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

under the sun.

It's Che Che.

Jian Wuyu stood still, and heard the footsteps gradually approaching, approaching, and then she turned her head abruptly, and the streetlight suddenly turned on, suddenly revealing a pale face.

Under the light, that face seemed to belong to a skeleton, with sunken cheeks, prominent cheekbones, pale skin like paper pasted on the skeleton, and dark eyes like two deep pits.

He was staring at her, his gray smile framed by shadows, the shadows deepened little by little, showing his white teeth, red gums, thin lips parted.

There was no one around, except for a wild cat in the alley.

What Che Che was holding in his hand was a high-voltage electric shock baton. Jian Wuyu could recognize it at a glance. It was a weapon that could instantly lose resistance. It could generate tens of millions of volts of instantaneous high voltage, and its lethality even exceeded that of control knives.

Such weapons are not controlled and are extremely rampant. They can be seen everywhere in the market, and may be sold at roadside stalls.

"Che Che." She calmly called out the other person's name.

"Sister, you shouldn't have turned around." The man approached her with a low smile, his voice lost the sharpness and innocence that he usually imitated Che Che and deliberately fabricated, revealing the tone of the real person, " Really, sister."

Jian Wuyu didn't back down, stared into his eyes calmly, and said, "What are you talking about?"

"I want to be gentle with you. After all, I've met you before. You are such an ordinary person. I hardly noticed you when I was with your friends," "Che Che" murmured in disbelief, " Although you are ordinary and inconspicuous, and you are useless, it is so wonderful to live an ordinary life, sister."

His eyes were bright with a bit of hostility, she had never seen the kind of evil piercing paleness from him, like a hungry wolf yearning for blood.

"You shouldn't want what you don't deserve, and now you're going to pay the price, sister."

Jian Wuyu knew that she should call the police. She had pressed her finger on the volume button for ten seconds. She had set it in advance. On the screen saver interface, pressing the volume button would automatically call the police.

But she hasn't done that yet.

Che Che is not Che Che.

If the police arrive, no matter what the crime is, Che Che will be held accountable.

"Che Che" approached step by step, he knew that he had pushed his prey to a dead end, and she had nowhere to escape, but he smiled and asked patiently: "Sister, really, why did you approach Bian Baekhyun?" , he will destroy you, do you think that if you are a woman, he will not abandon you?"

He was wearing a brown plaid shirt, and walked into the light, which dispelled all the shadows on his face, and when he smiled innocently, it was so soft and gentle, like the most harmless junior in the school.

"I don't know what you're talking about. Baekhyun and I are just classmates." Jian Wuyu adjusted his black-rimmed glasses, trying to keep his emotions stable, and said, "What are you doing here so late? Baekhyun mentioned you to me, he was worried about you."

"Che Che" was stunned for a moment, and suddenly burst into loud, hasty, almost breathless laughter.

Harsh laughter echoed in the alley.

The wild cat lying on the wall bristled and purred hoarsely from its throat.

"He is worried about me?" He calmed down his laughter for a moment, his eyes were cold and cruel, "Sister, do you think he will still worry about me if I kill you?"

"Che Che" played with the electric baton in his hand, and squinted at Jian Wuyu with provocative and pitiful eyes: "Stop pretending to be a sister, you doubt me, I know, you are afraid that I will be alone with Bian Boxian, you are so Always think of Bian Boxian, but you must not know that he is the murderer, he killed so many people."

Jian Wuyu squeezed the thin chain of her messenger bag tightly, took a deep breath, and asked calmly, "Who has he killed?"

"I, and many people, all those who loved him were killed by him." He stared at Jian Wuyu, his eyes motionless, "Now, he is going to kill you again."

"Why did he kill me?" Jian Wuyu stepped back slowly, approaching the trash can, "He couldn't kill me. Based on your logic, it won't work because I don't love him."

"Yeah, you are special, that's why I came here to see how you were killed by him," he took a step closer, and said, "He cares about you, a mediocre woman like you, you are like dust Humble, you're nothing, but he loves you because you're—a woman."

He laughed, covered his eyes, opened them again, his emotions suddenly became intense, and asked sharply, "Because you are a woman?!"

After finishing speaking, "Che Che"'s mood suddenly dropped again, down to hell, and then he raised his eyes, and there was a crimson devil in his eyes: "He protects all those who love him, he protects his fans, Protecting his juniors, even you, are just his classmates."

