After being killed by the author who wrote fanfiction [Korean Entertainment]

"Because of guilt, Jin Meizhu was busy pinching the grilled meat to Che Che, without the door on her mouth, and said all of them, "I really shouldn't suspect you, and let the police check you . "

Even under the light, Che Che's black pupils did not see a little light, he stared straight at Jin Meizhu, the corners of his mouth slowly drooped, and the gloomy and cold emotions grew wildly from the shadows.

"Sorry, please forgive me."

The moment Jin Meizhu looked over, he immediately lowered his head, his voice was full of grievances and cautiousness: "Does Meizhu doubt me? Did I do something wrong?"

"It's nothing wrong, it's just that what you said at that time was too weird," Jin Meizhu scratched the back of her head, "Sorry, I'm too sensitive, don't be too sad, I am like this, And having a relationship with a friend I like a lot and a police officer, I'm too impatient."

"It's okay, I know that because I'm weird, everyone won't like me—" Che Che lowered his head again, and smiled miserably, "I know it all."

"Everyone didn't," Jin Meizhu said immediately, "the police didn't either, it's just my fault, don't misunderstand those who love you."

Che Che didn't speak, but kept wiping the corners of his eyes with his knuckles—although there were no tears.

"Ah, I was apologizing to you, why did you make you cry? I'm really guilty," Jin Meizhu saw his pear-blossoming rainy appearance, and quickly wrapped the barbecue with perilla leaves and stuffed it into his hand. "Don't cry, eat a piece of meat, I roasted it well, you will be happy after eating it."

Che Che was forced to take the barbecue, and it didn't matter if he kept holding it, so he stopped crying, lowered his head and silently put the barbecue into his mouth slowly, with a very depressed expression of reluctance.

"By the way, Cha Che, you seem to like Senior Baekhyun very much, right?" Jin Meizhu said casually, not paying attention to Che Che's momentary stagnation of movements and the cold light in his eyes, she continued, "There is also his autograph here, It’s a store he often visits.”

"Yes, is it?" Che Che looked over and breathed a sigh of relief silently.

"I also like Senior Baekhyun, I used to regard him as a role model in life." Seeing that Cha Che finally raised his face, Jin Meizhu was glad, she knew that he liked things related to Baekhyun very much. Topic, "But I met another person later, because of her words, I decided not to be a trainee in SM."

"That person is really similar to Senior Baekhyun. I think the two of them will be a good match when they are together, but unfortunately——" Jin Mizhu was depressed for a moment, and quickly cheered up again, "Ah, it was me who Say, it must be very wordy, Cha Che likes Senior Baekhyun so much, do you have anything to say?"

The barbecue sauce that Che Che pinched hard in his hand flowed out, and his voice was soft and weak: "No, I just..." to Brother Baekhyun

"Oh, don't be shy," Jin Meizhu gave a subtle look of "you don't need to say, I know", which made Che Che's heart skip a beat, and she said again, "With such a good brother, I will definitely like it. "

Che Che's heart dropped again.

In just a few words, the heart fluctuates like a roller coaster ride.

He looked at Jin Meizhu, his gaze fell from her beautiful bridge of nose to her bright red lips, a woman, a ridiculously beautiful woman, smiled at him carefree and heartless, like a fool.

Is this the woman Baekhyun would like?

"Ah, your milk tea seems to have arrived. I feel that there are not many boys who like to drink milk tea. I didn't expect that you still only like to drink milk tea." Jin Meizhu's smile was brighter than the lights, "It's still full of sugar, it's so sweet. oh."

Che Che exerted force with his fingertips, and his nails pierced through the vegetable leaves and embedded into the inner flesh.

He likes to drink milk tea, because Bian Boxian said that he hates drinking, so he changed to drinking milk tea, but he can't change it, this habit formed for Bian Boxian makes him sick.

"Sweet"?

Only pain remains.

This woman stepped on his painful feet again and again.

Must be intentional.

Regardless of whether Bian Baekhyun likes her or not, he must kill this woman one day.Che Che smiled at the ignorant Jin Mizhu, thinking coldly and eagerly in his heart.When is it more appropriate?

It must be now, it must be the next second, he wants to see her die.

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"Bian Baekhyun, can you tell me something about Cha Che now?"

Jian Wuyu raised his eyelids and stared at Bian Baekhyun's plain white face. His eyelids were lowered, the shadow on the brow bone was soft, but his thin and soft lips were pursed, and his jaw line was straight, repelling others from thousands of miles away. outside.

Obviously, he didn't want to talk.

