After reading the first sentence in the diary, Tang Ning felt a chill down his spine.
He looked at the date again, July 22nd, which was his first day in this copy, except that he arrived on the evening of the 22nd. Was this diary written by the original "Tang Ning" during the day
Tang Ning continued reading. It said:
Uncle Zhang told me that every bus driver who passes lane 22 will encounter misfortune. It is said that this is because more than 20 years ago, a pregnant woman stopped a bus on the way and four cars drove past her, but no one came to rescue her.
In the end, the pregnant woman died of two deaths. She was already full of resentment, and she died next to a mass grave, so she became a ghost and was filled with resentment towards all drivers who passed through Road 22.
A colleague of Uncle Zhang when he was young once drove to Road 22 and had a car accident. The front of the car plunged straight into the river next to a mass grave. Not only this accident happened, but all the drivers passing through Road 22 seemed to have suffered a bad ending.
From then on, bus drivers no longer drove to Lane 22.
The new leader thought this was feudal superstition and was ready to reopen the 22 roads. After Uncle Zhang told me about this, I realized that this might be a good opportunity.
This bus will take me to Huangquan Station, the world of death, which is my long-cherished dream.
Wish me a safe journey.
The diary ends here, and Tang Ning's tone at the end is even relaxed and yearning, as if death is his only relief.
Why would a person seek death
Tangning suddenly realized that he didn't know the original "Tangning" at all. The system said that "Tangning" was weak and fickle. Uncle Zhang said that "Tangning" risked her life to shoot the video.
But what is the real "Tang Ning" like
What kind of person is this "Tang Ning" who has the same appearance and similar tastes as him, and even sets the same password as him
Tang Ning opened the "Tang Ning" channel. The latest entries in the column were all extremely hardcore explorations of abandoned hospitals and abandoned residential buildings, with eerie architectural drawings as the cover. Tang Ning felt scared even through the screen.
Tang Ning scrolled down and finally found Tang Ning's first video. Surprisingly, Tang Ning's first video was quite casual. The cover photo showed Tang Ning sitting in a warmly decorated room, hugging a pillow and smiling at the camera. Her eyebrows were curved and her eyes were bright.
The top comment under this video is: "Wow, what on earth did the up master go through in this year? He actually went from a healing silly little angel to a supernatural adventure devil?!"
Tang Ning looked at the "Tang Ning" in the video and suddenly felt an unprecedented sense of wonder. He felt that the other person was like himself in another world.
It should be said that the carefree "Tang Ning" in the first video is very similar to him.
Click to play the video, and the young man frozen in the screen starts to move. With a straight face, he talks about the theme of this video: "You may not believe it, but every company I've worked for has had ghosts."
Even the voice, tone and word choice are exactly the same.
"When I was at my first company, my colleagues always felt unreasonably hot, but I sat closest to the air conditioner and felt as cool as if someone was blowing air on my neck. I didn't sweat a drop. Looking at my colleagues, who were all dressed up, I couldn't help but feel out of place, and finally submitted my resignation."
Tang Ning subconsciously leaned the back of his neck against the pillow and carefully covered the left and right sides of his neck with his hands.
"After I left, my colleagues discovered that the floor heating in our office had been turned on by mistake at some point."
The comments were as follows: "This is so fake. The main valve of the floor heating needs to be opened specially and checked before opening. Even if the air conditioner is turned on, won't the soles of your feet be hot?"
The young man on the screen smiled cleanly and clearly at the camera. The moment he smiled, all the comments turned into: Help! This is too sweet! Woohoo baby, you are right!
Tangning scrolled to the end of the video and saw the young man on the screen happily announcing, "So with the support of my boyfriend, I decided to quit my job and become a full-time blogger!"
Tangning clicked on the second video.
The theme of this video is "Adult Friendship". The young man in the video is still sitting on the soft sofa, quietly talking about how his friends left him one after another after graduation because of work, marriage, and various other reasons. When he said this, the young man seemed very lonely.
His long eyelashes cast a small shadow under his eyelids, and the corners of his lips were slightly pursed. When he was sad, he revealed a very pure childishness, a sense of fragility that made people feel distressed.
