In the silence of the night, the shrill chewing sound became louder and faster, and frantically, the scalp tingled to listen.
Lin Xiang: [Xia Bai, did you see that blood began to spill out of his mouth.] Lin
Xiang: [What should I do?] If this continues, Brother Hua's teeth and stomach will be completely wasted.
Hua Haoming dug out another stone from the ground and stuffed it into his mouth as if he hadn't eaten for several days.
Xia Bai, who was looking at the morgue breathing heavily, patted his head.
He searched around, lifted a large stone not far away, and aimed it at the back of Hua Haoming's neck.
Lin Xiang: "..."
Xia Bai's strength is not small, and the stone he lifted is not small, and when he smashes it, the force is heavy and the speed is fast, but it is useless, when the stone is about to hit the back of Hua Haoming's neck, he suddenly turned his head, stretched out his arm and shattered the stone, and his scarlet eyes looked at Xia Bai fiercely.
Xia Bai swallowed, "Eat this big one."
Hua Haoming seemed to understand, and his eyes moved to the pile of stones that he shattered.
"Bang!" Lin Xiang, who was behind Hua Haoming, hit him with a stone on the back of the neck.
Hua Haoming didn't tremble at all, and turned his head to look at Lin Xiang again.
Lin Xiang: "... You can also eat this piece.
"..." Hua
Hao looked at him intently, the corners of his mouth were still bleeding out, and his eyes seemed to be dyed red, steaming with blood-colored light.
Lin Xiang was about to be scared by him and cried, "Xia Bai, Xia Bai, how do I feel that he wants to eat me?" What to do?
Xia Bai glanced at him, and the two had a very tacit understanding, "Run!" In the blink of an eye, the two disappeared into the
night.
Xia Bai climbed to the big tree behind, and Lin Xiang ran to the artificial lake. Originally, he also wanted to follow Xia Bai to climb the tree, but after hugging the tree, he remembered that he couldn't climb a tree, but he could swim, so he subconsciously ran to the artificial lake.
Xia Bai could still vaguely see Hua Haoming's figure on the tree, and he squatted down to nibble again.
Lin Xiang: [I can't beat it, what should I do now?] Xia
Bai: [We have to figure out what kind of fetish alienation he is first.]
Lin Xiang: [I feel a bit like pica.] Xia
Bai: [pica?] The historical scab addiction? Lin
Xiang: [...] I don't understand.
Xia Bai's head was dizzy, and he couldn't help but want to get close to the morgue, he held the family tree in his arms, trying his best to suppress this impulse, allowing himself to focus on solving Hua Haoming's affairs, and typing Lin Xiang in a drowsy manner.
Xia Bai: [There is a celebrity in history who loves to eat scabs on people's bodies, and often abuses people, eating the scabs formed by their wounds, and eating them will be comfortable, let's find some scabs for Hua Haoming to eat?]
Lin Xiang: [It doesn't have to be a scab, but hair seems to be useful.]
Lin Xiang knew that pica was through Rapunzel syndrome. He often leaned over to listen to his mother gossip with the group of wealthy wives, and once happened to hear that the daughter of a family had Rapunzel syndrome, and secretly plucked her hair every day to eat.
Her mother told them that Rapunzel syndrome was one of the pica.
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Corpse Collector | BL, MTL
Science FictionThe first time Ling Jiangye laid eyes on Xia Bai, all he could see was the captivating absence of his cerebrum. He couldn’t fathom how this man had managed to survive through the horrifying games. It wasn’t until he got injured in a game, looking li...
