July 24, 2023 by Wyrd
The blood-red characters appeared out of nowhere, in the same font as the previous diary entries. However, these characters were covered in streaks of blood, as if the red pigment had been smeared downwards by gravity, creating an eerie and terrifying effect.
Perhaps it wasn’t red pigment at all, but genuinely written in blood. They could even smell the intense scent of blood.
What’s even more disturbing was the terrifying content of the characters, as if the owner of the diary had been watching them all along, sending shivers down their spines.
No, maybe it’s not just about watching them. Song Yu might have trapped them on the fourth floor just to make them read this diary!
This might be a... confession.
A confession to a certain teenager.
The players present were not in the mood to witness this unique confession. After glancing at Ruan Qing, they all remained alert and vigilant of their surroundings.
They were afraid that Song Yu might suddenly appear and tear them apart.
Ruan Qing was still wondering when he had touched Song Yu, but he was caught off guard when he saw those four blood-red characters. He took two steps back in fear, and his beautiful eyes showed a hint of panic and unease.
The next second, a strong sense of scrutiny came from directly above Ruan Qing, making his spine chill, as if something was staring at him from above.
Ruan Qing’s breath hitched, and he froze in place, his body stiff. A very bad premonition rose in his heart, but he didn’t dare to look up.
Suddenly, a dripping sound echoed, and a drop of blood fell onto the notebook that the player hadn’t closed yet. In the somewhat quiet dormitory, the sound was unusually loud, almost making everyone’s heart skip a beat.
Clearly, there was something above them.
Ruan Qing’s scalp instantly tingled, and his body was covered in goosebumps. Cold sweat broke out, and his mind screamed at him to escape from there.
Ruan Qing followed his instincts and didn’t lift his head to confirm if his suspicions were true. Instead, without any hesitation, he ran straight for the door.
Ruan Qing knew very well that if he looked up, he might lose all strength and courage to run away.
The players didn’t have Ruan Qing’s eerie intuition. After the blood drop, they subconsciously looked up.
A distorted figure was lying on the edge of the upper bunk, staring straight at them, eerie and terrifying.
The players widened their eyes and the next second, they rushed towards the door, and Fang Qingyuan also pulled Ruan Qing along.
Although Ruan Qing was the first to realize that they should run, his speed was much slower than the others.
Just as the group was about to run out of the dormitory room, the door slammed shut, and everyone’s hearts sank again.
Even though it was broad daylight, the moment the door closed, the room plunged into darkness, and a chilling coldness swept in.
Everyone tensed up, huddled back to back, holding items to deal with supernatural entities.
Ruan Qing was very afraid, even starting to feel cold. He tightly held the hand of the player holding him, fearing being left behind.
Ruan Qing had considered that Song Yu might have some feelings for him, and he also thought that Song Yu might resent him, but he never expected that everything before was deliberately planned by Song Yu.
Nor did he expect that the talisman the other gave him would have this effect, binding them in a marriage contract...
Due to fear, tears welled up in Ruan Qing’s eyes. He bit his lip tightly, regretting not removing the talisman when Song Yu gave it to him.
The darkness was thick, and not a trace of light could be seen, as if the dormitory room had been cut off, forming an isolated island with no light.
Silence enveloped the surroundings, and the entire world became eerily quiet.
Yet, upon closer listen, it seemed as though there were faint sounds.
Rustling and scattering noises, as if something in the darkness was approaching, giving a creepy feeling.
But upon further listening, the sound disappeared.
The inner fear was gradually magnifying, and that bone-chilling feeling grew stronger.
Ruan Qing tightly held the hand of the player, shifting himself closer to the person, almost leaning on them, while the other hand clung to the player’s clothing.
As if this would provide him with some sense of security.
Tick-tock.
Tick-tock.
Tick-tock.
It’s like the sound of water dripping, but no one would really think it’s the sound of water droplets.
Ruan Qing’s heart sank heavily; that was... the sound of dripping blood.
The sound grew closer.
This meant that Song Yu was getting closer to them.
Just as Ruan Qing was about to step back and move away from the sound of the dripping blood, suddenly someone pushed him hard, with such force that he was pushed out of the crowd.
Toward the direction of that dripping, blood sound.
