I am miserable by being attacked by the social bully

You can't break up with him. "

"It's nothing." She said indifferently, "We're not lovers anyway."

Tong Rui's eyes skipped hers looking out of the window at the moonlight.

"You are like the moon, distant and fascinating."

She smiled and came to kiss the corner of her mouth, "I'm sure I like you, can you like me?"

"Why?" She refused, "You have a boyfriend."

"I can finish things soon." Her tone seemed distressed. "Give me a few days. When the time comes, can you be with me?"

She still refused, "I'm not going to be with anyone."

"why?"

"I'm a killer."

For the first time, she faced up to her own identity, and this identity brought her only boundless loneliness besides killing Miao.

Tong Rui still smiled, "So what about the killer? I am willing to give you love."

She did not answer.

Tong Rui looked directly into her eyes, "Stay with me, don't reject me, okay?"

Finally, she agreed, "Okay."

She confessed to her under the moonlight, lingered with her in the hotel, and said goodbye to her in the mist of the next morning.

She became a person again.

But it seems that he is not alone.

She tracked and killed the target as always, and when she passed by the hotel occasionally, she would stop and think about it.

Memories are in a hurry, and her steps of leaving are also in a hurry.

Her recent state is very bad, which makes her unable to hunt down the target.

Her foothold is a dangerous building waiting to be demolished. This floor is very high and the flow of people is sparse. She can always observe her target across a street.

She heard light footsteps, and a hand covered her eyes from behind her back.

There was a voice in the ear with a smile, "Let me see if my little sweetheart misses me?"

She covered Tong Rui's hand, and her thumb inadvertently stroked her tiger's mouth, where there was a wound.

She turned her head and asked her, "Why did you get hurt?"

Tong Rui smiled, and gently stroked her cheek, "Aren't you wondering how I found you?"

She met her expectant eyes and responded, "You say."

"I followed you quietly." She sat down beside her, "but I feel like you should know."

"Ah."

"Then do you miss me?"

She was silent for a while before she said, "Think."

Tong Rui's eyebrows and eyes stretched, and the corners of her mouth curved sharply, "I miss you too."

"Special, special..." She paused for two seconds, emphasizing the end of the words, "I want to..."

Tong Rui's kiss fell on the corner of her mouth gently and gently, and the temperature of the lips touching seemed to make them both reach an orgasm.

She tasted the scent of her lipstick, a cherry-sweet scent.

She raised her hand to clasp her head, deepening the kiss domineeringly.

Tong Rui's laughter spread from between his teeth, "My little sweetheart is so active today, I am very happy."

"You are very fragrant today."

"Yes." Tong Rui smiled and said, "I put on some perfume."

"Your lips are delicious."

"Yes." Tong Rui's smile grew bigger and bigger, "I put on lipstick, and it smells like ox blood-colored black cherry."

She paused, and said emphatically, "I dressed up deliberately to meet you, I hope you like it."

Something seemed to have bitten the tip of my heart, and it was painful and numb, but also very refreshing.

She hooked the corners of her mouth in a rare good mood, "Not bad."

75. Weird ☆5

Tong Rui seems to have a kind of charm, she is like a magnet, attracting her, falling in love with her, falling for her.

She followed the target to a remote alley, where crowds of people in twos and threes gathered at the intersection.Smoke swirled up from their faces, obscuring their outlines.

Through the smoke, she saw Tong Rui among the innermost crowd.

She leaned on a tall man's shoulder, smiling a bit dazzlingly.

The gangsters at the intersection eyed her warily, and someone told her to go away in Russian.

By coincidence, she pushed aside the crowd and walked towards Tong Rui.

The back arm was pulled by someone, and the man cursed dissatisfiedly, and she responded with a word of "fuck off".

The gangster gave her a hand knife at the beginning, and she raised her hand and punched him on the jaw.Soon, a stick hit her in the abdomen, and she turned around and kicked the man's knee.

The crowd rushed up, and when the sticks fell on them, they also held her who could not understand Russian, and violently wrestled with her.

Gradually she couldn't resist, and let out a muffled groan.

The dagger slipped out of her wrist, and she cut a gangster's trachea, and a few drops of blood splashed on her face.

She had time to take out the gun from her bosom, and the broken bullets whizzed out, pierced through the sound of the wind, and landed at Tong Rui's feet.

The crowd fell silent with the gunfire.

Tong Rui's eyes moved from the bullets on the ground to her face.

They looked at each other across the crowd, and the gun in her hand was aimed at her heart.

"Leave him and come to me."

Her voice was unusually hoarse, and her fingers holding the wrench trembled slightly.

However, only she knows this.

