MTL - Boyfriends Always Turned out to Be a Horror Movie Boss-Chapter 75 Nightmare

[The sky is gloomy.

This year's winter was very cold, but it didn't snow anymore, but it gave people a deep sense of depression.

Karina curled her hands in her pockets and walked sadly on her way home.

Yesterday, her good friend Mary died, and the funeral was scheduled for tomorrow.

This made Carina, who had never tasted the death of a close person, a little uncomfortable.

Moreover, she did feel that Mary's death was weird, and she wanted to know the truth of everything.

Didi Didi

The whistle of the police car sounded, and Carina, who was still in a daze, woke up instantly.

She turned to look around, and a police car parked in front of a dilapidated two-story building and carried a body covered in white cloth from it.

A sturdy, ragged middle-aged man followed suit and walked out of the house.

"Damn! Damn bastard! As useless as his mother!"

Carina frowned, and she had a strong family hate such swearing guys.

She was unfamiliar with the person and who the deceased was, so she pouted and left.

"Dead ... dead, all dead ..." A thin boy ran over not far away, and looked at the house where many policemen had flooded, his expression almost collapsed.

Carina looked at him doubtfully and asked, "Are you, Johnny?"

Johnny looked up at her timidly, exposing her red eyes under the lenses.

"Is that dead person you know?"

Instead of answering her, Johnny lowered her head again, biting her fingers nervously, muttering, "Yes, it was all he did, it was him, it was Morris who killed Zhou Yu-- The next one will be me ... "

Morris.

Carina frowned.

This was the second time she heard the name.

Bang--

The gloomy sky finally struck thunder.

It's raining. 】

——From "Nightmare"

Zhou Yu was a bit tired. He looked at the empty room, and finally he could only help his forehead weakly, sitting on the bed for a short rest.

The strangeness of these days makes him believe that there are indeed some things in the world that science cannot explain.

For example, the paintings he drew—and the tragedy of his father Eugene that they caused.

For another example, that morning, Paul, who had intended to beat him, ran away without warning.

And the schoolbag from the burned-out classroom-and the black handprints on it.

There was also the sudden self-harm of that person.

Is it the same thing?

Zhou Yu sighed and raised the volume slightly, and said, "Although I don't know who you are, thank you, thank you for helping me a lot."

After a pause, Zhou Yu remembered the roses that mysteriously appeared in his locker.

"In addition, if those flowers are also given by you-although it is a little unfriendly, but I still want to say, please don't send them anymore."

Morris's bright, bluish blue eyes hanging from the ceiling dimmed at a rate visible to the naked eye.

"someone in my heart."

I don't know why, this sentence blurted out.

Zhou Yu bit her lip in annoyance, and soon forced herself to restore her indifference.

Who can he like?

The face of a smiling blond teenager appeared in his mind.

But this is sin.

Even if it has entered modern society, in this era of universal belief that generally retains religious beliefs, homosexuality will not be tied to the cross and burned on the cross as in the Middle Ages, but it will become a lifelong stain.

No company dares to have a homosexual employee.

Even in some remote places, homosexuals are sent to mental hospitals.

Just like the town where he is now, homosexuality is considered a disease and a blasphemy against the gods.

Morris came down from the ceiling, walked slowly to his closest friend, and stretched out his burnt hand.

There was anger and sadness burning in his chest.

He wanted to ask who his loved one really was and why he liked that person-although he knew that he didn't really have enough reasons to question them.

but.

Why reject his flower.

Obviously that's your favorite flower.

Morris's black hole seemed to ignite two blue ghost fires in the eyes, making people unable to see the emotions inside.

They are best friends and always will be.

And the best friends are always honest, don't they?

So, how can anyone intervene in their friendship at will?

Morris fought that Zhou Yu could not see himself, and kissed his earlobe gently, showing a little deep fascination in his eyes.

No matter who ... anyone, anything-there is no way to intervene between them.

When he knows who the shameless woman is-he will let her know what a real nightmare is.

Zhou Yu felt a cold breath approaching herself, but disappeared after a while.

Reached out and touched his cold earlobe, Zhou Yu's grandmother's green eyes rolled around, inexplicably a little weird.

Is that thing gone?

"You gone?"

In the quiet room, only the alarm clock on the table made a ticking sound.

Zhou Yu's originally tight back relaxed slightly.

He blinked and looked at the sky outside the window.

It was still raining outside, and the rain hit the window, as if eager for the warm light in the window.

It should have offended that thing, after all, it was so resolute.

Zhou Yu took off the soaked pants and put them on a chair near the desk.

Because they did not wear thermal pants, a pair of long, white and tender thighs became goose bumps as soon as they were exposed to the air.

Morris retracted into the corner, and did not dare to move. He reached out and covered his eyes, but in fact, he could feel everything around him without looking with his eyes.

Right now, he has only one feeling in his heart-his Zhou Yu is a bit thinner, and his legs look good.

No, it should be said that everything about his Zhou Yu looks good.

But the thought that these things would be occupied by an unknown woman one day or another, the anger that Morris had hidden in his heart was a little tumultuous again.

He must find the woman who dare to seduce his friend!

In the room with a small space, Zhou Yu moved his toes that had been frozen and turned white, and looked a bit sadly out of the window.

"It hasn't snowed this year."

He once agreed with Morris to go **** together when it was the first snow this year-although it sounded naive, he used to look forward to it.

Zhou Yu shook his head, got up, took out a pajama from the closet, put it in, and then walked out of the room to wash.

In the room, Morris was faint.

He also remembered the promise of having a snowball fight together.

but.

That is doomed to be an unfulfillable wish.

Morris looked down at his ugly palm and clenched expressionlessly.

