Cheng Wenqu didn't expect that he didn't attract Wu Shuyu's attention when he was alive, but he noticed it after he died. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Most of the books in the reading room in charge of Wu Shuyu are related to majors, so there are not many people in ordinary times. When no one is around, Wu Shuyu will chat with him for a few words.

Cheng Wenqu's mind moved again.

I want to be the son of such a gentle man, and I want to be cared for by such a gentle person, and this idea is getting hotter and hotter.

But it's a pity that he is dead, but Wu Shuyu is still alive.

If Wu Shuyu also dies, will they be able to become a pair of ghost father and son?

One night, this idea suddenly popped up, and after that, whenever he saw Wu Shuyu, Cheng Wenqu couldn't help but think like this.

Judging from his appearance, Wu Shuyu was in the prime of life and was in very good health, and it is estimated that it would take many years for him to die naturally.

If only something unexpected could happen.

If only he could be killed.

Once malice arises, it will grow unstoppably and get out of control. A poisonous weed grew in Cheng Wenqu's barren heart. It made his soul more and more distorted, darker and darker, more and more hopeless.

As long as he jumped from the upstairs attached to Wu Shuyu's body, everything would be complete. However, it is a pity that Cheng Wenqu retreated again.

As he had done before, he flinched every time he was faced with a choice.

But retreating did not erase his thoughts, but made the idea of killing Wu Shuyu even more intense. He began to transfer this malice to the books written by Wu Shuyu.

Pure viciousness even attracts terrifying monsters, ghouls who devour ghosts and corpses.

Cheng Wenqu didn't know that the ghoul was actually brought in by himself. When he saw the monster, he trembled with fear and suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

This is a good opportunity.

This monster can kill Wu Shuyu.

made up a little lie and deceived Wu Shuyu and asked him to stay in the middle of the night to meet the monster, so that he would be killed by the monster.

It turned out to be a failure.

For some reason, the monster didn't show up that night.

And in the next few nights, Cheng Wenqu, who witnessed the monster devouring other ghosts, gradually felt frightened, and at the same time, he also realized that this monster was probably coming for him.

The ghostly aura of his malevolent aroma is the most delicious delicacy of this monster.

Fear gradually arises, and he wants to leave here, but his attachment to Wu Shuyu makes it impossible for him to leave.

It was at this time that Mingchuan appeared.

……

After listening to Cheng Wenqu's long and intermittent self-description, Ming Chuan and Wu Shuyu were silent for a moment.

Neither of them thought that the darkness and malice in this child's heart would be so deep.

They don't know whether to say that the child is pitiful or hateful, or that it is still a little ridiculous.

The only thing they can be clear about is the malice, which has been buried in the heart of this child many years ago, just waiting for one day, when the time is ripe, it will be able to grow wildly.

Ming Chuan put his hands in his pockets, half-squinted his eyes, and leaned his whole body on the back of the chair, looking very lazy, looking like he was about to fall asleep. It's just that he knows very well in his heart that the ghost sword has already shown its blade, and it can be pulled out at any time and cut down at the young man in front of him.

He didn't move, because he knew it wasn't yet time.

Silence spread between several people, and the empty reading room echoed with the ticking of the clock.

"Ahem. Wu Shuyu cleared his throat, to be honest, he didn't know what kind of mood he should have now, the child in front of him wanted to kill himself, he should feel angry, but for some reason, he could only feel a faint sadness.

"Xiaowen. Wu Shuyu thought about it, but still opened his mouth, "Actually, you are wrong. ”

"Am I wrong?" Cheng Wenqu's voice was still very soft, just like his people, it was easy to be ignored if he didn't pay careful attention.

"I'm not really a good father. Wu Shuyu's face showed a wry smile.

"What?" Cheng Wenqu felt incomprehensible.

"Do you know why Xiao Feng died of illness?" Wu Shuyu raised his head and looked directly at Cheng Wenqu, the smile on his face was as ugly as crying.

"Why?" Cheng Wenqu never thought about. Wu Feng was sick and died, and he only felt happy.

"It's all because of me, that's why the kid died. Wu Shuyu closed his eyes, he had never talked about this matter with anyone else.

In the past two years, every time he thinks about it, he will feel a tearing pain.

"Two years ago, my wife was on a business trip, and I was away for two months, and I was alone at home with Xiaofeng. At that time, my mind was completely on my own book. I always feel that I am condescending to stay in this kind of place, and I have a sense of anger that I have never met with talent. Wu Shuyu said with a self-deprecating wry smile again, "Thinking about becoming famous with those few books, thinking about soaring after becoming famous." I mingle with the editors of various publishing houses all day long, and I don't go home after work, so I leave Xiaofeng alone at home on weekends. ”

Speaking of this, a bitter tear appeared in the corner of Wu Shuyu's eyes, and he regretted his actions back then, but it was a pity that it was too late to regret it.

"When Xiaofeng was sick at the beginning, I didn't take it to heart, I threw some medicine at him, and I still stayed outside all day long. As a result, when his wife returned, the matter was irreparable. Wu Shuyu said, his clenched fist slammed on the table.

"I'm not a good father, and if it weren't for my negligence, Xiaofeng wouldn't have died at all. Wu Shuyu burst into tears as he spoke, "Not only that, but I'm not a good person at all. When I first published those books, I used to do all kinds of indiscriminate things, and I even harmed others for this. When I found out that there were ghosts targeting me, I thought ......"

Thinking of the mistakes he had made, and thinking of his previous vicious thoughts, Wu Shuyu felt extremely ashamed. He wasn't a good father, he wasn't a good husband, he wasn't even a good man.

Perhaps, it is not unreasonable for Cheng Wenqu to be malicious towards himself.

After listening to Wu Shuyu's words, Cheng Wenqu was stunned for a moment.

The perfect father in his mind would have made such a terrible mistake.

"Not true. Cheng Wenqu shook his head, took a few steps back, and stared at Wu Shuyu, "You lied to me, you didn't want me to be your child, so you lied to me." ”

Cheng Wenqu increased his voice as he spoke, and when he said the last three words, he almost roared hoarsely at Wu Shuyu.

Suddenly, the lights on the ceiling flickered, making a "snapping" electric sound.