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Sensing a strange noise, the two people who had already met decided to leave this building with extremely low visibility when they couldn't find any other signs of life, and planned to go out later...

I can't wait to see through, how I hope to leave that "big trouble" and go out after I am fully awake!

Unfortunately, it was too late. Even though I had a hunch that Zhao Boyang and Xia Jun should have left the old school building safely, I still couldn't hold on for a moment and defeated the building that was already in disrepair. The two who had already escaped fell into a coma.

In essence, all the anger of a person comes from his own incompetence.

So now, I'm angry at my incompetence, but what's the use of anger for a person who's passed out and immersed in a dream?

"Always be fascinated by all kinds of temptations."

"Fear and pain are often accompanied by loss, and the essence of loss is fear and pain."

"I can only realize my own safety when I see others in pain, so...please hurt a little more..."

"The relationship between sadism and masochism, the relationship between obedience and leadership, longing for passivity and initiative, human beings are such contradictions."

"For a purpose, you can do whatever you can, and you can abandon everything, including your own dignity and life. I don't have life, let alone dignity. I'm not a real person. That's why... it's disgusting, including, I Own……"

"Whispering, immersed in the passage of time after another, escaping from reality with self-pity, or exile yourself, stupid hope is to punish others with this, heartless guy, because he is not human, So people don't understand."

"At the end of the day, whether you are a human being or not, you have to take responsibility for your own actions, because you have no right to blame others, it's just wishful thinking."

"Because of people's little sympathy and curiosity, demonic barriers exist. You are demonic barriers, and demonic barriers are your true face."

A very beautiful body, lying flat in front of me, the body of a teenager, the youthful face of a teenager, trembling and panicking.

In the days when I was with those dirty things, they seemed to be amazed at my cruelty and indifference, but in the end, I was too humble. In fact, it is even more handy with great imagination and creativity.I was also obsessed with playing the role of the devil for a while.

The role of the sadist and the masochist, slowly dragging everyone into hell, torturing them, banishing them, obliterating their hope and dignity, only then will I realize my safety and peace, Only in this way can I feel the joy of life.

I love to torture people, everything around me, and violence to them.

I like to be tortured by others, and when I torture myself, I bring everything into the category of no longer being human.

It is good that the perpetrators are in hell, because in hell they can continue to abuse others, there is no heaven, such a holy place is just an illusion for unrepentant creatures like humans.

very pitiful.

That beautiful body, that beautiful boy.

When questioned, when threatened, when asked why he did this, when he was blindly dissected...

why?

This is also what I want to ask. From the perspective of the abuser, there are no such three words why, and there has never been an answer; but from the perspective of the abused, why these three words become The most dreadful reproach, the most forbidden poison.People, do you have to do something wrong to be punished?

The real darkness, the weight, took me back to a certain point in time.

No matter where it is, it is so disgusting.

The first time he was scolded as a lunatic by a person who looked like his age, he kept retching, which was the real disgusting feeling.

"So... how about I switch places with this kid?"

The beautiful body and that pretty face, the messy but beautiful face covered in blood, and those dramatic eyes are all like that...

The child opened his eyes and raised his head to look at me with difficulty. I squeezed his chin tightly and smiled at him.

"Want to change? Change your position with me and take revenge on me?"

"Do you want to?"

"You can do whatever you want, you can kill me or repeat what I did to you."

"Do you want to?"

The child nodded dumbly, probably because he didn't expect to survive no matter what, he didn't know what I was going to do, and I didn't know what I was going to do next.

crazy.

The whole world itself is crazy. Everyone should understand this truth. There is no common sense.

There are countless possibilities, some people may not have the courage to retaliate, while some people will follow their nature to fully display the cruelty that has long been ingrained in their nature.

Which one is that child?I've played this game countless times, but...

why?

Not retaliation, not dare.

Looking at me with that kind of pity, trying to save me, trying to save a perverted lunatic who is so disgusting that he lost his mind...

You can't influence me... I was going to say that.

However, that noble figure has left.

Is nobleness a coat or a layer of human skin?

The one who should go to hell is me, and everyone...

From the moment I opened my eyes and touched the first ray of sunshine in the world, I knew the ending, but the ending is always changing.I know everyone's secrets, but I don't know my own.

Those stained and blackened souls are struggling between love and hate, they are crying, they are bleeding, they are hating and mourning.

why?

There is no answer.

For happiness, there are three kinds of people.The first is to wait and watch silently.The second type is the desire to possess.The third type is destruction.

As for me, I am the fourth type of person. I used to be the third type, but now I am waiting for the good and destroying myself vigorously.This, in fact, is a kind of joy that can be found in self-blame and humbleness.

