Doomsday: I, a top killer, became a lolita.

pain!
it hurts!

Head hurts!

There was a cool feeling on the forehead, as if raindrops had fallen on it, and the water slid down the forehead to the ears and cheeks.

Ning Yu slowly opened his eyes, feeling as if his head had just been stabbed several times with scissors.

In the gloomy sky, gray-black clouds are entrenched on it, staring at the earth.

A heavy rain is about to fall.

Feeling that the memory was chaotic, Ning Yu reluctantly used his hands to support his body. There was a slight heat from the palm of his hand, and the stone pavement was still slightly heated by the sun.

The air was full of low and oppressive sultriness, but a manic wind had already begun to brew, blowing the trees beside the road to sway.

Pedestrians on the road were in a hurry, some hurriedly took an online car-hailing car, and some found a milk tea shop or coffee shop, preparing to avoid the coming rainstorm.

The leaves mixed with dust were carried by the wind and fluttered everywhere. When they passed by Ning Yu, they quietly got stuck on Ning Yu's beautiful silver hair.

However, the dust accidentally fascinated Ning Yu's eyes, causing her to narrow her uncomfortable eyes.

I want to rub my eyes with my hands to relieve the dryness, but I feel that my hands are still a little dirty.

Ning Yu struggled on the ground, but found that her limbs were weak now, just like a little girl.

?

He tried to call out the system panel, but there was no response.

He squeezed his fist hard, but he didn't have any strength at all. He was really pitifully weak.

What the hell does this happen?

Ning Yu looked left and right, unable to determine whether this was the blue star or the planet she used to be on.

But she clearly remembered that all three of her lives were in Chen Xing's hands.

And before that, Shen Yiyue committed suicide with a pistol.

The moment these memories flooded up, Ning Yu felt dizzy and even wanted to vomit.

This body seems to be suffering from heatstroke?
Tick, tick.
Whoa! ! ! !
Before the rainstorm landed, like a naughty child, it just gently stretched out its hand to test it a few times, and then it poured down impolitely.

The skirt on her body was soaked immediately, and she was now a standard drowned chicken.

The originally soft silver hair was immediately soaked into strands by the rain, and the whole person was in a mess.

The hollow feeling like the whole heart had been gouged out, like all the nerves were suddenly connected, eroded every inch of her senses.

If it had to be described, losing Shen Yiyue must have been an unbearable burden in her life.

His eye sockets were hot, and his nose was suddenly blocked.

Her emotions are now like this rain, as if it can't stop.

The rain curtain became bigger and bigger, and it was gradually impossible to see anything between the sky and the earth.

The strong wind carried the raindrops and drew its traces on the ground. Ning Yu walked aimlessly, like a walking dead.

The soreness in the throat is not pain, but an indescribable uncomfortable feeling.

Maybe she was tired from walking, she slowly sat down beside the road pier, wrapped her arms around her knees, and stared blankly ahead.

"Ayu!"

"Ayu!!"

In a trance, Ning Yu seemed to hear a kind and familiar voice, as if calling herself, she suddenly raised her head and looked around.

In addition to rainstorm or rainstorm.

But that voice awakened Ning Yu's long-sleeping memory, that old and loving voice, it was grandma!
No, not right.

Ning Yu lowered her head and looked at her delicate hands and the drenched floral skirt on her body.

She shook her head lightly. Is this the world after death? Even the memories of the two lives are mixed together.

The raindrops on the head suddenly stopped falling, Ning Yu was taken aback, and looked up, it was a big umbrella.

The inside of the umbrella is painted with Van Gogh's "Starry Night".

A warm but wrinkled hand grabbed Ning Yuxue's white arm.

"Ayu, why are you here alone? Oh, you're all wet. Let's go. Come home with me."

This familiar touch.

And the voice that was close at hand behind him smashed the memory in Ning Yu's heart through the frosted glass.

She turned her head suddenly, and saw the face she almost forgot.

"grandmother!"

Ning Yu almost lost her voice.

"Hey, grandma is here."

Grandma smiled kindly, stretched out her hand to wipe off the water droplets on Ning Yu's forehead, took out a handkerchief from her pocket, and helped her wipe her wet hair.

Ning Yu didn't dare to use force, but hugged grandma as fast as she could.

"Oh, what's the matter? Where did you fall?"

"Grandma just went to buy some fruit, and you disappeared when you turned around."

A warm palm was placed on the back of Ning Yu's head, stroking gently.

Although everything is not quite right.

Grandma doesn't have the old smell of a dying person, nor does she have a hunched back.

No dragging the trash bag, no empty bottles jingling as you walk.

All of this is so false, but Ning Yu is willing to stay at this moment for a short time.

She suddenly understood why the match girl lit the matches one after another until all the matches were burned out.

"Okay, okay, go home, your mother is urging you."

Grandma smiled and took Ning Yu's hand.

Mother?

Ning Yu was taken aback for a moment, this place seemed more and more unreal.

"grandmother."

Ning Yu spoke with a childish voice, wanting to talk to the person in his memory.

"Ok?"

Grandma turned her head, holding the umbrella with one hand, and looked at Ning Yu with a smile.

"I seem to be lost."

The two walked along the hard stone path, and the raindrops were blocked by grandma's big umbrella, and fell beside them, tick-tocking.

"What are you talking about, silly boy, you'll be home soon."

At some point, the two of them walked to the door of an apartment. Although the decoration was not luxurious, it was definitely not the dilapidated first-floor shack in the impression.

Grandma put down the umbrella, shook the raindrops weakly, took out the key, opened the door, and waved to Ning Yu.

"Come in, it's cold outside."

Ning Yu stood at the door, but stopped in her tracks.

"Grandma, I miss you so much."

Her expression had returned to calm, as if she had gained enough energy from this brief encounter.

"But I'm lost now, and I have a place I must go to."

Ning Yu raised her little hand and waved to grandma who was standing in the room.

"Ayu, you've grown up."

Grandma was taken aback for a while, with a confused expression on her face, but she soon stretched out a smile again.

"Become strong, good. That's good."

She also waved to Ning Yu.

Ning Yu pursed her lips, took a deep breath through her nose, and turned to leave.

With his back to grandma's waving arms, he stepped into the endless gray mist.