Qi Zhen speculated that the content depicted in this graffiti was probably related to He Xiang's death.

Because when he was at the dinner table, He Chengwei deliberately mentioned the washing machine in order to disgust Mrs. Xu and Qin Ruilan, and even sent new clothes, when Mrs. Xu and Qin Ruilan heard the word "washing machine", their faces sank, and "washing machine" may be some kind of death hint.

The words "501" and "forbidden" were ambiguously written next to the graffiti, and Mrs. Xu did not allow many joys and many joys to go to the fifth floor without permission.

He Si also mentioned earlier that there is a strange story in this apartment, there is a monster on the fifth floor that will dismember girls, it will dismember girls and throw them into the washing machine to stir until the dismembered girls are broken, swollen and white......

In addition, in the afternoon dream, 079 incarnated as a little boy and led Qi Ji to the fifth floor of the apartment, when Qi Ji saw a powder blue stroller parked outside the 501 apartment, which was later confirmed that Qi Ji determined that the two strollers were missing.

It seems that the location of He Xiang's corpse and the truth of these strange stories need to be found on the fifth floor.

There are only two rooms on the fifth floor where Mrs. Xu's family lives, and 502 of them are inhabited by the paper figure Niannian, who has not been out since she returned to the room last night.

Then the remaining suspicious room is 501.

The character "Fu" on the door of 501 is still in a state of handstand, and it seems that the paper man who has not returned home for the time being has visited this room.

Whose room is 501? And the little boy character played by 079, is it also related to the fifth floor?

The identity of 079 and the truth on the fifth floor are the two biggest mysteries in the dungeon now.

Qi Zhen glanced at the time, it was already close to twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, whether it was a guest from afar or Mrs. Xu's family, it was not suitable to act after midnight under the restrictions of the rules.

Qi Zhen decided to wait for dawn to go to the fifth floor to explore, tonight, as Mrs. Xu's favorite little granddaughter, there should be no more major crises, and he can have a good rest.

After a simple wash, Qi Yan did not rush to lie on the bed, but followed Qi Xiaonian's example, sitting in front of the black piano and reading the score of "Non-existent Friends".

Looking at it, he even raised his hand in boredom and struck the keys with a very rusty technique.

The choppy music permeated the old pink room, and the staccato was not good, and he tapped the keys with his fingertips, and from time to time he looked at the crayon drawings hanging on the dresser, but unfortunately, this time the crayon drawings did not change, and the black shadow was reflected on the canvas as it was, leaving nothing on the window pane.

Qi Yan didn't play long before there was a knocking sound on the wall connected to 202.

"How happy and happy, don't practice late at night and disturb the people, tonight there are guests from afar in the building, and the movement is too loud but will be complained." Mrs. Xu Minxin reminded the child as politely as possible.

Qi Xiaonian, who had been lying on the bed for a while, almost burst out laughing.

His brother was perfect in everything he did, but he lacked a sense of rhythm and was easy to play out of tune, and he didn't know anything about singing, because no one had ever heard his brother sing, and he couldn't even imagine the scene.

Qi Jiu's hand paused on the keys, and pursed his lips with some regret: "Sorry to disturb your rest." ”

Across a wall, he apologized to his "parents" who lived in 202.

He had to lie back in bed, and soon his sleepiness welled up, and Qi Yan fell asleep.

Maybe it was because he saw the little boy played by 079, Qi Yan rarely dreamed of the days when he was a child in a welfare home.

The impression of the blessing is always gray, bleak, and lifeless, whether it is the red brick dormitory building or the red-painted iron fence are mottled and faded, the two-meter-high cement wall blocks the children's vision, and only the fir branches that protrude from the fence are free, although they have long since withered.

In the dream, Qi Zhen is sometimes himself, and sometimes he is the third perspective.

He stood far away, watching his childhood self sit in the wet and cold corner of the dormitory, his little body curled up in the cold.

It rained, the windows were blown open by the wind, and the majestic rain flooded into the house, and soon it was going to flood the corners of the house.