The comments were full of comments: I'm determined to be your friend! Damn, I'm actually heartbroken.
The next moment, the young man suddenly raised his head and smiled brightly, "But today, I met a new friend!"
The camera was pointed at a beautiful American Shorthair. "Her name is Kai Xin. She has a great personality and she is one year old!"
Tangning's eyes widened.
He also has an American Shorthair in real life, and that American Shorthair is also named Kai Xin.
"The main purpose of making this video is to tell everyone that I have a cat!!!"
Tang Ning clicked on the third, fourth, and fifth videos, all of which were of the same lighthearted and silly style. The turning point was the eighth video, which was titled "My Cat Is Missing."
The young man looked very haggard, his eyes were red and his voice was hoarse. He posted the information of the American Shorthair and revealed the location of the community where he lived at the time.
After this video, "Tang Ning" stopped updating for two months.
Two months later, his videos took a major turn, and the theme of his updated videos was "The Method of Seeing Ghosts at Crossroads".
The young man in the video has lost a lot of weight, and after losing weight, his body shape is closer to Tang Ning. Tang Ning is much thinner than the average person because of his job.
He saw the young man in the video sitting at the intersection with a pale face. He prepared three dishes, a meal and an empty bowl. In the dead of night, he was tapping the empty bowl with chopsticks. He was shaking like a sieve, obviously extremely scared. But then he did something he shouldn't have done.
He stopped banging the dishes and looked straight ahead.
The method of seeing ghosts at the crossroads is said to attract hungry ghosts, but you must never stop during this process, because once you stop, you will be seen by the ghosts.
The video was silent for a full ten seconds before "Tang Ning" suddenly smiled. His face flushed with fear. His cold black eyes were washed by tears, becoming clear and fragile. They were filled with a beauty that was about to break, making people easily think of flowers that were about to rot.
"So this is a ghost," he said.
The screen was pitch black, reflecting Tangning's stunned face.
In all the videos that followed this one, the fear on "Tang Ning's" face became less and less, and her expression became cold and numb, like a beautiful doll without life.
He seems to have no fear of supernatural things and can challenge things that are scary and weird in the eyes of ordinary people without changing his expression. He is called the "Big Devil" by his fans.
After watching all the videos, Tangning's confusion did not ease, but instead became even more intense. The past scenes were linked together and kept replaying in his mind like a revolving lantern.
"You live in a place where someone killed him."
"Yes, I picked up a dead person."
"Would you be happiest if you risked your life for a video?!"
"Ying Xing told me that he didn't want to involve you in such a weird thing."
"That man is a psychopath."
"Be careful who you sleep with."
"Wash away all the dirt."
"Don't trust others casually."
"Tangning, you don't really think Mo Yunchu is a good person, do you?"
In the dark, Tang Ning closed his eyes and said to himself, I am "Tang Ning".
I am Tang Ning.
My ex-boyfriend broke up with me because of some ghostly incidents.
All the companies I worked for had problems, and with the support of my current boyfriend, I quit my job and stayed at home to be a full-time blogger.
My social circle is limited to my ex-friends and my boyfriend. My boyfriend is a big star and he can't always be with me. When he's not around, I like to get together with my friends.
My friends left me one by one for various reasons.
I was lonely, so I got a cat.
My cat is missing.
I am very sad.
Why should I be sad, why am I so sad
I was so sad because I suddenly realized that all the people or things that were close to me were moving away from me.
The last one to stay with me.
Only my pillow.
In the endless darkness like the sea, Mo Yunchu's ghostly handsome face slowly emerged, with sharp facial features, a tall and straight nose, and a pair of dangerous and charming eyes under the thick and long eyebrows. He looked like a predator that controlled people's hearts, or an evil and cold-blooded demon.
These eyes had gazed at him deeply countless times when he was sleeping.
Tang Ning suddenly opened his eyes, his hair stood up, his whole body felt cold, and the sound of his teeth chattering echoed in the quiet room. He hugged himself like a small animal that had strayed into a trap.
