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

"When you come back to life, you must remember to hate Bian Boxian, because he killed you, sister, do you know?"

Jian Wuyu clasped a garbage bag tightly, and slowly stood up straight: "No, he didn't kill anyone, you killed them, Bai Che."

Hearing this name, "Che Che" froze suddenly.

Jian Wuyu suddenly threw the garbage bag at her, the thin plastic bag was torn, and the scattered contents scattered all over the sky to block Bai Che's sight, he seemed to only see Jian Wuyu's eyes at that moment, The snow is bright and indifferent, like the aurora floating on the thousand snow mountains after a long winter.

"Bai Che, it's you." She said.

In an instant, the picturesque aurora disappeared, the chill overwhelmed him, pierced his soft abdomen, blood splashed out, he let go, the electric baton and fruit knife fell to the ground, his hands were warm , full of hands.

He stared at the woman in front of him in astonishment, that useless and impotent woman, and said hoarsely: "You..."

Jian Wuyu looked down at Bai Che who was lying on the ground, and said slowly: "I led you here on purpose, I know you are following me, Bai Che, you are not the only one who is smart, you should not look down on anyone. "

"I know how many people you killed."

"The extra station lady is you."

"I know the police can't get involved in this incident, because you will put all the charges on the dead Che Che, so I'll wait for you here."

She drew out the knife, blood splashed on her cheeks, reflecting her cold eyes, she looked like a cold-blooded and ruthless executioner, holding the knife, she looked at Bai Che, and every word she said was clear: "Bai Che, you Remember Chihiro?"

Bai Che fell down convulsively, his consciousness was a little blurred, but he crawled on the dirty ground, still smiling indifferently: "So what if I remember."

Jian Wuyu kicked away the electric baton and knife in his hand, stepped on his struggling hand, and said calmly: "There is a person, that person bought a cemetery for you, and deeply remembered you, she There is a folder in the phone, and there is only one photo in it, which is you."

Bai Che wrinkled his face from the pain, gasped and laughed and said, "So, she loves me so much...how dare you treat me like this, she will hate you...she will hate you...there is still a car here Straight, he won't let you go..."

Jian Wuyu squatted down, her eyes fell on the other's sunken cheek, and she said softly: "I wanted Qianqian to come to see you, but now I'm very glad I didn't, Bai Che, she loves you, but she can't save you , you are not her Bai Che."

Bai Che's smile turned cold for a moment: "I'm Bai Che."

Jian Wuyu slowly shook her head: "Qianqian told me that her young man would never give in, smoked, drank milk tea, did his own way, acted recklessly, did all the absurd things, but also tried his best to love others."

"For those who have been hurt, some choose to become doctors to save lives and heal the wounded. Some choose to become killers and inflict their pain on others. You are not the Bai Che that Qianlong said, so I will not let her see you .”

Bai Che had already curled up into a ball, he was gushing blood, he couldn't stop gushing blood, but he stared at Jian Wuyu, and tried his best to taunt her: "Aren't you also a killer, you killed me, what are you doing?" Are you qualified to judge me?"

"Che Che is already dead, I didn't kill him." Jian Wuyu lowered his eyes without any wavering, "It's you I want to kill."

"Hahahahahaha you can't kill me, sister, you can't kill me, I will come back again, I am a person blessed by death, you can't kill me, and you..." Bai Che laughed loudly, his internal organs were broken, Blood scum gushed out of his throat, spraying with his violent breathing.

He still laughed: "Your life is over, sister."

Even on the verge of death, Bai Che smiled fearlessly, with an extremely provocative smile: "I will not die, but you will, you kill me, everyone will hate you, you are a murderer, no one will believe you -"

Jian Wuyu watched him calmly, she didn't blame him, she didn't despise him, he was the product of misfortune, misfortune created misfortune, tracing back to the source, it was just misfortune after all.

She sighed very slowly, lowered her eyes and said softly, "You won't wake up again, Bai Che."

Bai Che stopped laughing suddenly, he lost a lot of blood, his body was cold, and his pupils were a little dizzy, but he widened his eyes and tried to see Jian Wuyu's face clearly - he couldn't see clearly.

"What are you talking about?" Sudden uneasiness seized him, he struggled and roared feebly, "What do you mean?!"

"Bai Che," the woman's voice was quiet and gentle, lingering in his ears, "you don't know the pain of eternal life, it's only been ten years, you're luckier than me, you remember your name, you haven't experienced the pain of time Despair that steals everything."

He was dying in her eyes, but she didn't feel the slightest pity or intolerance because of his death. She looked at him, as if she was grateful for his relief.

