 118 The Boy in the Painting (4)
The system was not clear about its own impression in the eyes of the host, but now it is certain.
It is estimated that he is just waiting to die.
"Jingle bell~"
The bell rang suddenly, the melody was monotonous and empty, and it was a little creepy under the circumstances.
Gu Yiyi looked at the phone on the ground.
Small white phone, plush case, very cute.
The screen lit up, and the name displayed on it was "Sister".
——Today is not the day of the only child.
No, Gu Yiyi in this world is actually an only child.
Following the little girl's line of sight, the boy's soft lips curved slightly, "Yiyi..."
His voice is very gentle, like a gentle breeze, and it is as clean as the clear and clear glazed eyes under the sun, and the emotions inside are very pure.
It's even creepily simple:
"She disturbs us, I'll kill her, okay~"
The little girl put her arms around his waist subconsciously: "No!"
"Ok?"
The teenager seemed a little puzzled.
Gu Yiyi could see that he was really surprised, those beautiful glazed eyes were full of incomprehension: "Why?"
"Because... I'm afraid..."
She told the truth.
The little girl carefully observed the young man's exquisite eyebrows and eyes, and did not try to hide it: "I will be afraid when I see blood and murder."
Hear this.
There was a slight smile on the boy's soft lips: "It's okay."
The voice is light and gentle:
"If Yiyi is scared, I will cover your eyes next time, so that you won't be scared."
Sure enough...
Staring at the young man's delicate eyebrows and eyes, Gu Yiyi pursed her lips.
The way of thinking is different.
If it was the first few planes, the boy would definitely think from her direction, and then pamper and give an answer that he would not do anything again.
Even knowing that this is his true nature.
But Gu Yiyi still couldn't accept it all at once.
Therefore, she looked away, watching the white phone whose ringing gradually became silent, and then looked at the ground next to her, where only a few wisteria flowers were left on the white paper.
The boy above is no longer there.
standing right behind her.
The little girl asked softly:
"Do you have a name?"
The boy seemed to be happy because her attention shifted to himself: "Yes."
"My name is Mu Chen."
He curved his beautiful eyes.
In the blood mist, he looked like the cleanest and purest child, and his figure seemed to blend perfectly with this weirdness:
"Admiration, Mu, birthday."
The little girl murmured subconsciously: "Mu Chen..."
He leaned his head over, like a puppy begging for favor, his two slender white arms firmly encircled her soft and slender waist without leaving any gaps, and rubbed her contentedly.
"Yes."
The black hair is not thorny, but very soft.
There was a slight itch when it brushed the neck.
Just like his brisk voice, curved eyes, and a smile on his delicate and beautiful brows, Gu Yiyi suddenly thought that he was a harmless child who hugged an important toy tightly and never let go:
"From the moment I was born, Yiyi, you are mine."
"Because you created me."
It was she who created him...
Gu Yiyi was a little dazed, and unconsciously recalled the appearance of the villain in the plot when he first appeared.
With a shallow smile, he strangled the real creator, the original owner.
The little girl subconsciously touched the intact neck.
Then he glanced sideways at the harmless Mu Chen below.
Seemingly realizing that the little girl was looking at him, the black-haired boy came up again, as if begging for love:
"Yiyi."
(End of this chapter)