please kill me

4.

After the chaos, everything returned to calm under the undercurrent.

Eat barbecue, entertain, sleep, time rolls forward.The tick-tock-tick second hand turned, and the wall clock made a sound that was too clear in the darkness.

Liu Chunyang couldn't sleep anymore.He opened his eyes in the darkness, staring at the ceiling, looking at the moonlight coming in through the window.There are too many things happening this day, and I don’t know how tired I am until I lie down.

But no matter how tired he was, his mind was still clear.

Liu Chunyang wanted to get up and drink some water.

He gently closed the door of his room and walked towards the stairs. After taking two steps, he heard the sound of small objects colliding from the first floor.

Even a bold person would be skeptical of a black light.

What's more, Liu Chunyang was timid. At this moment, he stopped in place, not knowing whether he should go down or not.

There was already fine sweat on his forehead, and he comforted himself that he would not be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door if he didn't do anything wrong. I just went to drink saliva, just drink saliva.

He shuffled down.It seemed that he heard the sound of him walking, and the sound of objects colliding below disappeared.

But then, Liu Chunyang heard a heavy breathing.

"Chunyang."

He didn't really make a sound, it was like whispering, but in the quiet environment, the voice pierced Liu Chunyang's ears hard.

Liu Chunyang stared at the person in front of him with wide eyes.

It's Yang Jing.

He leaned against the wall in his pajamas, he didn't know what he was thinking, his expression couldn't be seen clearly under the sporadic moonlight in the living room, but it could only be more gloomy and terrifying.

He doesn't sleep at night, what is he doing standing here?

Liu Chunyang felt that his throat was becoming more and more dry, as if someone rubbed it with a knife, sparks burst out from the friction.

He wanted to speak boldly, but he opened and closed his lips, unable to utter a single word.

He tugged at his pajamas, quickened his pace and walked towards the kitchen without looking sideways.

How impolite, he thought, but the other party was Yang Jing, and he just wanted to walk faster.

He could not think of the look of those eyes watching him in the dark without being afraid.

The hand holding the cup was trembling, Liu Chunyang tried his best to control himself, and carefully placed it where the water dispenser received water.Listening to the coherent and impatient sound of water flowing in the dark, the anxiety in my heart intensified instead.

He felt the gaze behind him, maybe it was an illusion, but Liu Chunyang somehow felt that Yang Jing was looking at him.

When I picked up the cup, the glass hit the water dispenser and made a noise.Liu Chunyang was frightened immediately, holding the glass with both hands, reassuring himself not to think about it, and drank the transparent liquid in the glass in one gulp.

Liu Chunyang took a breath, and the burning sensation in his throat finally disappeared.

He went back to the kitchen to wash the cup, turned off the water, and there was another "pop" in the air.

That's the sound of slippers.

The sound was getting closer and closer, and in Liu Chunyang's ears, it was like a note stepped on by a ghost.

Liu Chunyang put down the cup and turned to look at Yang Jing.

His tall body stood at the door of the kitchen, and the arc of his mouth could be seen clearly from a distance of two or three meters.

There are also his pair of dull eyes, and the thick black shadows under the eye sockets.

"Chunyang." He opened his lips lightly, and spit out Liu Chunyang's name again, "Are you afraid?"

He approached slowly.

Liu Chunyang only felt that his mind was blank, and he could only hear the sound of slippers stepping on the ground.

That body completely enveloped him, and his smiling face seemed to be reassuring himself in the object that had been locked by him.

Liu Chunyang pushed him away violently and wanted to run forward, but he was grabbed by the wrist.The opponent's strength was great, but he struggled desperately to break free but was powerless.

A pair of cold hands clasped his neck, and the throat that had just drank water seemed to pass through a stream of cold winter, full of danger and pressure.

The force exerted on the neck was increasing, causing pain and numbness. Liu Chunyang tried his best to break it, but he didn't have enough strength.

—I'm not going to die, am I?

Such thoughts crossed my mind.

——I'm at the senior's house, and he's in the innermost room above.

——I haven't confessed to him yet, we haven't communicated with each other yet.

——Did I just die like this, at the senior’s house?

A thought like a small dot suddenly erupted in his mind, as if a huge net had suddenly opened up, enveloping his entire body in it.

Liu Chunyang didn't know the strength he was using, so he suddenly opened Yang Jing's hand, raised his elbow and hit the opponent's chin hard.Taking advantage of his pain, he kicked his crotch hard in the old way.

He didn't have time to see the other party's reaction, so he just ran forward desperately.He ran up the stairs, gasping for breath, the emotions in his body clashing violently.

He wanted to meet Fu Yuqing.

Liu Chunyang walked to Fu Yuqing's door involuntarily.He knew that it was time for Fu Yuqing to sleep, but the grievance in his heart swelled into his eyes and his nose was sore.

He thought, I'll just stand here for a while, it's fine to stand for a while.

He put his hand on the door, gently pressed his forehead against it, and said softly to the senior in his heart.

There was a restless sound from inside the door.

Liu Chunyang was stunned for a while, and vaguely heard a woman chanting something "one" or "light", with every trace of charm, turning it over and over again.

A bad premonition rose in his heart, as if he saw the low black dark clouds before the rainstorm, as if they were about to be buckled down at any time, and the exhaled air would be recompressed back into his heart.

