When Yameng returned home in the afternoon, he saw Ji Dou unconscious on the bed with blood stains everywhere.
"Well..." Ji Dou moved his fingers.
Ya Meng held Ji Dou's hand and felt Ji Dou's movements.
As Ji Dou opened his eyes, Yameng also stopped crying. "Ji Dou! How could you do this? You're worried about me!"
"It's okay..." Ji Dou wiped away Yameng's tears and said with concern.
I didn't expect that they would do anything to me again... But I was more gratified than last time because this time it was Yameng, my favorite girl, who was with me this time, instead of the blackened violin and the black room... Ji Dou
Close your eyes and think.
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"Is Ji Dou okay?" Xinggui hurriedly came up and asked.
"..."
"How many fights...brother?" Weishi said quietly.
"..."
"How many buckets! Your body!" Wu Naanji said worriedly.
"...Needless to say, I know that the most suitable body is this body." Ji Dou said calmly.
"Then...your other self?" Minako is most worried about what the consequences will be if this plan succeeds...
"It's too late, it's already formed."
"Ji Dou?! What! Why can't I understand what you are saying! What's wrong with you Ji Dou..." Tears welled up in Ya Meng's eyes.
Ji Dou looked at Ya Meng, with a trace of worry and reluctance flashing in his eyes.
Ji Dou hugged Yameng and kissed Yameng on the lips.
Weishi, Wu Naanji opened her eyes wide.
(Thinking: I can’t stand it anymore! The background sound is muted! Dear friends: Why is the sound muted? Thinking: Sweat...please listen...)
"Master Ji Dou!!!!!!!!" (Audience: I can't stand it anymore! Silence!!!)
"If one day I kill you with my own hands, what will you do, Yameng?"