Ding He's originally dull and lost eyes suddenly rekindled hope. He lowered his head and hurriedly wiped away the tears with the back of his hands, but more tears poured out uncontrollably.

He bit his lower lip to keep himself from crying, but the corners of his mouth couldn't stop rising.

Yu Jin looked at him quietly, grabbed his hand and moved it away, gently helping him wipe away his tears, with a tenderness that was invisible in the past.

Ding He's eyelashes trembled slightly, like butterflies falling lightly on Yu Jin's fingertips, bringing a slight tingling feeling. The hand he had been holding by Yu Jin gently broke free, then took the initiative to hold it back and put it on his left chest.

Ding He whispered: "I always thought that I had to work hard to meet other people's expectations so that they wouldn't abandon me. I... I'm already a monster, and I have to get myself back on track."

Yu Jin Said: "You are not a monster, and you don't need to listen to them."

Yu Jin felt as if he closed his eyes and gently rubbed his fingers with the skin under his eyelids.

"But everyone says that. I also know that I'm not like them."

This society is always organized according to a certain order, and only a well-defined order is stable enough, and some people will always be divided into the mainstream. outside. This division is not because they are inherently wrong, but because they are not suitable for this society.

Yu Jin himself is someone who walks on the edge of order. He pays more attention to his own feelings than the views of the outside world. If he is unhappy, he is unhappy, and he will never compromise. But he also knew that he was just lucky and had the right to be arrogant.

Although the construction of order is subjective, the existence of order is objective. Those who do not conform to the mainstream will definitely live a lot harder.

"If you can cater to others, why can't you cater to me in front of me?" Yu Jin said, "I hope at least you can relax in front of me. Whether it's complaining or acting like a spoiled child, or even jealous or unwilling, I can accept it."

Ding He tightened the corners of his mouth: "But everyone has their own troubles. If I always piss you off, won't it make you feel bad? You are already very good to me, and I can't cause you trouble. "

I don't think negative emotions are a shameful thing, everyone will feel down at times." Yu Jin whispered, "I'm not a good-natured person, and I may need you to accommodate me instead."

Ding Heren He couldn't stop laughing, opened his eyes and stared at Yu Jin: "I won't go on like this forever. I will definitely become stronger one day."

"Can you wait for me until that day?"

Yu Jin felt a little in his throat. My heart is beating faster than usual.

He nodded, Ding He smiled even more happily, he leaned forward, only a few centimeters away from Yu Jin, the warm breath when he spoke seemed to be entangled with his breath.

"Then we've agreed. I'll find you in two years." Yu Jin's voice

was hoarse: "Okay."

Ding He looked up at the night sky: "I don't know when the night will pass."

Xiao Suo: "I always feel that you will disappear when the morning is dawn."

Yu Jin said: "Even if you don't see me at dawn, I will not disappear. You can call anytime you want to find me.

" Supplement: "It's not necessarily in danger, you can always find me if you want to. I'm very free now, so don't worry about disturbing me."

"I will." Eyes, "It seems a little sleepy."

He just started to feel tired after venting his emotions and calming down. Yu Jin touched his clothes, making sure that he was almost done, and put out the fire: "Go find a sheltered place to sleep, you are in high school now, and you are very busy with your studies."

Ding He nodded and pulled Yu Jin's clothes corner again. , tentatively asked, "Can I sleep with you?"

There was hope in his eyes, but his expression was cautious, for fear that he would refuse, like a puppy who went out to play with mud and wanted to go to the owner's bed.

Yu Jin nodded, and he jumped up, as if he had received a great favor.

Yu Jin looked at it, a little sad.

He may not be very adaptable to the character of Ding He in this world.

Ding He rested his head on Yu Jin's shoulder, softly said good night and closed his eyes. Yu Jin listened to his breathing gradually becoming long and steady, his chest heaving slightly regularly, and he closed his eyes.

