Host No. 7749’s Law of Mission Failure

Lu Fanxi received a call, saying that the child was back at school on his own.

However, according to her understanding of her son, he would not take the initiative to go to school.

So Lu Fanxi put off work and drove to the kindergarten to pick up his son.

At this moment, she was like a savior, and it was the first time that she looked so tall in Qiao Huizhou's eyes.

No need to study anymore, Oye, I love you (?′?‵?)i L???????Mommy.

However, the next second, he was pressed in front of the table.

Qiao Huizhou looked at the pen and paper on the table in confusion, "Mommy, what are you doing?"

Lu Fanxi looked at him with a loving smile, "Mommy doesn't care where you go to play in the past three days, but who is taking you away?"

Qiao Huizhou blinked, "It's aunt~!"

"What does aunt look like? Draw it."

Raise a child for a thousand days, use the child for a while.

She sent Qiao back to Zhou to take art classes for a year, which came in handy now.

Seeing the child holding a pen and drawing with a bang, Lu Fanxi nodded with satisfaction.

Now that she's home, she won't go to work today. It's her company after all, as long as she's happy with it.

When Qiao He was halfway through his flight and was about to transfer back, Lu Fanxi sent him a message in advance, telling him that he didn't need to come back.

Qiao He was still driven back to work, but Lu Fanxi was planning to give herself some time off.

She went to the bathroom to take a shower, and when she came out, child Qiao Huizhou had just finished painting.

He held the painting, blinked, and showed the front of the painting.

"..."

Lu Fanxi took it and before he could look at it, Qiao Huizhou's little boy had already quietly moved a step to the side.

"Qiao! Go back! Zhou!" The painting in his hand was wrinkled.

The children ran away.

"You are really a stumbling block on my way to find my sister..." Lu Fanxi got angry.

"What have you learned this year! Don't run away, come back!"

The child Zhouzhou ran very fast, "You forgot the abstract painting that dad gave Zhouzhou! It's already great that Zhouzhou can paint like this——"

He had a wrinkled little face.

The flower of the motherland, Barbie is Q.

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Compared with the situation here, everything is going crazy.

Lu Jian's side was obviously much quieter.

She knelt on the ground, her body curled up, breathing heavily, her forehead was covered with beads of sweat. She opened her eyes with difficulty, and through the light on the curtains, she could see that it was still daytime outside.

The clock on the wall ticks, ticks, and the second hand rotates endlessly, driving the minute hand forward together.

She wanted to raise her right hand to knock herself out like before, but her hand seemed to be blocked by someone.

"Why do you want to hurt yourself..."

The girl's clear and gentle voice was tinged with pity, as if a hand was touching her chin, and those gentle eyes were scanning her body for signs of pain.

"Wouldn't it be better to hurt others..."

"It won't hurt if you hurt yourself..."

"I will never hurt you..." Her voice was bewitching, a familiar voice, but with a different tone.

Repeating it over and over again, constantly emphasizing it, brainwashing her, made her feel a little dazed in addition to the tearing pain.

It was clearly her own voice.

Lu Jian's lips trembled, and a drop of sweat dripped from the tip of her nose. Her extremely pale face and twitching body showed that she was in a particularly bad state at the moment.

She raised her body in pain, her lower lip was bitten so much that blood oozed out, and a shallow trace of blood appeared on her lips, making her pale lips even more sick, like a fragile doll.

"Why let that child go... I want to kill him... He is my sister's child... I want to kill him..."

The girl murmured to herself, and the voice lingered in her mind for a long time, like a spell, binding her tightly.

Her spasmodic fingers touched the fruit knife on the coffee table.

Lu Jian sneered.

He drew hard towards his left arm.

The strong force still stopped her, but Lu Jian thrust with all his strength, and the force was so strong that it left a palm-long wound on his arm.

The girl cried out in pain.

But the same pain also affected Lu Jian.

She gasped for air, her eyes were red with pain, it was purely a physiological reaction.

The ends of her eyes were faintly red, her delicate and beautiful face was pale and sickly, and her bloodless lips were raised mockingly, looking sarcastic and provocative.

"Why do we have to hurt ourselves?" The girl seemed to be angry, her voice was a bit sharp, as if she was yelling, "Isn't it bad to hurt others?!"

"Bah." Lu Jian said "ha", "I can do whatever I want, and I want you to take care of it?"

The girl was stunned, as if she didn't expect that she would speak like this.

The girl seemed to be holding Lu Jian's face.

But in fact, it was her left hand that touched her own face. This scene looked like a ghost and a psychopath.

The girl coaxed her with a trembling voice, "Bai, what's wrong with you? Why are you talking to me like this?"

"Who made you become like this?" The girl was about to cry, her voice sighing with pity, "How did they hurt you?"

"Otherwise...why would you talk to me like this?"

"I will help you take revenge...Give me your body...I will kill them all...kill them all..."

Lu Jian asked, "Who are they?"

On behalf of An's personality, he said gently, "Bai, you don't need to know this... Just let me take care of this..."

"Come...give me your body..." Her voice was like a devil.

The devil's arms were wrapped around her neck strangely and tenderly, and his red lips gently kissed the shell of her ear. The hot breath he exhaled blew on her skin, bewitching her to death.

Lu Jian's eyelashes trembled slightly, and her eyes seemed to be filled with pain and confusion. She spoke slowly, as if she had been tempted, "Okay..."

The next second, she struck her neck with a blade without any delay.

This time, he fainted.

Lu Jian had not planned to cut deeply before he scratched. The blade only scratched the capillaries on the outer layer of the skin and did not damage the arteries and veins. A scab should form soon.

The system just looked at her embarrassed look and then at her bleeding arm.

Hey.

Although she got a lot of clues by playing this way, the system was still afraid that she would risk her own life, so it went into the mobile phone data, dialed 120 for her, and told her the room password.

When the ambulance arrived at the community, the property manager quickly took the spare ID card and led the ambulance staff to the seventh floor. At this time, Mrs. Yu happened to come out of the house and saw the fainting girl being carried on a stretcher.

Thinking that she was helpless here, she quickly stepped forward and followed her into the ambulance.