Chapter 89 Midnight Horror 6
Lu Cen was first stunned, then bewildered.
In the end, he hardened his fist because of what he said.
He looked up, his voice urgent, "You're a normal person, why do you want me to take pictures with you? Why don't you stay away from me or wait to get infected?"
"Are you out of your mind? I would never hurt myself for anyone else, not for you. Get out of my room right now, I hate seeing you."
Lu Cen got up and pushed Jiang Zhao out. After pushing him into the corridor, he slammed the door shut. His chest heaved violently. He felt that this person was too prejudiced. It took him several minutes to calm down.
This moment of calm was not a problem; the feeling of being watched by something returned. Lu Cen felt a chill run down her spine and huddled at the head of the bed, wanting to message Yang Jiali, but found that he didn't have his WeChat. She added him on WeChat from the group chat and waited for him to accept her request.
One is a grumpy person, the other is a nuisance.
Lu Cen didn't want to have anything to do with either of them.
As he swiped his finger across the screen, he suddenly remembered something, got dressed, and went to open the door, only to find that Jiang Zhao was still outside and hadn't left at all.
Lu Cen kept his eyes straight ahead, turning his head to knock on the doors of the other four girls. There was no need for him to keep going back and forth between Yan Shanting and the other two boys. These girls were fragrant and beautiful, and being with them was much more comfortable than being with them, and it could even improve one's mood.
Jiang Zhao stopped him, "Where are you going?"
Lu Cen retorted, "Is it any of your business?"
Lu Cen didn't even want to talk to him, and walked past him to knock on the girl's room. Jiang Zhao paused for a moment, then realized what he was up to, and his lips twitched. "Don't tell me you want that girl to sleep with you?"
"Is it not allowed?"
Jiang Zhao leaned against the wall and said, "If word gets out about your behavior, it won't be good for girls."
"Why?"
"A man and a woman alone in a room, do you think that sounds good if word gets out?"
Lu Cen was puzzled. "Why doesn't it sound good? We can just invite another girl to sleep with us. She can keep us company and chat with us."
Jiang Zhao's forehead veins throbbed. This person had absolutely no sense of safety, and even slept with three other people. Who told him he could do that?
The door opened from the inside, and Lu Cen knocked on Xiao Wei's door. She was wearing a bathrobe and yawning repeatedly. "What's wrong with you two? Is something the matter?"
Jiang Zhao hooked his arm around Lu Cen's neck. "It's okay, you should go to sleep."
Lu Cen was about to speak when Jiang Zhao covered her mouth and pulled her back to her seat.
"What are you doing?" Lu Cen asked, sprawled on the sofa, clearly annoyed.
Jiang Zhao pressed down on his shoulder, "Stop fooling around, behave yourself. I'll stay here with you tonight, or it'll be dawn soon."
Lu Cen realized that this was Jiang Zhao's way of giving him a way to ease the tension. He shifted his body, not wanting to listen to him at all. Jiang Zhao's gaze fell on his shoulder, and his fingers parted his collar, revealing two finger marks. His face darkened.
For the first time, I doubted the truthfulness of Lu Cen's words.
If he strangled himself, then these two finger marks were also inflicted by him.
From a technical standpoint, it would be very difficult for him to do this; the force with which he pinched himself could not possibly create such a shape.
What's going on here?
Lu Cen was confused. "What?"
Jiang Zhao took a picture with his phone and handed it to Lu Cen. The latter was surprised and sat up halfway. The fingerprints in the picture were red and purple. "What is this?"
Jiang Zhao: "You don't even know, why are you asking me?"
Lu Cen pondered. This thing was probably left behind by Jiang Zhao when he came to find him the night before. He glanced at Jiang Zhao and asked, "Did he leave this behind after he died?"
Jiang Zhao would probably consider him a lunatic.
"I don't know either."
He vaguely glossed over the matter. Unlike Hu Si, Lu Cen slept on the big bed this time. After a whole day of tossing and turning, Lu Cen fell into a deep sleep soon after lying down, wrapped in a blanket. Jiang Zhao looked at his face and felt that he couldn't understand him anymore. He lay on the sofa for a long time, unable to fall asleep.
The next day, after completing the formalities, they decided to return home, just like last time.
Lu Cen remained silent throughout the journey.
If things go as he expects, he will encounter Hu Si's ghost next and continue to take pictures. If this cycle continues, who will be the one who dies?
Lu Cen leaned against the window, feeling a sense of unease for the first time.
In previous dungeons, he had received some help and hints from others. But in this dungeon, he was all alone and had to fight it by himself. It was also a level 5 dungeon, and after four days, he still had no clue what to do.
Lu Cen completely forgot about the conflict they had had the night before, and asked him from the passenger seat, "Jiang Zhao, do you live on campus or do you live off-campus?"
"Outside."
"How about I come to see you tonight?"
Jiang Zhao's hand trembled slightly, his brows furrowed, and he opened his mouth to speak, but he held it back. After a while, he said, "I don't have time."
"Oh." Lu Cen wasn't disappointed. He looked back at the back seat again, as if he was choosing who to go with that evening. He was still struggling with the decision.
Jiang Zhao saw his appearance out of the corner of his eye and became agitated.
"resemble……"
Jiang Zhao interrupted him, "What are you laughing at? I suddenly remembered that I still have some time tonight, I can come to see you."
