please kill me

Liu Chunyang heard the footsteps approaching, and subconsciously pinched the plastic bag in his hand.

This thing killed Yang Jing once, but he didn't die.

Liu Chunyang doesn't mind a second time.

He has now reached the critical point of tension and collapse, and a little more stimulation may bring about a very bad chain reaction.

My palms were sweaty and a little slippery.Before Liu Chunyang's opponent's shadow stretched to his face, he squeezed the object firmly in his hand.Even with too much force, the tip pierced the plastic bag, and the blood clotted on it could be seen.

Liu Chunyang desperately told himself to be calm, otherwise there would be no way out.The feeling of numbness on the soles of his feet couldn't stop. He turned around with all his strength, leaning his back against the cabinet to find a sense of security for himself, and then firmly held the broken handicraft in front of his chest.

Yang Jing's body was shrouded in the light.

He was really tall, the position where he was standing was backlit, Liu Chunyang couldn't see his expression clearly, tears poured out one after another, and quickly blurred the scene in front of him.

Yang Jing took two steps forward, and his shadow covered Liu Chunyang.

Liu Chunyang, who was in the shadows, was covered in barbs all over his body, with fear and vigilance written all over his face.

Maybe there is still a desire to live.

Yang Jing sighed, squatted down, not daring to get too close to him, nor too far away from him.

"Chunyang, I said, I won't hurt you..."

After speaking, Yang Jing realized his emotions.Because of their excessive negativity, they affected the state of the body. At this time, my voice was very hoarse, and I was afraid that it would scare him again.

Sure enough, Liu Chunyang didn't seem to hear it, and he still grasped the things in his hands tightly, his hands were still trembling.

Yang Jing wanted to grab that hand, but couldn't bear it.

He knew that Liu Chunyang was afraid of him, so it was more comforting, maybe it was the best way for him to disappear immediately.

He hesitated.

By coincidence, he stretched out his hand, regardless of Liu Chunyang's state at the moment, and grabbed his hand.

Liu Chunyang struggled violently, trying to get rid of him, but Yang Jing seemed to be very persistent, and did not hesitate to face his own sharpness.

It wasn't made out, as if he really didn't care, his hand on Liu Chunyang's shoulder became more and more persistent, and he could feel the warm skin under the material.The temperature was comfortable and even slightly hot.It was a warm life, and all of this was because the other party was Liu Chunyang.

Yang Jing suddenly pulled away his hand as if he had been burned, and he looked at Liu Chunyang with affection in his eyes.

The forehead hair scattered due to exercise hangs down, covering the technical light in front of him finely.

Liu Chunyang held the tip of the handicraft against his chest. At this moment, he had stopped crying and his eyes were bloodthirsty, but he didn't make any further movements, as if telling Yang Jing to go away.

He didn't seem to have forgotten whose throat this handicraft pierced in the first place.

Who fell in a pool of blood, who hit the ground and made a "boom--" sound.

Liu Chunyang clenched the things in his hands, looked at Yang Jing who was tending to retreat, and finally exhaled a little carefully with a hanging breath.

He was afraid of Yang Jing, but when Yang Jing stopped hurting himself, stopped stretching his hands to his neck, and stopped smiling sinisterly at him on purpose, he felt that maybe his fear, in a broad sense, Not the same kind.

At this moment, he could only hold the thing in his hand and press it in front of him, begging him to listen to his own words.

It was like pushing him away over and over again.

Don't hurt me anymore, he wanted to say.

Stop hurting yourself.

He might want to say this more.

Yang Jing suddenly grabbed Liu Chunyang's hand again.

After a moment of stiffness, Liu Chunyang subconsciously wanted to shrink his hands back.He didn't know what was wrong, but he seemed to have a strong premonition that if this stalemate continued, Yang Jing might do something unimaginable.

Sure enough, it was only for a moment that Yang Jing smiled.

His face is pale now, but his smile is not scary, it can even be called gentle.Liu Chunyang's eyes widened and he looked at him in bewilderment, but it was already too late.

Yang Jing grabbed Liu Chunyang's hand and sent the tip back into his body.

He was still laughing and talking.

"It's the second time."

Yang Jing said, with a very painful expression on his face.

"But it doesn't matter." Yang Jing went to grab Liu Chunyang's hand that had slipped due to excessive fright and lack of strength, "Don't be afraid, it doesn't matter what expression you have."

He said "it doesn't matter", but at the moment Liu Chunyang only felt that his mind was blank.

What "it doesn't matter"?

Liu Chunyang couldn't figure it out.

For the first time, he fell down the stairs, as if deliberately arranged, and hit the sharp top of the root.Liu Chunyang stood at the top of the stairs and looked down. He couldn't even see Yang Jing's expression clearly in the darkness.

This time, Yang Jing held his hand, there was no distance between them, everything was so clear.

