The book-crossing case happened! The villains all want me to go to jail

The figure looked at the sun, his mind a mess.

He subconsciously hid the knife in his hand slightly behind his back.

The dim light slanted across the silent space, and dust floated slowly in the faint beam of light, as if anxiously waiting for the coming storm.

"Wife, I'm back." A familiar voice sounded, breaking the eerie silence.

He looked at her with a gentle smile on his face. That smile seemed to be able to melt everything, but at this moment it seemed so unreal.

Then he saw the sun holding a bouquet of flowers tightly in his arms.

Even though the flower was covered in blood, it still couldn't conceal its original color, which was bright red, enchanting and tempting.

Those were roses, flowers that once symbolized love, but now they stood out in this bloody scene, just like their broken love, sad and desperate.

"Welcome back." He smiled, and without any hesitation, he quickly hugged Taiyang and pulled her into the house.

The movement was urgent and passionate, as if he wanted to merge her into his body, hugging her tightly in this final moment, feeling each other's warmth.

They couldn't wait to kiss each other passionately, as if they were the only two people left in the world.

Prying open the teeth and kissing deeply, every movement is full of desire and possessiveness, this is a madness of love and hate intertwined.

They kissed until they came to the bedroom, and then there was the sound of the door closing. The sound was dull and resolute, as if announcing something. Was it the end of love or the helplessness of fate?

Then there was the sound of the knife piercing into flesh. Xie Xuan'an kept stabbing himself with the knife. His heart felt as if it was being tightly grasped by an invisible hand. The pain was unbearable.

He could no longer control his tears and they gushed out, blurring his vision, but his hands did not stop moving.

Every knife cut brought endless pain and struggle, love and hate surged in his heart, like surging waves hitting his soul.

Taiyang uttered a weak voice with a hoarse voice: "Wife...?"

There was only a little flesh left connecting his head and neck, but why could he still speak? "Honey, don't kill me... I love you..." His face was stabbed and it was impossible to recognize who he was. Blood was splattered on Xie Xuan'an's body, face, and every crack on the bed. The bright red color was shocking, as if their once passionate love was now stained with blood.

He slowly stretched out his trembling hand, even though it was stained with blood and was extremely sticky, and used it to stroke the cheek that the sun could not see clearly.

Slowly, he aimed at the original position of the lips and kissed it.

"I'm sorry...you can't live."

The voice was low and hoarse, full of helplessness and despair. In this room filled with blood and pain, the entanglement of love and hate was like heavy shackles that bound them tightly and made it impossible for them to break free.

Xie Xuan'an slashed with the knife in his hand with force, and as Xie Xuan'an moved, blood splattered on Xie Xuan's face and body, and his clothes were immediately stained red.

The pungent smell of blood was nauseating, but it also made Xie Xuan feel a sense of satisfaction.

Finally, it's all over.

He lay limply on the bed, his body and face covered in blood, even his eyes were dyed red.

He lay on the piece of meat.

Pessimistically thinking, how nice it would be if life ended here.

There was no need for him to live now.

When Xie Xuan'an woke up again from the darkness, the first thing that caught his eye was Yi Shou, Shao Liechuan and Wen Jing lying on the table after getting drunk.

The room was filled with a faint smell of alcohol and a dull atmosphere. Xie Xuanan slowly stood up, and the friction between his clothes and the chair made a slight "squeak" sound, which seemed particularly abrupt in the quiet space.

Shao Liechuan muttered, "Why did I fall asleep..." His voice was filled with fatigue and confusion.

Xie Xuan'an was filled with fear and anxiety, his heartbeat was getting faster and faster, and the rapid "thump thump" sound seemed to keep echoing in his ears.

His breathing also became rapid, and each breath was trembling with nervousness.

The air around him seemed to have substantial weight, pressing down heavily on him, making it almost impossible for him to breathe.

He walked towards the kitchen with heavy steps, his steps were heavy and slow, and every step felt like stepping in mud.

