Chapter 114 8.5 Strange Neighbors

Ellen, an unloved child, has been from the beginning.

Even when she was a baby, Ellen discovered the fact that both her father and her mother were very indifferent to herself, and whether she cried or smiled, she could not get the caress of her parents.

At that time, Ellen, who was often locked in a dark room to reflect, was a crybaby.

But his cries usually drew scolding and whipping from his mother, and beatings and scolding from his father, so he learned to laugh later.

Later, when he grew up, everyone told him that he just had to smile, and a smile would make his parents fall in love with him.

However, the parents still did not.

It doesn't matter, Ellen, who likes to read fairy tales, knows that this is only temporary, and sooner or later, like the protagonist in the story, he will usher in a happy ending.

In the crowded utility room, a scarred Ellen holds a fairy tale book, happily looking forward to a bright future, and a beautiful princess spends the rest of her life with him, sharing all the joys and pains.

Later, a car accident took my mother away.

Ellen still remembered that at that time, both his father and mother were injured, and when he was only ten years old, he tilted his head and smiled at the blood on his mother's neck and the resentful expression on his face.

"What a beautiful red."

Her mother's emerald pupils were also dyed red, as hot as a flame. Her always indifferent mother finally warmed to him, and Ellen was really happy.

I was so happy that I forgot to call the rescuers outside the car to be careful not to open the door - because that would make the thorn in my mother's chest deeper.

Pfft - blood splattered all over the carriage.

After the accident, Ellen lost her legs, and her father was freed from the shackles.

He has a new wife, Ellen's stepmother.

The stepmother was very similar to her mother, even the way she treated Ellen, scolding and berating, whipping and ignoring.

Ellen was sad because he still didn't get the love of his parents.

But he was also very happy because he felt like his life was finally like a fairy tale, with a vicious stepmother, didn't he?

Then, will the princess also come?

[Still not here~]

Ellen looked at the corpse of her father who committed suicide in despair after bankruptcy, and closed the door again sadly.

"Bastard! What did you do to my dear!" The

stepmother was so excited when she saw the body, she knocked on Ellen's door and asked him heartbrokenly why he didn't stop his father's suicide just now.

"Father is very happy, why stop it~"

Ellen tilted her head in confusion, as usual, an angelic smile appeared on her porcelain white cheeks.

The stepmother broke down, and cut Ellen's skin with a knife, and she kept saying words like "devil" and "the guy who shouldn't exist" that Ellen didn't understand.

Then, in order to purify the demon, the stepmother put a rope around Ellen's neck and tightened her arms horribly.

Ellen died of suffocation, his face full of regret.

Because he has not waited for his princess.

Could it be that the contents of fairy tales are all lies?

Sitting in the room where her stepmother hanged herself, Ellen playfully swayed her stepmother's bruised ankle from side to side, watching the dead ghost show a mixed expression of fear and resentment.

Ellen let go when she got tired of playing. He stretched out his fingers and counted the residents of the apartment building.

One, two, three...

so lonely, so lonely, the neighbors who used to play with Ellen before his death are no longer here, is it because he can no longer be bullied like a fool?

Ellen didn't know the answer, but maybe he could play the game with them again, and if he lost, he would stay and play with him forever.

Ellen thought it was a good idea, and a black mist filled the apartment building with excitement.

Let's play a game~ This way, we won't be lonely anymore~

Just as Ellen was choosing the way to play, he heard the voice next door.

Boom—

boom—

in the room, the corpse hanging from the rope swayed with its original strength, hitting the wall next door.

Click--

the sound of the door opening came from next door.

Ellen stopped. He was like a little prince hiding in the dark and watching, secretly looking forward to a new playmate.

In the corridor of the apartment, a dark-haired young man with a bulky suitcase moved in, and he couldn't help laughing when he heard the sound of knocking on the wall next door.

Are there any kids next door?

He clasped his fingers and tapped lightly.

Dong Dong -

"..." The

sound stopped.

The black-haired young man waited for a while, then withdrew his gaze without waiting for a response, secretly complaining about his naivety.

He missed the excited tapping from next door.

Boom—

boom—

the young man who walked out of the room had to go downstairs to carry his luggage. He hurriedly closed the door, like a non-stop spinning top, and brought in a lot of sundries.

Tick-tock-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-the-black-haired youth tidying up the last things ready to go back to the room to rest, the sound of glass beads beating came from the closed door next door.

The black-haired youth turned his head and saw a golden glass bead rolled to his feet.

The sunlight reflected from the corridor windows makes the glass beads appear crystal clear, as beautiful as a crystal ball in a fairy tale.

The young man bent over, and his slender and rounded fingertips caught the glass bead.

The kid next door?

The young man looked at the darkness in the next door, hesitated for a moment, and placed the beads on the inside of the threshold.

He doesn't want a lot of things, and he doesn't want troublesome interpersonal interactions.

Didi Di—— There was a hurried call from the mobile phone, the young man answered the phone before he could straighten up, nodded and bowed in response to the reprimand from the other end of the phone, he hurriedly closed the door and left the apartment, perhaps not until the early morning. return.

After a long time, the golden glass beads in the door next door rolled into the depths of the darkness without wind, and a palm so pale that it could only belong to a dead person folded and put away the glass beads.

The black-haired, black-eyed Snow White smiled at him, it was so beautiful~

In the darkness, the corpse lying on the wheelchair moved its long-stiff limbs, and slowly raised the corners of his mouth.

Closed curtains, dim room, filled with the aroma of food.

"La~la~"

Her plump lips parted slightly, humming a gentle nursery rhyme.

Gently relax the wrist, the fragile skin of the egg cracks open, the yolk and egg white are mixed together and flow into the container.

