There was only an empty vase on that coffee table, and when he came in just now, it was also an empty vase, but when Mizhen went out for a while, a bouquet of irises was placed on it!
"Hey, what's going on, Mizhen?" Xiyue looked at Mizhen immediately, her eyes were full of helplessness and despair.
Mizhen was not surprised by this situation, after experiencing so many instructions in blood, she knew very well that once she was involved in the blood, no matter how weird the phenomenon happened, there was nothing strange about it.
However, residents can survive by means of livelihood, so what about Xiyue? She was just used as a "prop" indicated by the blood words. Under such circumstances, it was impossible to predict what would happen next.
Xiyue quickly rushed out of bed, ran to the vase, grabbed the bunch of flowers, rushed to the window, and threw it down! Then, she curled up in a corner by the wall, sobbing continuously.
"No, don't come, don't come to me!"
Mizhen immediately ran over, wrapped her hands around her shoulders, and said, "Tell me, Xiyue. What's going on? What happened between you and Wang Shaojie?"
If it is a resident, then there may be no cause and effect for the release of the ghost, but Xiyue is not a resident and is also involved, which proves that she is likely to have a lot to do with the death of Wang Shaojie and others. If you know this, then maybe there is a way to unravel the bloody characters. And Xiyue herself probably knows the truth of everything.
"I, I don't know!" However, Xiyue's face was full of fear and panic, she just kept waving her hands, but her eyes completely revealed a lot of shock.
She was clearly lying.
Yazhen became more and more sure about this. In any case, without knowing all this, she would not be able to go any further. Now, even leaving this place is meaningless. The bloody instructions did not mention that this is the place where the bloody instructions are executed. That is to say, no matter where they go, Yan Lang and Xiyue cannot get rid of this nightmare.
"Tell me, Xiyue!" Mizhen still refused to give up, and said loudly: "Do you know how serious the situation is? This is not a joke! If the situation continues to develop, you, Yan Lang, including the inside of your stomach This child of mine may encounter an accident! So hurry up and tell me everything you know! I promise you, no matter what you say, I will not tell others!"
She had guessed what Xiyue was worried about.
At this time, Yan Lang opened his eyes. His body was lying on a hospital bed, surrounded by a group of colleagues. He looked around and seemed to be in a hospital.
"Xiao Yan, are you awake?" The marketing manager was beside him, saw him wake up, and said with a sigh of relief: "Really, it's frightening to death. After you passed out in the elevator, we will send you to the elevator immediately." The hospital is here."
At this time, Yan Lang felt his brain was in chaos, and after a while, he suddenly recalled the blood-stained chair he saw! The terrifying picture reappeared in his mind, making him sit up immediately.
Then, he recalled the phone call from Xiyue and the words he said.
"Could it be that… "
A horrific hypothesis began to cross his mind, and he rushed out of bed immediately, saying, "Manager, I need to take a day off, sorry, I have to go back right away!"
"What are you kidding? You should take a break and..."
"No, no!" He hurriedly put on his shoes and said, "I have to go home to see my wife right away, maybe something big will happen, don't let anyone stop me!"
At this time, the fear in Yan Lang's heart was even greater than when he saw the chair in the elevator. He has no idea what Xiyue will face now!
After rushing out of the ward, he ran downstairs desperately! Fortunately, the stairs in the hospital are full of people coming and going, so he doesn't need to be too scared. After rushing to the lobby on the ground floor in one breath, he desperately went out, came to the road, and stopped a taxi!
"Master, go to the Moon Road!"
At this time, Yan Lang's heart can be said to be twisted like a knife, and the past events of that year have also begun to churn in his heart...
Yan Lang has always been a very introverted and cowardly person. This has something to do with his family. Being from a poor family, he has some inferiority complex and is often bullied by others. The more later, the more timid and fearful. Therefore, he was obsessed with online games for a while, because in the game, he can put aside all kinds of pain in the real world, kill all directions, and be admired by countless people. "World of Warcraft", "StarCraft", "Resident Evil", etc. are the most important memories of his middle school days. Because of this, he indulged in Internet cafes for a long time, and became more and more infatuated with the game world. But after a long time, he even started to write some game scripts by himself, setting the game's characters, props, occupations, and upgrade systems. Countless. And the more it is written later, the more mature the setting in all aspects. So much so that later, he even started to make his own web pages, and gradually displayed his games on the web pages. It's just that, with low self-esteem, he has never shown the game script he wrote to anyone, and has always been creating silently.
