Chapter 140 My Stupid Imoto
——Hello, Feng Yuhuai, I want to play a game with you!
——Or should I call you [Mask]? Hehehe, but don't be afraid, there are still 48 hours before you are exposed, you still have a chance.
——You have the opportunity to change yourself and your destiny, but whether you can make the right choice, only [link] can give the answer!!!
Can you imagine how Feng Yuhuai felt when she saw the three lines of words on the phone screen? She felt as if the three lines of words had come alive, like maggots crawling out of a rotting corpse, wriggling into her eyes, making her shudder.
Although the quilt was already warmed by body temperature and she was holding a warm and delicate body in her arms, Feng Yuhuai felt a chill rising from the bottom of her heart, and fine cold sweat oozed out of the pores of her skin.
She shuddered involuntarily, and goose bumps appeared on her originally charming face, as if countless tiny tentacles were spreading under her skin, suddenly covering it with hideousness and gloom.
"I'm exposed?"
"Some people know that I am [Mask]. No, I am not [Mask]. I am just an imitator. But was I really caught as the real [Mask]?"
Obviously,
Her strategy of imitating [Mask] was successful, and even the person who was exposed believed that she was [Mask]. However, it also failed because she was about to be exposed as [Mask].
I originally wanted to pass the blame to [Mask], but now, I really have to take the blame for [Mask]. Does this count as shooting myself in the foot?
Feng Yuhuai's mind was extremely confused.
She took a few deep breaths slowly, and tightly grasped the rag doll in her hand. The doll's tongue was deformed by being pinched and stuck out like a hanged ghost.
Feng Yuhuai quickly glanced at the other people in the dormitory to make sure they were all still asleep, then she carefully held the phone in her hand, deciding not to disturb anyone.
At this critical moment, she knew that panicking would only make things worse.
She forced herself to calm down, slowly sat up from the bed, slid out of the quilt silently, walked into the bathroom quietly, locked the door carefully, then took off her pants and sat on the toilet.
The soft light from the bathroom shone on her face, restoring some color to her frightened face.
Her finger paused on the phone screen for a moment, hesitating whether to click on that [link].
But in the end, she chose a more cautious approach.
Her fingertips lightly touched the virtual keyboard, and each letter was like a struggle deep in her heart. She slowly typed out the reply word by word.
--Who are you?
——I don’t understand what you are saying? … The ding-ding notification sound echoed softly in the air, and the reply box that popped up on the computer screen instantly attracted the attention of the fifth brother.
His eyes lit up, as if he had discovered some treasure, and then he turned his head to look at Feng Mu and gave him a thumbs up. His approving eyes seemed to say silently: "As expected of siblings, you really understand your sister."
Feng Mu, on the other hand, looked calm and composed. He just pursed his lips slightly, revealed a faint smile and said, "There's nothing I can do. From a genetic point of view, this is blood suppression. I am born to defeat her."
Feng Mu then pulled over a chair and sat comfortably in front of the computer, his hands casually tapping replies on the keyboard like a good brother answering his sister's questions.
"My stupid Imoto!" Feng Mu thought to himself.
The crisp sound of keyboard tapping echoed in the room.
……..——You know what I’m talking about.
——From the moment you replied to the message, you admitted it all, my lovely and innocent Miss [Masked].
On the mobile phone screen, every word seemed gentle and calm. However, when connected together, they were like sharp iron blades, piercing Feng Yuhuai's heart one by one.
At that moment, her heart that was parasitized by the puppet mother seed seemed to be pierced with holes, and all the secrets were revealed from the dirty holes.
Feng Yuhuai's teeth were trembling with fear, her tongue was stiff, and she glanced around the bathroom in fear. It felt as if a pair of terrifying eyes were passing through the space and stripping off all her clothes.
——Who are you?
——What do you want to do? After a pause of a few seconds, the text message came back.
——It doesn’t matter who I am. What matters is that you have spent 17 minutes and 22 seconds.
——The hourglass of time is passing silently. For a person who is eager to grasp a glimmer of hope, every second wasted is a slow suicide.
- What do you think, Miss [Masked]? Or are you ready to take off the mask and stand in the spotlight without any hindrance? - By the way, I would like to remind you that during the gap in our conversation, your time balance has been reduced to 47 hours, 41 minutes and 17 seconds, oh, no, it is 16 seconds! 15 seconds, 14 seconds..."
The veins on Feng Yuhuai's forehead bulged, her phone creaked as she clutched it, and her chest heaved violently. Even through the screen, she could feel the hypocritical "I'm doing this for your own good" coming at her.
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That was a kind of weirdness that was even higher in level than his own "tea flavor".
The last time Feng Yuhuai felt so powerless was in the dark basement of the clinic, when her top was roughly stripped off and her chest was ruthlessly exposed to the air.
But this time... the situation is different, but it also makes people feel desperate.
Unlike the last time when they were naked face to face, this time she did not face her opponent directly, and did not have that oppressive feeling of being on the verge of death.
The other party even considerately reserved a buffer time, as if to show a kind of kindness... Bullshit! She only felt a more suffocating oppression, like a slowly flowing stream, which would not wash people away all at once, but would continue to entangle and wrap around them, until they slowly dragged people into the deep water, unable to extricate themselves.
This is a far more insidious and terrifying method than direct violence.
In addition to anger and despair, Feng Yuhuai felt more aggrieved. What was going on? Why were there always strange and terrifying enemies targeting him?
I am just a high school girl. What did I do to make you take pleasure in targeting me? ! ! Feng Yuhuai could not think of an answer. Her eyes turned red. She glanced at the ticking time on her phone and finally asked the last question resignedly.
——What do you want me to do? The reply was as fast as lightning, concise and powerful, without even any extra words, just one——【Link】.
Feng Yuhuai looked at the [link] sent to her, her pupils shrank, and her remaining vigilance or reason told her not to click on this [link], but fear drove her to move her fingers slowly.
Click!
Like the sound of a lock being unlocked, she opened the link.
Click!
It was like the sound of shackles being put on, and she put on an electronic anklet.
(End of this chapter)
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