Male God No. 20: Empty Room (1)
The bright room is full of pink décor, and a mischievous ray of sunlight shines through the curtains.
On the soft bed lay a slender figure, small, curled up in a ball, peaceful.
Looking closely, the little girl's brows were furrowed, and her face was pale and frightening.
Sweat the size of beans continued to drip down his forehead, his lips were black and blue, and he was short of breath, but he never opened his eyes.
The whole person kept struggling on the bed, but he couldn't break free as if he was bound by something.
Xia Mu struggled alone in the dark, unable to hear any sound, only fear.
By the time she regained consciousness, her pajamas were completely soaked with sweat.
Xia Mu felt very uncomfortable at this time, having difficulty breathing, and being sore all over.
Xia Mu struggled to get up, but he didn't take two steps, his legs were weak, and he collapsed weakly in place.
Xia Mu tried several times, but all failed, and finally collapsed on the bed in resignation.
"001, can you come out and explain to me well, what is the condition of your body this time?"
"If it weren't for the fact that this room was empty, I'd start to suspect that someone was deliberately trying to kill the original owner in her sleep."
Xia Mu was weak, this was the first time she had almost disappeared in place before she started the task.
In the future, 001 must definitely be compensated for mental damages, otherwise her experience will be too pitiful.
The hot pain in his neck made Xia Mu couldn't help frowning, and his attitude became more and more unfriendly.
001 is a little weak-hearted, and he speaks in a slurred manner.
"Otherwise, the host, you should take medicine first, the original owner has a lot of mental problems, and it is easy to fall into panic disorders."
"Before we came, the original owner was scared to death by the nightmare."
"Nowadays, sharing a body, I'm afraid it's ......"
Xia Mu had seen a lot of science fiction in the original world, but it was the first time she had seen it because she was scared to death by her dreams.
Xia Mu doesn't want to be regarded as a psychopath, let alone a mission, I'm afraid that even her own safety can't be guaranteed.
Xia Mu originally thought that according to the original owner's temperament, this medicine should be placed next to the bed, within reach.
But the familiar place was empty, and there was nothing but air.
Xia Mu's expression was much more ugly, "If I'm not mistaken, the original owner should have taken medicine regularly, right?" ”
001 hurriedly flipped through all kinds of plots, and only after a while did he raise his head from a thick book.
"Yes, according to the plot, the original owner needs to take medicine every night."
"That medicine has a calming and hypnotic effect, and the original owner will take it when he wakes up in the middle of the night."
"But now things aren't in place!"
Xia Mu was a little puzzled.
Would a person who knows the importance of a drug really throw it away?
Xia Mu didn't believe it.
In this case, there is only one possibility, horror but it may be the truth - someone wants to make the original owner go crazy or even die.
The most lethal thing is that he is definitely an acquaintance of the original owner.
Xia Mu's eyes drooped, and all the clues were quickly skimmed in his mind.
His complexion also became solemn.
After a little respite, Xia Mu stood in front of the mirror.
The naked red mark on the neck indicates that things are not simple.
But the murderer is a person? Or two people?
"So my mission in this world?" Xia Mu closed his mouth late, and his tone was a little meaningful.
"The task of this world is to live."
001 wasn't quite sure when he conveyed the task, but he looked at it many times, and there was only one answer.
"I can only provide the host with a summary of the prospects of this world."
"The original owner is the heroine of this world, and it was smooth sailing before the age of 18, and she could easily get anything she wanted."
But on his 18th birthday, everything changed. Her spirit begins to have problems, and there is always the illusion that someone is following her. ”
"Every time I sleep, there are all kinds of scars on my body."
"I also encounter such and such accidents on weekdays, and the purpose seems to be to want her life."
"And all this because of the accident that happened on my 18th birthday—"
"She witnessed a murder scene with her own eyes. But because I drank wine for the first time at that time, I was a little dizzy, and the original owner himself couldn't be sure. ”
"The main thing is that there have been no reports of missing persons in that area in five years."
"It was also from that day that the original owner became nervous, and the slightest movement would cause her uneasiness."
"I was afraid that she would be the next person to die, but she was still scared to death."
If it is said that if you listen to the story first and then transmit it, Xia Mu may boil everything down to delusion.
But now, the wound on her neck and the vanished medicine bottle have forced her to cheer up 120,000 points.
And is all this really because of delusion? Xia Mu wasn't sure.
Xia Mu slowly sorted out all the possibilities, and then absentmindedly and slowly moved to the living room.
The living room is not overly decorated, surrounded by white walls, without a hint of color.
The furniture is all black, and the overall atmosphere is cold and simple, but it also reveals an indescribable weirdness.
This kind of decoration is really not suitable for a young girl in her twenties.
What's more, the style of the bedroom is still a proper princess style, with pink everywhere.
It was a stark contrast to the living room, as if God had played a huge joke.
And even more out of place with the cold atmosphere is the colorful ribbon in the corner next to it.
There are quite a few ribbons, and it looks like they should be used for what large celebrations.
But except for the ribbons, there is no trace of basic tableware and food.
As if everything was delusional.
"001, did you have a big party here yesterday?"
Xia Mu's intuition told her that this was the truth.
"The host guessed correctly, yesterday coincided with the original owner's 23rd birthday, and the original owner's college roommates specially prepared a birthday party for her yesterday."
A trace of doubt flashed in Xia Mu's eyes, "Is the relationship between the original owner and his roommate good?" ”
Although he asked this question, Xia Mu didn't have any extravagant hopes.
After all, if it was really a friend, how could the original owner deliberately move out to live alone.
And there is no trace of celebration, but only the ribbon is left, which reveals a trace of weirdness no matter how you look at it.
But if they hurt people, Xia Mu didn't want to believe it.
"I can only say that it is a good friend, but it is not close to much." 001 is becoming more and more cautious.
"In that case, why waste your energy on organizing a void birthday party?"
This is also what Xia Mu has always been unable to understand.
To say that they are familiar is not to be familiar, and it is impossible for the original owners of nature to be completely unguarded against them.
But if you are not familiar with it, you can freely enter and exit the house, and it is also strange to enter and exit the house as if you are in a no-man's land.
Besides, would the original owner really invite a bunch of people who don't know each other to come to the house?
Xia Mu always expressed doubts.