Kill crazy! The real daughter rushed to rectify the rich family!

The blade cuts the skin.

The red liquid first appeared in small drops, then seeped into a line, and then gathered into drops, reflecting cold blood light under the flickering light in the cabin, until it flowed down and turned into a winding stream on the person's skin.

No one spoke.

The wind and waves fill the boundless night and sea outside the window.

Such a huge noise made the girl's breathing very clear.

Not trembling, not weak, not excited, just as if she was tired and so she squatted there in a daze - but she quickly made the second cut.

The dying body suddenly moved, and the weak voice of Young Master Qin was heard in the quiet cabin.

"You...really going to kill me?"

"No, I was actually playing house with you."

Ye Kong cut his arm for the third time as if he was carving a work of art. His thin hands tightly grasped the boy's wrist, which was shaking with pain, to prevent him from struggling. At the same time, he said in a cold and smiling tone, "When the day breaks, your parents will rush over with a group of private mercenaries to surround this yacht, and then they will open fire with guns as a salute of celebration. Then, I will shout to you with them, 'Surprise! This is a special show we present to you. Do you like it?' Then, I will be your eternal blood bag and prisoner, and live happily with you from now on - how about it? Are you satisfied with this plot?"

Qin Wu's face turned pale, and after several seconds he said slowly, "Not bad... What conditions do I need to meet before you are willing to do this?"

The blade sliced ​​through the skin.

The girl held the gradually bloodstained handle and pondered for a moment before saying, "If your parents don't shoot at me with their guns after seeing your body but instead applaud and praise me for 'good kill' - I can consider making your bones into a dagger and keep it in my schoolbag forever - this can also be considered a way of being together forever, right?"

"...That's not bad." Qin Wu couldn't concentrate on what she was saying. He tried to see his hands or feet, but could only move his face in vain. "What are you doing now?"

"Kill you." Ye Kong said, "I have been locked up in your house for 126 days. I will cut you 126 times. When you have almost lost all the blood I have transfused to you, I will stab the last knife into your heart."

"You might as well give me a quick death."

"You never give me pleasure, why should I reward you with pleasure? You are so shameless." Ye Kong said contemptuously.

"...Do you really dare to kill someone?"

"It's just a piece of meat, why don't you dare?"

"But I'm a piece of meat that's very good to you."

"...Do you want to beg for mercy from me?"

"I just want to know what I haven't done well enough? Am I not obedient enough to you?"

"Humans always like to call cats ancestors, saying that they obey cats' orders, but why are cats cats and humans humans? Humans can spend money to get a cat, but the reverse is not true?"

"...I don't think of you as my cat, I want you to be my sister, or my future wife--Ah!!"

Without warning, the girl backhandedly slashed him, forcing the boy to scream in pain again.

"Your sister and wife will obviously be your cats - even begging for mercy is so obscure, you really deserve to be the proud Master Qin."

Ye Kong's tone was cold but with a hint of smile: "If you want to beg for mercy, then you should kneel down and lick the soles of my shoes, then bark at me and yell, 'Grandpa, please spare my life', then maybe I can show mercy and cut these wounds more beautifully."

"So you're such a...powerful person. The you I saw before were all fake - but the real you is very similar to me. I like you even more...Ah! Ah!"

"You are really fearless." Ye Kong grinned, "Fortunately you are afraid of pain."

"Then can you be a little gentler, considering how much I've done for you?"

"Of course not. The more you fear something, the more I will give it to you."

"Aren't you afraid that the impression you left on me in this life will be too deep, and I will find you in the next life?"

"You only live once. If it weren't for this, I would have died and started over."

"So you've lived your whole life just to find love?" The boy said with difficulty, "I can give it to you - I can be the person who loves you the most in the world."

"I would rather end this once-in-a-lifetime life right now."

"But you are about to end my whole life."

"What's wrong? Are you going to notify the Nangang government to give me a Good Citizen Award? Unfortunately, I'm not from Nangang, so there's no need."

“…I have never killed anyone.”

"I told you, to beg for mercy you should kneel down, lick the soles of my shoes, bark, and then cry and repent while shouting 'spare me' - it seems you just can't learn it."

“…I don’t have the strength.”

"It doesn't matter. I won't forgive you even if you beg for mercy. Isn't it less regrettable now?"

"……what do you want?"

"Your life, and possibly the lives of your entire family in the future."

……

She is so calm.

In this endless storm, in this chaotic night where the shore is invisible, on this route where we don’t know if we have already lost our way.

She walked into the chaos with such a calm and lazy attitude.

When the boy finally began to feel fear in his gradually cooling consciousness and began to involuntarily reveal his true desire to survive, she was still like a stone statue made of cooled magma, dark and gloomy, unmoved by anything.

The gardener stared at the scene blankly in the corner, and seemed to think he saw the boundless abyss in front of her.

And every cut that was being made, every drop of blood that flowed from the boy's body, was the rock that was constantly collapsing under her feet... When the last cut fell, she really walked over.

I walked across the zebra crossing with the green light and stepped into the chaotic and terrifying abyss.

I have to do something...

The gardener thought in confusion.

I have to do something...

"I……"

She uttered a trembling voice, as if she was very timid and had no confidence: "I love my daughter very much."

When the words came out of his mouth, he didn't have time to see the girl's expression, and tears rolled out of his eyes before his emotions did.