[MTL, BL] The Days of Being Madly Pursued by the Boss of the Horror World

1.4

There was a dressing table beside the bed, and a portrait of a girl hung on the wall, so they guessed that this was the girl's boudoir. The shape of the bedside table, wardrobe and dressing table are all popular 20 years ago, and the ceiling is also hung with exaggerated crystal chandeliers, but the overall color of the room is very plain, and the bed sheets and quilt cover are pure white. Furniture and no decorations.

For a fashionable girl, it's almost impossible.

The dresser was empty, and the drawers were locked with a combination lock.

"Her birthday should be... April 16th, try 0416." Yu Jin knocked on the stationery on the table and said casually. He tried to open the drawer. The drawer was divided into three layers, and the upper and lower layers could be opened directly, holding medicines and paper and pen respectively. A drawer in the middle seems to be stuck by something. It is not locked from the outside, but it cannot be opened.

He squatted down, first cleared the contents of the top drawer, touched the inner wall and bottom of the drawer, made sure there was no problem, then pulled the bottom drawer open, reached out and pressed the bottom of the second layer above, sure enough is reversible. He pushed up hard, and a stack of letter paper fell.

These stationery are also some years old, have turned yellow, but still exudes a strong aroma. The letter is roughly a girl's reply to her lover, expressing her lovesickness. It didn't seem strange at first glance, but upon closer inspection, I found that the girl was too impatient, constantly urging her lover to return as soon as possible, as if there was an urgent matter to discuss with him.

After a few sheets, the content on the paper became shorter and shorter, just a simple "come back and save me".

She wrote many letters but never sent them. By the last few letters, the fonts were already messy, and many words were smeared out. Large pieces of blood were condensed on the paper. The smell of rust mixed with the original spice smell hit the nerves of the nose.

He couldn't help frowning, facing the light, struggling to read the words on the letter.

"I know you won't save me."

Ding He's voice suddenly sounded in his ear, and the warm breath brushed against his earlobe, but he felt a little gloomy unexpectedly. He took off the paper in Yu Jin's hand and smiled gently as usual: "And I hate you."

Yu Jin made up his mind: "Is this what she wrote?"

"Yes. She was probably crying when she wrote it, and her tears blurred the writing." Ding He's fingers lightly brushed the surface of the stationery, and his fingertips seemed to be stained. Bloodshot, "She was probably discovered before she could finish writing, and the word 'hate' was not completely written."

"What happened to her needs someone to save her, why didn't her lover save her?"

"This I don't know." Ding He neatly lined the stationery, and then asked the girls to borrow a hair tie to tie the stationery and collect it.

"This is a drug for mental patients," Liu Xixi picked up the medicine bottle and looked at it, "It's used to stabilize the mental state. I've taken a lot of medicine. It seems that the owner of this room has a history of mental illness. She may be because

She was locked up because of a mental illness." "Did her lover think she was sick, so she abandoned her?" He Yingying opened the drawer of the dresser and came over with a box, "Oh, no, right The sequence should be that her lover abandoned her, so her mental state is in trouble."