Such good-looking children are easily bullied in private orphanages.
Because this place can't accommodate such beautiful things.
But he seems to be seldom bullied. Although he is always injured, the unlucky people are the ones who bully him.
Bai Liu likes to watch the drama of this somewhat ruthless and lonely kid alone fighting against a small group that bullies him.
He is very lonely, his body exudes the smell of strange mushrooms and rich blood, and the back of his bare hands are always densely packed with fresh pinholes, sometimes with blood seeping out from the pinholes, always being He wiped it away carelessly.
He hardly talked or communicated with anyone. On the other hand, no one dared to come forward and talk to this strange child who was paler and paler than a vampire.
He doesn't seem to care about this, he always goes to places where no one wants to go by himself, staying for a whole day.
And this is what Bai Liu likes to do.
This person is sitting in the church behind the orphanage, sitting in the first row of the idol, turning over a book, and reading it carefully, page by page, Bai Liu, or Bai Liu, is sitting not far from him. There, with a little lazy interest, he put his hands on his face, curiously observing this strange guy and the book in his hand.
Suddenly, he turned his head to look at Bai Liu, raised the book in his hand, and said in a low tone, "Are you going to read it together?"
Bai Liu glanced at the title of the book "A Record of the Murder of a Slender Ghost", and he said, "Okay."
"Will you invite other people to read with you like this?" Bai Liu sat next to him, turned his head to ask him, "And I'm very curious about how you got this kind of book in the orphanage, it's illegal. Pin? When the dean sees that woman will go crazy and will say that we are violent and bloody."
There are still pinholes in his hand when he flips the book. He is looking at the book intently with his head down. He does not turn his head to Bai Liu, but he answers Bai Liu’s questions one by one: "I asked other people if I wanted to read it together. , But they all screamed and ran away when they read the contents of the book. I got the book from outside, and I like to read these horrible things."
"Why do you like these horrible things?" Bai Liu asked interestingly.
He said: "Because I think I am also terrible."
He squinted at Bai Liu: "Do you like it too?"
"I like it too." Bai Liu smiled, "I like watching the plot of terrifying monsters slaughtering human players."
Later, the kid who read with Bai Liu began to find more and more terrifying books and games from outside to share with Bai Liu.
They hid behind the church, under the gods, and under the blessing and disregard of the gods, they secretly played the horrible contraband in these orphanages, played all kinds of horrible games, read all kinds of horrible painting books, But Bai Liu had a pleasant smile on his face—he started to like to be with this kid a little bit.
He is different from Lu Yizhan. When Lu Yizhan and Bai Liu play games, he will basically let Bai Liu go. If he loses, he smiles and scratches his head, saying that Bai Liu is really amazing.
But this guy’s aggressiveness is completely incompatible with that indifferent appearance. No matter what type of horror game he plays, this person will kill wildly, and then beat Bailiu to take first place, and lose in Bailiu is depressed and discouraged. Sometimes, he would occasionally be a little uncomfortable not to come over, pat Bai Liu's shoulder unskillfully, and say, come on, you might be able to beat me next time.
Bai Liu will challenge him again soon. Such repeated defeats excites him. He finds it very interesting to play games with this person.
They were tired of being together all day, and gradually became two freaks floating outside the crowd.
But soon, the book "Long and Long Ghost Murder" was discovered by the teacher during the general cleaning. The book was confiscated and reported to the dean. The dean became furious and called out the children in the hospital to stand. Outside, they asked one by one, who on earth brought this unhealthy picture book back to the orphanage.
Everyone kept their heads down and trembling, no one dared to stand up.
So the dean was angrily, in front of everyone, tearing up the book page by page.
Bai Liu pressed his lips tightly. He tilted his head up in the crowd, staring straight at the "Long and Thin Ghost Murder Record" that was torn to pieces by the dean. He and that person didn't know how much he looked through. Painting books all over the world.
No one admitted who brought this book back. Everyone desperately denied it and pushed the pot on Bai Liu and the strange child.
When the dean pressed Bai Liu's body, Bai Liu also denied that it was his painting book.
Only he did not deny.
He stood calmly in front of the dean, lowered his eyes to look at the fragments of the picture book on the ground, and asked the dean: "Are you afraid of this book?"
He raised his head to look at the dean: "Or you are afraid that it is me, right? You think I am a terrifying monster that will cause bad things to happen to you?"
The dean looked a little alarmed at him, looking dodgingly at the pinholes on his body, did not dare to look at him directly, and dare not answer him.
This book that shouldn't have appeared in the orphanage was caused by the incident, but in the end it was only lifted up high by the dean, put down gently, and let him go.
He always has privileges with the dean and will not be easily hurt. The dean seems unable or afraid to do anything to him.
