The rain was like a waterfall falling from the sky, and the sound of rushing water was particularly obvious in the silent night. Occasionally, a speeding car would cause huge waves, and the sewage would fall from the air and make a "squeaking" sound when it collides with the ground. Su Yuyang felt that his heart was being beaten by a drumstick, and the "dong dong dong" sound became more intense than the last.
Outside the window, the wind blew the raindrops sideways, and the silver light illuminated the raindrops clearly. Su Yuyang stood in front of the window and looked at the woods in the distance.
The Peak Park was covered by the woods in front of Su Yuyang.
The wind rushed into the house with the cold, and the raindrops hit Su Yuyang's face. He did not feel cold, but stared at the dark woods dreamily.
"Maybe, Xiao Miao is in that forest right now." Su Yuyang thought excitedly, clenching his hands on the window frame involuntarily.
"Xiao Miao, wait for me." Su Yuyang called in his heart.
After waking up, Ling Miao did not dare to close his eyes again. He stared at the small rectangular hole and observed the changes in the sky.
Ling Miao stared at the sky blankly, the sound of rain echoing in his ears.
Even though it was dark, there was no light turned on in the dark and silent room. In Ling Miao's impression, this room had never turned on the lights.
There was probably no light in the room at all.
Ling Miao could only think this way.
Ling Miao was lying on the bed listening to the sound of rain outside the house. His head was tilted to the side with light. The clear lines of rain were like shining silver needles. These silver needles were being inserted into his heart. Ling Miao My heart aches.
The raindrops fell on Ling Miao's face without warning. It was cool. Ling Miao couldn't help but think: "It seems the wind has picked up. The temperature should be a bit low. I wonder if Su Yuyang has put on more clothes. This guy is so afraid of the cold. What if he forgets to put on clothes?" …”
As he thought about it, Ling Miao's thoughts drifted to Su Yuyang.
"Su Yuyang, don't let anything happen to you when you meet Tang Xuan tomorrow!" Ling Miao showed a worried expression.
A dim yellow halo spread out from the corner, and Ling Miao's eyes were drawn towards it. He watched the man slowly walk over holding a candle.
The room that had always been dark was illuminated. Ling Miao, who was used to the darkness, felt that the light of the candle was a bit dazzling.
"Tang Xuan, what are you doing?"
"What are you doing?" Tang Xuan's ferocious face suddenly came close to Ling Miao, almost touching Ling Miao's nose before he stopped.
Tang Xuan seemed to be disgusted by Ling Miao. He raised his hand and stroked Ling Miao's face that was shaking due to fear, and sneered: "Of course, to see your expression clearly."
Because he was so close, all the hot breath Tang Xuan breathed out when he spoke hit Ling Miao's face.
Ling Miao felt nauseated for no reason, and he said disgustedly: "Get away!"
Tang Xuan looked at Ling Miao's reaction with satisfaction and said in a wicked way, "Su Yuyang should really see your expression now."
"you… "
"Ling Miao, tell me, should I kill you in front of Su Yuyang, or should I kill you in front of Su Yuyang?" Tang Xuan asked with interest as he looked at the beating candle flame.
Ling Miao didn't even want to choose. He gritted his teeth and directed his cold gaze at the triumphant Tang Xuan. He said word by word: "It's better that you attack yourself."
Tang Xuan's smile stiffened, and his eyes widened in astonishment—he obviously didn't expect Ling Miao to respond to him with such words.
However, Tang Xuan's stiffness only lasted a few seconds. He looked at Ling Miao from top to bottom and caught the flash of panic in Ling Miao's eyes. He sarcastically said: "I'm just pretending to be tough.
Ling Miao, I think I should knock Su Yuyang unconscious first, and then let him see you panting under me, and then kill you with the last knife, letting you die with endless humiliation, and let Su Yuyang live in a nightmare for the rest of his life.
Say, okay? "
"Bah!" Ling Miao spat on Tang Xuan's face, "If you want to perform in front of others so much, you should do it yourself. If you want to kill someone, just commit suicide! Killing me is nothing!"
"Suicide? If I die, won't you and Su Yuyang be happy?" Tang Xuan picked up the knife beside the pillow and thrust it into Ling Second's ear. He lowered his voice and said fiercely: "Since Su Yuyang let If I'm not happy, I'll make him unhappy. Insulting you and killing you will not only eliminate my heartache and hatred, but also make Su Yuyang suffer.
When I think of Su Yuyang holding your body that I fucked, crying and wishing to die immediately, I am so happy that I want to rush to Su Yuyang with you immediately. "
"What a pervert!" Ling Miao spat on Tang Xuan's face again, and Tang Xuan wiped the saliva away without caring.
Tang Xuan fixed the candle on the cabinet, then picked up the ball gag and walked over.
Seeing the thing in Tang Xuan's hand, Ling Miao's eyes were full of horror.
The ball gag was much bigger than Ling Miao had imagined. When he thought that his mouth would be held open by this thing for who knows how long, he subconsciously closed his mouth tightly.
Tang Xuan also anticipated Ling Miao's reaction. Without saying a word, he pinched Ling Miao's nose with his free hand.
Ling Miao could hold his breath at first, but after half a minute, he finally couldn't hold on and opened his mouth. Tang Xuan stuffed the ball into Ling Miao's mouth.
"Ling Miao, enjoy your last sweet dream!" Tang Xuan blew out the candles and the world returned to darkness.
However, how could Ling Miao sleep
Ling Miao greedily breathed in the air that he hated, and his eyes filled with fear gradually returned to clarity. Death seemed inevitable, but he didn't want Su Yuyang to watch him die, not to mention that Tang Xuan wanted to insult him in front of Su Yuyang.
"Bite your tongue to commit suicide?" He can't even close his mouth now, so why bite his tongue? It's unrealistic for Kes to starve to death. Could he just wait for Tang Xuan to kill him with a knife
The rain continued all night. Su Yuyang looked at the gradually whitening sky, and his heart had calmed down. He told himself that he must calm down, because the little second was still waiting for him.
Su Yuyang went to the bathroom to wash up and went out around nine o'clock.
Tang Xuan sat by the bed, holding the knife in his left hand and a cloth in his right hand to wipe the knife until it was shiny.
Feeling Ling Miao's body tremble, Tang Xuan sneered: "Are you scared? Don't worry, I'm absolutely sure to kill you with one blow."
"Yeah, yeah, yeah!" Ling Miao became restless again.
"Crack-" the sound of lighter.
The candle was lit again, and Ling Miao's eyes immediately fell on Tang Xuan.
Tang Xuan turned to look at Ling Miao. Ling Miao saw an evil smile on Tang Xuan's face. He had not yet reacted. His frightened eyes were full of pleading. He looked at Tang Xuan and his eyes filled with tears unconsciously. tears.
When Tang Xuan saw Ling Miao begging for mercy, his heart was filled with a sense of accomplishment. Tang Xuan leaned down, leaned into Ling Miou's ear and said, "I want to make sure that you can't live or die in front of Su Yuyang."
After that, Tang Xuan picked up the knife and walked out quickly.