The ninth time killed by first love

Yue Jianshan went out to buy what was missing at home.Soon only Xia Youjie and the two children were left in the room; Xia Youjie picked up the clothes that Yue Jianshan threw to him, and went to the bathroom to take a bath as his girlfriend told him——

When he faced the mirror, 'Xia Youjie' living in this body also saw the mirror through his perspective.

There are all kinds of bottles and cans in front of Yue Jianshan's mirror, and the sweet smell of fragrance remains in the whole bathroom.This overly soft fragrance was obviously incompatible with Xia Youjie's whole person. He raised his hand to take off the hair tie, and his long black hair was scattered in all directions.

The boy's face in the mirror was still a little childish, whether it was the blood stained on his face or the quiet expression of the dead, it was a bit inconsistent.

Xia Youjie suddenly became suspicious: Is this really a dream?

If it was a dream, why did it feel so real to him?The feeling of vomiting in the stomach, the smell of blood mixed with the aroma, surged in the thin and dispersed water vapor.

Xia Youjie's fingertips touched the bottle of facial cleanser - SK2's facial cleanser, and a small string of water droplets condensed on the bottle.He remembered that this was the brand that Yue Jianshan liked to use very much.

He suddenly thought of the two girls outside the house; they were girls too.What brand of cleanser would they like?

No, they probably don't even know that there is such a thing in the world.What was Yue Jianshan like when he was six or seven years old?

His lover... has always had a cheerful and bright personality since she was a child, because she has parents who love her, and she can meet gentle and kind people everywhere, and has always been blessed and protected by others.

Just like roses that grow up in a greenhouse with careful care, they are delicate and beautiful, and there is no need to consider the issue of food and clothing.But is it really fair?

Six-year-old Yue Jianshan can choose the skirt he likes, and he can lie on the veranda floor, eat watermelon and listen to the wind chimes.

Six-year-old juvenile magicians were put in cages as aliens, and bullied like untamed beasts.

The scene in front of him became dizzy, and when Xia Youjie lowered his head again, he saw his wet palm; blood flowed from the gap between his five fingers, and glaring blood was splashed everywhere on the sink.

He looked up at the mirror, his eyes suddenly froze.

The mirror not only reflected Xia Youjie's haggard face, but also reflected the bathtub behind him; the girl placed in the bathtub was wearing a sea blue bathrobe that was very suitable for Xia Youjie's liking, and her long maroon curly hair was wetly spread on the bathtub and tiles .

In her hair was a red zinnia.

'The zinnias I planted on the balcony are blooming. '

'Pick it up and give it to you, okay? '

That is his lover.

But this body, which should belong to him, did not listen to Xia Youjie's order at all.He lowered his eyelashes, turned on the faucet, and washed the blood off his hands—the expression on his face was always indifferent when washing his hands, without any ups and downs.

After washing the blood off his hands, he turned around and walked to the bathtub, knelt down on one knee, and touched the face of the corpse with his cold fingertips.The body temperature of the lost person should have been very low, but I don't know if it was because of time, but there was still a slight body temperature on the girl's face.

A utility knife pierces her neck, which can be seen from both angle and posture: this is definitely not a scene where suicide can be completed.

It was him.

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Yue Jianshan had a good sleep.She felt that she hadn't slept like this for a long time.Ever since she fell into this weird time cycle, she has been in fear every day, not knowing when she will be killed by Xia Youjie.

The idea of ​​trying to seek the truth or enlighten Xia Youjie was also shattered in the death after death.

Especially when she realizes that she is not a node where time goes back, Yue Jianshan has now begun to lie down and die equally.

What's the matter with you, I hope Xia Youjie will act faster for the sake of not running, making noise or annoying.

Get up early and brush your teeth, and you still have to go to school.Last night, Xia Youjie and Wujo Wu shared a room, and Yue Jianshan slept on his side.

Her clothes were all hanging in the master bedroom closet, so she simply went to wash in her pajamas.

