"What happened? Tell me the address? I'll come pick you up right away." Mo Yunchu spoke a little faster, but still calmly enough to give people strength.
Against the backdrop of the sharp and cracking system sound, Mo Yunchu's voice is so beautiful.
Tang Ning's tears were completely out of his control. He cried while giving the address. All around him was cold darkness, like a ferocious beast in the abyss waiting to devour someone, and he was about to be swallowed up skin and bones.
The cold body pressed down on him tightly, and the big palms pinched his waist, as if to break it.
Tangning was shaking with pain. Every second was torture. He didn't know how long he had held on. His body was shaky and he didn't dare to open his eyes. The ghost kept talking to him. Sometimes it was the system's voice, sometimes it was the voice of Tangning's real-life manager. So many voices switched back and forth. It seemed like countless heads were lying on Tangning's shoulders, shouting at him in unison:
"Jump!"
“Jump down!!”
“Jump down!!!”
The hand moved from the waist to the ankle, and a huge force pulled Tang Ning down.
Tang Ning held his phone in one hand and grasped the handrail with the other. He was exhausted. The heavy object tied to his foot seemed to break his ankle. In the darkness, Tang Ning struggled hard, his whole body was shaky, and his foot in the shoe suddenly stretched out a beautiful arch, as if dancing a strange dance.
it hurts.
It's so cold.
So tired.
A cold and soft touch came from Tangning's neck. A small head pressed against Tangning's ear and whispered softly, "Mom."
A nightmare sound.
Tears flowed silently, Tangning's whole body was shaking. An irresistible force dragged one of his feet forward a step. The coldness hit him, and he fell into the abyss.
A slender and strong hand grasped his wrist firmly.
Warm.
The warm and powerful force pulled him out of the abyss. He fell backwards and fell into a broad and strong embrace. His whole world collapsed at this moment. Tang Ning smelled a deep and light woody scent at the tip of his nose. It was the unique scent of Mo Yunchu, a scent that was so reassuring that it could bewitch people.
"Xiao Ning!" Mo Yunchu's tone revealed fear. He seemed to have run up and was panting slightly when he spoke. "Why are you so careless? You almost fell down the stairs..."
The heart in his chest was still beating violently, as if immersed in the aftermath of fear. Tang Ning slowly opened his eyes. The light was on and there was a bright light in front of him, which made his brain go blank. His dazed black eyes were filled with tears, and they seemed to be on the verge of breaking under the light.
Under the glaring light, the dilated pupils focused slowly, and crystal tears flowed out from the red eye sockets, winding down along the clear white skin, gathering at the delicate jaw, about to fall.
Mo Yunchu, who was muttering anxiously, stopped opening and closing his thin lips, and his narrow and long phoenix eyes widened slightly at this moment.
He looked at Tang Ning.
Tang Ning didn't know how stunningly beautiful he was at this moment when he was dominated by fear. The red marks from crying, the graceful lines of his neck, the trembling lips... He looked like a delicate and fragile work of art, or a sacrifice ready to be slaughtered.
"... ..."
"Mo Yunchu?"
"Mo Yunchu?"
The nasal voice had a soft tone to it, just like a frightened kitten crying pitifully one after another. Shrouded in fear, Tang Ning could only seek Mo Yunchu's help.
After being called several times, Mo Yunchu suddenly came back to his senses, and an apologetic look appeared in his phoenix eyes. "I'm sorry, I was a little tired from filming today, and I accidentally got distracted. Xiao Ning, what did you just say to me?"
After hearing what Mo Yunchu said, Tangning quickly said, "It's my fault for not letting you rest properly."
When he apologized, he tightly grasped Mo Yunchu's clothes with both hands. He was so scared that he still cared about others besides himself. "I have something to trouble you."
"What's the matter?" Mo Yunchu asked.
"Lu Yingxing came with me. Have you seen Lu Yingxing?" Tangning asked worriedly.
"What happened to Lu Yingxing?" Mo Yunchu asked with concern, like a good boyfriend who loves his wife and his family.
Tangning remembered that the system said not to tell Mo Yunchu about the ghost. He quickly thought of a solution, "I wanted to find him to record the next episode of the supernatural channel, but I accidentally got separated from him."
"Let's try calling?" Mo Yunchu suggested.
Tangning then remembered that his phone seemed to have a signal. He called Lu Yingxing and heard a hoarse man's voice on the other end of the phone: "How are you? Are you hurt?"
"I'm fine. How are you?" Tangning asked with concern.
"I seem to have fallen down the stairs. I just woke up and found that it was already 11 o'clock in the evening. I am now on the fourth floor." Lu Yingxing cursed softly, "This place is really fucking weird. The driver Lao Liu's door won't open no matter how hard I knock. I don't know if he fell into a deep sleep. Forget it, where are you? I'll come to find you first."
"I'm at the staircase on the second floor." Tangning added, "Mo Yunchu is next to me."
Lu Yingxing, who was originally cursing, stopped and said nothing. After a while, Tang Ning saw Lu Yingxing limping down. There was a big blood scar on Lu Yingxing's forehead and he looked very embarrassed.
In comparison, Mo Yunchu, who was already decent and elegant, looked even more charming.
"Good evening." Mo Yunchu smiled slightly. "Thank you for taking care of Xiao Ning today. You don't look well. Do you need me to call 120 for you?"