“可他为什么不能保护我，我也爱他，可我被那些人揍的时候，他在哪里，我被野狗吃掉，那么疼那么臭，那些口水还有疼痛，他又在哪里。”

"I love him," he gripped the electric baton tightly, the tears in his eyes slid down his sunken cheeks and fell down his extremely thin chin, his voice was very soft, but enough to tear his heart, "I also I love him only because I am a boy, why should he treat me like this."

"I don't understand what you're talking about, Che Che." Jian Wuyu took another step back, looked straight into "Che Che's" blood-red eyes, and tentatively said, "Are you talking about that junior from Bian Boxian High School?" ?"

A strange light flashed in the eyes of "Che Che": "You know? Ah, of course you know, saying that I committed suicide because of Bian Baekhyun, isn't it a joke? This shows that Bian Baekhyun How charming, there are boys who like him so much that they commit suicide because of him?"

He sneered extremely contemptuously, pinched his knuckles nervously, and said in a tone of resentment: "He is a murderer, but he has been loved by so many people."

"I want him to know that those who love him will encounter misfortune one after another, just like me, and they are all like me."

Jian Wuyu stared at him, his eyes were blood red, his anger was like magma erupting, and blood froth rolled on the top of the blood red waves, but his sadness fell with his tears, each drop was quiet and deep, that This extremely contradictory emotion has completely destroyed a person's mind. She suddenly understood that so many cases were not just punishment for Bian Baekhyun, but also a reminder that love is still hidden behind it, twisted and sick. , a love deepened by death.

He loves him so hates him.

He himself may not even know that even now, as he wished, stepping on people's lives every step of the way, forcing Bian Baekhyun to have nowhere to go, he has become a Satan manipulating other people's lives, aloof.

But he, from the bottom of his heart, is still that little boy in high school, looking up at Baekhyun humbly, hoping that Baekhyun can look down at him and remember him.

Through one case after another imitating his own encounters, he is telling Bian Boxian who he is.

"Bian Boxian always remembers him, Che Che." Jian Wuyu had already supported the edge of the trash can, "You don't have to do this."

"Of course he will remember me, of course," "Che Che" tilted his head and laughed, "He killed me, of course he must remember me, remember how he treated me hypocritically, but acted like a coward Run away from me and let those people hurt me!"

He almost choked up: "But he didn't. He lived in a big house and became a big star. He lived so well, and he didn't reflect on it at all."

Jian Wuyu shook his head: "Bian Boxian sends flowers to that junior every year during the festival—"

He just interrupted her with a sneer: "Lie, I don't have a whole body, no one paid for me to bury me, no one remembered me, he sent flowers? Where did they go?"

"Che Che" suddenly moved, and he took a step closer: "Since I committed suicide and died for him, let everyone who loves him commit suicide for him. He must be very happy to see him, right? ? I helped him fulfill his wish, so many people committed suicide for him, how glorious he is—”

He took another step closer, his eyes were frighteningly bright: "Sister, have you ever committed suicide?"

Jian Wuyu tensed all her muscles, clenched her back teeth, and shook her head cautiously.

"Ah, let's play a game." He smiled softly, putting one hand into his pocket, "You try to commit suicide, sister, if you are willing to try, I will let my dearest Baekhyun Die later."

He took out a fruit knife, removed the scabbard, and exposed the blade, shining brightly and sharply against the light.

Jian Wuyu held onto the edge of the trash can, pressed her hand on the slippery and cold plastic, and the edge dug into her flesh.

She suddenly felt tired and helpless, there are always too many mistakes in this world, it seems that Che Che has gone to extremes because of lack of love, and it seems that there are too many tragedies, it is always so regrettable.

"Che Che" was playing with the fruit knife, giggling: "Do you know how Che Che used the fruit knife to cut off his brother's finger? What a pervert, he's crazier than me."

Jian Wuyu squeezed the phone tightly, and said coldly: "Che Che, what are you doing, aren't you afraid that I will call the police?"

"Call the police, you should report it," "Che Che" looked at Jian Wuyu mockingly, "Anyway, it was Che Che who was arrested and punished, and it has nothing to do with me, ah, sister, don't you understand? Because you're just an ordinary woman."

He was stared at by the abyss for too long, and he has become a monster, laughing maniacally: "I am blessed because I am dead, so I like watching you commit suicide the most, the god of death is blessing you, my dear, really happy beautiful."