When he was a child, Qi Yan didn't mind being wet by the rain, he didn't even have the intention of moving his body, and let the rain gradually come up, completely submerging him who shrunk into a small ball.

Fluids can give him a sense of security, albeit based on suffocation.

Breathing is a human weakness, and he knows it.

The unbridled rain quickly flooded the dream, and Qi Jiu, who was watching from a third-point perspective, could not escape, the icy water poured into his nose, and he couldn't breathe oxygen.

But dreams are always unreasonable, and even if there is a lack of oxygen, Qi Ji still doesn't feel uncomfortable.

It was as if he was in a special petri dish at the moment, surrounded by a special liquid that encased him in the oxygen he needed to live.

In the next second, the picture of the dream was frozen in the chaotic water, and the vision was completely obscured, but instead it was replaced by the sound of the keys being struck, and the sound changed from distant and dull to gradually clear, as if the sound of the piano slowly surfaced from the bottom of the water.

It's a very rusty playing technique, like someone who lacks a sense of musicality forcibly playing the piano, just like what Qi Yan did in room 202 just now.

Qi Yan unconsciously bent the corners of his lips, he knew who was striking the keys at the moment.

Slowly, the soaking sensation of the liquid disappeared, and Qi Zhen felt that he was sitting in front of a piano, his eyes were blindfolded, and his hands were held by someone with just the right amount of strength, and he was playing a melody that was not smooth under the guidance of the other party in a tacit attitude.

Qi Yan tilted his head slightly and leaned back, giving the center of gravity of his body to the other party, and even deliberately exposed his neck, as if a completely surrendered prey, sacrificing his most fragile and delicious parts.

Although Qi Jiu's eyes were blindfolded, he knew that the other party was staring at him, so he deliberately slipped his Adam's apple and smiled very lightly.

He knew the other person could see it, and he wanted him to see it.

"Shh The other party's hand was pressing on the keys, so he had to put his lips to his ear to remind him.

This guy's lips are still the same as ever, soft and cool.

He even has the illusion that if he is "disobedient", the other party will bite his ear in the next second and punish him for being naughty.

Chapter 214: Year (33)

But it's not like he hasn't been bitten by the other party.

Qi Zhen clearly remembered the feeling of the tip of the other party's teeth piercing into the flesh, it didn't hurt, and it was even a little itchy, as if his heart was gently scratched by a kitten's paw, and then there was a thirst that made him unable to extricate himself.

- The desire for fresh and sweet liquids, the desire for the other person's blood.

It is not only out of the instinct of the living body, but also from the spiritual level of dependence, and an innate addiction.

I don't know if 079 feels the same way when I bite it? Qi Yan was suddenly a little curious.

"Be attentive." As if he had seen Qi Ji's fugue, 079 reminded him by sticking to his ear.

Although Qi Yan couldn't see it, he sketched a picture of the other party's warning with small fangs in the dark.

What a strict and playful guy, he thought.

The melody flowed from under the fingertips of the two of them, and the unfamiliar playing technique was definitely not beautiful, but at the moment the melody seemed to be unimportant.

Qi Zhen really focused on playing, he tapped the keys with his fingertips under the guidance of the other party, perhaps because of the dream, everything around him was painted with strange colors, and each other's hands seemed to be connected together, as if they were reflected in each other's shadows on the glass window, similar, close, connected, and overlapping.

From temperature to musculoskeletal, they fuse with each other.

When the song was over, Qi Yan finally pulled his hand from the keys, he touched the handkerchief covering his eyes, and teased: "It turns out that the "handkerchief of a non-existent friend" is this usage? ”

079's lips were still pressed against his ear, and he whispered, "Of course, there are other uses. ”

Qi Jiu: "I can't take off my handkerchief now, can I?" ”

079: "I'll tell you when I can." ”

Qi Jiu: "Then can you tell me what you were thinking when you were bitten by me before?" ”

079 was silent for a moment and smiled: "Was it because of this distraction just now?" ”

Qi Yan smiled but did not answer, and acquiesced.

079 smacked softly, then unceremoniously bit the tip of his ear with the tip of his tooth, a bit of a joking warning, like a naughty child playing a secret game where only each other knew the rules.