Some things cannot be thought about too deeply. The more you delve into them, the more terrifying they become.
Why did Lu Yingxing keep running into trouble when dating "Tang Ning"? Why did Lu Yingxing suddenly escape danger after they broke up? And why did Lu Yingxing suddenly die the same day he met him again
Did he really know the truth about Lu Yingxing's death? Did he really understand the person who lay beside him every day? Could he really tell when Mo Yunchu was acting and when he was telling the truth? !
If it was really Mo Yunchu who killed Lu Yingxing, then it would explain why Lu Yingxing made such a commotion in the villa!
So if that's the case, why did Mo Yunchu suddenly take him to Lao Liu's house today and tell him about the Taoist priests being liars? Was it to sow discord between him and Boss Hao? !
After he put on the jade gift from Boss Hao to ward off evil spirits, Mo Yunchu suddenly left in a hurry. Could it be that...
The faces of Mo Yunchu popped up one by one. He was a cold, calm and cruel officer, a quiet, gentle and reliable doctor. Sometimes he was high and mighty like a ruthless god, and sometimes he bowed down and kissed the toes like a humble believer.
— "Since Xiao Ning likes my acting, I am willing to continue acting like this for the rest of my life for Xiao Ning."
Such gentle and affectionate love words are the most vicious curse in the world.
Tang Ning took off Mo Yunchu's shirt in fear. He pulled it so hard as if he was treating something dirty. His snow-white hands trembled as he put on his original clothes and wrapped himself tightly.
That's ridiculous.
This is ridiculous!
He was actually lying on this bed, looking forward to Mo Yunchu's arrival, looking forward to Mo Yunchu's hug, looking forward to Mo Yunchu's body temperature, and even looking forward to Mo Yunchu's kiss.
A kiss from the devil!
Tangning grabbed his hair like crazy. He was stunned for a moment, then quickly called Boss Hao. Like a helpless person grasping at his only lifeline, he spoke incoherently to the person on the other end of the phone, "My boyfriend seems to be a ghost. Help me. What should I do?!"
"Where is he now?" asked Boss Hao.
"He went out for something, but I don't know when he will be back. He said he would be back as soon as possible." Tang Ning's brain was in a mess of fear. He bit his fingers nervously, and his dark eyes kept moving.
He saw the rag doll that had lost its legs and had white maggots surging in the broken cotton wool. He saw the red water dripping from the ceiling onto the bed. He saw Mo Yunchu's photo album placed on the bedside.
They are all ghosts.
A cruel and cunning evil spirit lurks beside him, watching him with eager eyes.
He will die.
He will definitely die!
"Boss Hao, can you please take me in and let me stay at your house for a night?" Tears dripped down her cheeks and fell on her snow-white jaw. Tangning said in a trembling voice, "I have money. I still have more than 10 million. I can pay the money. I'll give you all the money, okay?"
"Of course. Don't be nervous, just take my jade pendant and run away. Let's do this: run to the cemetery behind your house. There is an acquaintance of mine there who can protect you temporarily." Boss Hao immediately gave a solution.
"Is it the gravekeeper?"
"Yes, do you know him?" asked Boss Hao.
Tangning burst into tears of joy. He knew he had made the right choice. He said happily, "Thank you, thank you all, thank you all."
After hanging up the phone, Tang Ning turned on all the lights in the corridor and ran downstairs quickly. A cold aura kept chasing him from behind. Tang Ning's knuckles were stretched white from holding the ancient jade. The edges of the jade dug into his flesh, causing severe pain. However, Tang Ning needed this kind of pain to feel that he was still alive.
Run faster! Run faster!
He ran past the spiral staircase, and the portraits of all sizes on the wall were looking at him in a distorted manner. Sometimes they turned into Lu Yingxing's face, and sometimes they turned into Mo Yunchu's face.
Stop looking at me, please, stop looking at me, let me go
Tang Ning's vision was blurred by tears. He couldn't see the stairs downstairs clearly, but he could see faces everywhere. It was Lu Yingxing and Mo Yunchu.