"Bai Che, the last name you hear before you die will call you back. If you hear your real name, you will return to eternal rest."

Bai Che was stunned for a moment, and then came back to his senses, the anger and evil spirit in his eyes could not be concealed, and he rushed towards Jian Wuyu with a surge of hatred.

"Bai Che, I hope you know," she just said softly, "Qian Qian loves you, and Bian Boxian has never looked down on you, and that letter has never been handed into his hands."

Bai Che just struggled, his fingers gripping the ground tightly, bleeding profusely from scratching, his chest heaved violently, the gastric juice had already started to burn his internal organs, he clearly heard the sound of the countdown to death, tick, tick, tick.

He suddenly realized something, stopped struggling, just lay quietly, his eyes slowly filled with tears, and said in a hoarse voice: "So, sister, did I make a mistake from the beginning? Was it all just a misunderstanding? Is everything I do meaningless?"

Jian Wuyu just looked at him.

Bai Che slowly put his hand into another pocket. One pocket contained the fruit knife kicked away by Jian Wuyu, and the other pocket contained a gun. He thought it would be far from enough to deal with Lu Yuxiao. gun.

He turned his head to look at Jian Wuyu, the corner of his mouth was bleeding, but his eyes were as clear as the clear sky, almost begging her: "Sister, I don't want to die like this, I still want my life to go on, I already know I was wrong...I don't hate Baekhyun hyung anymore, I know he's not like that, but they told me Baekhyun hyung did it, I was cheated...I, I don't want to die..."

"You are already dead, Bai Che," Jian Wuyu replied calmly and indifferently, "You are just going where you are supposed to go, don't be afraid."

Bai Che looked at her helplessly: "Sister, will my sister walk with me? I'm so scared..."

The depth and helplessness in Jian Wuyu's eyes seeped into her bones, and she slowly shook her head in Bai Che's dimming eyes: "I can't, Bai Che, I lost my name."

"yes……"

Bai Che took out the gun, sighed lightly, and suddenly put the muzzle of the gun against Jian Wuyu's abdomen, and pressed the trigger without hesitation, and Jian Wuyu stabbed the knife in his hand in an instant, pointing directly at Bai Che's heart.

The bullet was shot too close, directly piercing Jian Wuyu's body.

And all the knives were inserted into Bai Che's heart.

"Do you know?" Amidst the deafening gunshots, Jian Wuyu seemed to hear Bai Che whispering in her ear, "I don't believe you."

The black-framed glasses fell to the ground, and the frame hit the ground, followed by the heavy sound of the gun hitting hard.

You should believe me.

Jian Wuyu thought.

Someone seemed to be running from a distance, it seemed to be Bian Baekhyun, she actually saw him, in this dirty alley, next to the stinking garbage dump.

He was very anxious, the drooping corners of his eyes and indifferent brows revealed emotions she had never seen before, his eyes were red, as if he was about to cry, she knew Bian Baekhyun would not cry.

Jian Wuyu chuckled, blood flowed from the corner of her mouth, she felt that her shattered internal organs seemed to gush out of her throat, she coughed violently a few times uncontrollably: "Why do you—"

Bian Boxian hugged her, his voice trembling: "Don't talk."

"I dreamed about you."

"Do not talk."

"Calling your name."

"I don't," it was the first time she saw him so capricious, "I won't shout, please, live on, I don't want to go to you again, didn't you say that you will never come back next time, so I I don't want to find you."

Jian Wuyu was hugged, the man's body temperature was so hot, but she was very cold, very cold, very cold, she heard his crying in a drowsy state, and smiled helplessly, she was always out of sight Baekhyun was crying, his beautiful eyes are not for crying.

The game between the two always seemed to be her compromise first, she opened her lips slightly with difficulty, and said angrily: "Next time, I will definitely come to you, I promise."

She knew that she couldn't guarantee it, the rules had changed, and she couldn't be reborn at the turn of day and night, just to coax him at this time, she was willing to guarantee that whenever she woke up, she would run to him.

"Let me hear your name." She closed her eyes wearily, but her voice was a smile, "Don't cry, I won't be able to come back if I pronounce it wrong."

The man clenched his teeth, and a low, hoarse and gentle voice came out from between his teeth. He was obviously extremely sad, but still soft, as if he was afraid of waking up the woman in his arms.

"You want to come back," he said in a forbearing and restrained whisper, "Bian Baekhyun misses you very much, misses you very much."

He didn't hear the woman's answer. The woman was asleep with her head hanging down, her brows were peaceful and peaceful, as if nothing had happened. He picked up the black frame on the ground in silence.