"I... I don't know what happened to me just now. At that moment, I... I really wanted to strangle him to death."
"oh."
Su Qiao's reaction was flat.
She thought there was nothing strange about this.
Sometimes, when people are pushed to the extreme, they tend to lose control.
Han Feng glanced at her expression quietly, and felt greatly relieved when he saw that she reacted calmly.
After hesitating for a moment, he held his head in distress and squatted on the ground:
"Not only do I want to strangle him to death, I also want him to have a good taste of being tortured. Isn't it... isn't it terrible?"
Such a terrible thought suddenly popped into his mind, and even he was shocked.
Maybe... maybe he really wasn't a good person before!
Han Feng suddenly didn't want to know about his past anymore.
I don't want her to know.
Su Qiao looked up at him and calmly analyzed: "It's nothing, everyone has a dark side, it depends on a person's experience.
Maybe you’ve been treated unfairly, or you’ve lived in a more violent, harsh environment.”
Han Feng was stunned for a moment, and read her words carefully in his mind. His irritable heart suddenly calmed down.
"You...are you really not afraid?"
Although she has a straightforward personality and a slightly hot temper, she comes from an ordinary family, so it should be difficult for her to accept someone as dangerous as him, right
Su Qiao shook his head and said frankly: "Sometimes I also want to kill people and torture people, but I usually only do this to my enemies or some demons in the world."
"Devil on earth?" Han Feng didn't quite understand.
Su Qiao explained succinctly: "They are just some scum who are dressed like humans but actually do the things of beasts."
Han Feng frowned and thought for a long time, as if he finally figured it out and put down the burden in his heart.
He clenched his fists and said firmly, "I want to learn from you. In the future, even if I want to torture someone, I will choose this way."
After he finished speaking, he paused again: "My thoughts are a bit... a bit..."
It seems a bit violent.
“Everyone has dark thoughts. No one is a true saint. It’s just that some people show them on the surface, while others hide them deep in their hearts.”
"As long as you don't kill innocent people indiscriminately and don't do anything stupid that kills one thousand enemies but injures eight hundred of your own, it won't be a big deal."
The more indifferent Su Qiao acted, the lighter Han Feng's psychological burden became, and gradually, he calmed down.
He scratched his hair a little embarrassedly: "In fact, even I was a little scared, but after telling you everything in my heart, I feel a lot more relaxed all of a sudden."
"Here, you don't have to suppress yourself. You can say whatever you want to say and do whatever you want to do."
"Also, stop scratching your dog's nest hair. It's already ugly, and it's even uglier when you scratch it like this."
Su Qiao really couldn't bear to watch it anymore.
Such a beautiful face was completely ruined because of the bitten hair.
“Is it really ugly?”
Han Feng smoothed his hair, looking somewhat proud.
He didn't pay much attention to his appearance, but Su Qiao did.
"Don't move. I'll just give you a crew cut."
Su Qiao took out the soldier's knife directly from his pocket, walked over and pushed him back to the ground.
Han Feng didn't dare to move, nor did he dare to ask her if she knew how to cut hair. He just obediently let her operate on his head.
"Can I... can I really do that in the future?"