Chapter 153 Your life belongs to me
The clothes were soaked in blood, showing a dazzling scarlet color.
A huge hole was brutally cut open in Feng Yuhuai's chest, and pieces of silk threads burst apart, revealing a nervously beating heart inside.
The heart seemed to have a strange tattoo engraved on its surface. It looked like a dim and dying rag doll lying on it.
The rag doll feebly sucked the blood from the heart. Feng Yuhuai's face had aged a bit visibly to the naked eye. Her skin had lost its luster and the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes had deepened, as if time had accelerated her growth in an instant. life course.
She could feel that the injured [puppet mother clone] was sucking her life force endlessly, like a parasite, greedily sucking the essence of the host, making her feel the ultimate fear.
The threads on her chest, those once tightly woven fibers, were now broken, squirming feebly, trying to reconnect.
They are like broken earthworms, struggling to find the other half of their body in the soil, but they can't stick back together for a while.
“Hungry, the puppet mother is hungry!”
A faint girlish voice escaped from Feng Yuhuai’s lips, her voice was as light as a feather falling to the ground.
She didn't even have the energy to pay attention to [Zheng Hang]. Driven by her survival instinct, she turned around and buried her entire head deeply into Chang Qingsen's still warm corpse, as if there was the warmth and comfort she longed for. .
[Puppet Mother] has always been a picky eater and only eats fresh life, but the ruthlessness of reality proves that when hunger reaches the extreme, even the cold leftovers will emit an alluring aroma.
A creepy sucking sound echoed in the air.
Chang Qingsen's body was gradually drying up, as if the essence of life had been drained away, but Feng Yuhuai's chest was quietly becoming full, and the power of life was surging again in her body.
On her cheeks, the skin that was dry due to loss of water was moistened with blood again. However, although the crow's feet at the corners of her eyes gradually faded, they never completely disappeared and still left faint traces. , that is the mark left by the body forever missing a part of its lifespan.
"What an ugly way to eat."
[Zheng Hang] gently pushed the frame on the bridge of his nose, then squatted down elegantly, and slowly took it out of his pocket in a gentlemanly manner. A piece of paper towel was handed to Feng Yuhuai.
His voice was full of human warmth, and he whispered softly: "Look, your face is bruised from eating. Wipe your mouth."
Feng Yuhuai's neck turned stiffly, The only remaining eye showed that he was sleepy and sluggish after a full meal.
Obviously, when she gave her body and was semi-fused and transformed with the rag doll, her brain seemed to have been stuffed with half a piece of cotton, which seemed not to be enough.
Feng Yuhuai was frightened and came to her senses. Her instinct of fear drove her to react instantly. Her arms drew an arc in mid-air, preparing to attack.
However, just before her action was completed, she suddenly felt a biting chill between her eyebrows, and a finger bone as hard as iron was gently pressed there.
[Zheng Hang] smiled solemnly, made a booming sound in his mouth, and comforted: "Yu Huai, have you forgotten that I just taught you that you should attack the strong ones who can control their own destiny?" Gratitude and obedience from the bottom of my heart.”
Feng Yuhuai felt the gloomy coolness coming from the center of his eyebrows, and his brain, which was heated by the overload of killing intent, quickly cooled down.
She carefully took the tissue from [Zheng Hang]'s hand and gently wiped away the blood on her face.
She took a deep breath and said in an extremely depressed voice: "I don't know you at all. Why are you calling my name over and over again? Who are you?"
[Zheng Hang] pursed his lips slightly, and then Every word he spat out shocked Feng Yuhuai's soul.
He said: "I said I would come to you in the evening, why did you forget?"
Feng Yuhuai thought of something in his mind, and was shocked and lost his voice: "That text message was from you. ? !”
[Zheng Hang] smiled but said: “How can you say you don’t know me? Aren't you imitating me in every move? Isn't this because of your deep infatuation with me, to the point of being unable to extricate yourself?" Feng Yuhuai's scalp felt like it was being hit by a cold electric current, as if it was about to split. Her mouth opened into a nest shape and she said in a trembling voice: "You, you, you are [Mask]?"