After about ten minutes, Ding He quietly opened his eyes. He tentatively touched Yu Jin's fingertips with his fingertips, and found that he didn't respond.

The range of Yu Jinlian's breathing didn't change, and he boldly raised his other hand to caress his cheek.

His movements were still very gentle, as if with a little force, Yu Jin would turn into bubbles and disappear.

His fingers followed the contours of Yu Jin's face, from the peak of his eyebrows, to the corners of his eyes, to the corners of his mouth, and finally down to the collarbone following the graceful line of his neck.

His fingers stopped here, didn't go down any further, hesitated for a while, then went back to the ear in the opposite direction, and gently pinched Yu Jin's earlobe.

He raised his head and pecked Yu Jin's cheek lightly, as if he had stolen some treasure, and retracted his hand contentedly.

Yu Jin suddenly grabbed his hand and opened his eyes to look at him.

Ding He looked at him innocently, but his eyes were no longer cautious, and he showed his ambitions naked.

Yu Jin understood, this was indeed the Ding He he was familiar with. The previous abjection and weakness were nothing but a disguise for this world.

Ding He said slowly: "I can't sleep, I'm afraid that when I wake up, I will find that everything is a dream."

Yu Jin let go of his hand, turned sideways, put his arm between himself and the wall, and kissed his Lips: "Can you sleep now?"

"No."

Ding He put his arms around his waist in this position, using a little force to let his legs straddle his sides.

Yu Jin knelt down on his knees, propped his right hand on the wall next to him, and looked down at him.

Ding He let go of his hand and turned to wrap his arms around the back of his neck, pressing him in his direction, and at the same time raised his head to reach his lips.

His lips moved softly and lingeringly on Yujin's lips, taking his breath, as if he wanted the lives of the two to merge into one.

"I don't seem to be that scared anymore."

Ding He didn't let go of him until he almost took all his breath, licked his lips, and pressed his fingers to the mark on the back of his neck.

Yu Jin knelt down on top of him, leaning softly against his body, the loose bathrobe was a little loose because of the movement just now, revealing a lot of white shoulders.

Yu Jin smiled in a low voice: "You don't want to be here..."

Ding He looked at his skin that glowed white in the moonlight, breathing a little faster than usual, and said righteously, "The high school student's The energy is always stronger than other times."

Under the moon, Yu Jin leaned on Ding He and fell asleep. Ding He watched his figure become transparent little by little in front of his eyes until it disappeared, picked up his schoolbag, and walked in a certain direction.

In that direction, there was a group of masked people who were tied and hung upside down, wailing in pain.

Ding He smiled politely and sarcastically: "Do you think you can trap me like this?"

***

Yu Jin opened his eyes again and was lying on his bed, surrounded by a group of people, so scared that he almost fell ill .

Yu Shu said first: "Wake up." The

old man Yu regained his energy and held his hand: "Are you uncomfortable?"

Yu Shu secretly rolled her eyes from the side: "Why is he uncomfortable, lying all day long? already."

Yu Jin shook his head and was about to get up, but he was holding him down: "You just woke up, don't move around. Doctor Wang, please check him again."

Yu Jin saw the helpless expression on the doctor's face, and could only express If you are healthy, then persuade Mrs. Yu to leave.

But Mrs. Yu didn't believe it: "You just fainted in the bathroom, how can you say it's okay. Xiao Li said that he heard someone screaming inside. When he entered, the mirror was smashed with blood all over the floor. Tell your grandfather. Say, what did you see?"

Yu Jin used his low blood sugar to pass out. Thanks to the doctor's repeated assurances that he was healthy, he coaxed Mrs. Yu back.

In fact, he didn't know why Mrs. Yu was so concerned about him, but when he was a child, he listened to his family chatting about him, and he looked like the nobles Mrs. Yu met when he was young. But the specific reason, no one knows except Mr. Yu.

Yu Jin rested for a few days, and after recovering his energy, he went to Mrs. Yu and asked for the key to his father's room.