"Good evening, big star. I'm just lame, my hands are fine, so I won't bother you." Lu Yingxing leaned on the handrail of the stairs. "Taking care of Tangning is not a big deal. I'm not like you, a freeloader. I have plenty of time to spend with him."
His words seemed to be belittling himself and praising Mo Yunchu, but in reality, they were mocking Mo Yunchu for being too busy with work to spend time with Tangning, and for having to have him, her ex-boyfriend, take care of her.
Mo Yunchu's smile remained unchanged, as if he didn't understand the ridicule in Lu Yingxing's words. "I feel relieved to have a friend like you to take care of Xiao Ning. I just received a call from Xiao Ning crying and asking me to pick him up. I was really scared. I thought something happened to Xiao Ning."
Mo Yunchu's tone was gentle, and his expression was impeccable, as if he was truly grateful for having someone like Lu Yingxing to take care of Tang Ning.
However, Lu Yingxing's expression became very ugly.
Mo Yunchu's words translated to mean that he had not taken good care of Tang Ning, and in the end, he, the official boyfriend, had to step in.
Lu Yingxing had no way of refutation at this because it was the fact.
Tangning saw Lu Yingxing's miserable face and said worriedly, "Lu Yingxing, are you feeling unwell? Let's stop talking and go to the hospital."
The two men looked at Tangning at the same time, as if his words were somewhat inappropriate. Tangning blinked blankly, not realizing that he had interrupted an invisible confrontation. After all, in his eyes, the two men had just been chatting harmoniously.
"Xiao Ning is right. Can Mr. Lu go to the hospital alone? Do you need me to call an assistant for help?" Mo Yunchu asked.
Lu Yingxing said coldly: "No need."
After saying that, he hopped down the stairs on one foot. Although his leg was lame, it did not affect his speed at all, and he went down the stairs very quickly.
"I have to accompany him to the hospital." Tang Ning said as he tried to follow him, but Mo Yunchu grabbed his hand.
"It's late, Xiao Ning, you need to get some rest." Her deep phoenix eyes looked at him intently, "and it's not safe for you to come back from the hospital alone at night."
It's not safe to be alone at night.
Tangning suddenly remembered the equation "leaving Mo Yunchu = ghost baby appears". His face turned pale and he tightly grasped Mo Yunchu's arms with both hands. "Okay, then, let's go home."
That villa is also a terrifying existence, but Mo Yunchu lives in it.
Mo Yunchu, Mo Yunchu.
Tang Ning kept repeating this name in his mind, as if this name had some magical power that could help him gather up his courage again. Mo Yunchu, what a nice name, like the cloud that clears away the fog, or the rising sun.
For him, home is not a villa, but Mo Yunchu, who is warm, considerate, unconditionally tolerant and gives him a sense of security. In this weird copy, Mo Yunchu is a safe haven for him, a beacon in the darkness, and his only trump card.
Mo Yunchu hugged him and said softly, "Okay, let's go home."
What a warm embrace.
When going down the stairs, Tang Ning snuggled up to Mo Yunchu all the time. Even though the corridor was narrow, he and Mo Yunchu walked side by side holding hands, just like a pair of affectionate lovers.
The entire neighborhood was eerily quiet. When Mo Yunchu drove away from the neighborhood, Tang Ning secretly glanced out of the car window. He saw that all the lights in the entire building were off. All the residents had fallen into a deep sleep after eleven o'clock. The pitch-black high-rise building was like a dormant ferocious beast that must not be disturbed.
Tang Ning quickly looked away, looked at his nose and then his heart, telling himself not to think too much about it.
system... ...
He called out carefully.
What's wrong
A cold male voice rang out in Tangning's mind.
Tang Ning's body trembled. He felt terrified when he heard the system's voice.
I seemed to be deceived by a ghost in the corridor. The ghost changed into your voice to lure me. Does the ghost know your existence
The ghost doesn't know the system and the game. It can only create an existence that you trust based on your subconscious mind. During the game, I cannot interfere too much with the player's behavior and cannot reveal too much information. Don't trust others casually.
Tang Ning agreed obediently, and he asked again: System, I feel it is safest to stay with Mo Yunchu. Can I keep clinging to Mo Yunchu until this instance is over
Nothing is absolutely safe. What would you do if one day a ghost turned into Mo Yunchu
Tang Ning's mind went blank for a moment.
Only by getting rid of the ghost baby as soon as possible, leaving the copy and returning to reality can you get real safety. The novice copy is the simplest world. If you only learn to rely on others in the novice copy, then in the next more difficult world without Mo Yunchu, who will you rely on
The system mercilessly shattered Tang Ning's fantasy.
Can't I just stay away from this game completely after I come out of this copy
Can.
Only dying people can enter this game. If you refuse to enter the next copy, you will face real death in reality, and dead people will no longer enter the game.
Tang Ning sat in the car blankly, looking at the dark world outside the window.
I don’t know if it’s because he has received too much stimulation in the past two days, but he didn’t collapse when he heard the system’s words.
So how can we get rid of the ghost baby
With your current abilities, you can find people who are truly practicing in this copy, and use their power to seal the ghost baby, or find out the reason why the ghost baby is born, reduce the ghost baby's resentment and liberate it.
Tang Ning asked the system what it meant to be a person who truly practiced cultivation, but the system did not respond. It seemed that the following information was not something the system could reveal.
Thank you for telling me so much.
Tangning said seriously. He sniffed and tried hard to smile.
Like a stray kitten, try your best to lick its fur clean and tell yourself not to be afraid of difficulties.