[MTL, BL] Kidnapped an NPC in The Game

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No one had time to take a look at the long-haired woman's body, and everything happened suddenly and quickly.

Lin Qiu dragged Qin Fen and ran a long way, until his heart was about to jump out of Yuexiong's cavity, and the two men stopped panting on their knees.

"Just... what happened." The

long-haired woman was standing behind him. If he didn't bend over, the head that rolled down was probably his.

"No...I don't know...she...she suddenly..."

Qin Fen covered his mouth, his eyes filled with tears. He couldn't see anything clearly in the dark, and blood splattered all over the floor.

Lin Qiu now feels that the real danger is hidden in invisible places.

Thinking of this, a flash of light suddenly flashed in his mind, and a somewhat absurd conjecture crossed.

But he didn't say anything and turned to look at the book in his hand.

He opened the watch, and only by the weak light did he realize that what he was holding was not a book, but a delicate and heavy diary with a brown leather cover, which looked retro and luxurious.

Qin Fen next to him was still sobbing softly, and it seemed that he was quite frightened.

But he has no time to comfort anything, just like he is unwilling to take the initiative to protect the long-haired woman, whose life is life, in such a place, if you are unable to survive, you will naturally be eliminated.

Lin Qiu's amorous peach eyes looked extremely cool in the dim light of the watch.

After confirming that there would be no danger here for the time being, he opened the diary in his hand.

I found that there is no signature in it, all the pronouns are "I", the only difference is that when referring to another person, the pronoun used is "that person", which seems very alien.

xx, xx, xx, xx,

that person was not at home today, but I'm used to it.

On xx, xx, xx,

I was very happy, because I learned a song.

On xx, xx, xx, Qing

had no one to play with me. I felt a little bored. Maybe even if I hide forever, that person will not find me gone.

On xx, xx, xx, yin is a

little annoying.

xx, xx, xx, yin,

I find it very annoying.

Lin Qiu turned a few pages in a row, and found that all the weather behind was overcast.

It seems to change according to the mood of the person writing the diary.

And every sentence is a simple expression of disgust.

He remembered the girl in the white dress in the mirror, is this diary hers?

Lin Qiu continued to turn back until the weather became cloudy.

And those short sentences expressing feelings have also changed from full of boredom to dullness.

On xx, xx, xx,

there was no one to accompany me. No, after the lights were turned on, there were. I think, it should be counted.

Turn on the lights?