The other party grabbed his hand and stabbed the same object into his body.

And he didn't realize what was happening.

Yang Jing pulled out the tip again, and blood bloomed from his chest like a spring.

"You..." Liu Chunyang trembled, and only uttered the word "you".

Yang Jing touched Liu Chunyang's hair with his clean hand: "Sorry, I scared you again."

Liu Chunyang stopped talking and didn't struggle anymore.

"I just hope you can listen to me well. Really, don't be afraid of me, okay?" Yang Jing said, as if begging, "Look, stop."

He was referring to the blood in the chest.

Liu Chunyang looked down at his hand held by Yang Jing, which was still dripping with bright red liquid that was no longer warm.

It was the first time he saw so much blood with his own eyes, and they bloomed from his hands, like the legendary Bana flowers.

Yang Jing unbuttoned his shirt one by one, but Liu Chunyang still couldn't move, only his eyes were still moving numbly.

"Look, it's scarred." Yang Jing pointed to the scar on it and said to Liu Chunyang, "Did you see it?"

Liu Chunyang nodded.

At this time, there was a knock on the door.

"Why don't you come down to eat, are you okay?" It was Yi Huaiqing.

"Don't wait for us, Chunyang and I want to talk." Yang Jing responded loudly.

"Then talk slowly!" Yi Huaiqing turned and left without asking any further questions.

Liu Chunyang also didn't realize whether he was more fortunate or sad when Yi Huaiqing left just now.

Logically speaking, he should regard it as a straw that he can grasp, but now he is not sure.

Looking at Yang Jing in front of him, he felt that everything was far away from him.He was very confused, his body felt cold, but his heart was still warm.

He even wanted to go somewhere to have a sip of pork rib soup, to let the comfortable emotions fill his nerves, to cover up his current distress.

"You have goosebumps."

"Oh...then you stay away from me..."

Liu Chunyang didn't know what he was talking about, let alone why the person in front of him suddenly laughed, as if he had told a joke.That expression, as if she was pleased by herself, she almost didn't come over to give her a "boo" kiss.

But if you dare to kiss, I dare to fight.

Liu Chunyang no longer knew what he was thinking.

Yang Jing stood up and took out two coats from the closet, one for himself and one for Liu Chunyang.Then he took out a towel and wiped the blood off the ground.

It's all raw blood.

Liu Chunyang glanced at it, feeling very strange in his heart, why didn't he faint from fright.

But it’s almost the same, now it’s like being high on drugs/drugs, the mind is messed up, and the body wants to find a window to let itself go.

"Go and change your clothes. I have no choice but to take a shower in the bathroom in Yuqing's bedroom." Yang Jing said, "After you go down, tell me that I am tired and want to rest."

The way he spoke didn't look like someone who just stabbed a sharp weapon in his chest.

"Oh……"

Yang Jing squatted down and picked up the crafts on the ground.Put it in the closet again.

"Do I look like the vicious witch in that Cinderella?" Yang Jing laughed again, "You have to hide a needle if you want to kill someone."

"..."

"But the needle might be created by myself."

Liu Chunyang continued to remain silent: "..."

"And I played two roles, ha."

Liu Chunyang didn't know how he could laugh, but he really gasped in fright, but he didn't want to talk to anyone after he gasped.

"Isn't it funny, Chunyang." Yang Jing touched the candle for him from under the bed, watching his face, "I didn't mean to scare you, I just wanted to have a good talk... I don't know what I just did gone."

Liu Chunyang took the candle and said, "I have given you many opportunities."

Liu Chunyang didn't know how he said this, but he just said it.

He had found so many opportunities to be alone with Yang Jing, but Yang Jing kept avoiding him, unwilling to let go.

Liu Chunyang walked to the door and opened it. Yang Jing's voice came from behind him.

"To be honest, I ran away from you because I wasn't ready." His voice was gentle, "But now you can talk to me calmly, I'm so happy."

Liu Chunyang froze for a moment, and shut Yang Jing behind him.

Dinner really has rib soup.

Liu Chunyang was even in a daze when he was sitting at the dining table.

"Why do you keep staring at it? Try it. Yang Jing has been cooking this pork rib soup in the corner since this morning. You may not have noticed it." Fu Yuqing said, "Yang Jing asked me what you like to eat. I remember you chatted with me and said that you like to drink pork rib soup."

Liu Chunyang nodded. It turned out that it was because he smelled a little during the day that he would think of such things when he was tense.

"What were you guys talking about just now?" Yi Huaiqing began to gossip again, "Qianqian said that Yang Jing's expression was scary when she went to look for you."

"Oh, he's afraid I won't find the candle, and find something I shouldn't be looking for."

Yi Huaiqing had a very understanding expression.

No, you don't understand!

After Liu Chunyang drank a bowl of soup, his stomach was warm and the taste was good.

Very comfortable, like a dream.