As a result, by coincidence, Yue Jianshan met Xia Youjie's best friend on the balcony.

The other party was wearing blue and white striped pajamas, his hair was messed up like a chicken coop, and he was lazily brushing his teeth against the sink.I have to say that the face is really important, if it is not because of his good looks, brushing his teeth would not be like being in an idol drama.

Yue Jianshan said good morning politely, and went over to get his toothbrush.

Gojo Satoru glanced down: Yue Jianshan was much shorter than him, wearing a nightgown, showing his white shoulders and arms.

He gave way to Yue Jianshan, and asked curiously, "You have a scar on your collarbone."

Gojo Satoru's tone is pure curiosity, with a childish air, it's hard to make people feel bad.The main reason is that he is good-looking——Yue Jianshan is a very spineless Yangou, otherwise he wouldn't be so dazed by Xia Youjie's face that he would agree to associate with some magician.

She touched her collarbone and touched the pale pink scar tail: "When I was young, I went on a trip and fell down the stairs of the hotel and scratched it."

That happened when Yue Jianshan was six years old. She remembered that she was seriously injured at that time, and a section of the railing was inserted into it.For this reason, Yue Jianshan took a break from studying for a year and a half.

Gojo Satoru was obviously just asking casually.He sniffed the tip of his nose and quickly changed the subject: "There's a burnt smell—ha! Jay must have burnt his breakfast, so I'm going to laugh at him now!"

After speaking, he took the tooth cup and toothbrush, jumped over the window sill and jumped into the living room.Seeing the other party quickly disappearing, the corners of Yue Jianshan's mouth twitched involuntarily.

There was a lot of noise coming from the kitchen, but she turned a deaf ear to it and brushed her teeth pretending not to hear.

living room.

On the low table were three fried eggs and milk.Wu Tiaowu was a big man with tall legs and long legs, but he still had to force himself to rest his chin on the table, his whole body twisted like a strange species.

Xia Youjie's face was a little pale, as if he didn't sleep well.He walked over from behind Wujo Wu, and kicked Wujo Wu's ass by the way: "Sit down and eat."

"why why why?"

Gojo Satoru rolled to the floor and hugged Xia Youjie's calf: "Why is my fried egg mushy?"

The veins on Xia Youjie's forehead twitched twice.He didn't sleep well last night, and now his brain hurts suddenly, and every word of Wu Tiaowu's every word is repeatedly jumping across the edge of Xia Youjie's bottom line.

He indifferently tried to pull his leg out of Gojo Wu's arms: "If you have such an opinion, you can cook by yourself! Big! Young Master! Master!"

"Woooooo, I don't want to, I don't want to—"

Gojo Satoru rolled on the ground and bumped his head against Tsukimi-san who was eating quietly.Yue Jianshan shook her hand, and the fried egg fell back into the plate. She looked down at the fried egg blankly, and her stomach made a 'gurgling' sound: Ah, destroy it, this damn world.

Gojo Satoru obviously didn't realize that he was troublesome at all, pointing to Yue Jianshan's plate and complaining: "But Chun's eggs are good! There is no paste!"

"Uuuuuu Xia Youjie, you can't be so serious about sex and despise friends! How can you give your children fried eggs?!"

Yue Jianshan shook his hand just as he picked up the fried egg, and the fried egg fell back onto the plate again.She looked at the piece of fried egg that fell back on the plate and thought: I am so hungry.

Was it because Xia Youjie defected because he didn't want to be the mother of this young master?

Xia Youjie punched Wutiao Wutiao on the head, and then missed because there was no lower limit.He twitched the corners of his mouth and smiled on the surface: "Five! Articles! Enlightenment!"

Gojo Satoru stood up and said seriously, "I want to eat Strawberry Daifuku."

Xia Youjie refused indifferently: "It's strange to eat strawberry Daifuku in the morning. And I don't know how to do it, let alone buy it for you now."