After being admitted to university, he still did not change his obsession with games. He often visited Internet cafes near the college to buy strategy magazines and game peripherals. However, apart from playing games, he often secretly watches Qian Xiyue on weekdays.
Back then, when he met Qian Xiyue for the first time, Yan Lang was astonished as a heavenly being. Of course, out of inherent inferiority complex, he didn't dare to have any wishful thinking. However, sitting behind Qian Xiyue every day and watching her secretly made him feel very enjoyable. As time went by, the more he watched Qian Xiyue's elegant speech and gorgeous appearance, he couldn't help but be fascinated by it. In the class, Wang Shaojie, who pursued Qian Xiyue most aggressively, kept sending out irises. Although Qian Xiyue refused again and again, Wang Shaojie became more and more frustrated.
And Yan Lang's nightmare gradually began.
That day, he sat on a stone bench in the academy with the game guide magazine he just bought, reading it with relish, when suddenly, the magazine was taken away by one hand.
He raised his head, but saw a young man who was nearly a head taller than him standing in front of him. The young man had a fierce look on his face and said, "You are Yan Lang, right?"
Yan Lang immediately recognized that the person in front of him was Luo Ziqiang, one of Wang Shaojie's three followers. He could only reluctantly respond: "Yes, that's right, I am..."
Before he could finish speaking, Luo Ziqiang pulled Yan Lang's collar up, and then two men walked nearby, both of them were menacing, making people shudder. It was Wang Shaojie's other two followers, Xue Long and Zheng Hua. The three of them gathered together and looked at Yan Lang maliciously, until his whole body was terrified.
"You guys, what are you going to do?"
"What are you doing?" Xue Long smiled and said, "Let's go, take him to see Brother Jie!"
Not long after, they dragged him to a secluded place in the academy, where very few people passed by. Then, Wang Shaojie came from a distance.
Yan Lang really didn't understand at the time, how did he offend Wang Shaojie
Finally, Wang Shaojie came to him and said, "Yan Lang, you know why I called you here today?"
"No, I don't know."
"Oh, I don't know." Wang Shaojie showed a strange smile, and then he swung out a punch, which hit Yan Lang hard in the abdomen, and kicked him again!
"I told you not to know! I told you not to know! Damn, during class, didn't you always sit behind Qian Xiyue and peek at her? Do you think I don't know that you secretly took pictures of her with your mobile phone?"
"Brother Jie," Xue Long asked suddenly, "I have a question, he is not the only one who pursues Qian Xiyue, so why deal with him?"
"Cut, everyone else is quite sensible and dare not argue with me, but this kid has always been wicked! Sooner or later, Qian Xiyue will be mine. I planned to get her into bed as soon as possible, but this kid actually dared to secretly take pictures." My woman! Court death!"
Luo Ziqiang grabbed Wang Shaojie by the back of the neck, then pushed him to the ground, and said, "Brother Jie, this kid is so cowardly, he was so frightened that he was shaking like this!"
"Don't, don't hit me!" Yan Lang was so frightened at this time, he said loudly: "Wang, Wang Shaojie, ah, no, Young Master Wang, your lord has a lot, let me go! I dare not take pictures of Qian Xiyue again! Yes, really, I promise, I promise!"
"Huh!" Wang Shaojie said in a cold voice, "You want to eat swan meat, you toad, so save yourself! You guys, greet him well, by the way, don't hit him in the face. Don't worry, my father said something , the people in the Academic Affairs Office are all pretending to be like grandchildren, I will protect you, and it's okay to be disabled!"
Yan Lang was frightened out of his wits by his swearing appearance, and immediately begged for mercy: "Ancestor, uncle, please, please forgive me, I can do whatever you want..."
"beat!"
Then, there was a merciless punch and kick. At that time, because of being repeatedly rejected by Qian Xiyue, Wang Shaojie was in a bad mood, so he used Yan Lang as a punching bag.