—"If you want to climb higher, choose me. Although I am not as high as Mo Yunchu, at least you won't be smashed to pieces when you turn around and try to escape."
A cold force shackled his ankles, and the force was so strong that it seemed to break his bones. Tang Ning's body fell forward due to inertia. In front of him were layers of stairs, an endless abyss, and the eighteen levels of hell. He tumbled down like a bird with broken wings.
Blood soaked the steps, spreading a series of bright crimson colors on the high stairs. The well-proportioned fingers tightly grasped the ancient jade, and the jade corner cut the delicate palm with such force. Tang Ning's eyes turned black in pain, and his whole body twitched and spasmed uncontrollably.
Scarlet blood flowed from his forehead and mixed with the tears that had not yet dried up, creating a wet, bright red mixture, like rose petals being crushed to release juice. Tang Ning raised his head with great effort, his shoulder blades trembling constantly due to the continuous and lingering pain, like a butterfly flapping its wings to fly.
Get up quickly! Get up quickly!
He desperately mobilized all the strength in his body, trying to squeeze out the power of every cell. With his trembling body, Tang Ning stood up with difficulty and stumbled towards the door.
One step, two steps
The bloody fingertips fell on the door handle.
Very good.
Very good!
Tang Ning excitedly opened the door. Outside, there was a storm, thunder and lightning. Lightning streaked across the dark sky, illuminating a familiar tall figure.
The hope in his heart that had not yet fully risen was shattered like a bubble, and the fear like a tide flooded Tang Ning's eyes. It seemed that the blood in his body was about to freeze into ice.
The handsome face in front of him showed a look of pity towards him. The warm and dry fingers held up Tang Ning's dazed face and gently wiped away the tears and blood stains on his face.
"How did you get yourself into this state?"
A deep and charming voice.
Mo Yunchu held the bloody fingertips between his lips. The strong smell of blood stimulated Mo Yunchu's pupils to shrink continuously. His chest rose and fell more and more, but his expression remained perfectly calm. "It's okay. I'm back, Xiaoning."
No.
Pupils filled with tears could not hide the fear. Tangning trembled at Mo Yunchu's words. He instinctively sensed the danger and stepped back in panic, shaking his head and saying, "Don't come over here! Don't come over here! Don't come over here!!!"
"Xiao Ning, what's wrong with you?" Mo Yunchu stood there gentlemanly and asked with concern.
Tang Ning closed the door with trembling hands and quickly locked it. Mo Yunchu knocked on the door slowly from outside. Each knock was so clear and loud. The knocking sounds overlapped in Tang Ning's heart, making it so heavy that he could hardly breathe.
Tang Ning opened his mouth and gasped for air, taking deep breaths to force himself to calm down, and then he ran in another direction.
The empty hall was filled with the sound of Tang Ning's messy footsteps. Blood kept flowing out of his wounds. Tang Ning felt dizzy. He pressed his temples and suddenly the figure of Mo Yunchu appeared in his mind again.
Tangning's memory was always bad, but at this moment he could still recall Mo Yunchu's dry and warm palm, his wet hair and clothes, and even his spotless leather shoes.
Why can people who return from a downpour remain dry
Tang Ning was stunned.
He played back the surveillance footage and tuned it to the front door. He saw that Mo Yunchu, who said he had to leave for something, never left the gate of the villa.
Whether Tang Ning was eating dinner alone or tossing and turning in bed, his tall and slender figure always stood quietly by the door, from the hot afternoon to the pouring rain, like a still silhouette.
Tangning couldn't help shaking. At this moment, he thought of many things. He even began to hate himself for suddenly remembering everything. Why did he remember the surveillance video that Lu Yingxing sent him before he died? Why did he remember that Mo Yunchu in the video could appear in every corner of the villa without any warning
The handsome man on the screen slowly raised his head, his dark phoenix eyes fixed firmly on the direction of the surveillance camera.
The upturned thin lips revealed a hint of blood. Mo Yunchu was like an elegant gentleman. He grasped the door handle and pushed open the locked door.
Click.
Leather shoes stepped on the smooth floor.