Ruan Qing widened his eyes. His pupils constricted, and he staggered backward uncontrollably, instinctively trying to grab the hand of that player.
But that player suddenly let go of his hand, just as if he and the person who pushed him wanted to use him to attract Song Yu’s attention.
Perhaps they had always thought this way.
Otherwise, they wouldn’t have brought him along when he was just obviously a burden.
Ruan Qing’s strength was too weak; when the other person let go of his hand, he fell backward directly.
At this moment, time seemed to slow down, slow enough for Ruan Qing to recall the first time he encountered a ghost.
Back then, he was still someone who heavily believed in science. It’s a time when he was always trying to escape from the people wanting to imprison him.
A beautiful castle was built on the mountain, trapping everyone inside the castle, including him.
He wanted freedom.
So he stole the key and relied on calculations and intuition to choose the right path to leave the castle.
But out of fear of being caught and brought back, he didn’t take the main road; instead, he chose to walk through the desolate and uninhabited mountain forest.
The mountain forest seemed like a primitive wilderness untouched by human presence. There were no visible paths, and few people had ventured there. Not knowing which way to go, he randomly chose a direction and kept moving forward.
He firmly believed that as long as he kept going in one direction without changing course, he would eventually find his way out of the forest.
Indeed, this turned out to be true. By the time it was past midnight, he had finally exited the forest. On the edge of the forest, there was an enormous cemetery. To descend from the mountain, he had to pass through that graveyard or take a much longer detour around it.
Exhausted from a day of walking, he made a decision he would regret for the rest of his life.
He chose to pass through the graveyard.
The moonlight was bright, casting clear illumination on the ground and allowing him to see a figure emerging from one of the graves as he was halfway through.
At first, he naively thought it might be a grave robber.
He realized it wasn't a person when he saw a bloody figure coming towards him, losing its head due to excessive motion, yet still moving.
It was a ghost.
His eyes widened, pupils dilated, and without thinking, he turned and ran.
But with his weak constitution, there was no way he could outrun a ghost.
The ghost caught up to him.
Then, the ghost dragged him into a coffin, and he helplessly watched as the coffin lid slowly closed.
No one would come to save him, and there was no way he could be saved.
Because he knew very well that in order to avoid being caught, he had chosen a path that would never be discovered and even erased all traces of his passage.
As the coffin lid completely shut, blocking out the moonlight, the inside of the coffin became pitch black, and he couldn’t see anything anymore.
Only the ghost approached him slowly.
Later, how was he saved? He didn’t remember.
He only remembered that unshakable fear and overwhelming terror that engulfed him.
They tried to hypnotize him, to make him forget that fear.
But they forgot that he was skilled at hypnosis too, and he couldn’t even hypnotize himself to completely forget.
Trapped in a coffin.
Unable to escape, unable to break free, unable to forget.
That night became a memory he could never forget, and the fear of ghosts became an instinctive reaction he couldn’t overcome.
The situation right now was just like that pitch-black coffin.
Ruan Qing’s face was filled with vulnerability, and in the end, he closed his eyes in despair, allowing fear and terror to sweep through his mind in an instant.
Just as Ruan Qing was about to fall completely, a hand suddenly and unexpectedly grabbed him, instantly pulling him back.
“Mmm...” Because of the force of the pull, Ruan Qing’s hand felt a painful sensation when it was caught. However, he didn’t feel the pain; his heart was beating rapidly because someone had grabbed him.
The man who held him pulled Ruan Qing into his arms, tightly embracing his waist, and reached out to touch his head, seemingly comforting him silently.
Whether it was due to pain, fear, or perhaps relief at being rescued, tears welled up in Ruan Qing’s eyes at that moment, uncontrollably streaming down his cheeks, and his body trembled slightly.
Ruan Qing clung tightly to the man’s clothes, crumpling them as if he had grasped the only lifeline.
The man did not resist him; instead, his grip around Ruan Qing’s waist tightened, revealing a hint of dominance and possessiveness.
The warmth of the person before him brought some calmness to Ruan Qing, who was on the verge of breaking down.
Perhaps Ruan Qing was too frightened, completely unaware that the dripping sound of blood had long vanished.
At that moment when he was pushed out...