The other party obviously didn't exert any force, but Qi Yan felt that the muscles of his whole body were tightening, and his body trembled slightly.

079 clearly felt the change in his body, and smiled a little triumphantly, "Don't be nervous. ”

Qi Zhen is not a foolish personality, and asked reluctantly: "079, you haven't answered my question yet." ”

079: "Oh, I forgot, it's been a long time since then. ”

Qi Jiu: "Huh? ”

079 changed his serious tone: "The next time you bite me again, I will give you a detailed description." ”

Qi Jiu: "I can understand that you are inviting me?" ”

079 smiled, kind of admitted, and after half a second, he changed his words and said, "You should wake up, but..."

"Male sister, move next door to me."

As he spoke, 079 grabbed Qi Jiu's fingers and tapped the keys, the balance of the dream was instantly broken, and Qi Jiu woke up in Duoxi's bed.

The crayon drawing on the dresser was facing him, and the dark shadow on the canvas did not change.

He subconsciously touched his ears, perhaps because he was sleeping sideways and pressing his ears, the outer frame of the pinna was red and hot, as if he had really been bitten by someone.

His face was also a little burned.

What does 079's last sentence in the dream mean, "Move next door to me"? Qi Zhen knew that the guy wouldn't waste time talking nonsense, and at the beginning of this sentence, 079 called him "male sister", indicating that 079 was talking to him as a copy character.

Is the role of the little boy next door to 079 ......?

Qi Yan stared at the ceiling for a moment, then exhaled lightly, quickly adjusted his mood and looked out the window.

At this time, the sky was just dawning, and Qi Xiaonian, who was on the bed, didn't know when he fell asleep, and he hadn't woken up yet.

It seems that last night was Christmas Eve, and there was no disturbing movement.

Qi Yan got up from the bed, there was an old yellow calendar on the desk, he picked up the water-based pen of Duoxiduole, and wrote "the second day of the first month" on the blank page of the yellow calendar.

The column of the old Huang calendar, which was originally blurred, is now clearly written on the precautions for the second day of the Lunar New Year-

"Today: meet relatives and friends, visit the door, find people and things, bury, move to a new house, go back to your parents' home, listen to the play, and sleep lazy"

"Today's taboo: seeking children, seeking medical treatment, seeking wealth"

Seeing that today's relatives and friends should visit the door, looking for people and things, Qi Yan breathed a sigh of relief, sure enough, it depends on the time and place, the content of the old yellow calendar is changing every day, and doing the right thing at the right time can get twice the result with half the effort.

This principle is especially applicable in the context of replicas with Chinese weirdness as the core.

Qi Yan patted Qi Xiaonian's shoulder, the other party slept lightly, and quickly opened his sleepy eyes, but he subconsciously trembled the moment he saw Qi Yan, and his body shrank back slightly, revealing a panicked look that was different from before: "Brother?!" ”

After a day and a night of nervousness in the dungeon, Qi Xiaonian was also completely tired, he just wanted to take a nap last night, but he fell asleep unconsciously.

Qi Yan noticed Qi Xiaonian's unusual reaction, frowned and asked with concern, "What's wrong?" Did something happen last night? ”

Qi Xiaonian was in a trance for a moment and shook his head: "It's nothing, I had a nightmare last night, so..."

Halfway through the words, Qi Xiaonian stopped, he rubbed his sleepy eyes and looked out the window, "Hey, it's dawn." ”

Not only did he sleep last night, but he also had a very absurd nightmare, so when Qi Ji woke him up, he had a dodging reaction.

Because the absurd part of the nightmare has to do with the brother in front of him.

But Qi Xiaonian has always been able to distinguish between dreams and reality, reality and reality cannot be affected by such an ethereal thing as dreams, and the two cannot be confused.

Qi Zhen glanced at him steadily, and did not continue to talk about the topic of nightmares, but told the other party his plan in a slightly faster voice: "While it's still early, Mrs. Xu didn't come over to order breakfast, I'll go to the fifth floor to find out first, and if Mrs. Xu comes later, you can help me deal with it, and I will be back soon." ”