046 I want to drag you to my hell with my own hands
Looking at Caesar's unclear but murderous eyes, Yan Xiaoyu could only cough and continue: "Yesterday has passed, but tomorrow has not come yet. Caesar, you must seize the moment! If you see what is in front of you,
Don’t be afraid of shadows, it’s because there is sunshine behind you! No matter..."
Yan Xiaoyu knew nothing about Caesar except that he felt he was dangerous and powerful.
But inexplicably, Yan Xiaoyu feels that his spirit is a little bad now. It is said that some people who are awesome will have mental illness if they are too many or too few. It is said that the difference between a genius and a madman is only one thought, so now Yan Xiaoyu is very scared. After all, mentally ill people kill people.
Without a sentence, it would be an unjust death for a good young man like me to die at the hands of a mentally ill person.
So he tried to persuade the expressionless Caesar like a child, but at this moment Caesar suddenly interrupted him: "Sunshine?"
He smiled, an extremely sad smile, as if he had been abandoned by the whole world. In fact, Yan Xiaoyu really wanted to say something to him, don't think that he was abandoned by the whole world. In fact, the whole world was very busy, and there was never anyone
He has time to deal with you. But his survival instinct made him open his mouth but he didn't say a word.
Caesar looked at him, his eyes were scary and empty, but the words he spoke were so heavy that they almost made people suffocate: "But there is no sunshine in my world, not even light..."
I'll let you turn on the light! Yan Xiaoyu rolled his eyes but didn't dare to speak. Seeing that Yan Xiaoyu chose silence, he continued to speak, his voice as low as ever, like a bass in an old record.
Slowly overflowing: "There is no shadow in front of me, because my world is all black, I have no hope, no warmth, only panic. Some people's world is white, some people's world is black and white, but we
In this world, there is nothing but blackness, so black that no one can touch it. It has been surrounded by darkness and filth. Even though I struggle desperately, those fears will always surround me..."
It seemed that he was talking to himself, and Yan Xiaoyu just looked at him but did not speak.
"Yan Xiaoyu, do you know? I want to personally drag you to my hell, dominate everything about you, and make you suffer and grieve with me and never be able to escape..."
Caesar was talking to himself, and the more he spoke in small words, the less he could understand. He knew nothing but his despair, his mind went blank, and murderous aura filled the air around him...
Listening to his words, the cells in Yan Xiaoyu's body felt as if they were frozen. The man in front of him really hid too much...
I don’t know how long it took, but probably when I finally finished talking, Caesar’s gentle smile returned to normal: “I’m sorry, honey, you have forgotten what I just said.”
Looking at the wanton smile and words at the corner of his mouth, tears suddenly filled his eyes. He hugged his arms and was very excited: "Fuck, Caesar, you were possessed just now, do you know? Damn, I scared you to death. I thought you were going to do it."
Damn me, oh oh oh..."
Caesar: "......"
Wu Zi poured a glass of red wine, Caesar drank it down and then looked at Yan Xiaoyu with a smile: "Mr. Straight Man, what do you think of this place?"
Yan Xiaoyu curled his lips: "Not very good."
"Haha..." Caesar chuckled, his eyes as gentle as ever. Looking at him like this, Yan Xiaoyu felt a sense of peace of mind. The look of being possessed by the god of death just now was really real.
It’s so scary, holy shit!
"Try not to come here if no one is with you in the future." Caesar glanced at the two men doing some kind of exercise on the other sofa: "Your face will bring you danger, and people
There are people outside and there is a world outside. You are still very fragile right now."