Zhou Yu stepped out of the room and saw that Eugene was still lying on the ground, but he no longer cursed, but began to pant, as if he was breathing a bit.

The dark-haired and green-eyed boy blinked, and for a moment, he seemed to see a sickle of dark mist reaching Eugene's throat, just like the sickle in the picture he painted yesterday.

"Hoo! Help me up! Do you want to murder me! Damn it--" Eugene, who had suffered a bit, still had a bit of memory, he tried to choke back the bad words, and then barely showed a smile, saying "My dear son, help me, I'm out of breath!"

Zhou Yu's green eyes flickered, and the corners of his lips were raised, saying: "yes, father."

I will of course help you, to help you go to **** for atonement.

Walking to Eugene, Zhou Yu crouched down and asked with a good face: "So, my dear father, as a reward, should you tell me-where the mother is?"

Eugene's cloudy eyes were stagnant, the fat on his face trembled, and his tone was a bit harsh: "Your cricket, son-in-law? Oh, where else can you go? Go cricket, cricket-ah! You This **** it! "

Zhou Yu stood up with a gloomy look, kicked this man who was like a disgusting rotten man, and his original clear and sweet voice also went down: "Is it? Then you **** thing, it might as well go to **** Go jerk! "

The very weak man was trembling with the flesh kicked by this kick, and almost pained his tears.

Zhou Yu watched him sorrowlessly, stepped on Eugene's hand indifferently, and walked to the bathroom to wash in his scream.

Some people will never make mistakes.

The crystal snowflakes fell, and the strange polygons gave people a sense of beauty.

A snowflake gradually fell and melted into a pure white.

The dark-haired boy lying in bed fell asleep quietly, and a few snowflakes hung on his long eyelashes.

Under the thin eyelids of the young man were rolling eyes, showing the fact that he was about to wake up.

Jingle Bell--

The crisp wind bell rang, empty and beautiful.

Zhou Yu was awakened by a wind bell that did not know where she came from, and woke up from the sweet sleep.

Is this a dream?

Zhou Yu was lying on the bed, watching the ceiling turning into a painting of the night sky, and the falling snow from the painting.

His green eyes trembled and slowly sat up from the bed.

Reaching out to catch a snowflake, watching the crystal clear snowflake gradually melt in the warm palm, Zhou Yu's green eyes gradually brightened.

Snowing.

It's beautiful.

Zhou Yu looked around, and the original small room was covered with a layer of snow everywhere.

As the snowflakes continued to fall, the whole room was as beautiful as a fairy tale, beautiful.

From the bed, Zhou Yu's white insteps also fell a little snowflakes, but strangely, he didn't feel a trace of coldness.

There was already a layer of snow on the floor, and a crunching sound made every step.

Zhou Yu walked to the window of the room and saw an empty white outside.

Rarely aroused a bit of interest, Zhou Yu quickly walked to the door and opened the closed door.

Sure enough, the world outside the door is quite different.

The original dark and exalted living room was gone, but only a vast plain.

A place perfect for snowball fights.

"Hi! Zhou Yu!" A familiar voice came from behind.

Zhou Yu froze all of a sudden, the crystal-clear eyes blinked instantly.

He turned around and saw the blond boy standing not far away.

The short blond hair of the boy was as messy as ever, but the boy had a face enough to make people forget it.

The features are profound and delicate, like the most beautiful works that God has carefully portrayed.

The youth's blue eyes were full of smiles, so that no one would ignore these beautiful and intoxicating eyes.

"Morris, you are back."

The dark-haired boy stared at the blond-haired boy in front of him, obliviously long awaited, but now he was a little overwhelmed.

"Let's have a snowball fight!" The blond boy smiled brightly.

The dark-haired boy looked at the familiar smile on the familiar face, and narrowed his eyes gently.

The next moment, a snowball hit the handsome face of the blond teenager.

Zhou Yu held the snowball reunited from the ground and narrowed his eyes with a smile: "Okay."

Soon, the laughter belonging to young people sounded on the snow, as if you can forget all the pain in reality.

I don't know how long, Zhou Yu was tired, he smiled slyly, took Morris's hand and fell to the soft snow together.

"Hahaha! Got a Morris! Now you have more snow on me!"

"Ah! It's not fair!" The blond teenager who was pressed by the dark-haired boy sulked.

"Slightly ~" Zhou Yu punched his tongue at Morris, and there was no more indifference when facing outsiders.

Morris looked at his friend who was pressing on him, his blue eyes gradually became a little dark.

Zhou Yu also looked at Morris under him, staring at each other.

The fiery breath staggered between each other, and even the air became ambiguous.

Morris stretched out his hand and tightened Zhou Yu's body, bringing his lips closer to Zhou Yu's pale thin lips.

bell--

The alarm sounded.

The boy's long eyelashes trembled and opened his eyes.

There was still a mist in his grandmother's green eyes.

The author has something to say: Thank you for the land mines with long kylin, sweet rice, and Yingying grass ~ Thank you for the mines of little angels ~ Do you love you ~

Thanks for the claustrophobic grenade ~ Thanks to the little angel's grenade ~ It cost a lot ~ Hold on to one bite! What?

Thank you also for the little angel's nutrient solution!

small theater:

Morris: (send roses)

Zhou Yu: (Rejected)

Awareness of the future world: (scornful smile.jpg) How about being a dog?

Morris: (Ghostly smile) Of course, the taste is very good. There is a sentence to say, lick the dog until the end. (Bundling the future) Dad! This is for you!

Nightmare World Consciousness: (Catch the Future) Little Bunny! The future is what you can throw! (Seconds become gentle and look to the future) The future! I bought a new island! Let's go on vacation!

Future world awareness: Hey! (As a world conscious, never give up. Jpg) 2k novel reading network