Gao Wu: I inherited the evil organization in the game

Chapter 344 How can you say I am a monster?

The significance of a midnight snack is far more than the taste of the food, but more importantly, it lies in the precious friendship contained in it. This kind of emotion is the most mellow and delicious seasoning in cooking.

The last time I had something this delicious was last time.

So, Feng Yuhuai felt a little guilty when his midnight snack was interrupted by his father's phone call.

She squatted down, so that her eyes were level with Xiaojuan, and apologized very seriously:
"I'm sorry, Xiaojuan, my father really doesn't know how to choose the right time to call. If I don't answer, he will keep calling. This is how old men are. They have no sense of propriety towards their children. It's suffocating."

Xiaojuan looked at Feng Yuhuai with tears in her eyes. The other party's tone of voice was still gentle, even gentler than usual. His cheeks were still sweet, and even more beautiful because of the red lips.

But Xiaojuan felt as if she had fallen into an icy cave, and there was no warmth in her heart at all.

Seeing Xiaojuan didn't say anything, Feng Yuhuai reached out and tugged at Xiaojuan's twisted arm, and said coquettishly like a best friend:
"Don't be angry. How about this, I'll ask my father to come and apologize to you in person. If that's not enough, I can ask my mother to come as well. How about that, hehe——"

Xiaojuan didn't feel too much pain because Feng Yuhuai considerately used a red thread to block her pain sensation. She just felt like her body was soaking in a hot spring, tingling and numb.

But her heart and her soul felt as if they were fried in a frying pan and were in excruciating pain.

Xiaojuan used all her strength and uttered a weak sound intermittently with her stiff tongue: "Why, why?"

Feng Yuhuai was stunned for a moment, and after a while, she realized what Xiaojuan was asking. She answered seriously:

"Because I'm hungry, and when I'm hungry I have to eat. You're my favorite person in our bedroom, can you bear to see me hungry?"

Xiaojuan tilted her head, her left eyeball shrank and fell out of its socket, the dark eye socket stared straight at Feng Yuhuai:
"Yazhi, did you eat--Ya--zhi?"

Feng Yuhuai's face showed a deep nostalgia, and there seemed to be a trace of unspeakable sadness in the corners of her eyes. She nodded sadly:
"Well, that was the first time I was hungry. I was so panicked at the time that I didn't taste the food. Whenever I think about it, I still feel sorry for Yazhi."

Xiaojuan's only remaining beautiful eye was filled with sorrow and grief. After a long silence, she finally managed to squeeze out a few words:
"How did you become like this?"

I don’t know if it’s because the midnight snack tonight is so delicious, but Feng Yuhuai feels like his mind has become clear again, as if his split brain has come together again and regained its former completeness.

Her speech became fluent again, and her expression regained its former liveliness and vitality.

Feng Yuhuai reached out her hand, and her fingertips gently brushed Xiaojuan's trembling eyelashes. In this quiet night, she shared with her bestie the secret hidden deep in her heart:

"I remember that day, Yang Tuo sent me home, and then I left him in that room. I thought I could escape, but in the end, I did escape. I was taken to that black clinic, and then, it became like this..."

Feng Yuhuai sighed deeply, and his pupils strangely turned into two spinning coils:
"You know, when I realized that the source of all this was actually caused by my brother, I hated him. I called him several times and wanted to invite him out for dinner, but unfortunately, he always ignored my calls."

"You are still the best, Xiaojuan. When I call you, you follow me obediently, hehe——"

"But then, I suddenly didn't hate him so much. On the contrary, I began to be grateful to my brother, because if it weren't for him, I would never have the opportunity to taste such delicious food that could touch my soul."

Feng Yuhuai gently licked the blood remaining on the corner of her lips, and then asked her bestie with a sincere and complicated emotion:

"What do you think, Xiaojuan? Do you think I should hate my brother or be grateful to him?" Xiaojuan opened her mouth, unable to speak.

At this moment, Feng Yuhuai suddenly seemed to remember something. She quickly picked up her phone, opened the news page, and then put the phone screen to Xiaojuan's face, smiling foolishly:

"My annoying father is still trying to deceive me. In fact, I found out in the afternoon that my stupid brother was in trouble. It seems that he killed someone and was discovered by the police station and is about to be arrested."

"My stupid brother can mess up such a small matter as killing someone. Xiaojuan, tell me, how could I have such a stupid brother? Hehe——"

Xiaojuan widened her bulging eyes. She felt her eyeballs were gradually dehydrating and becoming shriveled, and Feng Yuhuai in front of her was slowly becoming blurry.

In a trance, she seemed to see a vague red shadow lying above Feng Yuhuai's head.

The shadow looked like a rag doll that Feng Yuhuai used to place at the bedside but later accidentally lost.

The rag doll was lying on top of Feng Yuhuai's head, with its bright red mouth open, as if gnawing at her head.

She is eating Feng Yuhuai, just like Feng Yuhuai is eating me? ! !
The light in Xiaojuan's eyes gradually dimmed. She looked at the rag doll, and it seemed to smile at her strangely.

Xiaojuan closed her eyes helplessly. She used up her last bit of strength and whispered softly:

"Yu Huai, monster..."

No one knows whether Xiaojuan’s last words before she was eaten were cursing Feng Yuhuai to turn into a monster or reminding her that there was a monster above her head.

But Feng Yuhuai was certain that it was the former. The smile on her face froze instantly, like the sudden frost in winter, and a creepy gloom crept out between her eyebrows.

She raised her hands and clasped them on Xiaojuan's head. Countless red lines surged, decomposing Xiaojuan's body into new blood lines, and then pulled back into her body like threads.

"Xiaojuan, I treat you as my closest roommate and I tell you all my secrets. How can you be so cruel and call me a monster?"

Feng Yuhuai's eyes showed strange anger, but he quickly calmed down and turned into a burst of giggles:

"But I don't blame you. When you merge into my body, you will completely understand me. We will always be close friends like before, just like Yazhi. What do you think, Yazhi?"

Amidst the giggles, Feng Yuhuai's shoulders cracked and a human face woven with red threads emerged. It was the shape of Lu Yazhi. She was showing a strange linear smile, as if she was welcoming and hugging her best friend whom she hadn't seen for a long time.

In a flash, those intertwined red lines all melted away like the receding tide and merged back into Feng Yuhuai's body, as if they had never appeared.

On the ground, there was only a pile of abandoned clothes and a cell phone with the screen lit up.

The screensaver on her phone is a photo of several close friends cuddling together. The frozen picture and the heads leaning against each other on her shoulders at this moment complement each other, like an eternal painting telling of friendship.

Warmth, beauty, and never separation...
(End of this chapter)