Chapter 871 - Follow (1/2)

Chapter 871: Follow

Translator: Lonelytree Editor: Millman97

The boy with the smell stood before the armoire and stared at it dumbly. Chen Ge was curious. He slowly approached the armoire, but when he saw the thing inside it, shock appeared on his face. There was a short, fat, ugly boy curled up in the corner. The boy was covered in plastic wrap, and there was a clear wound around his heart and a faded mark around the neck.

Is this the boy from back then?

The boy’s fists were clenched tight, and they did not release after death. His left hand was holding a picture, and the right hand was holding a piece of someone’s shirt. The shirt was an adult’s shirt. The appearance of the boy meant that the diary that could be found in Chen Ge’s Haunted House was false.

The truth is not what I expected. What really happened here?

The boy stood quietly before the armoire. He looked at the boy inside the armoire, and a bitter smile appeared on his round face. He pulled back the plastic wrap on the child’s arm and took the picture in the child’s palm. It was the picture of a father and his son. In the picture, everyone smiled brightly. Who would have thought that things would end up like this?

A roar erupted from his throat. The boy’s hands hardened, and he tore the picture that he had held until death into small pieces. As the picture was torn, wounds started to surface on the body of the boy in the armoire that were caused by domestic violence.

Blood leaked under the plastic wrap. The adult in the picture was crying, but the boy was clapping and laughing. When the picture was completely torn, the boy in the armoire had turned fully red, and the layers of plastic wrap over him started to crack.

“Wu…” The boy with the smell sounded like he was calling someone’s name. It sounded like a goodbye and a summon. He scattered the torn picture on the ground. With red in his eyes, he turned to look at Chen Ge before whispering something. Chen Ge could not hear him clearly.

As he was about to ask the boy to repeat himself, the boy with the smell stepped into the armoire. The smell lightened, blood fog flowed into the room, and blood vessels grew and spread through the room with the armoire as the center. This room had originally looked like real life, but in just few minutes, blood vessels crawled all over the wall. This was how a place should look like behind the door.

“All the smell has gathered inside the armoire?” The boy squeezed his large body inside the armoire—accompanying him was the roomful of stench. When the stench disappeared fully, a strange sound came from the armoire. Chen Ge turned toward it, and a small fatty in red looked back at him.

“Are you the boy with the smell?” Chen Ge narrowed his eyes to study the boy. “What’s your name?”

Chen Ge did not know what had happened to him. The boy had probably put down his past and found his heart. Everything began anew, and Chen Ge felt like he could not refer to the boy as the one with the smell anymore—he should have his own name. The fatty in the armoire did not speak. He was ugly but not inapproachable.