I am a god in script killing

Chapter 91 Rose's Funeral (25)

Bo Jun sat in the front row of the theater, which was where Bai Wei used to sit when she watched the Little Swan competition.

"Are you just sitting here?"

069 looked at Bo Jun and waited quietly with his eyes closed, tapping the armrest lightly with his fingers.

Bo Jun didn't speak, but just gave a soft "shh", signaling Mr. System to be quiet.

When the sky was dark, the distant sound of violins suddenly sounded in the air, and the damaged and dilapidated lights on the stage were turned on, illuminating the people who appeared on the stage at some time.

The boy bowed his head, his slender and white neck was like the flawless neck of a swan, and his toes stood on tiptoe like swan flippers brushing the water, light and delicate.

But on the contrary, she is wearing a pure black swan skirt. In this environment and music, I don’t know whether it is beautiful or weird.

Bo Jun didn't open his eyes, he could only hear the slight sound of his toes kicking off the ground in the interval of the music.

The music became louder and louder, and the young man's dance changed from gentle and graceful to intense, as if the darkness in front of him was being split open by infinite courage.

Suddenly, a hasty and timely ending, the momentum of thousands of troops came to an abrupt end!

"call--"

The soothing panting sound is obvious after the music, but in fact ghosts don't pant.

This sound is obviously the habit of people before death.

Bo Juan tapped his fingertips on the armrest and felt a gentle cool breeze, or a dark wind blowing across his face.

"Why don't you open your eyes?"

The boy's voice rang in his ears, like sweet and innocent doubts, full of malice.

"You didn't make such a promise to me at the beginning," the evil voice lowered, brewing a wave of grievance and resentment, "If you can't do it, don't let me see the sun and kick me to hell again."

Bo Juan didn't open his eyes or speak.

She can't look at the evil soul, and she will lose her mind.

Seeing that she didn't speak, Epo tilted his head close to Bo Jun's ear: "I waited for you for a long time before I came to the stage that day. I also fixed my eyes on this position when I came to the stage, but it was always empty."

"You didn't come."

Bo Jun still ignored it, but moved his fingertips.

"I waited for you that day, until it was dark and everyone was gone..."

Evil Soul lowered his eyes, and tears glistened in his red eyes——

The lights dimmed and everyone left, and he sat alone on the edge of the stage, the gold medal still in his hand.

Looking up, the family member's seat was still empty, and the person who was supposed to come did not come in the end.

Ren Huai, who was back in his casual clothes, was holding a gold medal and making a phone call. All the sounds were a power-off notification.

Until an unfamiliar number called and coaxed him into a trap he couldn't get out of.

"They said they knew where you were, and sent me a recording of you, so I went to the rooftop of the theater to find them..."

The young man couldn't continue, tears fell like thread, and drifted away like gray smoke.

Bo Jun couldn't help but let out a long breath, following these words in his mind, he remembered three years ago:

Bai Wei went to the police station to return favors from her old classmates, but when she came out it was dark and her phone was accidentally broken.

I hurried home and found no one. I was afraid that the silly kid Ren Huai was still waiting in the theater, so I ran away.

There was only one guard watching the theater in the suburbs, and he asked to open the door and make a phone call, and finally found the man lying in a pool of blood on the rooftop.

"I came here that day," Bo Jun had a headache, but his voice was still steady, just lowered, "But..."

"But it's too late." The evil spirit sneered, "What can you make up for?"

"I can't make up for anything."

"But then we found your mobile phone under the roof, and I sent it to the police station because of the innovation of detection technology at the beginning of this year."

Bo Jun paused, and then said: "That voice is a recording clip, I never said that I don't want you."

Her voice is still nice, and I still miss her after three years.

"Sorry, I didn't protect you."

"can you forgive me?"

The child listened to her in a daze, but didn't realize that the person in front of him was holding a softly shining white bead in the palm of his hand.

When Bo Jun leaned forward as if to hug him, the evil soul didn't resist, until the white bead condensed by the good soul touched him, and the burning sensation boiled instantly!
The evil screamed in pain, the sharp pain was more painful than the knife that stabbed into the body when he died.

But he couldn't run away, the people in front of him vainly surrounded his soul and soul, comforting him softly:

"Don't be afraid, I will take you to revenge."

(End of this chapter)