The memory hit her hard. Qian Yikun reached out and held Mo Fei's cold hand, and couldn't help but put it to his lips to add a touch of warmth to her.
There was no expression on her pale face at the moment. He had seen Mo Fei with all kinds of faces, and no one knew what Mo Fei looked like.
In fact, she is not Dingmei, at least not the kind of beauty that makes people feel stunning at a glance, but she has an aura that makes people feel stunning.
Qian Yikun said in a low voice: "Why must we kill people?"
He seemed to be mumbling to himself, but the woman on the bed suddenly opened her eyes, but her expression when looking at the ceiling was not focused, but rather distracted.
Mo Fei suddenly smiled. This smile was colder and more miserable than the snowflakes outside.
Her body hurt so much that she couldn't sleep at all, but she didn't want to talk to Qian Yikun, so she kept pretending to sleep until she heard this question.
"Why?" Mo Fei sneered, slowly sat up, and finally focused his eyes on Qian Yikun, "Do you know what it feels like to be eliminated just because you crawl slowly? Do you know How does it feel to be punished for walking slowly just after you learn to walk?" Mo Fei said one sentence after another, suddenly reaching out and grabbing Qian Yikun's collar, "Do you understand that kind of fear?"
Qian Yikun frowned, but did not interrupt Mo Fei, who was obviously stimulated at this moment.
"The first emotion I learned was not crying, but fear. I was afraid that I would die if I climbed slowly, and I was afraid that I would die if I ran slowly." Mo Fei said, the back of his hands covered with veins, "You know every day Is the reason why they all have one less meal? Because the child who cannot grab the meal will starve to death sooner or later. No child is willing to share his meal because they themselves will die."
Qian Yikun still didn't move, looking at the irrational woman in front of him.
"Do you know that feeling where you don't even dare to close your eyes when you sleep? Do you know that feeling where the people around you might use a knife to chop you down at any time? Why do I kill people? Because if I don't kill them, they will Will kill me." Mo Fei almost shouted the last words, and her emotions had obviously collapsed.
Qian Yikun reached out and held her hand, but Mo Fei suddenly waved it away. She looked at Qian Yikun with a kind of crazy smile, "Why kill? Why kill? You asked me why I killed? You ask me now Why kill?"
Qian Yikun opened his lips and couldn't say a word.
"I'll tell you why, because I want to live, because I don't want to die." Mo Fei held his collar with one hand and slowly approached the man. Her almost desperate breath fell on his shoulders, "You are all gentlemen. , but in my world, the only thing is, either you die or I die, Qian Yikun, I am not a saint, I kill people like hemp." Mo Fei said, his forehead already leaning on his shoulder.
But I, like this, am still expecting you to like me.
Qian Yikun raised his hand, but it stayed in mid-air.
The strength on her shoulders was given by her forehead, but it seemed to be pressing on her heart.
"Is it possible that it's too late to turn back now?" After a long time, Qian Yikun finally put his hand on her back and uttered these words.
Mo Fei laughed, and finally laughed until tears fell. She rarely cried even if she was in extreme pain, but she did cry in front of Qian Yikun.