Wen Ziyin: Fear

Xia Keke still wanted to struggle, hoping to be saved through Xia Yu, but Xia Yu and the others left early in the morning for the Kong family's home.

After staying at the Kong family's house for a day, Xia Yu ended up sleeping there. This time, An Siyao and Yuxue slept together, leaving him alone on the bed.

Bored, Xia Yu went to Wen Ziyin's place during his leisure time.

At this time, it was already late at night, and Wen Ziyin was watching a movie.

It was a horror film, and judging by Wen Ziyin's actions of hugging her legs, the young girl was quite frightened.

Putting down his legs, Xia Yu asked Wen Ziyin, "Watching a horror movie on the evening of the second day of the new year?"

"It's for inspiration!" Wen Ziyin answered confidently, "You came just in time, let's turn up the volume and continue watching."

With Xia Yu's company, Wen Ziyin felt much more at ease.

Xia Yu looked at the computer screen, it was a sci-fi film about a worm that could burrow into people's brains and take over their bodies, revived from a piece of ice. The story revolved around scientists who went to Antarctica for research and found the worm. They had an intense battle against the worm, and in the end, with the female protagonist's efforts and the sacrifice of all her teammates, the worm was eliminated.

The female protagonist, thinking everything was over, covered her tracks with an ice collapse and returned to the city from the Antarctic research station. On her way home, she saw on a street display screen the news of another research team bringing back hundreds of worms, which had all mysteriously disappeared in the lab.

Aside from the interesting ending, the rest of the film was quite mediocre, with a plot strictly following the template of a female hero.

After the movie, Xia Yu asked, "What inspiration are you getting from this? Are you planning to write another thriller?"

"Yes," Wen Ziyin replied, "The publisher wants me to write another thriller in two months."

"I thought they told you to take a break?" Xia Yu wondered.

"It's because I won an award," Wen Ziyin answered.

"What award?" Xia Yu asked.

"My last book, 'Lost in the Bamboo Grove,' won an international thriller award. It seems to be quite famous, and then the sales exploded." Wen Ziyin spoke with some helplessness.

Anyway, it was considered a good thing.

"Have you thought about what to write for your new book?" Xia Yu asked, as he preferred thrillers over romance stories.

"Not yet." Wen Ziyin was worried about this, so she opened a movie for inspiration.

"You can combine dolls and local ballads, write about ghosts who kill people in their dreams, or even the Grim Reaper... " Xia Yu mentioned some creative ideas.

"Dolls and ballads?" Wen Ziyin asked.

"Soul-taking; Mary with piercing gaze, A puppet without filial piety," Xia Yu recalled the plot of "Dead Silence" and shared it with Wen Ziyin.

"That's a suspenseful thriller," Wen Ziyin quickly summed up the story's core.

"There's also dream killing..." Xia Yu continued.

After talking for more than ten minutes, Wen Ziyin gradually gained inspiration. She invited Xia Yu to her desk, spread out the manuscript paper, and took out her pen.

As she dictated, Xia Yu wrote the outline.

"A college graduate, whose life is not going well, suddenly gets a girlfriend. However, this girlfriend is a bit peculiar; she only meets with him at night."

After a month, Jia couldn't help giving in to curiosity, and began..." Wen Ziying stopped here, saying, "No, no, this is not a horror story at all."

"It doesn't matter, you can insert some horror scenes in the middle," Xia Yu said.

"In that case, let's continue," Wen Ziying went on with the plot.

She slowly got into the zone, and Xia Yu was attracted by the story Wen Ziying was telling. Neither of them noticed the figure approaching from behind.

A face suddenly appeared in front of Wen Ziyu.

Even Xia Yu was startled at this moment, and Wen Ziying was constantly emitting a "scared to death" emotion.

Having calmed down, Xia Yu recognized the figure in front of him; it was Wen Ziying's mother.

"Madam!" The servant quickly rushed over and took her away.

Patting his chest, Xia Yu sighed in relief, "That scared me."

Wen Ziying did not respond, still radiating fear.

Xia Yu took deep breaths, trying to help Wen Ziying adjust, but after five minutes, the feeling of fear from Wen Ziying persisted.

Was it that terrifying just being startled? Xia Yu felt something was off.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

"Nothing, let's continue," Wen Ziying went on with the story.

Her speech was hesitant, and the plot seemed less exciting than before.

Xia Yu still felt Wen Ziying's fear.

He became a little afraid, too.

Swallowing, Xia Yu asked, "Has anything big happened at your house recently?"

He couldn't think of any reason for Wen Ziying to remain fearful. Could it be that what they just saw wasn't human?

"No," Wen Ziying's voice was shaking, "Just suddenly feeling unwell. Let's gather the manuscript papers."

Xia Yu then reached out, neatly stacked the papers, and tapped them on the desk.

"Don't tap," Wen Ziying's fear grew even stronger in her heart.

Xia Yu stopped and left the papers quietly.

Turning on all the lights, he lay down on the bed, waiting for Wen Ziying's explanation.

Ten minutes later, Wen Ziying returned to normal. She told Xia Yu, "Sometimes I suddenly get this feeling."

"You can tell me about it, after all, I am an alien," Xia Yu tried to lure Wen Ziying.

Xia Yu remembered that he still had a mission involving Wen Ziying: to observe and guide her life.

Wen Ziying hesitated for a moment but did not speak up, "Nevermind."

"Do you really like writing novels?" Xia Yu asked.

That was what he had deduced from the information obtained from Yu Ningmeng and his observation of Wen Ziying several times.

Silent for five seconds, Wen Ziying answered, "I don't know."

Xia Yu didn't ask further, patiently waiting.

"Why did you ask that?" Wen Ziying countered.

"Because a few months ago, every time I came here, you wanted new experiences to gather material for writing, looking like you were committed to writing for the rest of your life. But now you don't seem to care at all," Xia Yu replied.

"It's because my last book flopped," Wen Ziying found a reason.

"Others find it unbelievable when they fail, and they immediately write a book to prove themselves. But when you fail, you just give up and switch to writing thrilling stories. Even when your thriller stories sell well, you don't seem to be happy." Xia Yu was pushing Wen Ziying step by step.

Wen Ziying was silent for a while this time. After half an hour, she sighed, "Maybe I just don't like it. Do you want to hear about it?"

"Yes," Xia Yu immediately replied.

This matter was undoubtedly the core of the observation mission. Once this was understood, they could proceed with the next step of life guidance, and then complete the task to obtain the star fragment.

Even if not for the mysterious star fragment, having been with Wen Ziying for so long, Xia Yu was also curious about her past.