Her appearance is still cold and calm.

The man next to Tong Rui asked her questions with an unkind expression. They communicated in a language she couldn't understand, and she was still smiling, as if everything that happened just now was just a small fight between lovers.

The man's voice was very excited, and Tong Rui comforted him patiently.

Not knowing what the man said, she suddenly fell silent.

The man handed Tong Rui a gun, and then his playful eyes fell on her face.

Her eyebrows jumped, and her fingers holding the gun body tightened suddenly.

Tong Rui turned around and stared at her. Not long after, she raised her hand and aimed the gun at her chest.

They held the gun and looked at each other silently, with vague and uncertain eyes.

She saw worry and guilt in Tong Rui's eyes, and before she could fully understand it, she felt a sharp pain in her heart.

She heard the sound of skin and flesh ripping open, and the bullet pierced into her chest with the sound of wind.

The gun fell out of her hand and hit the ground with a dull sound.

She bowed her head and knelt on the ground on one knee.

The blood scattered everywhere, soaking her black plain clothes, her hands and feet were weak, and her vision began to blur.

Soon, she couldn't hold on anymore and completely fell to the ground.

Might die.

she thought.

There were bursts of colic in her heart, which made her breathe lightly.

She heard Tong Rui's voice, which kept echoing in her ears.

It seems to be far away, but it seems to be very close.

"Are you satisfied?" Tong Rui asked the man with a smile, "I don't know where the crazy woman came from. I really don't know her."

"But there is no need to kill them all, she is just an innocent poor person." Tong Rui said, "I called, and the ambulance personnel will come soon."

The man stared at her silently, his eyes were fierce and full of disbelief.

"She might be mentally ill." Tong Rui shrugged, "I'll stay and clean up the scene, you can go first."

The man smiled and said, "You'd better spit out my gold bars quickly, or I will let this poor man be buried with you next time!"

"It's really not me." Tong Rui smiled gently at the man, "Otherwise I would have run away long ago, why would I let you find me?"

76. Weird ☆6

She felt that someone was squatting beside her, and she struggled to open her eyes, but she still couldn't see the person in her sight clearly.

The man was talking, but she couldn't hear a word because of ringing in her ears.

Her waist was embraced by two hands, she was wrapped in her arms, the touch on her lips was soft and moist, and she traced the lines of her lips with the tip of her tongue.

Something dripped on her face and slowly slipped into the corner of her mouth.

Salty and piping hot.

The smell of tears.

"Sorry, my baby."

She kissed her again, and more tears fell into her mouth.

She picked her up, her voice trembling: "My little sweetheart, open your eyes and look at me, don't close them."

She wanted to touch her face to see if she was crying.

But she didn't even have the energy to open her eyes.

The fingers struggled a few times, and the tip of the middle finger barely touched her thumb.

She hooked her fingers weakly and curled herself into Tong Rui's arms.

In the end, she passed out in her cries.

On the way, she also woke up a few times, and Tong Rui was treating her wound.

Her movements are careful and gentle.

But in the crude environment, using unprofessional techniques and incomplete medicines, lack of anesthesia for paralysis, and gentle movements can make her faint again and again.

Sober again and again.

cycle over and over.

Tong Rui didn't dare to take her to the hospital, she was afraid that her identity would be exposed.She was also hospitalized without an identity, and a scrutiny of her papers revealed that she was an imposter.

She didn't know when Tong Rui would leave. When she opened her eyes again, she only entered the dim yellow bedside lamp.

She lowered her head and touched her wound. The bullet had been taken out, but each breath was accompanied by a slight stinging pain, and there might still be shrapnel remaining that hadn't been treated properly.

She tilted her head and looked out of the window, the moonlight was still as bright as when she first saw it.

It's a pity that their love is different.

The bullet missed only two centimeters from the heart.

She didn't want to pursue the reason why she shot her, she only had the hatred of escaping death now.

Her target has been thrown out of the sky by her, and it took her more than a week to recuperate her body.

She is waiting for an opportunity.

She followed Tong Rui, hiding at the highest point with a gun to chase after her, and the red dot locked on her eyebrows again and again.

But she never pulled the trigger.

Poland has cultivated the best of her, and Moscow has produced the worst of her.

She hates being emotional.

Finally, she put away her gun and stepped into the night.

She was leaving Moscow, which made her sad.

The old-haired news reprimanded her for the speed of her work, and told her that the man had returned to China and asked her to get things done as soon as possible, and the benefactor had already started urging them.

She dealt with it one by one, and started to pack her luggage, and she could set off tomorrow.

She was lying on the bed, but tossing and turning could not sleep.

At four o'clock in the morning,