He picked up a knife casually. The blade reflected a faint light, and the cold touch from his fingertips made his hands tremble slightly.

He chopped towards Ikari's neck without hesitation, and the knife drew a sharp arc in the air, carrying a resolute murderous intent.

However, Ikari reacted extremely quickly. At the moment when the knife was about to touch his neck, he suddenly turned his head and the knife narrowly passed by his ear.

A hint of ruthlessness flashed in Xie Xuan'an's eyes, and he swung his knife again, his movements swift and decisive.

Yikari flashed and dodged flexibly, his movements were light and agile.

Every dodge was just right, making Xie Xuan'an's attacks miss time and time again.

Xie Xuan'an became more and more impatient and his attacks became more and more fierce.

But Yi Shou remained calm throughout, his eyes focused and sharp, closely watching Xie Xuan'an's every move.

When Xie Xuan'an swung the knife again, Yi Shou saw the right moment, stretched out his hand and grabbed the blade accurately. He held the knife tightly, and even though the sharp blade cut his palm and blood flowed down the blade, he had no intention of letting go.

Xie Xuan'an tried hard to take back the knife, but found that Yi Shou was so powerful that he couldn't shake him at all.

Yi Shou pulled the knife away from Xie Xuan'an's hand with a sudden force and put it on Xie Xuan'an's neck.

Xie Xuan'an looked at Yi Shou's cold eyes, his heart filled with relief about death.

"I should have started earlier, while you were sleeping." Yi Shou did not take action immediately, but slowly approached Xie Xuan'an.

The heat from Yi Shou's body hit his face, and he pressed Xie Xuan'an against the wall with one hand.

Xie Xuan'an's body trembled violently. He had never had such close contact with Yi Shou before, and at this moment he felt his scalp tingling. His heart was beating violently, as if it was about to jump out of his chest.

"What are you going to do..." Xie Xuan'an was interrupted before he could finish his words. Yi Shou held his shoulders tightly and his lips slowly pressed against his ears.

Xie Xuan'an closed his eyes and felt Yi Shou approaching. At that moment, a complex emotion surged in his heart.

Yi Shou's lips suddenly kissed Xie Xuan'an, and Xie Xuan'an trembled all over, as if a magical power was injected into his body, making him unable to resist Yi Shou's passion.

He tried to struggle, but to no avail. Ikari seemed to have completely possessed him, making him unable to move.

Afterwards, Xie Xuan fell into darkness again. When he woke up, the three of them were still sleeping on the table.

"Why? A dream within a dream?" Xie Xuan'an was confused and at a loss. He pursed his lips, recalling the taste just now, and a feeling of nausea arose spontaneously.

He quietly stood up, picked up the knife and slashed at Ikari's neck again. This time it was successful, just like the first time he woke up.

The other two saw that he had no power to resist and were easily dealt with, one by one.

As the candle went out, in the silent darkness, three bodies fell together in a twisted state.

Until there was a sudden knock on the door.

"It's really the same..."

Xie Xuanan hid the knife and slowly opened the door cautiously. What caught his eye was the barely pieced-together image of the sun. He was still holding the bouquet of roses in his hand, but his body was in a miserable state after being tortured by Xie Xuanan.

The face was rotten, but the two pairs of golden eyes still sparkled.

"Wife... I'm back." The voice was weak, but one could still hear the tone of the sun.

Xie Xuan'an took a step back, somewhat at a loss.

The indescribable sun walked into the house and couldn't wait to kiss Xie Xuan'an passionately.

The kiss area was clearly a blur, but he could still feel the shape of his lips. Xie Xuanan struggled to breathe, feeling more and more weird.

The door closed, the familiar sound of insertion into flesh was heard, and the sun turned into a pool of something even more indescribable.

Xie Xuan'an felt a little creepy and didn't want to stay any longer, but after taking a few steps, he fell into darkness again.