Xianyu bit her lip hard, forcing back the tears that were swirling in her eyes. The blood at the corner of her mouth...drop by drop fell to the ground. The place where dust had originally invaded turned red. The light came through the crack in the door.
When the light shines on Xianyu's face, she feels warm.
"You said it...you talked back...why didn't you say it anymore?" Yamamoto Masayan had a ferocious smile on his face, pinched Xianyu's chin hard, his thumb and index finger kept getting closer, and the smile at the corner of his mouth became stronger.
From an evil place...
The pain in her jaw was more severe than the pain on her face. Xianyu opened her mouth slightly and struggled to spit out two words: "Madman."
"Hahaha..." Masato Yamamoto approached Takeshita Xianyu and laughed crazily, "I am a madman, an out-and-out madman, a madman who is obsessed with tolerating his feet, but... you will soon
He died in the hands of a madman like me!"
"Reiko Matsushita." Yamamoto Masaru turned his head, frowned slightly, and wriggled his lips and uttered only one word: "Knife."
Matsushita Reiko looked at Masamoto Yamamoto in disbelief. After a while, she handed over the knife tremblingly, and asked with some fear: "Yayan... you... you want to do it? This... is too..."
"Go away! It's not your turn to take care of my affairs." Yamamoto Masaru said this coldly with a sharp look.
Matsushita Reiko took two steps back, looking scared, lowering her head and not daring to answer. In fact, she was able to become the leader of the Renzu support group and be so arrogant and domineering in school because of Masato Yamamoto. If she hadn't
She is doomed without Yamamoto Masato as her backer...
Yamamoto Masato put the blade of the blade against Xianyu's forehead and slid it along the forehead to the bridge of the nose. A faint red mark connected from the forehead to the bridge of the nose. Blood overflowed as the blade moved downwards. Xianyu bit her lip desperately, it was extremely clear.
The pain destroyed the pain-sensing nerves in her brain.
It hurts... it hurts... it hurts, Jibu... Jibu... help me, the tears that kept spinning in my eyes finally overflowed, ran down my cheeks, and gathered on my chin, not because of the pain but because
She was about to leave this world, and all that flashed through her mind was Atobe's figure. She remembered Aobe holding her chin and saying to her: Don't you know that I like you?!
In such a remote place, no one will come to save her, but she is really unwilling to leave this world like this. My heart hurts so much... it hurts so much... When I think of Atobe, my heart hurts so much, I miss her... I can't let go...
…
Atobe...Atobe, I can't die like this. I haven't told you yet that I...like you.
I just found out now, is it too late?
The blade of the knife crossed the bridge of the nose, across the cheek, across the neck, and came to the chest. The bright red blood soaked the silver blade.
"Takeshita Sianyu, the real thing begins now."
Yamamoto Masaru smiled evilly and pushed the knife in his hand towards Xianyu's chest. The blood on his chest soaked the blue casual clothes. The blood slid onto the blade and condensed into a point, "Plop"
It fell to the ground and emitted a coquettish light.
"Ah!!" Xianyu finally couldn't hold back and shouted out. It hurt... it was unspeakable pain... She could even clearly hear the sound of the knife rubbing against the flesh, and she felt it firsthand.
Yamamoto Masamoto's smile became more and more evil, and he pushed the knife into Xianyu's chest again. It turned out that hearing a person's scream was such a pleasant thing...
