Host No. 7749’s Law of Mission Failure

Lu Jian silently took off his hat.

"Don't come out if you hear anything. When your father comes to pick you up tomorrow morning, everything will be over."

Zhouzhou couldn't understand what she said, but he probably understood that his aunt wanted him to go to sleep.

So he climbed onto the bed on his hands and knees and lay down obediently.

Lu Jian closed the door and window tightly, and drew the curtains.

The sound of high heels outside the door is getting closer.

Lu Jian took one last look at Zhouzhou.

The child took off his hat and fell asleep tightly in his arms, with the doll just lying next to him.

As if this is very safe.

He didn't open his eyes, but he was sobbing quietly.

The girl closed her eyes and held the doorknob. When she opened her eyes again, there were no other emotions in her eyes, only indifference.

She doesn't stop for anyone in the mission world.

Sympathy, pity, guilt...

Feelings are beautiful, but they shouldn't be something that holds her back.

As the door opened, the sound of high heels stopped at the door.

His slender hands grabbed the neck of the woman in front of him and pushed her to the ground. With his other hand, he closed the door tightly.

Yi Fuling was wearing an expensive floral fishtail skirt, and her eyebrows were somewhat similar to Lu Fanxi's.

The ground was covered with a thick layer of expensive blankets. Even if it fell like this, it didn't make much noise.

She was pinched by the neck, but she didn't panic at all. Instead, she looked at the land note as if she was looking at an object, and evaluated her value in her heart. She seemed to be amazed, and then showed a look of satisfaction.

"I haven't seen you for eight years. You have really grown into a big girl." There was nothing wrong with her tone.

"Madam." The girl called coldly and slowly tightened her grip.

"Madam?" Yi Fuling burst out laughing, and her laughter instantly alarmed Lu Fanxi downstairs.

Lu Jian remained unmoved and didn't care at all about Lu Fanxi's joining.

She slowly turned her head and looked back with sinister eyes. Lu Fanxi subconsciously stopped and even took a step back, feeling a little afraid.

"Good boy, didn't you like to call me mommy?" Yi Fuling tilted her head, grabbed her arm, dug her newly made nails into her flesh, and pinched her hard.

The smile she raised was really beautiful, full of charm, but with undisguised malice, trying to bring back the darkest memories of her childhood, "Oh my, at that time, you were like a dog lacking maternal love. Surrounding me and begging for mercy."

"Do you remember how many times I kicked you? You were so weak at that time. Crushing you to death was like crushing a bug."

Lu Jian's hair hung down on her face, and the girl said expressionlessly, "You can't affect me."

She is not the original owner, and the original owner's mother is not her mother.

It's just that the original owner's mood made her not in the mood to laugh right now.

The girl in the black skirt sings alone.

"Do you still keep the roses I left behind?"

"The person I loved most in this life, are you still you?"

"You held me up to the sun, did you love me, did you want to burn me?"

"I am the rose flower, and I dedicate it all to you."

Her low voice seemed to linger in the girl's mind.

Then the girl also sang a song, looking straight into Yi Fuling's careless eyes, her lips trembling.

"Do you still keep the roses I left behind?"

"The person I loved most in this life, are you still you?"

"You held me up to the sun, did you love me, did you want to burn me?"

"I am the rose flower, and I dedicate it all to you."

A very small sound, like water drops falling on the ground.

Maybe it was an illusion. She was covered with a thick blanket, so how could she hear the sound of water dripping.

Yi Fuling felt as if something was out of her control, so she gritted her teeth and prepared to resist.

Suddenly, her vision went dark.

There was a man squatting on the ground in front of her, his back turned to her, his thin shoulders trembling, and he was sobbing softly.

The woman was wearing a very simple white dress, and she was alone in an extremely dark place. There was only a beam of light shining on her, making her figure almost transparent.

A nasal and crying voice sounded. It was a woman's voice. This was a song she had hummed and sang to her daughter, but she had changed the lyrics.

"The roses you sent grow toward the sun in the vase."

"My beloved daughter, you can do what you want."

"I send you into the light, don't look back, like me."

"If it were me, I would still love you."

At that moment, Yi Fuling's eyes shed tears, and the crystal tears flowed silently across her face.

Through her hazy eyes, she looked helplessly into Lu Jian's eyes. Her eyes changed and became gentle and quiet.

Her trembling hand touched the girl's cheek, she choked with sobs and cried, then laughed, "I love you, mother has always loved you..."

"Sorry……"

"Sorry……"

"Sorry……"

"I have always loved you."

She slowly sat up, but Lu Jian didn't stop her and let go of her hand, not afraid of a sudden personality switch.

Mother Lu whispered, "What do you want to do?"

The girl's voice was calm, "I want to kill you."

Mother Lu was not surprised. She just looked at her and smiled, then leaned over and kissed her cheek gently. Then she walked towards Lu Fanxi, held her face as well, and said in a low voice, "Xixi..."

Lu Fanxi's body stiffened, but when her mother's kiss fell gently on her cheek, she clenched her fists and slowly raised her hands, wanting to hug her.

I disdain family affection!

She bit her lower lip tightly. She didn't know whether it was because of pain or for some other reason. Tears actually formed in her eyes. Her personality was very calm in her mind and there was no sound at all.

Lu Fanxi pushed her away and turned his face aside in embarrassment.

"Lu Fanxi, don't you love your family the most?" ” She even wanted to cover herself up with sarcasm, “Why are you silent now? 』

The crouched protagonist silently buried his head in his knees, huddled in the dark space, purred his lips a few times, and let out a cry-like laugh.

Please, don't let me talk, I'll cry.

please.

The protagonist is clutching her skirt tightly, as if she wants to be shut in the black space forever, unwilling to see anything.

Mother Lu slowly returned to Lu Jian, looked at her tenderly, then reached out and held her tightly in her arms.

"Are you ready? Madam."

Lu Jian held a knife in his hand.

Mrs. Lu hugged her tightly, put her cheek gently on her neck, rubbed her, and finally said softly, "Mom loves you."

The girl threw the knife on the ground and took out a syringe with a transparent liquid inside.

The sharp needle pierces the skin, and the liquid slowly flows and spreads in the body.

In the last five seconds of her life, her vision began to turn black.

The girl threw the needle on the ground, hugged her sliding body, and knelt on the ground with Mother Lu.

He whispered, "I love you too."

There was no pain at all when my mother died, and she even smiled.