"Zhao Boyang, which one are you?"

This is something I have wanted to ask for a long time but have never asked. For a soul like you, I am very curious about the final answer.

……

wake up.

Flying years are not good, and hits are bound to cause bloody disasters. This is the second time I have been hospitalized in a month. I really don’t know whether I should slander myself for not looking for trouble all the time, or should I slander my bloody fighting power, hurting the enemy a thousand times and hurting myself eight hundred.He was always vomiting blood three liters from being beaten by little monsters that came out in surprise, this is really...

Three words:

he!mom!of!

The reason why I woke up so early was that I was woken up by hunger, and there were whines in my stomach. I sat up from the hospital bed and leaned against the head of the bed for a long time before opening my eyes and looking around.Zhao Boyang was not there, nor was Xia Jun. Instead, there was a strange girl sitting beside my bed combing her hair.I hope that the two of them are not hurt, but when I can't see anyone, I feel very confused.

Many times, when you can see too many things that others cannot see, your disaster will come, because it is difficult to distinguish between ghosts and people.

Is it a human or a ghost?To be investigated.

But when I woke up, the girl finally stopped combing her hair, and raised her head to face me with a tangled expression.I didn't open my mouth, waiting for this girl or this ghost girl to make an opening statement first.

Generally speaking, there are only a few opening remarks when visiting a sick or unconscious person.

The most typical one is Zhao Boyang's tried and tested sentence: You are awake.

Although it's nonsense, it's the same routine as serving flowers and peeling fruits for visiting patients.

But it is obvious that this one is unique and straight to the point.She stopped what she was doing and put the comb on the cabinet next to her, and said, "I'll be following you from today on."

"……"what?

"Who are you?" I tilted my neck, completely confused.

The memory of "die together" with the crazy evil spirit a few hours ago, and the sorting out of past thoughts in the coma have not yet finished, what is going on in this situation now?Staring blankly at the young girl in front of her, well, a typical modern person with a physical body...

"Tch!" After hearing my question, the girl of unknown origin turned her head away in disdain, and couldn't bear to see me look stupid anymore, and said with a troubled appearance, "You don't even know who I am, You dare to 'die for love' with me so simply?! Really!"

Martyrdom...?

"..." My short-circuited brain was completely disconnected.

... martyrdom ... love ...?

"..." On this side, I was silent and fell into an endless vortex of unknown darkness. On the other side, the strange girl still didn't look at me, but stuck her eyes on the white and green walls of the hospital where they collided.

Martyrdom?When did this happen?Who is she?

"...?" "...?" "...!"

A flash of inspiration flashed in my mind, and the original calm state of mind was broken in an instant. I stared at the "girl" in front of me with a ferocious face, and cursed in my heart: I will die for you, grandma!

After several rounds of repeated recall, I finally remembered, and suddenly stood up from the bed in shock, hitting the ceiling with my head, "You!"

"Don't get too excited, really, I'm here to visit, don't I?" the "little monster" who was neither human nor ghost spoke, and his half-smile expression hurt me internally, but it's a pity that I'm not Ultraman, Otherwise, I have to take revenge on this damn thing!

"Why do you have a physical body?" After calming down and sitting back on the bed, I looked at the person in front of me from top to bottom, only to realize that she actually had a shadow, the shadow cast on her face by the setting sun through the window and the shadow on her face. Lighting is extremely natural.

"Reshaping a physical body is still possible for a girl!" The person opposite, oh no, the ghost opposite said triumphantly, and he still didn't forget to raise his eyebrows at me, instantly ruining that beautiful and beautiful face .

"It's just... nonsense." I leaned my forehead and sighed secretly, and for some reason I remembered that old monster Wen Jie. Although the difference between men and women in the world is just a decoration, there is still a little bit of difference anyway. Right, or are these women who have practiced for a long time and died too thoroughly can become like this one by one?

"I'm not talking nonsense!" She got anxious, stood up and rushed towards me, I hid, raised my hand to cover her with a quilt, and gave the hospital bed to this comrade who needed more treatment.

Whimsical Syndrome!There is no cure!

"If you have that ability, can you still stay in the sealed place and eat barbecued human legs?"

"Shouldn't know where Shi went!" Changing places with her, I found that I can no longer feel the resentment and strength from before in her body. On the contrary, her current state and life Very similar, this is also the weird place.

"I already had it! If it wasn't for that stinky Taoist priest! Hmph!" Pulling the quilt off her head, she saw her bulging cheeks like a puffer fish.

"You say priest? What Taoist priest?!" It was only then that I noticed that she, who was originally unwilling to reveal the whole story in the old school building, was here, and she just said it so easily?

Sure enough, there...is there still something that I can't detect now?

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