Chapter 35: Horror Livestream Room (35)

The night was deep, and even the residential buildings had few occupants with lights still on. Most of the residents were likely resting.

There was hardly anyone entering or exiting the front door of the building, and there were no pedestrians on the road.

Under the dim streetlights, there were only two individuals, a young boy and a man.

At this moment, the young boy and the man were both walking, with the boy taking hesitant steps backward in fear while the man was steadily moving forward.

The man’s strides were longer than those of the boy, gradually closing the distance between them.

Ruan Qing widened his eyes, watching the man approaching closer and took several steps back before realizing it. He suddenly turned around in panic, attempting to escape.

However, this time, the man did not give him another chance. He moved swiftly, almost appearing behind the boy in the blink of an eye, and a large chainsaw loomed before the boy’s neck.

Ruan Qing narrowly avoided colliding with it. Fortunately, he reacted quickly and stopped his steps before crashing into the man.

In an instinctive effort to balance the impact, he leaned his head back and his body suddenly leaned backward. The force of the tilt was strong enough to make him lose his balance and fall to the ground.

But instead of falling to the ground due to the excessive force, Ruan Qing ended up colliding into the chest of the man behind him.

His back hit something solid, and without needing to think, he knew what it was. Ruan Qing widened his eyes, his heart almost stopping, and then he struggled to escape.

However, the chainsaw in the man’s hand approached a little closer, forcing Ruan Qing to fall back again. It even compelled him to instinctively tilt his head back, stiffening his body as he leaned against the man’s chest, not daring to move an inch.

The huge chainsaw emitted a chilling glimmer under the streetlight, appearing icy and profound. Its sharp gears were incredibly terrifying, as if they could easily slice off the boy’s head with just a slight movement.

In this hunting game, the hunter would effortlessly claim victory.

And the young boy would be forever buried on this night, quite possibly meeting an untimely demise.

Ruan Qing tensed his whole body, forced to tilt his head back, exposing his slender neck with bandages. At this moment, he no longer cared about how tilting his head affected the wound on his neck because the chainsaw was simply too close.

It felt as if he would encounter the teeth of the chainsaw if he relaxed even a little.

And those teeth were incredibly sharp, not even slightly damaged from previously cutting through walls. They could easily pierce his skin without any effort.

The threat and fear brought by death made Ruan Qing nervously swallow a mouthful of saliva. His Adam’s apple moved slightly up and down, his eyes turned slightly red at the corners, cold sweat dripped from his forehead and slid down his fair and delicate skin.

There was a sense of chaos and fragility for no reason, as if it was a delicate and beautiful porcelain, fragile amidst its beauty.

In fact, Ruan Qing’s condition at this moment could not be considered good, and one could even say he was in a sorry state. His slightly long hair was messy, with a few strands wet with sweat on his cheeks, giving him a somewhat disheveled appearance. His clothes were also dirty.

However, despite all this, it didn’t diminish his splendor in the slightest. Although his face was covered by a mask, his dazzling eyes shone brightly under the dim streetlights.

Pure and clean.

Like the most beautiful glass gem in the world, radiating the most captivating colors.

Especially when the boy’s eyes turned red, and a thin layer of mist filled his clear gaze. It was as if a breathtaking filter had been added to the glass gem.

It was like peering at the elusive evening glow in the clouds through the mist.

The beauty was suffocating.

The man was tall, at least half a head taller than the boy. He firmly held the boy’s chin from behind, looking down at him with a perverse fascination on his face. His eyes were filled with astonishment and admiration as he exclaimed, “So beautiful.”

More beautiful than any gem he had ever collected.

The man reached out his hand and gently caressed along the edge of Ruan Qing’s eyes.

Perhaps it was because the man had a lower body temperature, or maybe it was due to holding the cold chainsaw all the time, but his fingers were extremely cold, and the touch on the face was very uncomfortable.

It even brought a chill, making one feel slightly creepy.

The cold touch stimulated Ruan Qing, causing him to tremble slightly, but he dared not struggle or resist. He didn’t even dare to move a single inch.

Because the man’s recent praise was filled with sincerity, but it also sent shivers down one’s spine, making it impossible to resist trembling.

Moreover, the man’s gentle touch on his eyes seemed as if he could pluck them out at any moment.

That was not a compliment; it was a desire to possess something he liked at any given moment.

Sure enough, the man continued speaking in a tone filled with delight and excitement, but his next words were extremely cruel. “Your eyes are so beautiful. Can you give them to me?”

Eyes were part of a person’s body. How could they be given away? And how could one possibly give them away?

The answer was obvious.

The young boy widened his eyes at the words but did not answer. Fear and dread quickly filled his eyes, and tears overflowed, falling like scattered pearls, moistening his cheeks.

“Wow...” The man’s eyes lit up upon seeing this, and his pupils seemed to dilate. His infatuation grew deeper, resembling that of a perverted maniac.

The young boy’s features were exceptionally beautiful. Due to the man’s earlier touch, they now appeared as if the sunset had stained the horizon with a gorgeous red, resembling ripe cherries.

And when he cried, he became even more beautiful. The wet eyes reflected a shimmering glow under the streetlight, like the sparkling stars on a summer night.

He looked astonishingly beautiful.