Yue Jianshan finally put the piece of fried egg into his mouth.She glanced at the other two fried eggs on the table, and sure enough, as Gojo Satoru said, both were burnt, and only her own was intact.

Not only was it not mushy, but it was cooked just right.

She picked up the milk on the table and inserted it into the straw: "There is a cake shop on this street, let me buy it. Summer oil...Does Jie have anything he wants to eat?"

Yue Jianshan almost called Xia Youjie's full name.After she spoke, she suddenly sensed something was wrong, so she changed her name awkwardly and called her name again.

Xia Youjie pinched the center of his brows with quite a headache: "Chun, don't worry about him. Wu and I can eat fried eggs..."

"Really? That's great! I want four strawberry daifuku! And mango pancakes with all the sugar!"

Gojo Satoru cheered, and ran around Yuejian Mountain twice: "There are still..."

Xia Youjie grabbed Wutiao Wu's neck and threw him over his shoulder to the ground.Gojo Satoru was useless and had no lower limit, and was thrown by Xia Youjie with a scream; Xia Youjie raised his head and showed a gentle smile to Yue Jianshan: "Just buy me a bag of wheat toast, please."

Yue Jianshan glanced at Gojo Wu, who was suppressed under Xia Youjie's arms, hesitated for a while, nodded slightly, then changed his shoes and prepared to go out.

As soon as she opened the door, Xia Youjie's hesitant voice suddenly came from behind: "Chun—"

Yue Jianshan turned around: "Do you want anything else?"

While speaking, Yue Jianshan had already pushed the door open.She pressed on the doorknob with one hand, her long curly chestnut hair hung down to her waist, and there was a questioning expression on her beautiful face.Xia Youjie unconsciously let go of the strength in his hand, and all his attention was on Yue Jianshan.

He was silent for two seconds, and said with difficulty: "I remember you planted lilacs upstairs, should they be blooming now?"

Yue Jianshan was inexplicably asked, when did Xia Youjie care about the flowers he planted?Although it was true that she often sent Xia Youjie flowers, Xia Youjie himself was not interested in growing flowers at all. If he hadn't reminded him, he couldn't even remember the seasonal flowers every month.

"The flowering period of lilacs has long passed." She straightened her hair that was hanging down her chest, and replied, "My newly planted zinnias should not bloom until September."

Yue Jianshan didn't ask Xia Youjie why he suddenly started to care about flowers, and a numb person would become insensitive to the problem.

When Yue Jianshan closed the door, Gojo Satoru opened Xia Youjie with a little force: "Since when did you start caring about flowers and plants? Is this the power of love?"

Xia Youjie was thrown away by Wujo Wu, and he didn't struggle, but fell on the floor in a daze.

Gojo Satoru stood up and saw that Xia Youjie still didn't respond, he frowned and squatted down to poke Xia Youjie: "I'm not really angry, are I? Well, well, I swear I know I was wrong—I just Just kidding, next time I see Chun, I will definitely apologize to her."

"Hello? Jay? Aren't you so stingy?"

Not everyone can have the apology of the young master Gojo. He decided to apologize to his best friend and lover. Seeing that his best friend still didn't respond, Gojo Satoru was a little unhappy.

Xia Youjie didn't fight with Gojo Wu as usual, and didn't even pick up his teasing.

He looked at the dark brown ceiling and said to himself: "I had a nightmare yesterday."

Gojo Wu has excellent ears, even though Xia Youjie's voice was very soft, he could still hear this sentence.He felt inexplicable: "Nightmare? What nightmare?"

Xia Youjie looked at the ceiling, his face was extremely pale: "A nightmare related to zinnias."

In the dream, the long curly chestnut hair was spread on the white tiles, dripping wet, and there were bright red zinnia flowers in the hair.

The color of the zinnia flowers is too crimson, so red that it is impossible to distinguish the blood from the petals.And his lover lay quietly among the zinnias, without any sound of breathing.