He wanted to get away and leave quickly, but there was no rush, he heard the voice that he was thinking in his heart, through a door, with his soft voice that could melt everything, with a sexy and deep hum, "Baby "...

For some reason, the sound of "baby" was so clear in Liu Chunyang's ears.

Obviously, the sound insulation effect is not bad, and the female voice □□ chanting "Yu Qing" could be heard by herself.

Liu Chunyang was in a daze, not knowing how he got out of that door.

Fu Yuqing stroked his head, the memory of calling him "Chunyang" still lingered in his mind.But at this moment, it was as if God had slapped him with a slap in the face, making him dazed and unable to recover.

The woman with a charming voice who shared the joy of fish and water with Fu Yuqing was none other than Zhou Qiqian.

Thinking back to the day when the other party insisted on blowing his hair, comforting himself, and being gentle and considerate, at this moment, all of that seemed like a bravado.

But she is indeed the winner. What I was thinking at this moment, the slander of her scheming, actually came from the jealousy in my heart.

It turned out that he had always been self-indulgent.

I think so, how could he like a short, old-fashioned, and unattractive college student.

Knows how to eat all day long, doesn't look at people's faces, and is warm to people.It's ridiculous to make a fuss just to live in the villa once, like a countryman entering the city for the first time.

For such an excellent person, being able to play with him is already a kind of charity, what else is he asking for extravagantly.

Liu Chunyang was in a trance, and his eyes were blurred.The perception has been reduced to the lowest level, like a walking dead, dragging his body that feels like it is about to decay, walking forward step by step.

He knew that he should go back to his room, but his mind was also in a mess.All he knew was a numb, suppressed voice, and he took a step forward.

The guest room where he lives is not in the same direction as the master bedroom where Fu Yuqing lives. After going up the stairs, one goes to the left and the other goes to the right.

All the lights in the corridor were extinguished, and there was still only the moonlight and the chaotic brain on his neck.

The strings in the body are blindly directing, and soon it will fail, the foot is tilted, and the balance is suddenly lost.

Liu Chunyang woke up suddenly, but his body tilted irreparably, and he was about to fall hard to the ground.

But suddenly fell into a warm embrace.

"You knew already?"

It was that disgusting voice like a reptile again, it was very low and soft, it spit out from the man's mouth, pressed down from the top of the head and penetrated into Liu Chunyang's ears, full of surprise and joy.

Liu Chunyang actually forgot about Yang Jing.

At this time, he had already walked up the stairs again, no, he just caught a little rabbit who couldn't even walk well and bumped into a tree.

Liu Chunyang wanted to break free from him, but he restrained him.

The opponent was still very strong, fortunately there was no other movement, but Liu Chunyang did not dare to relax.

He is now fully awake, his vision still blocked by tears, but his other perceptions are stronger.Yang Jing's arms seemed to be rotten and bloodthirsty, as if he was just a sardine about to be torn apart and eaten.

"Chunyang, did you find out?"

Yang Jing's voice whispered in Liu Chunyang's ear.

"I know you like Fu Yuqing."

His voice faltered in Liu Chunyang's ear, and the hot air he exhaled, which did not match the temperature of his palm, sprayed on Liu Chunyang's ear.

Liu Chunyang struggled, listening to the sound of tumbling on the frosted glass, as if he was listening to a demon condemning himself.

"You look at his eyes, they are so hot... as if you are looking at a light." The devil let out a low laugh, "Your love is so strong, so beautiful, so ridiculous..."

When the word "ridiculous" came out of his mouth, Liu Chunyang only felt a sharp knife pierced his spine from the back, and all his negative, inferior, and bad emotions rushed to him in an instant. hit.

He just felt broken, his mind was on the verge of collapse, and he was about to be torn apart.

He raised his foot to kick Yang Jing, but Yang Jing also easily blocked it with his legs, as if he was tired of seeing his innocuous movements.

"We all know that you love him. You are so obvious, who can't see it? But Fu Yuqing doesn't care about your love." The devil announced his death, "You are so pitiful."

Zhou Qiqian's demonstration, the weeping woman's teasing, the man's eyes, and Kong Xinghuai's deep feeling of sympathy.

And Fu Yuqing didn't like it.

Liu Chunyang suddenly recalled that on a sunny afternoon, he was happily eating a sweet-soaked peach.Halfway through eating, I saw a dead worm crawling inside.

It's dirty in color, limp and stuck in a peach, its own mood.

Your favorite food, happy mood.

And the disgusting meat worms that destroy them.

He raised his head and looked at the man in his blurred vision, still smiling,

The other party wiped away his tears, buried his body, and got closer and closer, he could clearly see each of his eyelashes, the fat particles at the corners of his eyes, and his eyes that seemed to pull people into an abyss.

The touch on the lips came, it was a tender kiss.

Liu Chunyang suddenly felt a nausea spread from his stomach.

Fear, despair, struggle.

He pushed the man in front of him, exhausting all his strength.

Things happened in an instant.

The devil rolled down the stairs with a "poof", like a node in a happy movement.

The handicraft appeared at the end of the stairs for some reason, and the sharp thorn on it pierced Yang Jing's throat.

In a daze, Liu Chunyang remembered that the moment the man fell backwards, his face was filled with a satisfied smile.

It was as if he had finally been liberated.