The huge villa was brightly lit, and the winding staircase was covered with blood. The blood was the most eye-catching signpost, spilled on the smooth tiles, and then covered by the slow trampling of leather shoes.
Even the interval between each footstep was controlled to be exactly the same.
Finally, the leather shoes stopped in front of a beautiful woman who was huddled in the corner and shivering.
The bright blood soaked the black hair, and drops of blood seeped from the hair to the pale cheeks, like cinnabar spreading on the finest rice paper.
Her wet eyes stared at Mo Yunchu in fear from bottom to top, tears falling like pearls from a broken string. She was extremely fragile, yet also extremely beautiful.
Mo Yunchu opened his thin lips and said gently: "I found you."
Tang Ning couldn't help but shudder. He held the ancient jade tightly, like pointing a gun at Mo Yunchu who was so close to him.
Mo Yunchu lowered his eyes and looked at the ancient jade in Tang Ning's hand. His eyebrows were slightly raised, and his calm face did not show any panic, as if he was staring at a harmless prank.
This look almost made Tang Ning lose the strength to resist.
"Xiao Ning, you're injured. I'll take you to the hospital." He reached out to snatch the ancient jade from Tang Ning's hand.
Tears flowed madly from her eyes. Tangning held the ancient jade against her heart with both hands and shook her head desperately at Mo Yunchu. Her trembling lips managed to utter a weak voice, "No, no."
The slender hand stopped in mid-air.
At this moment, Tangning suddenly saw a glimmer of hope. He begged with a trembling voice, "Please let me go?"
Mo Yunchu stood in front of Tang Ning, looking down at him, his handsome face remaining almost frighteningly silent.
Tang Ning was extremely frightened, but instead he felt a bit of courage to go all out. He grasped the ancient jade tightly in his palm, stood up tremblingly, and approached Mo Yunchu tremblingly. His soft, bloodless lips kissed Mo Yunchu's cheek in a flattering manner.
Mo Yunchu didn't make any movement and didn't have any expression.
Tangning cried as she whispered, "Hubby, please don't take my jade, okay?"
After a while.
Mo Yunchu looked at him with a calm and frightening look, "Okay."
Tangning's tears continued to drip down his jaw. He couldn't help but cry and laugh at the same time. He looked so fragile and soft, like a dodder flower, but his delicate roots were firmly planted in the towering tree. "Honey, I want to play a game with you. I ask you questions and you answer them. Okay?"
Mo Yunchu looked at Tangning for a long time and said, "Okay."
Tangning stretched out the first finger and asked softly, "Hubby, did you kill Lu Yingxing?"
"no."
Tangning sobbed like a kitten. She rubbed her wet face against Mo Yunchu's chest, feeling distressed and blaming herself, "Hubby, I'm so stupid. I can't tell which of your words are true and which are false. I can't see through you. Can you please tell me the truth?"
Mo Yunchu lowered his eyes and listened to the person in his arms sobbing and asking, "Husband, did you drive away everyone around me, leaving me with only you to rely on?"
There was a long silence.
"yes."
After hearing this answer, Tang Ning's heart sank completely, as if he had fallen into the abyss. Yes, if he had not fallen into the abyss and perish with the devil, how could he be crazy enough to want to make a deal with the devil
He is such a stupid person.
How can we escape from the devil
But if he doesn't do this, what else can he do
Tang Ning stood on tiptoe, hugged Mo Yunchu's neck desperately, and kissed Mo Yunchu's lips in a sacrificial posture. Tears slid down from the corners of her eyes and dripped onto Mo Yunchu's clothes.
"Honey, let's play another game, hide and seek." Tangning leaned close to Mo Yunchu's ear, her voice so sweet it sounded like honey. Plus, he had been crying for so long, so his voice was a little nasal, and it was unusually soft and sticky. "You catch, I hide, what do you say?"
Mo Yunchu's handsome face was expressionless. He looked at Tang Ning calmly. His deep eyes seemed to be able to see through all of Tang Ning's thoughts.
