"Yan Yeyi, your parents are here!" At present, this is the only bad trick that even a fool can't believe.
A group of cute crows flew by, leaving a few rainy cold sweats without any reaction.
"Whoa--it's on fire!"
Bang - the sound of several people escaping from the door rang out in unison
"Qing, there's a fire!" Saink rushed downstairs with his packed luggage.
"Sister Qing, run away!" Yaxi struggled to drag a large bag of snacks and grabbed my hand to run away.
"Idiot" I turned to them two hygienic eyes speechlessly.
It seemed that only Yan Yeyi had any brains. Everyone rushed out of the room as if running for their lives, but Yan Yeyi still kept the door closed. "Didn't I tell you not to come out if you hear any sound?"
"But you said you were on fire! Do we have to wait to die?" Sianke's fiery red hair was so angry that it seemed like it was about to burn.
"Go back" are such a bunch of brainless people, God! Bless me!
Boom-Kala--
There was a noise of rummaging through boxes and cabinets
"Help--" followed by a pig-like scream that shot straight into the sky.
squeak--
A small sound of opening the door finally rang.
In the blink of an eye, I rushed into Yan Ye’s room.
A strong smell of smoke immediately hit my nose. There was no light in the room, and I could vaguely see Yan Yeyi leaning behind us and looking straight at me.
"Yan Yeyi, there is no need to 'face the wall and think about your faults' here! Although it has no direct relationship with you, it is easy to avoid the death penalty and the hard to escape the living crime.
"Of course I fumbled for the switch
‘Pa-ta--’
In slow motion, white light spreads in every corner of the room, and every inch of space in front of me is transparently displayed in my pupils.
Yan Yeyi leaned against the door with his bare feet, and the light shone on his back. He seemed to be looking at me in surprise. His handsome face became haggard and thin, and his pointed chin looked even sharper.
There are green beards around the sexy thin lips, and the charming diamond is no longer on the nose. A feeling of decadence is tightly entangled in my heart.
"Yan Yeyi" I gently called the astonished man in front of me, and his turbid amber eyes were filled with red bloodshot eyes.
The room was as tidy as if no one had ever been here. There were only a pile of abandoned cigarette butts under the curtains, and one of them still had a faint wisp of smoke.
"Yan Yeyi, don't worry! Thanks to your great blessings, your pig will not die." Yan Yeyi's look makes people feel distressed, like an injured boy who longs to be comforted.
Okay! I won’t be successful this time!
Yan Yeyi didn't answer, still looking blankly at my wrist which was wrapped in white gauze.
"Yan Yeyi, if you don't say anything, I'm leaving!" He shrank his hand, hid it behind his back and turned around to go out. Great, Yan Yeyi is still alive and not broken, but his tall body is thinner.
As soon as my finger touched the door handle, a silver object flashed across my lens. A silver fruit knife lay on Yan Yeyi's red and white bed, and a familiar blood dyed the neat sheets red.
"Yan Yeyi" I don't want to believe that I grabbed Yan Yeyi's left hand and a deep knife mark was printed on the back of Yan Yeyi's fair hand. The dark red blood has formed a scar...
This wound was like a sharp fruit knife cutting through my heart. I covered my mouth in surprise to prevent myself from screaming. My dilated pupils were blurred layer by layer by tears.
My heart aches...
Yan Yeyi's cold expression looked like there was only himself and sadness in the whole world