The two people in the back seat looked at them.
Xiao Wei said, "I feel like there's something off between you two."
I think so too.
Lu Cen asked curiously, "What's wrong?"
What do you want with him?
Lu Cen said sadly, "It's a secret."
After dropping off the two people in the back seat, Jiang Zhao didn't even go home. He parked the car directly in the underground parking garage, and the two of them, each with a bag, took the elevator from the basement. The parking lot was dark and gloomy at night, with a chilly wind blowing.
Lu Cen didn't want to fall behind, so she quickened her pace and overtook Jiang Zhao. Jiang Zhao suddenly had a strange feeling, as if they were a couple, walking home together after school.
He dismissed this unrealistic idea and entered the elevator with Lu Cen.
Lu Cen showed no intention of packing her suitcase. She quickly ordered takeout on her phone and then rummaged through the closet for her pajamas. "I ordered dinner. I'll just grab something to eat later. Help yourself. I'm going to take a shower first."
The bathroom was just the right size for one person. He closed the door, bent down and took off his pants. His waistline was clearly visible in the mirror. In the light, his waist had no excess fat or blemishes.
A perfect character who stepped out of a painting.
Hot water poured in, and soon the bathroom was filled with steam. Lu Cen stood under the hot water, washing away his tired body. After getting completely wet, he squeezed out some shampoo and rinsed his hair quickly. Hot water got into his eyes, and he instinctively closed them. He ran his hand over his head and stroked it until he felt clean. Then he opened his eyes.
Through layers of mist, a pair of dead eyes stared straight into his dark, bright pupils.
Lu Cen was frozen stiff and couldn't take a step. He stared at the thing standing in front of him, its clothes soaked by hot water, bright red blood flowing into the sewer along with the hot water. The tiles were covered in blood, and some pieces of flesh fell to the ground and slid into the sewer with the water flow because of the hot water.
The half-skeletal arm reached into the hot water and touched Lu Cen's face.
Lu Cen's teeth chattered, and she retreated in terror onto the tiles, screaming uncontrollably, "Jiang Zhao, Jiang Zhao is here!"
The hand reacted quickly, covering his mouth.
He stepped forward, standing under the hot water, washing away the dirt and grime from his body. His voice, like a broken gong, rang out, "Li Yan, it's been so long since we last met. Did you miss me?"
How could Lu Cen possibly miss him? She was terrified.
He trembled, resisting and trying to get away from the hand. The next moment, a strange noise came from the bathroom window, like the rustling of a mouse. It wasn't loud, but it was unsettling.
Lu Cen subconsciously turned her head.
But Hu Si was just like yesterday, lying on the windowsill, squeezing in through the crack in the window, his body twisted into a pretzel shape. Soon, he stood in the corner, his empty, lifeless eyes staring straight at this side.
Lu Cen was completely naked. He hadn't considered these things as human beings before and didn't have a strong sense of shame, but now that two ghosts were standing in front of him and he was completely naked, he belatedly felt a strong sense of shame.
The things opposite him were covered in blood, but their clothes were still on them. Being stared at like that made Lu Cen's scalp tingle. He felt both suffocating fear and embarrassment. His mouth was still covered by Jiang Zhao's palm, and hot water kept seeping in through his fingers. Some of it slid into Lu Cen's mouth. He wanted to vomit, but he couldn't. He could only swallow it little by little.
Suddenly, Hu Si moved.
He avoided Jiang Zhao and approached Lu Cen from the wall. Lu Cen's eyes widened, but Jiang Zhao didn't react at all. It wasn't until Hu Si came to the hot water that he touched the pinch mark on Lu Cen's neck.
Lu Cen's legs were so weak, and he felt that the scene was really absurd and bizarre. His emotions were fluctuating so violently that his vision blurred.
So when he woke up again, he was lying on the bed in the bedroom, his whole body was so weak that he couldn't lift his hands. The white and blue curtains were swaying by the wall. Lu Cen looked displeased. Did he dream about it yesterday?
It's unlikely.
He walked out of the bedroom and saw Jiang Zhao sitting on the sofa playing games.
"I..."
His voice woke Jiang Zhao, who looked up from the game, glanced at him, and then looked away. "You fainted in the bathroom yesterday. If it weren't for me, you would have been suffocated by the stench."
"I fainted?" Lu Cen only remembered that after Hu Si arrived, he had no memory of anything else. "What exactly happened?"
“Yesterday, after you went in, you didn’t come out for half an hour. I knocked on the door but you didn’t respond, so I had to open the door. Luckily, you didn’t lock it, otherwise things would have been much worse. When I went in, you were lying on the floor unconscious. I was the one who got you out.”
Jiang Zhao finished speaking in a few words.
What he didn't say was that yesterday he sensed something was wrong, rushed out and found Lu Cen lying on the white tiles in that beautiful scene. The entire bathroom was predominantly white, the shower was also white, and there was a misty haze.
Lu Cen lay in the corner, hot water dripping onto him, his fair skin turning red from the heat, his hair plastered to his forehead, his eyes closed, shrouded in layers of mist. In that instant, Jiang Zhao felt that none of the photos he had ever taken had the same artistic conception as this one.
Beautiful, gorgeous, and captivating.
So, he actually took out his camera from his bag and took a lot of photos of Lu Cen.
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