Grandpa Yu was quite moved. The sudden suicide of his youngest son two years ago, with few warning signs, left him devastated. Soon after, his favorite grandson also suffered from a strange disease, which almost made him think that the family was cursed.

Fortunately, my grandson is still growing up healthy.

Grandpa Yu started talking and asked him to go to worship his father with Yu Shu after a while.

Yu Shu seems to have fallen in love with painting recently, and admires this uncle quite a bit. Yu Jin heard it but didn't believe it, and thought it was just her words.

Yu Shu is definitely a person who is beyond imagination. It is impossible for a person like her to admire his somewhat neurotic artist father.

Just like Yu Jin's mother. Yu Jin's mother is a typical career-oriented woman. Because of her incompatibility, she divorced her father when he was half-year-old, and usually only see each other once a year.

His father didn't remarry and lived alone all the time, but because Yu Jin was favored by Mrs. Yu, he had been living in a big mansion, and he didn't spend much time with him, so Yu Jin didn't know him well.

Fortunately, after his father died, the relics were moved back to the previous room by Mrs. Yu, giving him a chance to verify his guess.

As soon as Yu Jin opened the door, he saw many paintings. Yu Jin knew that his father was a very artistically gifted person, who dabbled in painting, music, writing and other fields. Even when he was young, he was forced to learn a lot.

His father didn't care about his thoughts at all, just indulged in his own world and forced his own wishes to be projected onto him. Thanks to his mother's strong personality, his freedom was preserved. Because of this, his father was still wondering why he was not like himself at all.

Yu Jin looked at the girl in the painting, her face darkening. The girl's posture is even more different, but most of them don't show their face, as if the whole person is trapped in a layer of mist.

Yu Jin knew, because this was not copying, but imagining. The girl was not in front of him, so he became misty.

In the last moments of his father's life, only this teenage girl remained.

Yu Jin didn't know whether it was a curse or his sudden remorse.

The room seemed to have been visited recently, and the works that were supposed to be neatly arranged were piled up in a mess.

He found his father's notebook, and the signature "Yu Jingfeng" on the title page was bright and dazzling.

Later in his life, he suddenly missed a woman named "Wei". He confided to this woman how strong and domineering his wife was, and how sweet and gentle she was.

But looking at the early diary again, you will find how he used to berate the woman named "Wei" angrily and pursue his wife passionately.

His thoughts are so changeable, but anyone who knows him will know that he is just a person who likes to indulge in his own imagination. Once the reality does not match his imagination, he will leave angrily.

But as time changes, he will recall the good old friends again. Perhaps the sense of distance blurred the original conflict.

Yu Jin closed the diary and sighed in his heart.

This world seems to be a prequel to the first world.

The appearance of tulips and roses inspired him to doubt the relevance of the two worlds. That poem is also very similar to what Ding Wei wrote to his father.

If he guessed correctly, his father should be Ding Wei who died of revenge. It is very likely that Ding He did it on his behalf.

And his sixteen-year-old illness also had a high probability of Ding Wei's hand, and it was only Ding He's mercy that allowed him to live until now.

So is the strange thing he encountered in the past two days also related to them? Although Ding He had given up the idea, Ding Wei still wanted to kill him.

Yu Jin thought about this direction for a while, but still felt that there was something unreasonable. If Ding Wei wants to kill him, there is no need to call him a "monster".

He had no clue for the time being, rearranged the diary, thought about it, and prepared to organize the diary of paintings related to Ding Wei, and prepared to burn it to him on the anniversary of his death.

I hope he can really distinguish what is true love and what is his fantasy when he is underground.

It was at this time that he discovered that the paintings in the house had been moved.

When he was in the room, no one else came in, and he didn't hear any special sound, but the painting did move, and there were still traces where the painting was originally hung.

He walked to the side of the painting and wanted to check the details of the painting. As soon as he approached the position about one meter in front of the painting, the ground under his feet made a "click", and then a gust of wind came from behind.