Like he said, the dean seemed very afraid of him.
Not only the dean, but the teachers here are also afraid of him, afraid of the bloody smell on his body, afraid of the intoxicating smell of mushrooms, their fear is hard to conceal, and even this fear eventually spreads to the children who are good at observing words and colors in the orphanage. Body.
These children who didn't understand what was happening also began to fear him.
The child was hostile to him, repelling him, beating him, and after discovering that he could not be beaten, he looked at him from a distance with the kind of horrified eyes that looked at monsters, and arranged him with all kinds of gossips and horror stories that he had imagined.
He became a monster that would grow pinholes and bleed himself.
But he didn't care, just squatted down calmly to pick up the fragments of the torn book.
After the crowd dispersed, only Bai Liu stood beside him, squatting down with him to pick up the fragments of the book.
They wrapped up all the fragments they picked up and took them to the church-that was their safe zone.
Because there are no children or teachers willing to go there, the church of the orphanage will only be open on special days. On that day, there will be many people who seem to be rich to baptize these children and perform strange rituals. .
Bai Liu escaped every time during the ceremony. He didn't like the eyes of rich people watching children.
It's like a greedy look at the goods.
After each ritual, his body will have more pinholes, his face will become paler, and he will become more and more like a marble sculpture without blood.
Bai Liu and him silently pieced together the torn "Elongated Ghost Murder Record" on the church table, and directly above them, the idols were watching their attempts to glue a book that had no repair value at all. Book of childish games.
"Do you think those people here really believe in the existence of gods?" Bai Liu asked suddenly, "Do you think gods exist?"
He still lowered his head quietly, using his fingertips to piece the pieces of paper together, and he asked Bai Liu, "Do you believe it?"
"I don't believe it." Bai Liu gave the answer straightforwardly. He pointed to the picture book fragments on the desktop and said casually, "If there is a god, let him turn this pile of paper into a real lanky ghost. Shadow to me."
Bai Liu Nian Shu became a little irritable, but the other person was still very patient.
He raised his head: "Are you unhappy when you were torn the book?"
"No." Bai Liu quickly vetoed it.
He looked directly at Bai Liu, and continued to ask: "Do you like this picture book very much? Like lanky ghosts?"
"Not at all." Bai Liu quickly vetoed it again.
He bowed his head again without any waves, and continued to piece together the pages: "I see."
Bai Liu rarely felt depressed: "What do you know?!"
One month later, Bai Liu finally knew what he knew.
Below the church, an ugly doll that looked like a long and thin ghost sat peacefully in the first row under the idol, with its back straight.
This doll seems to be made of sheets and quilts discarded in various welfare institutions. There is a straw on its head and patches of different colors all over the body. This makes this [skinny ghost] look poor and clumsy, like A homeless man who is not very skilled in the business.
[Elongated Ghost] Turned his head and looked at Bai Liu who was standing at the door in a daze. He raised his hand and didn’t know how long it took to put it together. Asked him in his tone: "Would you like to see it together?"
Bai Liu sat down calmly and calmly read the book with him for less than a minute. Then he buried his head in the table and laughed: "... Your face poking out of this puppet is so funny."
"The face needs to be made with bandages." He explained faintly, "I can't find so many bandages. You can just use my face. I think my face should be as scary as the face of a long and thin ghost."
"I don't believe it, you keep covering your face with your hair, in case your face is more terrifying than a long and thin ghost—" Bai Liu took advantage of the fact that the other party was not paying attention, and it was inconvenient to move in a doll costume. Bai Liu forced his hands up when he turned around. Opened his hair.
At the moment they opened, the two people looked at each other strangely, and both fell silent.
Silver-blue, it looks like white eyes without eyeballs, looking faintly at Bai Liu, and Bai Liu’s dark pupils reflect his face completely—silver, staring at Bai Liu’s eyes, clear The jaw line, and the pale, bloodless lips.
Ten seconds later, both of them looked away at the same time.
Bai Liu retracted his hand that had touched the opponent's forehead, squeezed calmly, and his breathing became slightly faster.
And he lowered his head, with one hand hanging under the table and squeezed tightly, as if he was about to glue his eyeballs into the book, turning the book every second, not knowing what could be seen at such a fast speed.
"Do I look... scary?" he asked softly.
"It's okay." Bai Liu replied reluctantly, "It's not terrifying."
"Then why is your heart beating so fast?" he asked, "Isn't it shocked by me?"
"No." Bai Liu took a deep breath. He closed the book and stood up with his back facing him, "Let's see here today."
"Wait." He embraced Bai Liu slightly from behind, put the repaired book into Bai Liu's arms, and said softly, "It's repaired, I'll give it to you."
Bai Liu didn't dare to look back inexplicably, he held the book with a tense expression, and quickly left.