Death has no scythe

It's a bit ironic to say that he became the king of the rats on that garbage dump.The mouse will steal him bread that is about to expire, and steal fresh milk. He will be despised by others but he enjoys it himself.

His face was infected with yellow pus, and his body was necrotic and had a sour smell of decay.Seeing those rats tentatively tearing the clothes that he could no longer wrap around his body, they began to grind his carrion with their teeth.Desperation overwhelmed him, caged him in the garbage dump, and seemed to swallow him whole.

Someone pulled his body up, and he couldn't open his eyes, allowing himself to be dragged to the ground, his flesh was covered with shards of glass, and there was a line of blood on the ground where he walked.

When Siqiu woke up again, his nose was filled with the smell of disinfectant, his body was under the control of anesthetics, and he didn't listen to him at all. He even relied on the oxygen mask pressed on his nose to breathe.

His eyes were wrapped in gauze, and he was conscious and lethargic throughout the day.With nothing else to think about, he could only take out the ridiculous kindness towards him that was so simple in his mind time and time again.

After the goodwill is gone, the cold and logical sentence remains.In contrast, it was so ironic that the cold seeped into his bone marrow, and the thrill of trampling the mouse under his feet and conquering the weak grew bigger and bigger in his mind.

If one day, the arrogant Jian Bing was stepped on by him, what kind of scene would make people applaud.Day by day, he sketched out the scene in detail in his mind.

No matter what clothes to wear, a person like him does not deserve the shame and rights of a human being.Doesn't he dislike him wearing skirts?Sibaiqi just wanted to wear a skirt and step on high heels to step on him, watching him lick the dog food from the dog bowl on the ground.There was also the leg that was eaten by rats, he really didn't want to see the rats anymore, but if Jian Bing was given medicine and let him watch his legs and feet being broken, then Jian Bing Would you cry and beg him to stop?

What does Jian Bing look like when begging for help? Is it kneeling on the ground, pulling his trouser legs and kissing his shoes?Or would he stare at him with bloodshot eyes and cast those vicious curses on him.

Ah, thinking about it, it's really exciting.

Jian Bing's eyes are so beautiful, he likes those eyes the most, he must dig out his eyes first, otherwise he will really feel distressed.That kind of person is not worthy of his distress.

His distress should be given to those who love themselves, who will never leave and surrender to themselves.That person should protect him gently and without a bottom line, not someone like Jian Bing who pushed himself into a car accident for the sake of Jian's family business.This person is really terrible, nine years, how many nine years can a person have, the second nine years of his life are spent falling in love with this scum.

He really wanted to dig out Jian Bing's heart to see if there was any color in it. Is his heart made of stone?He likes this person so much, why can't he feel it at all!What kind of person is he? How could he crush all his expectations and loves for so many years with one hand, leaving no powder left, and all scattered when the wind blows.

Jian Bing's words and deeds played back in his mind, and he took apart every word to taste.How can a person act out the use of drama so real, as if it is true.

I don't know how long it took, the gauze on his eyes was slowly lifted, and he looked at his face in the mirror, it was exactly the same as before, only a little more feminine.

His hair was long and messy scattered on his head, looking at this face, he thought about how Jian Bing would react if he saw Jian Bing again.

Four hundred and seven, he has liked Jian Bing for nine years, which translates to four hundred and seven weeks.Every Sunday is the day when he and Jian Bing meet. After much deliberation, there is no more suitable name than this name.

It took half a year to restore his appearance, and it took more than two years to heal his body organs and reconnect his prosthetic leg.In the rest of the time, he crammed into management knowledge and rehabilitation training.

As for Jian Bing, he wanted to slowly linger him in a situation that everyone could accept.In this way, he can still gain a good reputation, so why not do it.

It was the Jian family who saved him. He signed a contract with the Jian family and said the same thing as Jian Bing said four years ago.

"I will deal with Jian Bing, and it will definitely make him disappear."

