[BL, MTL] The Delicate Beauty Gets Hounded by the Paranoid (Quick Wear)

Chapter 5: Strange Neighbor (5)

Song Yanchen's heart trembled when he heard the all-too-familiar voice.

The next second, the man chuckled, pulled his waist, straightened him, pressed him against the door, and stared condescendingly at his pale and sickly face.

Song Yanchen couldn't see the figure of the other party, and put his hands on the door, showing a bit of helplessness and restraint, and the fear in his heart was infinitely magnified little by little.

Yes....

it's that ghost...

he's back!!!

The man kissed the corner of the young man's mouth, his voice was calm, but with an inexplicable paranoia, and a faint smile in his tone, "Next time, don't open the door like this again..."

Hearing the chilling voice in his ear , Song Yanchen's blood was sinking all over his body, his body was as stiff as a piece of iron, and he didn't dare to move.

"...Otherwise I'll be jealous..." As he said that, the man's tone suddenly sank.

Song Yanchen's body also trembled, he couldn't feel the slightest lingering and love in the man's tone, all he felt was the naked threat and endless fear.

Seeing the young man's expression full of fear, the man's fingers silently brushed against the corners of his eyes, his movements were not gentle, even rude.

Just like a swan whose neck is being slaughtered, passers-by can't wait to snap it off, constantly challenging each other's desires, making people unable to control their own evil.

I really don't have the slightest sense of being a source of fatal temptation... Dressed like this and go out to meet people...

I really want to kill people... Hehe...

At this very moment, the man's eyes moved slowly, On to the overturned food.

His eyes sank slightly, and the look he looked at Song Yanchen suddenly became severe, and even his tone became very cold.

"You haven't eaten yet?"

Song Yanchen closed his mouth tightly, his bloodless lips were still trembling faintly, his whole body was like a turtle retracting itself into its shell, refusing to speak or communicate.

The paranoia and madness in the man's eyes were even worse. He clamped Song Yanchen's jaw and forced him to look at him. Seeing Song Yanchen's paler face, even his eyes were covered with water. The man's heart It hurt like being pricked by a needle.

"You hate me that much?"

Song Yanchen remained silent. He couldn't see the man's body, nor could he see the man's uncomfortable expression. The only thing he could feel now was the constant force of the other's palm, and the cold The sense of touch leaned against itself silently.

"......" The man looked at his recalcitrant appearance, took a deep breath, and a nameless anger kept circling and accumulating in his heart.

Finally, he couldn't take it anymore, and he slammed his fist against the wall.

Song Yanchen trembled with fright when he heard the loud noise passing by his ears, and his face became even paler.

The man didn't care whether Song Yanchen wanted it or not, he hugged him horizontally.

The sudden sense of suspension frightened Song Yanchen enough, his hands and feet also struggled frantically, and almost touched the wound behind him again.

The man tried his best to control the strength in his hand, and slowly put the person on the sofa, and because he was worried that he would touch the other person's wound, he thoughtfully put a pillow under the other person's body.

The man didn't say a word the whole time, with a straight face, Song Yanchen could vaguely feel the chill surrounding him, and shrank back in fear.

"Eat!"

Looking at the food handed to him, Song Yanchen resisted almost subconsciously.

The man took another deep breath, suppressed his temper, and said through gritted teeth, "Are you trying to starve yourself to death?"

Song Yanchen's nose was sore and he dared not speak.

God knows how uncomfortable his stomach is at this time, but how dare he eat the food prepared by the ghost?

Perhaps seeing through Song Yanchen's expression, the man handed the steaming porridge to the other party, and his tone softened, almost hoarse in a pleading tone, "Stop torturing yourself, okay?"

"Your health is not good..."

I don't know which sentence touched Song Yanchen's heartstrings, but he silently took the porridge from the other party and buried himself in eating it.

Just as the man breathed a sigh of relief, he lowered his head and saw the tearful little face of the other party.

Salty tears ran down Song Yanchen's face and poured into the bowl, and he was like a ruthless eating machine, eating spoonful after spoonful without even swallowing a few mouthfuls.

The man is completely insane.

He looked at Song Yanchen's silent protest with red eyes, showing a painful and twisted expression, he stood up and let go of Fang Qi's restraint.

"...you won."

After finishing speaking, the man disappeared into the house again without saying a word.

Tuliu Song Yanchen held his face in his hands, crying bitterly in fear.

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The fluorescence of the computer was reflected on the man's face. He was staring at the words on the computer intoxicated, as if he was immersed in his own world, showing excitement.

This method of committing the crime is so perfect...

The man's eyes were deformed and sick, and the corner of his mouth raised a deformed smile.

Hiss -----

is simply a genius.

At this moment, the man seemed to have been tapped on the excitement point, trembling uncontrollably.

After reading the latest update, the man could no longer restrain his feelings for the author of the book, and began to operate on the keyboard with his ten fingers.

Who...

Who wrote it...

Soon, a bunch of green garbled numbers flashed on the man's computer. He stared at the data above, and said He said something eloquently, and his expression became more and more excited.

Suddenly, the man's eyes lit up instantly, like a sudden eruption of magma, carrying the heat of destroying everything.