The darkness was extremely thick, giving rise to countless shadows, as if there were no visible boundaries, bringing endless danger and oppression to people, also evoking uncontrollable fear and unease.
Just as Ruan Qing was filled with fear, suddenly, someone grabbed his chin, not allowing any form of rejection, and then his head was forcibly lifted up.
Ruan Qing subconsciously wanted to turn his head away to avoid it, however, the next second the person in front of him moved closer to him, interlacing his breath with his, and his lowered voice with a magnetic sound rang in his ears in a way that only he could hear, “You don’t want to be pushed out again, right?”
The man’s voice was very unfamiliar.
Upon hearing the man’s words, Ruan Qing instantly froze, his watery eyes widened in shock and fear. His face turned paler, and tears streamed down his cheeks, resembling glistening pearls.
But his body still stiffened, not daring to move even a bit because he feared that if he made any movement, the man would truly push him out.
The man’s gaze fell upon the person in front of him, whose eyes were moistened with tears. The teenager’s long eyelashes trembled like wings with teardrops clinging to them. Tears dampened his delicate face, and it bore an expression of vulnerability and fear, presenting a pitiful and helpless appearance.
But this did not evoke any pity or sympathy from the man. He slightly leaned over, a few points closer to the teenager, his slender fingers first gently wiped the tears in the corner of the teenager’s eyes, and then his thumb rested on the teenager’s thin lips that were bitten red and moist. He rubbed the other’s lips for a few seconds, and then gently pressed it.
The teenager’s lips were really as he had imagined, very soft, probably because the other had just bitten it. Warm and moist, the touch was like a feather tickling into the bottom of his heart.
The next second, the man cupped the teenager’s chin, raised it a few points, directly lowered his head, and kissed him.
The warm and moist touch on his lips came, Ruan Qing clenched his teeth and stood rigidly in place, letting the man kiss him.
Only the fingers tugging on the man’s clothes were already starting to turn white because of how hard he clenched them.
After the man kissed a few times, he was very unsatisfied with just his lips and teeth; he stretched out his tongue to lightly lick and suck on the teenager’s thin lips, waiting for the teenager’s lips to be full of his breath before he stretched out his tongue to invade the other’s teeth.
July 24, 2023 by Wyrd
The blood-red characters appeared out of nowhere, in the same font as the previous diary entries. However, these characters were covered in streaks of blood, as if the red pigment had been smeared downwards by gravity, creating an eerie and terrifying effect.
Perhaps it wasn’t red pigment at all, but genuinely written in blood. They could even smell the intense scent of blood.
What’s even more disturbing was the terrifying content of the characters, as if the owner of the diary had been watching them all along, sending shivers down their spines.
No, maybe it’s not just about watching them. Song Yu might have trapped them on the fourth floor just to make them read this diary!
This might be a... confession.
A confession to a certain teenager.
The players present were not in the mood to witness this unique confession. After glancing at Ruan Qing, they all remained alert and vigilant of their surroundings.
They were afraid that Song Yu might suddenly appear and tear them apart.
Ruan Qing was still wondering when he had touched Song Yu, but he was caught off guard when he saw those four blood-red characters. He took two steps back in fear, and his beautiful eyes showed a hint of panic and unease.
The next second, a strong sense of scrutiny came from directly above Ruan Qing, making his spine chill, as if something was staring at him from above.
Ruan Qing’s breath hitched, and he froze in place, his body stiff. A very bad premonition rose in his heart, but he didn’t dare to look up.
Suddenly, a dripping sound echoed, and a drop of blood fell onto the notebook that the player hadn’t closed yet. In the somewhat quiet dormitory, the sound was unusually loud, almost making everyone’s heart skip a beat.
Clearly, there was something above them.
Ruan Qing’s scalp instantly tingled, and his body was covered in goosebumps. Cold sweat broke out, and his mind screamed at him to escape from there.
Ruan Qing followed his instincts and didn’t lift his head to confirm if his suspicions were true. Instead, without any hesitation, he ran straight for the door.
Ruan Qing knew very well that if he looked up, he might lose all strength and courage to run away.
The players didn’t have Ruan Qing’s eerie intuition. After the blood drop, they subconsciously looked up.
A distorted figure was lying on the edge of the upper bunk, staring straight at them, eerie and terrifying.