He did it, and he did it beautifully.After Jian Bing's death, his body was burnt to charcoal, and he didn't have that domineering face at all.

But...but...

Why was there a burst of emptiness after the revenge of the big revenge, his whole body seemed to be hollowed out.The fire took away not only Jian Bing, but also his [-] years of hypocrisy but beauty.

Jian Bing died. He had waited four years for this good news and planned it for four years.

He got his wish and pressed the man under his crotch to plunder and conquer, watching the man's limbs were broken, his mouth was open and he couldn't make any sound.The empty eye sockets could not shed two lines of clear tears, and his hoarse voice finally uttered three words hoarsely like sawing wood, "I love you".

But he is no longer the Jian Nuan who expected him to come every day four years ago, the white rabbit panicked after eating too much toffee.

The car accident burned not only his stinky skin, but also his thoughts and his overbearing love.

Jian Bing knelt on the ground and begged the Jian family to give him two barrels of gasoline. He watched the inhuman figure squirming from the security guard at the door to the owner of the Jian family. He touched his chin and thought it was so interesting. The pleasure is endless.

Gasoline was mentioned at four hundred and seven. He wanted Jian Bing to taste the taste of being burned all over his body by fire. The flames ate away at his skin and flesh, and after melting his skin, he touched his flesh and blood. Just like roasting meat, it slowly emits a meaty aroma and after a while, it will smell of being burnt, which makes people want to cough.People who burn to the bone have long since lost consciousness, which is just right for Jian Bing to enjoy the feeling of enjoying the barbecue.

Jian Bing wanted to be popular the most. He used to tell Jian Nuan that when he became popular, he and Jian Nuan could leave Jian's house.Open a toffee shop with Jian Nuan, buy a lot of toffee, and Jian Nuan can eat as much as she wants.

Then tie a swing at the entrance of the store, and take nice photos for Jian Nuan. Jian Nuan is so pretty, all the photos are kept in a photo album, and he will look through them when he gets old, pointing to Jian Nuan for the children at the door. How pretty.

Jian Nuan always quietly listened to Jian Bing dancing and describing their future life together, and he also followed Jian Bing's thinking.He thought, Jian Bing married him, he can wear skirts, but Jian Bing must be his wife.As for Jian Bing's blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah.

Jian Bing ignored people when she had a temper tantrum, squatting next to the swing and drawing circles by herself.No matter how he tries to get his attention, it's useless. He looks like a young master, so the young master can't bear hardships.He is different, he has learned to cook and wash clothes, he can go out to work for others to earn money, Jian Bing likes to open a shop, so he looks after the small shop at home.When he came back from get off work, Jian Bing took off his coat just like playing house when he was a child, and said with a blushing face, "Dad is back, you have worked hard."

After Sibaiqi had someone give him gasoline, he turned off the monitor and sat on the rooftop alone, watching the night view of City K.

The lights are feasting, the traffic is busy, but there is no light that can make him feel that it is for him.

He didn't know when he closed his eyes and fell into a dream.

In the dream, he jumped off the balcony at the highest point of City K, and a raging fire was lit not far away.It is the light that shines on him, he feels it, it belongs to him.So he ran as hard as he could, and the wind blew past his ears.

Before the light, Jian Bing was sitting on the swing outside the door with a smile, holding a white cat in her arms.Seeing him running, she got up quickly, the cat jumped off his legs and ran into the room, Jian Bing pouted and said, "Is he your father or me? Don't forget but I went to the pet store I brought it back to you." As he spoke, he came over to take the briefcase that appeared in Sibaiqi's hands at some point, and complained to him, "This cat is not cute at all!"

Sibai Qi ran his hands through his hair, leaned over and kissed his earlobe, "It's really not cute, but Mom, Dad is so tired from work."

Jian Bing's ears were a little hot, he raised his eyes in a daze, looked at Sibaiqi, and said blankly, "Dad is back, working hard."