Confessions of S

10 minutes ago.

"put……"

"Let me go."

"Lu Wen."

"Let go of me, you let me go."

"Lu Wen!"

What do you want if I let you go?

"I...I...let me let go of me—pervert—stupid! I'm calling your mother, calling your uncle—"——Mu Cha didn't hear him finish.

One hand grabs the soft T-shirt collar of the opponent and pushes his body down, while the other hand has already untied the knot tied on his wrist without any technical content.

"Okay." Still holding the rope in his hand, Mu Cha sat down on the floor numbly:

"Go and fuck."

Lu Wen—shivered as if frightened by Mu Cha's actions.Mu Cha watched him calm down, panting slowly and deeply while holding his side ribs, as if he had understood everything.He looked at him with bloodshot eyes, and then stretched out his hand towards the edge of the coffee table as if he had finally made up his mind——

However he missed it.He didn't catch it several times, and he didn't intend to ask for help. It's better to say that the attention eyes that hit him behind his back hurt him like a thorn.

Seeing him like this, obviously sadness arose from the bottom of his heart, but Mu Cha couldn't help laughing out again - what happened to him?

Lu Wen finally stood up, and Mu Cha hurried to help him, but at this time, Lu Wen's soles could not stand!As soon as the hands caught the shoulders, the opponent's whole body was pressed down on Mucha. Even Mucha's little strength of 1.8 meters could not support half of him. The soles of his feet softened and the weight of the two people hit the glass coffee table together. , just listening to creaking, creaking, it seems that with tenacious perseverance, it lasted for two seconds-hula, that artwork shattered into countless pieces like stars.

Five minutes later, Lu Wen was not the only one who was wheezing and wheezing—Mu Cha left the guy who was lying stiff and straight like a zombie behind him, and desperately washed his hands in the sink.

Not only failed to help that guy, but caused him more wounds.Mu Cha thoughtlessly rinsed his hands under the faucet - he didn't feel any pain at all, but he was also stabbed by the edge of the glass.

Lu Wen's hair has grown a bit long in the past two months at Mucha's house, and it is no longer in the awkward upright shape before. At this moment, due to the infiltration of sweat, the golden hair has a soft and drooping texture that is not suitable for him. , barely cover your eyes.

The softness surprised Mu Cha, it's not the same as a cat's hand, um... If I really want to say, it's not like a dog's Mao Mao's hand... It's indescribable, but it's far from vicious.

Nor narrow.

He is completely a foolish but normal, stubborn but cute, slightly silly young man.He was discussing sea wolves with such a young man in the afternoon sun... Wait, Mu Cha couldn't help but smile, wasn't it a hallucination?Discussing the sea wolf, did I really do that with him?

It's so stupid... Mu Cha smiled, that smile was very frivolous, and it turned into powder in the next second: I was so leisurely at that time... I didn't realize how irreversible time we were in.

Unexpectedly, Mu Cha came back to his senses and was startled by the scene in front of him——

The whole pool turned red.

The way the blood exploded in the white porcelain table was unexpectedly tragic like an explosion.Raise your hand until it is parallel to your line of sight, and slowly turn and observe under the fluorescent lamp.From the shallow and pleasant opening, blood seeped out in an orderly manner.The incision is quite beautiful and there is no pain at all.A wound like that, a wound like that made in a split second - just a fall into a pool of broken glass - so easy.

Of course, Mu Cha had long thought about killing Lu Wen by cutting his throat, but the conflicting messages on the Internet have always made him scruples—if the main artery is cut off, the heart pumps blood at [-] per hour. Pumping out at the speed of a meter, it may make the room very dirty, but it will be over soon; but if it is slightly off, it may only cut the trachea without touching the artery, if that is the case...

Perhaps out of the last respect for life, he didn't allow himself to do it without even figuring this out.

But now, at this moment, it's as if the strings snap, the button is pressed—all obstacles are gone.

Yes, he knew it was easy, but he didn't expect it to be this easy.Much smoother than a knife, like gravity, like a slippery slope—everything falls into place, neither ugly nor painful.

Just... just do it, right?

"Hello, Lu Wen." He called in a moderate voice.

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What's wrong with my body...? ·

do not know.

Lu Wen, who has never been to a hospital since he was a child, has no concept of disease, let alone what inflammation is; he firmly believes that the person poisoned him, and then rejoices from the sidelines.When the shackles on his hands and feet were all released, and the freedom he had been looking forward to for many days finally came, he didn't take immediate action, but couldn't help but laugh.

Yeah, I got it.Lu Wen smiled secretly, I... am dying, right?

Are you cool?Can't be happier?Seeing me like this... are you fucking excited to ejaculate? ——He looked back at him, just one look, and all he wanted to say was in this eye.

He turned around the next second.

Supporting his side spine, Lu Wen stared at the main street gate that he had seen over and over again for so many days, and took a deep and slow breath.

……

"Hello, Lu Wen." As if comforting, as if encouraging, the young man called him with such a gentle voice.

There was a click.picked up something.

"Ethylene glycol is a common blend of antifreeze. It is said that the symptoms of acute poisoning are coma and convulsions. You see, this is delivered by courier in the same city. You can buy it in the morning and it will arrive in the afternoon. Drinking a bottle of it should be quick."

"Strangle? I don't know if I have enough strength, but I will try my best to strangle it."

"and also--"

The young man threw a piece of glass between his eyes, and the temperature-deprived blood dripped down his fingertips onto his face.

"Choose one yourself."

Lu Wen——was frightened and stupid.Instead of being frightened by the young man's words and actions, he was stunned by his own body reaction.At that moment - like being scorched to the bottom of the eyes, being hit in the nose by a heavy fist - the hot temperature quickly gathered in the center of his eyebrows and eyes.

Closing his eyes before the thing fell out, Lu Wen shouted:

"Who, who the hell wants to choose—!"

"—Even if I die, I won't be killed by you!"

Phew... so warm, so hot, hell... so uncomfortable, so relaxed!The heat seemed to be corrosive, not only gathered in his nasal cavity, filled the entire eye socket, but also sank deeply into his body.The whole person seemed to be trembling and melting in that mass of burning liquid... No, he did not exist anymore.

"Hey!".

——It seems to have heard such a call.Is it hesitation, shock, or unspeakable desolation?He couldn't recognize it, he just felt farther and farther away from everything.Hello, hello, "Hello——Lu Wen".The voice was so soft, he wasn't sure if it was an auditory hallucination; he seemed to give an answer, but he didn't seem to.The crackling sound of the glass beneath her body, the warmth of someone's palm stretching over the vest... everything is like snowflakes scattered like Christmas powdered sugar, swirling in the dark night sky like Christmas Eve.

The author has something to say: If only I started writing here now. . .I must feel more about death