The man’s touch unconsciously became stronger, sometimes gently rubbing around the eye sockets and sometimes pressing firmly on the corners of the eyes, making Ruan Qing’s eye corners redder and wetter.

Even the teardrops at the corners of his eyes couldn’t escape.

Ruan Qing felt a bit of pain from the man’s actions, but all he could do was turn pale, his eyes filled with tears, silently enduring whatever the man wanted to do.

He only clenched his fingers tightly around the edge of his clothes, and they even began to turn pale.

It was fear and also dread.

Tears flowed uncontrollably due to the stimulation.

The man’s hands became increasingly unrestrained, to the point where he almost didn’t treat his eyes as a vulnerable part.

It was as if a child had found a beloved toy and couldn’t bear to let go of it.

But a child’s patience and affection were always relatively short-lived. Perhaps when they grew tired of playing, they would no longer cherish the toy.

Eventually, the toy ended up broken and shattered.

And the man seemed just like that.

Ruan Qing didn’t want to sit idly by, nor did he want to gamble on how long the man’s interest would last.

He loosened the hand that tightly held onto his clothing and slowly reached into the slung bag.

The outer layer of the bag had no zipper, making it easy to slip his hand in.

After grasping something tightly, Ruan Qing didn’t act rashly.

Because the chainsaw hanging around his neck was enough to separate his head from his body, the moment he made a move.

Not to mention, his own speed was not as fast as the man’s.

Ruan Qing tried hard to calm himself down and control the tears that couldn’t be stopped due to the stimulation.

Perhaps his body was starting to adapt, as the tears in his eye sockets gradually diminished and eventually disappeared, leaving only a slight dampness on his long eyelashes.

The man behind him seemed somewhat unhappy and forcefully pressed Ruan Qing’s eye corner, but it didn’t result in any tears flowing from the boy’s eyes.

Although the boy’s gaze remained beautiful, without tears in the darkness, even the light would lose some of its beauty.

The man once again pinched the boy’s chin, lifting it slightly to meet his gaze, and questioned with some confusion, “Why aren’t you crying? Why have you stopped crying?”

Ruan Qing hadn’t really paid much attention to the man before, but this time, he finally got a clear look at the man’s appearance.

The man had a handsome and refined appearance, but in reality, he didn’t look mature. He probably appeared to be around seventeen or eighteen years old. Although he was tall, his features still retained a hint of youthful innocence, somewhere between adolescence and young adulthood.

Even with a hint of childlike innocence.

After clearly observing the man, or teenager, in this case, Ruan Qing’s expression didn’t change in the slightest. However, his eyes slightly narrowed for a moment, barely noticeable, and then quickly returned to normal. The teenager who had been looking at him didn’t even notice.

The young boy remained silent for too long, which made the teenager somewhat displeased. He asked, “Why aren’t you speaking?”

Ruan Qing looked at the teenager with a pitiful and helpless expression. His voice was intermittent as he spoke, “I... I... I’m too scared, I can’t cry.”

The boy’s voice was soft, slightly hoarse, trembling, and with a sobbing tone, clearly showing extreme fear. It was even to the point where his body trembled slightly, as if he might faint.

It seemed as though he was about to pass out.

In a state of extreme fear, a person’s body could go weak, and they might be unable to cry.

In some cases, it could even lead to oxygen deprivation, causing loss of consciousness and death.

The teenager tilted his head and pondered for a moment, accepting this explanation.

After all, his previous prey seemed to have been scared to death directly, not to mention those who were scared unconscious.

But this prey’s eyes were truly beautiful. If he were to faint, he wouldn’t be able to see them anymore...

The man released his grip on the boy’s chin and ran his hand through his hair in frustration.

“Um...” Just as the teenager was at a loss about what to do, the boy’s soft voice sounded.

The teenager looked at the boy.

The boy seemed startled when the teenager looked at him and lowered his gaze uneasily. After a few seconds, he mustered up some courage and spoke softly, “Can I... call you older brother?”

The teenager was stunned, and his hand that was running through his hair paused. “Brother...?”

The young boy nodded slightly, biting his lip. Finally, he gathered his courage and looked up at the teenager, explaining in a low voice, “Because you remind me a lot of my brother...”

At first, the viewers in the livestream were still on edge, fearing that the young boy would be eliminated directly. But when the boy said, ‘Brother,’ the barrage immediately went off track.

[Family, does my wife have a brother? I didn’t carefully read his profile before. Can someone remind me?]

[According to the information, my wife is an only child. His parents died in an accident when he was very young. He doesn’t have any relatives or siblings.]

[Moreover, it’s not appropriate to call this guy an older brother. The guy holding the chainsaw is only 18 this year, while my wife is 22. He just looks really young, but I really want to be called brother by him too.]

[I also want my wife to call me brother!]

Instead of directly answering the young boy’s question, the teenager pondered for a moment and looked at the earnest young boy. He asked, “Can your brother see you cry?”

“Yes,” Ruan Qing blinked his eyes. “As long as it’s what my brother wants, I will do my best to make it happen.”

After Ruan Qing finished speaking, without waiting for the teenager’s response, he lowered his gaze and timidly asked, “Brother, I’m... scared of this chainsaw. Can you... take it away?”

 

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