Found it...

tsk.

I found it... so

you are here...

so close to me...

The man can no longer restrain his own excitement, starting from his shoulders, trembling uncontrollably, ears After that, a layer of goosebumps quickly rose.

Wait for me...

I'll come to you soon.

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Song Yanchen opened his eyes with a splitting headache, looked around, his throat was still dry and stinging.

For several days in a row, that horrible lecherous ghost never appeared to harass him again, and it seemed that he had really let him go...

But Song Yanchen was like a walking corpse in the past few days, and his mental state was completely shaken. Very poor, upside-down work and rest, irregular eating...

Song Yanchen touched his hot forehead, lay down on his bed, and took a hard look at his phone.

[01:24]

He subconsciously entered the background page of the novel, and glanced at the latest comments.

A special comment was placed at the top, and many layers of follow-up comments were built behind it, which was particularly eye-catching.

【You are simply my emotional muse, looking forward to our meeting. ]

Song Yanchen was taken aback.

And the follow-up comments after this comment are also very dazzling.

[Fuck, here is an author's illegitimate fan. 】

【? ? ? ? ? What kind of idiot speech is this? ? ? ]

[brother? Did you comment on the wrong person? ? ? ? You are a man, right? ? How do I remember that the author of this book is also a man? ? ]

[When I read a horror, suspense and murder novel, and commented on such a sentence to the author, I shuddered inexplicably. ]

[The author runs, there is a pervert here!!! 】

【......】

Song Yanchen just took it as a silly joke for everyone, didn't take it too seriously, and locked the screen silently.

He seemed to have a fever...

Song Yanchen had difficulty breathing and felt very dizzy.

Thinking of this, Song Yanchen stood up with difficulty, and got up from the bed. As soon as he stood upright, he fell to his knees again because of a burst of dizziness.

But he didn't give up.

Song Yanchen grabbed the clothes on the side and covered himself casually, leaning on the wall with difficulty, and stood up.

He's going out to buy some medicine......

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Song Yanchen the whole process He bowed his head and walked forward in a dull manner. Just as he reached the gate, a beam of light hit him directly, and a male voice with some scrutiny sounded from behind him.

"Beauty, are you alone at night?"

Song Yanchen frowned, his head was still a little dizzy, and he glanced behind him uncertainly.

call him?

To be honest, I don't blame Song Yanchen for being so self-conscious, because he has had the experience of being regarded as a girl several times. Although he is not short, at 1.76 meters, Song Yanchen is too thin, has a small frame, and is white. His facial features are very delicate, and his Adam's apple is not prominent.

What's more, it's still night, so it's easier to misread, and besides him, there is no one else here, so it's hard for Song Yanchen to think that the other party is talking about himself.

As Song Yanchen thought about it, the man took photos of him back and forth with a remote flashlight, clicked his tongue, and said with a lewd expression, "Beauty, where are you going?"

"It's not safe to be alone at night, do you want me to accompany you ?" You?" As he spoke, the security guard grinned, revealing his extremely yellow teeth, and he could vaguely still see the vegetable leaves stuck between his teeth.

With just one glance, Song Yanchen immediately recognized the other party.

------The security guard of this building, but several female tenants have reported him for sexual harassment.

Song Yanchen's heart tightened, he immediately lowered the brim of his hat, took a step back, and said forcefully, "You're mistaken, I'm a man."

"Male?" The security guard picked his teeth with his little finger, his eyes were frivolous and naked, I was not persuaded to leave because of this sentence, what's more, I had some uncontrollable expectations.

The security guard's flashlight shone on Song Yanchen's waist. He first took a breath, and then laughed, "Then your ass

is a bit up." Sleek as beads, especially when he was wearing jeans, his hips were well wrapped, and he had an absurd beauty that was incompatible with his slender figure.

Song Yanchen was obviously stunned.

This is not sexual. What is harassment? This security guard doesn't even let men go?

He swallowed, took two steps back helplessly, and almost without any hesitation, he turned around abruptly and ran away.

Abnormal!

The security guard spit out the rotten vegetable leaves stuck between his teeth, stood there and laughed twice, and then chased after him with a flashlight, with a strange smile from time to time, "Hey, don't Run, hello!"

Song Yanchen gasped, and ran faster, his eyes were at a loss, his breathing became short of breath, and his fair face was flushed with a drunken blush because of the exercise, making him look even more It is lovable, and it makes people want to bully him even more.

Like a little white rabbit waiting to be slaughtered.

And the weird laughter from the security guard behind him also became louder and louder.

Help!

"Hiss--"

Song Yanchen looked forward and backward, looking very at a loss, and because he didn't look at the road, he slammed into the arms of the man in front of him with a bang.

Song Yanchen was unprepared, he was startled, and he was knocked back. Fortunately, the man grabbed his waist and pulled him into his arms with quick hands and quick eyesight.

The man was a head taller than him, and he was also wearing a hat. The shadow of the brim of the hat hit his face, making it difficult to see the outline of his facial features. His figure was also very tall and strong, and his arms were tense. Powerful, like a lion.

Song Yanchen was overjoyed.

saved!

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certain ghost: Let go of my wife! ?

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