Three hours later.
The darkest moment before dawn.
With the promise of “living and dying together” from Chu Huai, Jin Tianyi barely survived the fifth attack from the ghost, and now they had a brief moment of respite.
Chu Huai listened quietly to the sound of liquid dripping that had been there for over half an hour, and turned his head with a smirk: “Do you know what this sound is?”
Jin Tianyi’s heart skipped a beat, he avoided Chu Huai’s gaze and tried to brush it off: “I… don’t know.”
But before he could finish, Chu Huai grabbed his wrist.
Jin Tianyi winced in pain and tried to pull his hand back, but Chu Huai wouldn’t let go.
“Don’t know?” Chu Huai raised an eyebrow. “Then why did you wince?”
There was a deep wound on Jin Tianyi’s arm, the flesh and blood were turned over, and the wound was clear. The warm blood slowly trickled down the crack and onto Chu Huai’s fair hand, then disappeared into his sleeve, which was soon soaked.
The sticky air was filled with a faint smell of blood.
Chu Huai was angry. After the attack from the ghost, he had been worried about Jin Tianyi and asked if he was okay. Jin Tianyi had confidently said he wasn’t hurt, but now he was covered in wounds.
Jin Tianyi tried to play it off and leaned in with a smile: “As a good… girlfriend, I should pretend not to know at times like this.”
His lips were pale, his face lacked color, and his condition was not good, but he still tried to joke around.
Chu Huai, however, was not in a good mood, and they still had one more day and night to endure.
They had no useful clues about how to survive, and Chu Huai began to suspect that their initial assumptions were wrong.
Perhaps this is simply an unsolvable horror film.
Indeed, the word “truth” was written in bloody words, but does knowing the truth really mean knowing the way out?
It’s like the Japanese version of “The Grudge”. Even if you know how Kayako became a curse and entered the house, what’s the point? It’s still a dead end, and no one can escape.
Perhaps knowing the truth is of no help to their safety and leaving the copy, but instead will divert their attention.
If this is really an unsolvable horror film, there is no way out, and the only way to survive seems to be to endure until the end of the film recording, which is Sunday night at twelve o’clock.
But this method is too brutal, and the hope of survival is based on the death of teammates.
What if Jin Tianyi couldn’t endure and died…
Chu Huai tightly closed his eyes and forced himself to think further.
If Jin Tianyi died, his role would be replaced by another, but this is not fair at all. The luckiest one would be the last one to die in order.
Then this would become a completely luck-based film.
Does luck really play such a big role?
He believes it doesn’t, so there must be another way to help them endure the next forty-plus hours.
Perhaps the key lies in the N shots?
Because the room was unsafe, Jin Tianyi had the new people sleep in the living room together.
The new people quickly fell asleep, feeling absolutely safe and trusting Jin Tianyi’s intelligence and abilities. The dark villa gradually filled with even breathing sounds as they rested to prepare for what was to come.
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Jin Tianyi lit a candle and whispered: “Are you sleepy?”
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Feeling a sharp pain, Chu Huai couldn’t help but “hiss” and immediately thought that he was done for.
Feeling Chu Huai’s warm blood in his palm, Jin Tianyi couldn’t help but laugh: “You’re so tough, why are you hissing?”
When the ghost suddenly attacked earlier, Chu Huai had rushed over to help him, and Jin Tianyi clearly heard Chu Huai grunt in pain. However, Chu Huai had only said that he had fallen hard.
“Did you fall?” Jin Tianyi smirked: “I said I was bleeding just now, why does it feel like someone was playing a duet with me?”
It was clear that the injury was caused by the ghost’s attack.
Chu Huai’s old trick was exposed, and he suddenly lost his temper. He cautiously and seriously said: “As a qualified… boyfriend, you should pretend…”
“Bullshit,” Jin Tianyi cut him off with a curse, leaving Chu Huai speechless.
Without further ado, Jin Tianyi dragged him upstairs and bandaged his wounds. Watching him grimace in pain, Jin Tianyi felt both heartbroken and amused.
This person had so many tricks up his sleeve, and he was easily fooled if one wasn’t careful.
After finishing up, before Chu Huai could even breathe a sigh of relief, Jin Tianyi suddenly hugged him, casting a huge shadow.
