I'm being held captive by a monster

Chapter 1 I was kept captive by a monster

"Ah, baby is awake~ so good~"

As soon as Lin Xing'an moved, a gentle voice sounded in his ears.

Before he could open his eyes, the owner of the voice carefully and gently picked him up from the cradle.

What's going on?
Lin Xing'an raised his hands and kicked his feet.

Listening to his mother humming the nursery rhyme, he realized that he seemed to have become a baby.

So I was reincarnated?

its not right……

I clearly remember that I was fishing by the river.

How come it reopened while I was fishing?
Forget it, let’s just make the best of it.

After thinking for a long time without any clue, Lin Xing'an also looked at his mother.

"What's wrong, baby? You keep looking at mommy. Do you like mommy? Mommy loves you too."

"Mom and Dad are the people who love you most in this world."

Mom rubbed Lin Xing'an's belly with the tip of her nose and kissed Lin Xing'an's forehead lightly.

Two faint dimples appeared on her face as she smiled.

Her eyes were full of love, and she wished she could hold Lin Xing'an in her mouth.

"Honey, I'm back."

The door opened, and a man wearing glasses walked in carrying a cake and a bouquet of flowers. "Happy anniversary!"

"Humph! I'm glad you remember it! Why are you back so early today? Isn't the hospital supposed to be working overtime?"

"Old Xu took the blame for me. How's the baby?"

"The baby is so well behaved! Look, he's not crying or making a fuss!"

Dad came close to Lin Xing'an and said, "It's one month old now, the most fragrant and tender."

He carefully picked up Lin Xing'an, raised his hands high and turned around.

"Okay, baby, you've made me dizzy."

"No, look at how he smiles."

Dad scratched Lin Xing'an's nose and said lovingly.

Lin Xing'an also began to observe this family.

Three bedrooms, one living room and two bathrooms, about 120 square meters.

In a big city, the full payment would cost at least four or five million.

There is a wine cabinet on the side wall of the living room, and the red wine inside looks very valuable.

There is also a classic record player next to it with a vinyl record on it.

Loving parents, a petty bourgeoisie family...

Such an opening made Lin Xing'an feel extremely emotional.

How many detours should I take in this life...

"It's been three years since we got married, honey."

At around seven o'clock in the evening, Dad drew the curtains, turned off the lights, and lit a few red candles.

There were flowers and cream cakes on the table.

There is also a huge empty plate in the middle.

Why not put the cake on it?
Lin Xing'an blinked in confusion.

"When we got married, we hoped to have a baby, but we didn't expect it to happen."

"And it's one month on our anniversary."

"I'm so lucky to have such a cute baby!"

The mother across the table looked at Lin Xing'an in her arms and said with a smile.

In the candlelight, half of her face was hidden in shadow.

...Received?
Lin Xing'an's expression froze.

"Yes, thanks to Lao Xu's connections."

Dad agreed and took out a bottle of red wine from the wine cabinet and poured it into the decanter.

Then he picked up a vinyl record and put it into the record player.

Accompanied by Beethoven's Fifth Symphony, Dad stood up with a knife in his hand, looked down at Lin Xing'an, and swallowed.

"Mmm, so soft and fragrant, so cute~"

The mother looked at Lin Xing'an and gently rubbed his belly. "Isn't that right, baby?"

...humans and animals?
What are they…talking about?
The inexplicably strange atmosphere made Lin Xing'an shrink his neck.

Dad took off his glasses and urged, licking his lips.

Heavy breathing kept hitting Lin Xing'an's face.

...cut the cake?
...Is it necessary to be so exaggerated?
Lin Xing'an was just thinking about it when his mother put him on the huge empty plate in the middle of the table.

I felt a chill on my back and could hear the vibration of my father's fingers stroking the blade in my ears.

not right...

Lin Xing'an saw his mother take the knife with a smile.

A sense of crisis like a thorn in the back made his heart pound!

He tried to speak, but only a waaa noise came out of his mouth.

A look of displeasure was evident on Dad's face.

"Baby~"

Lin Xing'an heard his mother's gentle call.

The candlelight flickered in his eyes.

……

"Deng deng deng deng!"