Before he could think about it, he turned around and drew his knife to block the arrow's attack.

On the opposite wall, an arrow launcher was also exposed. is exposed as the painting moves.

Someone set up an organ before he came and wanted to take his life.

The phone rang suddenly, Yu Jin looked at the unfamiliar long number, frowned and pressed the answer.

The voice that was obviously changed by the voice changer came from the receiver: "Do you like this gift? Young Master Yu gave us a big gift before. You must return it."

Yu Jin knew that this was a recording again, There was no answer, and the other side smiled again: "It's a pity, how did you survive? But that's right, the life force of monsters is always stronger."

Yu Jin was completely immune to his words, so he went to check the side of the painting on his own. agency.

It appears to be newly installed.

"It won't be so simple next time. Since you know you're a monster, why didn't you end yourself earlier?" There

was a sharp and horrifying laughter from the other end of the phone, Yu Jin frowned and pressed it down.

There is a mechanism buried under the floor of the room, which controls the shooting of arrows. The subsequent ringing of the phone may have been caused by a signal from the agency, or it could have been surveillance from the planner.

The two harassing calls were too coincidental, just after he triggered the organ. Explain that a person may be able to monitor his movements at any time.

This is exactly what Yu Jin hates the most.

And the killing intent this time was heavier than the previous one. It's just that it's not his vitals, but his shoulders.

It seemed that the other party didn't really want to kill him.

Rather than trying to kill him, it's more like trying to drive him mad, or kill himself.

Yu Jin thinks this purpose is somewhat intriguing, which shows that the other party is not out of hatred, but feels that his identity as a monster is a waste of resources in the real world.

Then the biggest suspect should be the person who has occupied resources by him and sincerely thinks that he is a monster.

Yu Jin already knew what to do, and was just waiting to find an opportunity to expose the other party.

But he suddenly felt someone watching him.

He himself stood in front of the wall looking at the mechanism, and his line of sight came from the upper left side.

He took two steps back and stared at the painting beside the organ.

The girl in the painting, at some point, turned around and faced him with her arms outstretched.

The girl's face was originally hidden in her hair, but now it is completely exposed, but her facial features cannot be seen.

Instead, she wears a white smiling mask.

This mask is out of tune with the style of the painting, like a foreign object stuck to the painting. But the girl wearing the mask stared at him truthfully, and even made him feel that his eyes were warm.

The girl in the painting suddenly stretched out. She wants to come out of the painting.

Her pure white and tender hands turned into shriveled skin when she stretched out the frame. The originally delicate and small nails have also become long and curly sharp blades.

Yu Jin didn't give her a chance to come out, and forced her back with a fire, then took off the picture frame, took out the drawing paper, and set the whole thing on fire.

The girl in the painting screamed unwillingly and gradually turned to ashes.

But the other girls in the painting also seemed to move. Yu Jin heard them beating the frame violently. After the frame was broken, they stepped down from the painting and approached him like a tide.

They all wore white masks, and the color of their clothes was no longer the one on the wall, but a bright red.

Yu Jin didn't have time to burn all the paintings, so he could only watch them approaching him.

Flames ignited on him to avoid their attacks on him, but one of the young girls was particularly daring, ignoring the ground to pull his arm.

But the imagined screams did not appear, replaced by angry female voices.

Yu Shu covered the scalded part of her arm and shouted, "Yu Jin, are you sick again? Put down the lighter!"

Yu Jin stood there in a daze, looking at the girl wearing a white mask, using Yu Jin Shu's voice spoke.

The other girls next to them also rushed over in a hurry. Some people called for the doctor, and some people called for the old man to be notified.

Is the housemaid.

Not the person in the picture, but the real person.

He should have thought that all the people wearing white masks in his eyes are real human beings.

Maybe the moment the arrow was shot, he had already begun to have hallucinations.