Suddenly enveloped by Jin Tianyi’s cool breath, Chu Huai widened his eyes and was about to curse and struggle, but Jin Tianyi muffled his voice: “Just let me hold you for a while and feel at ease.”
His voice was thick with exhaustion.
Chu Huai’s eyes were stunned, and he obediently stayed still but retorted: “Just for a while, I’m keeping track of the time.”
Luo Ziyang tossed and turned but couldn’t fall asleep.
With his brain, he couldn’t figure out why Jiao Jiao had such a fierce conflict with the boss. He could only vaguely understand Jiao Jiao’s words, but based on his understanding of both of them, he knew this was no ordinary matter.
At times, Luo Ziyang also hated his own stupidity, always being passively protected and becoming a burden to others.
But he vaguely remembered that he wasn’t always like this. When he was a child, his teacher praised him for being smart. Although he wasn’t a genius, his brain was definitely quick-witted. He just had a long reaction time and often did silly things.
He felt more and more useless as he grew older. Luo Ziyang shook his head and laughed bitterly.
His memory was always poor, often unintentionally slipping into a daze, his mind empty. He even doubted several times that he had Alzheimer’s disease and went to the hospital for a check-up, but the results were normal.
He always felt like he was missing a piece of memory, and that the loss of this memory caused his intelligence to decline. But everyone around him said there was nothing wrong, and his memory was fluent and complete.
He had been frustrated with this sense of loss for years, feeling abnormally empty and aimless.
He always subconsciously searched for and pursued something, but didn’t know what he wanted to pursue. What qualifications did a person who didn’t even know what they had lost have to pursue something?
He always dreamed the same dream, in which he was writing homework with a bitter face, and someone suddenly hugged him from behind, wrapped their arms around his waist, and pressed their chin into his neck, calling him “Brother Luo.”
In the dream, he could feel the heat of the person’s skin around his waist and the burning heat of their breath on his face.
His heartbeat was like a drum, and the writing in his homework book became increasingly crooked and floated upwards.
He was already quite old but still felt like a young girl in love. He couldn’t believe this was his high school life, which was extremely dull and consisted only of school and home with no excitement like this teenage boy.
He was absolutely certain that he had never experienced this before. His memories of high school were extremely clear.
He had also tried to ask those old classmates, but they just shook their heads and laughed at him, saying it didn’t seem like they were lying to him.
Luo Ziyang laughed as he thought about it. They really had no reason to lie to him.
So it must be that his life after growing up was too miserable, causing him to reminisce about the boring yet fulfilling life in high school, even fantasizing about innocent love that could make his face blush just by holding hands.
He might have picked XiaoYe because he felt a little similar to the boy in his dream with his slender arms and legs and youthful face, who also called him “brother.”
Luo Ziyang quietly got up and followed, so as not to cause trouble for Chu Huai and Jin Tianyi. He saw the two of them narrowly avoid danger time and time again, his heart almost jumping out of his chest. While he resented his own helplessness, he was also envious of their mutual support.
He really wanted to fall in love and have someone who could “live and die together” with him, although… it seemed like that person would be at a disadvantage no matter how you looked at it.
XiaoYe, that son of a b****, had run away.
It was another assassination attempt. The curtain suddenly blew up without warning, and a pair of pale hands suddenly reached out from behind the window and reached for Jin Tianyi. Before Luo Ziyang could even scream, Chu Huai had rushed forward without hesitation.
Soon after, he heard the conversation between Chu Huai and Jin Tianyi.
It turned out that their injuries were all for the sake of others who were working hard and sacrificing themselves.
It was always like this.
Drowned in self-loathing, when he came to his senses, the two of them had disappeared.
He thought carefully about Chu Huai’s words and finally understood.
He wasn’t completely helpless to do anything for them.
Chu Huai’s faith couldn’t be lost, but he didn’t have much faith himself. Or rather, his companions were his faith: Jiao Jiao and the boss, as well as all the people who were good to him.
He wasn’t that great. The people he cared about could be counted on one hand.
Luo Ziyang didn’t even hesitate, he went back to the living room and attacked Gao Yuan, who was pretending to be his girlfriend on the sofa.
He had also watched the film “Abandoned Hotel”. If he hadn’t entered this world, he would have certainly despised what the former building owner had done, but now he thought, what was wrong with wanting to live as a person?
The essence of society was plunder and elimination, whether in the exam room, the marketplace, or the battlefield, right?
