Kuaishou: The host of calamity has meddled in the villain again

Mu Boyan didn't dare to blink, for fear of missing the slightest emotion on her face. In just a few seconds, he imagined several situations, but sporadic hopes were kindled again, as long as a little, even a little bit was fine.

"so what?"

"I..." Mu Boyan didn't expect to be asked this question, he moved a little bit, his legs and feet were numb and unsteady and almost fell, he hurriedly held the door next to him, and then backed away Some, the conversation was interrupted immediately.

"You like me now, so what?" Su Ran was full of sarcasm, she looked at the opposite window: "Superficial, how can you prove that you like me?"

Just like last time, but the venue was changed, the words were familiar to him, Mu Boyan's body stiffened, the faint light in his eyes dimmed instantly, like dead silence, that conversation echoed in his mind, and a few words became like a huge stone Holding him, he felt a strong sense of suffocation, he took a few steps back, his eyes were red again, watching the person in front of him gradually become blurred, he tried to explain in vain, and only apologized word by word.

'sorry. '

The whispers were very clear in this silent space. He closed his eyes, and the hotness slipped from the corner of his eyes to his cheeks. Along with him, he knelt down heavily through the door, and the knees hurt. It turned out that, Words can really surpass the steel blade, scratching inch by inch, the knife tempered in the fire slammed into the bone marrow, making a loud noise and numbness from the pain.

How can he?How dare you?

Endless regrets swept across the sky, Mu Boyan begged humbly, but he didn't know what to ask for, did he calm down after he died?

After death, at least he can change into another form and hide in mid-air to follow Ran Ran. Mu Boyan lowered his eyes, and the knife fell out of his wrist unknowingly.

Su Ran was slightly stagnant, showing no emotion, her brows seemed to be a little impatient, the apologies she made were quite boring, at least she didn't want to hear them now, they were just useless words, her eyes turned red, her hands playing the piano It's just a look at the scourge.

It's only been a few days since I learned to self-mutilate, but it has nothing to do with her.

"Mr. Mu please go back, don't lose face in front of outsiders. Take all your things back, no need."

Su Ran took a step, seeing him blocking the door, she turned her eyes away and went out through the back door. Just as she was about to go out, a voice like Leng Yu came from behind:

He shouted 'Ranran' very softly, but he felt an unprecedented sense of satisfaction from it. It was just two words, and the little bit of sweetness hidden in the dark overwhelmed all the pain on his body .

Gone like the wind, the phrase "ranran" seems to have never appeared.

Across the distance between the front and rear doors, his voice spread throughout the room, humble to the extreme, and uncertainly desolate:

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"Miss Qiao, can I be your puppet?"

No thought, at your mercy, it doesn’t matter whether you chop him up or break him up, he can do anything with slave dolls, as long as he can be by Ran Ran’s side, he can also be like those puppets hanging on the ceiling, Obedient and well-behaved.

If he doesn't like his speech, he can be dumb for the rest of his life. It doesn't matter if he is blind, deaf, or has his arms and legs broken. As long as it is her, he can do anything.

He didn't get a response, suppressing the pain, he spoke again, his tone was lower than before: "I want to be those puppets, please?"

Su Ran paused, the curve of her lips stopped suddenly, she couldn't tell whether it was sarcasm or something else, the impatience came to her heart again, she was almost indifferent: "What nonsense are you talking about?"

As if grasping the last ray of hope, Mu Boyan hooked the corners of his lips, and the hope was ignited again, and his tone was a little hasty: "Your skeleton still lacks a pair of eyes, mine can give it , and hand bones, I have raised them well, you can chop them off and put them where you like. I know, you don’t want to see me, I can have plastic surgery, it doesn’t matter if you scrape off this layer of skin, it’s all up to you.”

As if he had found a way out of a desperate situation, he was eager to show his usefulness. He was useful, even if he became a waste product that Ran Ran threw in the basement, at least he was close to her.

"I've counted your skeleton. My bones are better than his. You use mine. I'm not afraid of pain. You can do experiments and do whatever you want."

Rather than dying directly, he wants to die in Ran Ran's hands. It's okay to be locked in the basement forever. It doesn't matter if she wants him, even if it's a puppet. He is willing to do anything, anything .

Mu Boyan's knife reached the palm of his hand, and he ruthlessly inserted it into his wrist, making a deep gash with all his strength. The knife scratched the bones of his hand and made a collision sound. He wanted to pry open the layer of flesh, but he Your bones might be better than that skeleton.

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The blood spurted out and couldn't be stopped. He continued to paddle as if he couldn't feel the pain. The smell of blood spread. He raised the knife and hit it on his wrist. There was a shadow in front of his eyes, and the sound of stopping in his ear stunned him for a few seconds.

He stayed there, the nostalgia and obsession in his eyes were uncontrollably revealed, the raging love was about to overwhelm him, the corners of his lips deepened, his eyes couldn't stop being sour, and the blood that fell on the ground disappeared. trace.

Ran Ran was so close to him, so close that he could touch it with his hand, but he couldn't.

Mu Boyan knelt back anxiously, holding the blade in his hand to avoid being snatched away.

"Do you want to die by my place?" Su Ran's tone was filled with unexplained anxiety. She didn't take the knife away, and the impatience on her face was even more obvious.

"No, it's not." Mu Boyan panicked, he just wanted to prove that he would be better than the skeleton, just like offering a treasure, he retreated far away, raised his wrist, and his hand trembled slightly.

"I, my hand bones are very good, you can use mine."

Trying to let Ranran see clearly, he scraped vigorously, before it fell, Su Ran pulled the knife away and threw it on the ground.

"Enough." She reprimanded softly, and when they saw each other again, the impatience on her face was restrained, and she regained her composure: "I don't want to risk my life yet."

Looking at the knife on the ground, Mu Boyan wanted to crawl over to pick it up, but withdrew his hand again. He shook his head: "No, I will take care of it. Can I become a new skeleton?"

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He also wanted to lie at Ran Ran's house like the skeleton and those puppets, even if he was the most hated one, he could just stay at her house, and he would rather not let Ran Ran have any worries.

"Look, I can be them, I can do what you say, my eyes, I can gouge them out, and everything on my body. Please, I beg you, let me be with them."

The person kneeling on the ground begged over and over again. He smashed the pride and dignity he once had, trying in vain to get the last bit of mercy.

"madman."