[Zheng Hang] did not answer, but his face underwent a shocking change in an instant.
His face seemed to be torn apart by invisible fingers, and a layer of pale bones emerged from under the skin. Those bones fit tightly on his face, like a strange mask, revealing the secrets of his face. Feng Yuhuai's heart trembled with fear.
Through the forbidding white bone mask, the voice in Feng Yuhuai’s ears suddenly became cold and biting, as if all human warmth and warmth had been lost, leaving only a cold echo:
"Every time you imitate, you are silently confessing to me, Yu Huai. Do you have an unspeakable love for me?"
Feng Yuhuai's heart skipped a beat. She seemed to understand something, but she didn't quite understand it.
So, this is the reason why you suddenly appeared and almost beat me to death while saying gentle words of love to me. What a deformed view of love this is.
"[Mask] is a complete lunatic, and he seems to have misunderstood, so is he confessing to me now, or is he forcing me to confess to him?"
Feng Yuhuai's brain Extremely chaotic, her shallow love experience is not enough to support her to resolve this sudden but suffocating confessional offensive.
“Or maybe it’s safest for me not to explain and just keep this beautiful misunderstanding?”
Feng Yuhuai looked up at [Masked]'s face without facial features, and forced out a fake smile: "I'm sorry, I didn't recognize you just now. Yes, you guessed it right, I just like you!"< br>
[Masque] let out a burst of weird and deep laughter. The laughter was like the cry of a night owl, which seemed particularly scary in the silent attic.
His fingertips gently slid across Feng Yuhuai's eyebrows, with a gentleness that made Feng Yuhuai uneasy. Then he slowly reached out and took out the mobile phone in Feng Yuhuai's pocket.
His movements are slow and elegant, but with an elusive madness.
Feng Yuhuai stared at [Masked]'s actions warily, with a stiff smile on his face, not daring to move.
She couldn't figure out what [Mask] was thinking, but she basically confirmed that [Mask] was a lunatic with very different thinking than ordinary people, and an extremely dangerous lunatic. The most annoying thing was that this lunatic... was ultimately the result of her own imitation. Selected.
"So, the best thing I can do now is to pretend to admire him and not anger him. Just like he said, completely obey his twisted love." Feng Yuhuai believed.
Then, Feng Yuhuai saw [Jiamian] turn on her mobile phone camera, focus the lens on the two of them, and a faint voice floated out: "This is a moment worth remembering, smile!"< br>
Feng Yuhuai obediently leaned his head slightly towards [Mask], forcing a smile full of love on his face.
Feng Yuhuai’s tea art went online, and what he was thinking was: “Since the deal is done and I can’t refuse, why not enjoy it, and maybe turn misfortune into blessing, and use [Mask] to help me deal with that person?!”
[Masked] glanced sideways at Feng Yuhuai with slightly surprised eyes, and cursed in his heart: "My stupid Immoto, who really gave you the courage, haha——, I hope you find that you have fallen into a pit and can't climb out in the future. You can be so open-minded when you are here!”
There was a soft click, and the flash suddenly lit up, and an intimate photo.jpg of [Masked] and Feng Yuhuai face to face was perfectly frozen.
[Masked]'s fingers lightly slid across the phone screen. He simply edited the photo, then converted it into a MMS and sent it to [Zheng Hang]'s mobile phone number.
Then, he stood up and returned the phone to Feng Yuhuai, waved and prepared to say goodbye: "From now on, your life will belong to me. If anyone asks, remember my name. My name is [Zheng Hang] ]!”
Feng Yuhuai was stunned for a moment. She looked at the back of [Masked] turning away handsomely. She hesitated and shouted: "Wait a minute, if someone sends text messages to harass and bully me, you can help me find him and kill him." ”
[Mask] stopped, turned around and stared coldly over. His voice was low and full of metallic magnetism, and he said meaningfully: "On the darkest day of your future life, I will definitely appear!"
The air echoes The touching promise of love, but the white [mask] was no longer there, leaving only the deep and boundless night covering the quiet floor...
(End of this chapter)
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