The players widened their eyes and the next second, they rushed towards the door, and Fang Qingyuan also pulled Ruan Qing along.
Although Ruan Qing was the first to realize that they should run, his speed was much slower than the others.
Just as the group was about to run out of the dormitory room, the door slammed shut, and everyone’s hearts sank again.
Even though it was broad daylight, the moment the door closed, the room plunged into darkness, and a chilling coldness swept in.
Everyone tensed up, huddled back to back, holding items to deal with supernatural entities.
Ruan Qing was very afraid, even starting to feel cold. He tightly held the hand of the player holding him, fearing being left behind.
Ruan Qing had considered that Song Yu might have some feelings for him, and he also thought that Song Yu might resent him, but he never expected that everything before was deliberately planned by Song Yu.
Nor did he expect that the talisman the other gave him would have this effect, binding them in a marriage contract...
Due to fear, tears welled up in Ruan Qing’s eyes. He bit his lip tightly, regretting not removing the talisman when Song Yu gave it to him.
The darkness was thick, and not a trace of light could be seen, as if the dormitory room had been cut off, forming an isolated island with no light.
Silence enveloped the surroundings, and the entire world became eerily quiet.
Yet, upon closer listen, it seemed as though there were faint sounds.
Rustling and scattering noises, as if something in the darkness was approaching, giving a creepy feeling.
But upon further listening, the sound disappeared.
The inner fear was gradually magnifying, and that bone-chilling feeling grew stronger.
Ruan Qing tightly held the hand of the player, shifting himself closer to the person, almost leaning on them, while the other hand clung to the player’s clothing.
As if this would provide him with some sense of security.
Tick-tock.
Tick-tock.
Tick-tock.
It’s like the sound of water dripping, but no one would really think it’s the sound of water droplets.
Ruan Qing’s heart sank heavily; that was... the sound of dripping blood.
The sound grew closer.
This meant that Song Yu was getting closer to them.
Just as Ruan Qing was about to step back and move away from the sound of the dripping blood, suddenly someone pushed him hard, with such force that he was pushed out of the crowd.
Toward the direction of that dripping, blood sound.
Ruan Qing widened his eyes. His pupils constricted, and he staggered backward uncontrollably, instinctively trying to grab the hand of that player.
But that player suddenly let go of his hand, just as if he and the person who pushed him wanted to use him to attract Song Yu’s attention.
Perhaps they had always thought this way.
Otherwise, they wouldn’t have brought him along when he was just obviously a burden.
Ruan Qing’s strength was too weak; when the other person let go of his hand, he fell backward directly.
At this moment, time seemed to slow down, slow enough for Ruan Qing to recall the first time he encountered a ghost.
Back then, he was still someone who heavily believed in science. It’s a time when he was always trying to escape from the people wanting to imprison him.
A beautiful castle was built on the mountain, trapping everyone inside the castle, including him.
He wanted freedom.
So he stole the key and relied on calculations and intuition to choose the right path to leave the castle.
But out of fear of being caught and brought back, he didn’t take the main road; instead, he chose to walk through the desolate and uninhabited mountain forest.
The mountain forest seemed like a primitive wilderness untouched by human presence. There were no visible paths, and few people had ventured there. Not knowing which way to go, he randomly chose a direction and kept moving forward.
He firmly believed that as long as he kept going in one direction without changing course, he would eventually find his way out of the forest.
Indeed, this turned out to be true. By the time it was past midnight, he had finally exited the forest. On the edge of the forest, there was an enormous cemetery. To descend from the mountain, he had to pass through that graveyard or take a much longer detour around it.
Exhausted from a day of walking, he made a decision he would regret for the rest of his life.
He chose to pass through the graveyard.
The moonlight was bright, casting clear illumination on the ground and allowing him to see a figure emerging from one of the graves as he was halfway through.
At first, he naively thought it might be a grave robber.
He realized it wasn't a person when he saw a bloody figure coming towards him, losing its head due to excessive motion, yet still moving.
It was a ghost.
His eyes widened, pupils dilated, and without thinking, he turned and ran.
But with his weak constitution, there was no way he could outrun a ghost.
The ghost caught up to him.
Then, the ghost dragged him into a coffin, and he helplessly watched as the coffin lid slowly closed.