After all, he was the younger brother he had known for many years, and he had just come out of the mental hospital, so he suspected that he was going to kill him.Bian Boxian is not crazy yet, and he doesn't want to hurt Cha Che at all, that child has suffered enough.

Jian Wuyu met his black and white eyes, and understood the rejection in them.

Bian Boxian didn't want to say it, but he died.

In fact, she didn't have to rush to beg him not to die.

"Bian Baekhyun."

In this silent confrontation, Jian Wuyu finally succumbed first. It seemed that she was the first to give in. Besides, it had nothing to do with her. The one whose life was endangered was Bian Baekhyun, and it was Bian Baekhyun who asked her to protect him.

She let out a long sigh, her words were forceful yet faintly gentle: "I'm helping you, Baekhyun."

"You have to tell me."

like brother

Level [-]: "If I'm a boy, can I like boys?"

The second floor: "Why not, the host is brave enough to charge."

The third layer: "+1"

Fourth floor: "+1"

……

No.90 Ninth Floor: "Then, if I like my brother, it's okay."

There is no answer below.

After a long time, there was only one reply: "Well, I suggest you go to a professional psychologist for consultation."

Issues involving ethics and morality are difficult for an adult, let alone a child.

Che Che has faced this problem since he was a child.

It was about the privacy of the younger brother he wanted to protect, Bian Boxian did not quickly reveal the truth to Jian Wuyu because it was related to his own life.

Jian Wuyu didn't know what made him worry. In her eyes, Bian Boxian was a person who did everything to protect his own interests, why bother to keep secrets of others.

But after getting closer a few times, she understood a truth, Baekhyun is not a cold person, he just marked the boundary between affection and ruthlessness too clearly, and she who was divided outside the circle naturally got indifference and calculation .

Jian Wuyu almost raised his eyebrows, and his sharp gaze slowly cut into Bian Boxian's alienated expression like a blade, forcibly cutting a hole in the mask.

Her voice was low and deep: "I'm still thinking about others at this time, Bian Boxian, so why don't you think about me? You called me back by your name, so that I can sit here and watch you not talk? "

"You don't know when I will die, and you are not sure that I will come back to you again, so what you are wasting now is not my time, but your life."

"No one knows when they will die, and I am the same," Bian Baekhyun looked at her without showing any weakness, "Because you are afraid of death and change your principles, this kind of life is meaningless."

Jian Wuyu saw his dark eyes bursting with wantonness and disdain, and suddenly realized that the other party was still a young man with fresh blood, different from her.

She laughed for a moment, then slowly shook her head: "I'm different from you."

Bian Boxian heard the voice of the woman on the opposite side without sadness or joy: "I will definitely die within a year, so you use me, make the best use of everything, do everything, don't hesitate and miss the opportunity for nothing."

He raised his eyes suddenly: "One year?"

Jian Wuyu stared at him and confirmed, "It's only one year."

"I promised you this year, but I won't come to you next year," her emotions were always controlled so that no one could notice any waves, her narrative tone seemed to be giving the final judgment , there is absolutely no possibility of overturning, "So, are you willing to say it now?"

After a long time, Bian Boxian finally said, "Is this what you really look like?"

Jian Wuyu looked at him: "What do you mean?"

Facing the woman's non-curious eyes, Bian Boxian laughed, covered his eyes and said in a low voice: "Sorry, I just thought of it suddenly—"

He flicked the rim of the wine glass, and did not say the second half of the sentence. It was not until Jian Wuyu's expression became impatient that he smiled softly as if he had succeeded: "I always feel that you are no different."

Jian Wuyu was puzzled: "What do you mean?"

"Whatever I do is for my life, and what you do from the beginning is for justice, even if you are caught or killed, I want to live like walking on thin ice, and you have nothing to fear," he said with a low voice. The arc of his head got bigger and bigger, "But it's just like that, you're not that noble."

He laughed so heartily that Jian Wuyu stared at him a little dazedly. In fact, Bian Boxian really looked after her aesthetics, and when he smiled, she felt that how could there be a boy with such a bright smile in the world.

"Yeah, that's all." Jian Wuyu followed him with a slight smile, "I'm not noble."

"So what is the purpose of helping me? I feel that I am going to die anyway, and it is more valuable to die for others—" Once Bian Boxian stared at people and smiled, he could not help showing a trace of ruffianism, "Am I also one of the ordinary people you sympathize with?" ?”

Jian Wuyu rubbed his numb ankle, and said, "I said, I'm just meddling in my own business."

"Mind your own business..." Bian Baexian smiled, and suddenly the corners of his mouth retracted, his eyes froze. When he smiled, his eyes were bright and soft, but when he was serious, the corners of his eyes were flattened.