The mixed-race teenager with short black hair curled his lips, and his pale face was full of youthful love like a girl, admiring his sweetheart.

On that day, he waited for his own princess~

Ellen's dark green eyes curled up, and her smile was filled with morbid obsession and possessiveness.

The princess picked up the golden ball on the ground and handed it back to the prince who was trapped in the room.

The princess, with his heart, will always be together.

They will be happy together forever like in fairy tales, so happy~

呲呲——

The hot oil was scalding hot, and a round poached egg was fried in no time. His arms that were as pale as a dead man trembled slightly, and he poured the poached egg into the plate.

It is a sun egg in the shape of a heart.

"La~la~" The

nursery rhyme ended successfully, and the black-haired boy looked expectantly at his lover in the next room.

In the bedroom, Yao Ye, who was sleeping soundly, was awakened by a seductive aroma. He opened his eyes, dazedly rubbed his messy black hair, and his fair and delicate cheeks were still flushed from sleep.

"Huh? What does this smell like?"

Yao Ye, who was overly happy, was excited for most of the night because his boss had just died yesterday. He would inevitably lack energy when he woke up in the morning. When I was washing in the bathroom, I saw the dishes on the dining table not far away.

"!!!"

Yao Ye was shocked, his heart suddenly became cold, he quickly looked back at the door lock of his bedroom, it was safe and sound, he began to recall the feeling when he opened the door just now, it was locked just like last night. , is not turned on.

Still, that guy is sensible and didn't do some disgusting things in the middle of the night.

But... this pervert, is it possible that he regards himself as a snail girl?

Yao Ye looked at the poached eggs and bacon milk on the table. After a moment of silence, he picked up the plate with a dark face and was about to pour it out.

Who would dare to eat something made by perverts, who knows what would be put in it, nail spiders or something, it's all possible.

He wouldn't even eat it!

Gulu - Yao Ye's flattened stomach made a protest.

Yao Ye: "..."

Why don't you just eat a little?

After all, I woke up late today. If I don't eat this, I will go to work hungry. It's impossible for that guy to be poisoned. After all, he has to follow him.

Yao Ye pondered for a while, but still poured out the milk that was most likely to put things in it. After a brief wash, he sat at the dining table and began to eat.

The color of the milk would remind him of something disgusting, and he chose not to drink it because the pervert was really so limitless.

And after seeing the lover poured out the milk, the ghost with black hair and green eyes sitting at the table showed the aggrieved expression of a little daughter-in-law.

Are you going to throw it all down again?

What do you like dear?

Chinese food?

However, it won't do.

Ghost shadow bowed his head, inferior to his own incompetence.

If the princess' wishes cannot be fulfilled, can the prince be with the princess forever?

The ghost shadow's pale fingers were firmly clasped on the table, and the black mist symbolizing resentment could be faintly seen between the fingers, and the originally handsome and pure face also appeared deadly blue and purple.

Incompetent guy... This is the second time, my dear must be angry, and it's useless to apologize.

...It's all your fault... Hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee! ! ! ...

Ghost Shadow's terrifying face is full of resentment towards itself, it curled up uneasy, wrapped its hands around itself, its nails deeply digged into the arms on both sides, and with a little force, it tore off a large piece of flesh and blood, revealing the bright red texture. When he came out, the blood stained the ghost's white coat, which he had specially changed to please his dear.

No use... all useless...

Ellen, still a child no one likes.

The ghost shadow covered his head, his dark green pupils dilated, and there were many bloodshots in the whites of his eyes.

Princess, are you leaving Ellen?

No...they can be together forever, darling, stay forever...forever! ! !

The pale ghost raised his head, clinging to his lover, his eyes full of deep possessiveness and a chilling twisted love, it tightly wrapped around his lover, terrified.

The black mist around Li Gui's body was also thicker, and he circled the room with his teeth and claws, symbolizing Li Gui's unstable mental state.

"Hmm..."

Yao Ye swallowed the bacon in his throat, and after pondering for a while, he still had to admit awkwardly that the perverted cooking was delicious.

"...The taste is not bad, um, why don't you become a chef with this skill, you have to be a stalker..."

Yao Ye shook his head regretfully.

good to eat?

Honey, do you think it tastes good?

The pale Li Gui was stunned for a moment, and the expression full of sadness instantly turned into a smile on his face, sweet and happy.

For Ghost Shadow, the approval of a lover is the sweetest honey in the world, so sweet that even the heart is stuffed with candy, and the blood is full of sweetness.

The ghost, who was still bleeding, hugged the lover in his arms happily.

It rubbed his lover's cheek and whispered intimately to his lover.

——Darling, you always act like a spoiled child~ So cute~

Yao Ye stopped the knife and fork in his hand for a while, pretending that he didn't hear anything, and gobbling it up.

He didn't hear any coquettish words, he wasn't sick, and he didn't need to go to the hospital to spend money.

In the final analysis, it was the stalker pervert who forced him to be like this, but it's okay. After the pervert gets tired of him and leaves, he will be able to return to normal.

Yao Ye was convinced of his idea, so he refused to take medicine with more peace of mind.

After eating quickly, Yao Ye wiped his mouth contentedly, and after cleaning up, he was ready to go out to work.

Standing in front of the mirror in front of the entrance, Yao Ye tidied up the bow tie around his neck, and his white fingers inadvertently touched another finger with well-defined joints.

A finger as pale as death.

! ! !

Yao Ye was startled, and when he looked down again, there was only his hand on the tie.

What? What was it just now?

Also, that angle...why does it look like someone is hugging him from behind?

The green-eyed ghost stuck to his lover's neck, narrowed his eyes, and intertwined his fingers with his lover's.