Yuan Zhong lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling in a daze, then suddenly thought of something, sat up suddenly, took out the girl's inch photo from his wallet and held it in his hand, pursing his lips involuntarily.
The girl in the photo looks small, a bit like a high school student, with braids, clean and fresh, and no makeup. It can be seen that this photo has been around for several years, and the edges of the photo are faded color, but is still well preserved.
Yuan Zhong stared at the photo in a daze, his eyes were moist.
"Xinxin." He read something, with a painful expression on his face.
"Why?" Yuan Chong gritted his teeth, as if there was a great hatred in his heart, and his expression was a little ferocious.
Zhou Xinxin is his girlfriend, his first love.
The two grew up together. Elementary school, junior high school, and high school are all in the same school. If it wasn't for that accident, they should have gone to university and worked together.
But her study time stopped in her second year of high school, and her life was always fixed at the age of 18.
Twice! He didn't even save her!
Will she hate him till she dies
Yuan Zhong thought of something, and suddenly curled himself up into a ball, buried his head on the pillow, and sobbed silently.
If he had been more responsible and stayed by her side firmly when she needed him, nothing would have happened!
When he saw her for the last time, her body had lost any temperature, even her blood was completely cold, and the bones in both hands had been broken because her body was run over by a car.
What's even more ridiculous is that he still hasn't found the murderer who killed her! so long! He didn't even know who hurt her in the second year of high school!
And now he is also facing the threat of death.
A layer of black mist slowly permeated from the top of Yuan Zhong's head, wrapping around him.
In a corner he couldn't see, the man in a black robe stood there watching his every move, there was no warmth in his eyes, and then disappeared into the air in the blink of an eye.
The next one is you.
"All the actions of God of Death are purposeful." Liang Jing read out the words on the phone, with a stiff expression.
This book is called "On Death". It was written by a writer during the founding period of the People's Republic of China. Because horror and superstitions were attacked after the founding of the People's Republic of China, this book was naturally banned.
"Theory of Death" was something he saw in a group that believed in supernatural horror. This book can only be downloaded from a certain website, and there is no physical version, let alone any historical research.
In this book, the author divides death into three types. The first is also the death of the god of death, the second is natural death, and the last is probabilistic death.
Natural death is the return of life to bed, and probabilistic death is an unnatural death intertwined with coincidences. It may be death from illness, or death from an accident. Even in this probability, people may still survive.
The death of the God of Death is somewhat different. His death is an absolute death, used to punish those who have committed serious crimes, and to eliminate individuals who are not tolerated by the Dao of Heaven.
Wang Xing was anxious, "Is there no way to save yourself?"
After she was rescued by Gumantong once, she offered it all the time, carried it with her, offered incense every day, and prepared fish and meat.
Fortunately, at the beginning, not only did she not encounter any dangerous accidents, but her luck began to explode, and everything went smoothly. But just when she thought she was free from the threat of death, she could vaguely feel that there was a child making trouble around her for several nights in a row, and her luck was even worse than before, and the frequency of encountering danger became more and more frequent. higher.
"No." Liang Jing shook his head, grasping his heart with his right hand, his expression was very ugly.
In order to survive, the two of them frantically did public welfare, and almost spent all their money. They were students and had no money at all.
The two of them are now living together, hiding all the dangerous things in the room, even pasting anti-collision strips on the corners of the table, to minimize all potential safety hazards, ordering takeaway for meals, and even fleeing. I haven't gone to class for several days.
If this continues, even if they don't die, they will be driven crazy.
Liang Jing gritted his teeth. Could it be that he was reborn just to die? He can dream of the pain and panic of weightlessness after falling, every night in his dreams! ! Who would value his life more than someone who has already died once
"Why don't you go out recently?" Xiao Chen stepped on the floor with bare feet. The man behind him.
A man's life is very boring, there is no entertainment, even if Xiao Chen is lying on the sofa watching TV, he has no interest in watching TV with him, and will always just sit on the side with a blank face, staring at Xiao Chen's every move. .
Looking at Xiao Chen's movements, the man frowned, as if something flashed in his mind.
The scene in front of him made him feel a little familiar.
"I just want to be with you." The man's eyes narrowed, with an imperceptible morbidity.
"Oh," Xiao Chen shook his legs happily, he liked to listen to him talk about love.
"Senior! Where are you?"
The man paused, his head began to throb sharply.
"How is it possible! Anyone who walks will leave traces, why can't they find it!!"
"Senior!! Where did you go!"
A few images flashed through the man's mind, and the hysterical roar stimulated his nerves.
The picture in his head was a bit chaotic, and he couldn't even see the man's face clearly.
He squinted involuntarily, then stared at the back of Xiao Chen's head, thinking about something, suddenly got up together, stepped forward, and held Xiao Chen in his arms under the suspicious eyes of the other party. .
Xiao Chen poked the man's cheeks with his index finger, and lay in the man's arms in a princess hug posture, "What's wrong with you."
"It's great, I can still hold you." The man said a few words without thinking.
Xiao Chen laughed as soon as he heard it, and kissed the corner of the man's mouth.
The man didn't speak, but hugged Xiao Chen even tighter.
He was inexplicably afraid, afraid that this child would leave him, he always felt that he would never be able to keep him!
This feeling is too strong, so strong that even if he hugs him, he will have the feeling of worrying about gains and losses. In addition, he is a bit crazy, he can't accept losing Xiao Chen at all, and now he can hardly hide his madness possessive.
He was sick, terminally ill, but he couldn't help himself.
The necklace on the man's neck rubbed against Xiao Chen's neck, and Xiao Chen moved uncomfortably.
The man had no choice but to bury his head in Xiao Chen's neck.
He has a secret, which he has never told Xiao Chen, and this secret, Xiao Chen will never know.
Angels can kill their loved ones for the whole world! But the devil can kill the whole world for the one he loves.
You don't need to know how many people I killed for you.
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It should start from the next chapter, and the relationship between the five people is almost out!
If someone reads the text carefully, they may be able to guess the entanglement of the five people.
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