Tang Ning knew that his acting skills were not very good. He closed his eyes and lost his vision. His other senses were infinitely magnified. Tang Ning could smell the scent of Mo Yunchu, a deep and light woody scent. He always felt that this woody scent was inexplicably familiar. Now he suddenly understood where this familiarity came from.
It is the finest sandalwood.
He had smelled it in the coffins of funeral processions.
That's ridiculous.
Others grabbed the life-saving driftwood, but he grabbed the coffin that sealed the evil spirit.
Tears fell from wet eyelashes and were rubbed onto Mo Yunchu's face by Tang Ning. He rubbed Mo Yunchu's ears in an unskilled manner, like a frightened kitten, putting away his claws and all his bad temper, trying hard to please his master.
Tang Ning knew that Mo Yunchu normally liked this kind of physical contact, but now Mo Yunchu didn't move at all. Tang Ning didn't dare to open his eyes or look at Mo Yunchu's expression at the moment. He thought that he must still have a cold look that scared him.
Why don't you respond to me
Why don't you hug me
Tangning carefully hugged Mo Yunchu's waist. He thought he must look very ugly now, and his head must be broken and bleeding, which would make Mo Yunchu lose interest. What should he do? What should he do? Tangning sobbed and trembled as he clumsily kissed Mo Yunchu.
Mo Yunchu's lips were tightly pressed into a straight line, rejecting his advances. Tang Ning tried hard to pry open Mo Yunchu's lips and teeth. He kissed Mo Yunchu bit by bit, but Mo Yunchu did not respond at all. Tang Ning finally broke down. He buried his head in the crook of Mo Yunchu's neck, calling Mo Yunchu's name over and over again in a voice full of tears.
"Mo Yunchu."
Please let me go.
"Mo Yunchu."
Please save me.
"Mo Yunchu."
"I love you."
It seemed like a century had passed, yet it also seemed like only a dozen seconds. Mo Yunchu suddenly pinched Tang Ning's jaw, forcing Tang Ning to raise his head. Although other parts of his body were in excruciating pain, the part that was pinched by Mo Yunchu seemed to be particularly painful. It hurt so much that Tang Ning couldn't help but open her eyes, and looked at the handsome face so close to her with tearful eyes.
He saw that the face was stained with a little blood, and the beautiful lips were kissed by him to turn a rich red, which made Mo Yunchu look like a vampire at this moment.
Before Tang Ning could see the emotions surging in those narrow and long phoenix eyes, the slender and strong hands suddenly lifted up the back of his head, Mo Yunchu lowered his head and kissed him fiercely.
It was a fierce and long kiss. One was trembling, and the other was attacking cruelly. Only when the lips and teeth were intertwined like this, the true emotions deep in Mo Yunchu's heart would slightly reveal themselves from under the perfect mask.
He hugged Tang Ning's waist tightly, like a towering tree embracing a dodder and letting it grow.
Tang Ning's heart was beating rapidly and he was almost out of breath. He seemed to have touched upon some of Mo Yunchu's emotions. Anger, sadness, and helplessness, even if he leaked just a little bit, it was so strong that it hurt his heart.
After the kiss, if Mo Yunchu hadn't held him, Tang Ning would have collapsed to the ground. He stared at Mo Yunchu with his lifeless eyes, and Mo Yunchu stared at him as well. Perhaps it was because Mo Yunchu's eyes were deep and his eyelashes were thick, so when he looked down at anyone, he had a heart-warming affection, so deep that it seemed as if he could give everything for the other person.
"Do you agree?" Tangning asked with a glimmer of hope.
As soon as she finished speaking, Tangning saw the expressionless man suddenly smile. The corners of his lips curled up, and his smile was so beautiful. His eyes and eyebrows were full of tenderness. "Okay."
Really?!
Tangning could hardly believe his ears. He said in a trembling voice, "That's great. Thank you."
Before she could finish her words of thanks, she was interrupted by the man's deep and charming voice, "But I only give Xiao Ning half an hour."
"In this half hour, Xiao Ning, run as far as you can, because once the time is up—"
"I will capture Xiao Ning and never let her go."
Mo Yunchu looked down at his watch and announced gently, "Now, the game begins."