Beethoven's Fifth Symphony rang in Lin Xing'an's ears. He tried to open his eyes, but his eyelids felt like they weighed a thousand pounds, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't open them even a little.

Even breathing requires an effort.

Only his heart, pounding so hard in his chest that it threatened to burst out of his mouth, kept reminding him that he was still alive.

what happened?
Haven't I already...

Lin Xing'an could even vaguely hear the sound of his father picking up a sharp knife.

And in a minute, the knife would pierce him.

I... went back to before death?

Although he was exhausted all over, the pain of death still made Lin Xing'an breathe hard, and he let out a deep breath!

The vision gradually became clearer.

Candlelight, cake, flowers, red wine in a decanter, and...

The sharp knife in Dad's hand...

Everything is the same as before.

"Baby? What's wrong, baby? Don't be afraid~"

"Mom is here, don't be afraid, mom will protect you~"

As if she noticed the shock, confusion and fear in Lin Xing'an's eyes, his mother gently ruffled his hair and held him in her arms to comfort him.

Such a warm embrace and gentle movements made Lin Xing'an feel dazed.

But his mother's next move made his hair stand on end.

"Baby, don't be afraid, mommy loves you the most..."

She held Lin Xing'an in her arms and placed him on the plate with gentle words.

"Cut it quickly, honey. I can't wait any longer."

Dad looked at Lin Xing'an with greed in his eyes and his saliva was almost flowing out.

Lin Xing'an, who had just held on to a glimmer of hope, now felt as if he had fallen into an icy cave.

How could a defenseless baby survive in such a situation?
The instinct of survival made Lin Xing'an think quickly.

But the more I think about it, the more desperate I become!

He is only one month old and now he can't even straighten his arms and legs. What can he do in this situation?
What else could he do now except cry?
"Yeah! Cry!"

Lin Xing'an suddenly remembered that the last time he saw him yelling, his father's face showed obvious displeasure.

And yelling might attract the neighbors!
Seeing that his mother had already taken the knife, Lin Xing'an also gathered all his strength and screamed desperately.

"Wa ...

While shouting, he was moving around in a threatening manner, and even kicked the red wine next to him to the ground.

"Baby? Baby, why are you crying? Don't cry, don't cry, mom will be sad!"

I feel sorry for your sister!
Lin Xing'an took a deep breath, then cried even harder.

If he had extra energy, he would have rolled on the ground.

"What's up with him?"

Seeing this, the father, who was already impatient, frowned and the veins on his face throbbed.

"The look in his eyes...did he notice it? But how could a one-month-old cub notice it?"

Dad stared at Lin Xing'an.

"Maybe it's just the survival instinct of humans and animals, it doesn't matter~"

Mom tilted her head and pouted.

"Ah, raising humans and animals is really a science..."

Dad loosened his collar and sighed in distress.

A chilling aura quietly spread out from nowhere.

The delicious cake collapsed and melted, and dense swarms of insects and ants crawled in and out of the bumpy cream.

The tables, chairs and benches have become rotten, the wall paint has peeled off, and the photos have turned yellow.

The brand new red wine in the glass seemed to have turned into sweet blood, emitting a strong fishy smell.

Beethoven's turbulent Fifth Symphony turned into a cacophony of tearing and grinding.

dong dong dong...

Lin Xing'an's heart started beating wildly.

He felt fear.

This is a fear that comes from the soul, from the blood, from the inheritance of ancestors, and is deeply engraved in his DNA!

It was as if countless dead ancestors of mankind were constantly roaring and screaming in his ears!
Keep reminding him, danger, danger, danger!
Run away, run away, run away!!!
"Dear baby, don't be afraid~"

Came my mother's gentle voice.

In Lin Xing'an's trembling eyes.

She took off her head and hugged it to her chest.

There were shallow dimples and a gentle smile on her pale face.

Dad's pupils turned completely black.

The straight facial features gradually became distorted as if they were cut by a knife.

Wrinkles appeared on his face for no apparent reason.

Among the wrinkles were pale eyeballs that kept turning, like rotting flesh.

What is this...?

Lin Xing'an's mind went blank and the blood in his body seemed to be flowing backwards.

The so-called "parents" before my eyes are not human beings at all...

"Baby, Mommy loves you..."