Of course, he wasn't really maimed, but they also beat him quite severely. Although Yan Lang begged for mercy again and again, it was useless.
This was the beginning of all Yan Lang's nightmares.
Because of his cowardice and cowardice, he didn't dare to tell anyone. Besides, he also knew Wang Shaojie's background. His father was the boss of a large multinational company, and his mother was a high-ranking official in the government. They also had many relatives who were officials. , with such a strong background, no one dares to provoke her easily. Therefore, he had no choice but to bear it silently.
He no longer dared to face Qian Xiyue. Although he was still obsessed with her, he was even more afraid of the demon Wang Shaojie. After that, Wang Shaojie still pestered Xiyue with a shameless face, and the frequency of sending irises became more and more frequent. Later, Qian Xiyue herself said that she felt like vomiting when she saw the iris.
On that day, Qian Xiyue returned the iris flower to Wang Shaojie in front of many people in the class, and said angrily: "Wang Shaojie, don't you understand Chinese? I have said it several times, and I have no respect for you." Interesting! You send flowers every day, drive a sports car to show off your wealth in front of me, and force you to buy me clothes and jewelry. What are you thinking? If you want to show off your wealth, find someone else, I don’t like you!"
Then she ran away without a word. However, Wang Shaojie laughed and said, "Everyone, do you think I've wavered? No, this is the beginning! I, Wang Shaojie, will never have a fortress that cannot be conquered, and Qian Xiyue is the same!"
In fact, everyone knows that Wang Shaojie's so-called liking for Qian Xiyue, who knows whether it is true or false. Relying on his status as a rich second generation, he spends his days out drinking and drinking, and the women he has slept with have long been counted. Qian Xiyue, I'm afraid she just wants to have fun.
However, every time Qian Xiyue rejected him, he would pass on the pain to Yan Lang to vent his anger. In his opinion, Yan Lang, a coward, is the best target for bullying, and even more so, a human sandbag. However, at first it was just beating, which made him feel bored, so he decided to play new tricks.
So, he began to torture Yan Lang again and again in various ways.
In the college, there was an abandoned auditorium, and that place became the best place for Wang Shaojie to torture Yan Lang.
That day, after he was forcibly brought in by Xue Long and others, he looked at Wang Shaojie with a pale face. In order to avoid him, Yan Lang has skipped classes many times, but it is impossible not to come to school all the time. He also went to the Academic Affairs Office a few times later, but the teacher's answer was always "it's just a small fight, such a big man, can't he handle things by himself?" to prevaricate. Or, he just didn't believe that Wang Shaojie bullied him at all.
"I heard that you went to the Academic Affairs Office a few days ago?" Wang Shaojie was sitting on a chair in the auditorium, smoking a cigarette, and said coldly: "Your house seems to be a noodle stall, right? Well, I How about I find a few people to smash your stall in two days? It must be very interesting, right?"
"You, don't take action against my parents!" Yan Lang was frightened and begged for mercy: "You, please let me go, what's the point of torturing me like this?"
"Interesting, you have such a good ready-made punching bag, where can I find it? Qian Xiyue didn't give me face today, so I have no choice but to find it from you. Well, Zheng Hua, get your camera ready, and I will take a clearer picture later. Ah. Xue Long, Luo Ziqiang, took off his clothes!"
"No!" Yan Lang struggled desperately, was he finally at this time, and cursed: "Wang Shaojie, you bastard!"
As soon as these words came out, Luo Ziqiang hit him hard in the chest with his elbow, and knocked him to the ground!
"Dare to scold brother Jie, isn't this kid tough?"
"Hmph, what are you afraid of?" Xue Long grabbed his hair and said, "Ziqiang, take off his clothes quickly! Hmph, this kid is not a beauty, and it's worthless to take pictures of him!"
"It doesn't matter." Wang Shaojie showed a cruel smile and said, "With that thing, wouldn't it be fun to keep Yan Lang as a slave by your side in the future? Don't you think so?"
At this time, Yan Lang showed a look of despair, and then his shirt and pants were taken off, but he was powerless to resist. He felt that he would never be able to fight against the demon in front of him...