No one would come to save him, and there was no way he could be saved.
Because he knew very well that in order to avoid being caught, he had chosen a path that would never be discovered and even erased all traces of his passage.
As the coffin lid completely shut, blocking out the moonlight, the inside of the coffin became pitch black, and he couldn’t see anything anymore.
Only the ghost approached him slowly.
Later, how was he saved? He didn’t remember.
He only remembered that unshakable fear and overwhelming terror that engulfed him.
They tried to hypnotize him, to make him forget that fear.
But they forgot that he was skilled at hypnosis too, and he couldn’t even hypnotize himself to completely forget.
Trapped in a coffin.
Unable to escape, unable to break free, unable to forget.
That night became a memory he could never forget, and the fear of ghosts became an instinctive reaction he couldn’t overcome.
The situation right now was just like that pitch-black coffin.
Ruan Qing’s face was filled with vulnerability, and in the end, he closed his eyes in despair, allowing fear and terror to sweep through his mind in an instant.
Just as Ruan Qing was about to fall completely, a hand suddenly and unexpectedly grabbed him, instantly pulling him back.
“Mmm...” Because of the force of the pull, Ruan Qing’s hand felt a painful sensation when it was caught. However, he didn’t feel the pain; his heart was beating rapidly because someone had grabbed him.
The man who held him pulled Ruan Qing into his arms, tightly embracing his waist, and reached out to touch his head, seemingly comforting him silently.
Whether it was due to pain, fear, or perhaps relief at being rescued, tears welled up in Ruan Qing’s eyes at that moment, uncontrollably streaming down his cheeks, and his body trembled slightly.
Ruan Qing clung tightly to the man’s clothes, crumpling them as if he had grasped the only lifeline.
The man did not resist him; instead, his grip around Ruan Qing’s waist tightened, revealing a hint of dominance and possessiveness.
The warmth of the person before him brought some calmness to Ruan Qing, who was on the verge of breaking down.
Perhaps Ruan Qing was too frightened, completely unaware that the dripping sound of blood had long vanished.
At that moment when he was pushed out...
The darkness was extremely thick, giving rise to countless shadows, as if there were no visible boundaries, bringing endless danger and oppression to people, also evoking uncontrollable fear and unease.
Just as Ruan Qing was filled with fear, suddenly, someone grabbed his chin, not allowing any form of rejection, and then his head was forcibly lifted up.
Ruan Qing subconsciously wanted to turn his head away to avoid it, however, the next second the person in front of him moved closer to him, interlacing his breath with his, and his lowered voice with a magnetic sound rang in his ears in a way that only he could hear, “You don’t want to be pushed out again, right?”
The man’s voice was very unfamiliar.
Upon hearing the man’s words, Ruan Qing instantly froze, his watery eyes widened in shock and fear. His face turned paler, and tears streamed down his cheeks, resembling glistening pearls.
But his body still stiffened, not daring to move even a bit because he feared that if he made any movement, the man would truly push him out.
The man’s gaze fell upon the person in front of him, whose eyes were moistened with tears. The teenager’s long eyelashes trembled like wings with teardrops clinging to them. Tears dampened his delicate face, and it bore an expression of vulnerability and fear, presenting a pitiful and helpless appearance.
But this did not evoke any pity or sympathy from the man. He slightly leaned over, a few points closer to the teenager, his slender fingers first gently wiped the tears in the corner of the teenager’s eyes, and then his thumb rested on the teenager’s thin lips that were bitten red and moist. He rubbed the other’s lips for a few seconds, and then gently pressed it.
The teenager’s lips were really as he had imagined, very soft, probably because the other had just bitten it. Warm and moist, the touch was like a feather tickling into the bottom of his heart.
The next second, the man cupped the teenager’s chin, raised it a few points, directly lowered his head, and kissed him.
The warm and moist touch on his lips came, Ruan Qing clenched his teeth and stood rigidly in place, letting the man kiss him.
Only the fingers tugging on the man’s clothes were already starting to turn white because of how hard he clenched them.
After the man kissed a few times, he was very unsatisfied with just his lips and teeth; he stretched out his tongue to lightly lick and suck on the teenager’s thin lips, waiting for the teenager’s lips to be full of his breath before he stretched out his tongue to invade the other’s teeth.