He wasn’t noble.
He didn’t want the boss to get into trouble.
He didn’t want Jiao Jiao to get into trouble either.
So these irrelevant bystanders could only be sacrificed.
Luo Ziyang was unusually calm. In the pitch-black darkness, he tightly covered Gao Yuan’s mouth and nose, watching her once-clear and lovely face gradually turn onion-like purple.
She slowly stopped struggling, only staring at Luo Ziyang with full of resentment in her beautiful eyes, just like the eyes in a painting.
Luo Ziyang suddenly let go, feeling relieved. When he touched his face, he realized that he had been crying without realizing it. He felt numb, without any pain.
He chose to go after Gao Yuan not without his own consideration. Even if he’s stupid, he hasn’t forgotten that he’s acting. Killing someone requires a suitable motive. He didn’t kill Pangzi because he didn’t have a reason to, but he had one to kill Gao Yuan.
His script shows that Gao Yuan cheated on Zhai Yu behind his back, and Zhai Yu knew about it and held a grudge. He temporarily didn’t expose it to maintain the appearance of a sweet relationship due to fear of losing face.
Jin Tianyi played Zhou Ling, who asked Zhai Yu to bring his girlfriend Gao Yuan to celebrate his birthday. Zhai Yu didn’t want everyone to know the truth and mock him, so despite his resentment, he still brought her along.
Luo Ziyang turned back as if he sensed something, and in the dark, six blood-red eyes were watching him in the direction of the second-floor staircase.
Six eyes!
Luo Ziyang suddenly realized.
When they die, will they… become a part of the painting? Just like the door gods.
Almost at the same time as Gao Yuan took her last breath, eyes appeared on the painting…
Resentment enters the painting, and the ghost remains, maintaining a certain eerie curse.
Previously, Chu Huai and Jin Tianyi had an accident in Xia Yu’s room, but Xia Yu, who slept there the night before, was unharmed. The only difference was that there were eyes on the painting outside Xia Yu’s room.
So… is a room with a painting without eyes hanging outside temporarily safe?
Luo Ziyang was confused.
He remembered that when he was in the car to the villa, he looked up and saw a pair of blood-red eyes on the roof. It disappeared with a flash, and he thought it was his illusion.
If that wasn’t an illusion, then the problem arises.
When they were all alive and well, whose eyes were those? A ghost’s? Then why do they look so similar to the eyes in the painting?
Is the purpose of those eyes to monitor them?
He must tell Chu Huai and the others about this discovery.
He was lost in thought when the words [Actor Luo Ziyang completes a tense plot: kills girlfriend during the chaos, forming a sharp contrast with Zhou Ling and Shen Huai, the director is very satisfied with the plot, and Actor Luo Ziyang gains some director’s favorability] suddenly appeared in his mind.
Luo Ziyang was stunned.
The sequence was completely disrupted. The indiscriminate killing began.
The fat man who was sleeping on the floor nearby covered his entire body with a blanket, trembling all over.
He was just woken up by his urge to go to the bathroom but witnessed the entire process of Luo Ziyang killing someone.
He desperately covered his mouth, controlling himself not to make any sound. He was afraid of being discovered by Luo Ziyang and implicated.
He trusted the residents of the apartment, especially the cheerful and naughty Luo Ziyang, but he didn’t expect…
It turns out that the residents really can kill.
This cognition made him collapse.
He didn’t see anything… he didn’t see anything!
Upstairs.
Chu Huai frowned: “It’s a bit strange. It’s been so long and I haven’t had any palpitations.”
Jin Tianyi pondered for a moment and said: “The ghost is impossible to give up on attacking me and targeting other people.”
Jin Tianyi paused and said: “Unless…”
A scream of horror from Luo Ziyang came from downstairs.
“Xiao Ling! Gao Yuan, she… she’s dead!”
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Nooo don’t do that 😭 😭 😭
But I’m glad to finally learn more about Luo Ziyang! Thank you for the update!
Brother Luo, maybe you should overthinking sometimes
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Ohh so everyone’s memory was manipulated to remove Luo Ziyang’s loved one from memory in his story.
Aiya 😞 this be hittin hard. Slow witted but decided for his close comrades’ safety, he would kill. At least xiao luo was able to learn some clues.
Is it weird that what is said about Luo Ziyang how he used to be some way but not anymore is as if the author was writing about me?