Death has no scythe

Yi Dian woke up and lay on the bed, his memory seemed to be hollowed out by someone.He didn't know what to do for a long time, he stared at the white ceiling above for a long time, his mind went blank, he was a little at a loss, but he couldn't find anything to fill in.

He seems to be the only one here, no one bothers him, and no one cares whether he lives or dies.Lying on the bed, I don't even know how to change it.

There was no sound, no smell of other things, and there was no wind in the pure white room.

Yi Dian didn't know how long he had been lying there, but he only knew that a bloody smell suddenly spread, impacting his sense of smell, and his stomach was overwhelmed, wanting to vomit something.

But in the end, he didn't vomit anything. A man with disheveled hair grabbed his collar and threw him to the ground.His hair covered his eyes, and he was like a wooden doll. With the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground, the pain of shattering limbs and bones tore his nerves.

It hurts...it hurts...so painful that his ears were full of tinnitus and the sound of tinnitus, and the taste of rust in his throat. He felt that someone had grabbed his hair and thrown him against the wall again. His body was like a broken body. Just like that, he lost all mobility.

The tears in the corners of his eyes quickly slipped down into his hair like beads with strings attached, and the wings spread out vigorously, covering him tightly inside.

The lunatic didn't give up, he grabbed the gray-white wings, and frantically plucked the feathers on them with his hands.

Pull it out a little, and red blood oozes out.

Yi Dian couldn't make any sound, and fell to the ground, letting the pain break through the edge of his rationality, and frantically ran around in his body.

"It's better to just let me disappear." Yi Dian said silently countless times in his heart, but no one could hear him.

The lunatic was tired, so he leaned against his bed and slowly sat on the ground leaning against the bedpost.

"He went to the priesthood, are you happy?"

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"I didn't pass the love test because I couldn't let go of Jian Bing, but he passed."

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"He only loves you with the memory of that person."

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Yi Dian couldn't make any other reactions, but felt that something exploded in his heart suddenly, mixed with the piercing pain all over his body, and gave him another blow.

Who is he?

What is it with me?

Love?

He seems to have loved me?

He never loved!

The cold, hard touch of the ground pressed against his skin, it was really terribly cold.

The lunatic held back his white sheet with his blood-stained hands, slowly straightened up, and kicked his arm with his foot.

"Give your body to Jian Bing, you have nothing to miss."

ah?body?This empty shell?

Yi Dian thought, he had used this big empty shell for so long, and he was really reluctant to give it right away.The man's hands slowly traced the shape of the shell from his hairline.

There is still some temperature, hotter than the cold floor.

Yi Dian felt like a defective product that was put on the shelf to be sold.

What the result will be, whether he wants it or not, it doesn't matter what he says.

The lunatic turned his face suddenly, making Yi Dian's eyes meet his, "Are you still looking for him?"

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"You have looked for him so many times, and he has never looked back at you."

"I won't look for it anymore." Yi Dian slowly mobilized the organizational structure that allowed him to speak, and forced out three words from between his teeth. It took a lot of effort, but the hoarse sound was worse than sawing wood.

The lunatic was stunned for a moment, then squatted down, and looked at Yi Dian who couldn't move with interest, "Don't you have no memory?"

Yi Dian didn't respond, he really couldn't remember it, but if he didn't find these words, it seemed to be engraved on every part of his body, he had no other vocabulary.

Yi Dian was picked up by the man and brought to a small black room. His wings were trimmed of beautiful feathers with scissors. The sharp knife aimed at the skeleton under the flesh-colored skin and stabbed fiercely. Yi Dian was a little dazed. He was numb from the pain, and he couldn't shed tears. His whole body was shaking like a sieve sifting chaff, which was funny and funny.

"Do you hurt?" The man used a chain with a hook to stuff the hole in the wing he just pierced. Out of the line, it quickly becomes a puddle.

"Jian Bing might be happy seeing you like this." The man didn't relax his movements at all, and the bloodshot eyes of Yi Dian seemed to burst his eyeballs.

"No, it's this face that you should remember." The lunatic reached out and brushed his hair up, and the whole face was fully reflected in Yi Dian's pupils.

It seems that in the next second, the name of the owner of this face will be blurted out.

he is... he is...

It's clearly stuck in my throat, but I just can't tell.

who is he!How could he be so desperate.Can you, kill this person.

Yi Dian wanted to close his eyes, but the lunatic opened his eyelids with his hands and moved closer.

"xxx, your xx." It was like being mosaiced, and the words were automatically silenced as soon as they reached them.

Yi Dian looked at his mouth shape and suddenly had some pictures in his mind that he couldn't see clearly.

The abstract ones can only see colors and moving silhouettes.

Can't see clearly, can't see clearly at all.

Feeling something passing through the body joint by joint, Yi Dian saw the blood-red iron chains penetrated from the wings and pulled out.The chain link was still dripping blood, and for a moment, he couldn't react.

He thought, it should be locked up because he was afraid that he would run away.But, where is he running, he can't even move.

Or is it his punishment?Because of that who doesn't love him.But, Yi Dian will be heartbroken.

Oh, it turned out that Yi Dian was tempted.

Really.

It turns out that the punishment for not being liked is so great, and it turns out that if you don't like it, you don't have to do anything.

Those who are not moved are so lucky that they can drop everything so easily.

In fact, it is not a bad thing to give Jian Bing his body, his presence or absence is insignificant.

Jian Bing is still useful, at least the lunatic in front of him still likes him.

He also forgot who Jian Bing was.

The man put chains on his hands and feet and left.Close the door, the room is pitch black.

Again everything is silent, and there is nothing.

Yi Dian drove the chain to make a rattling sound. The chain was too short, and he couldn't even do extra movements.As soon as he calmed down, the pain doubled in his body, and the blood in his mouth kept pouring into his throat, making him vomit out uncontrollably.

The sound of blood dripping on the ground seemed to create a depressing atmosphere in this quiet blackness.

How long will he be imprisoned? Will he stay here forever?

Would that face ever come to look at him again?

Would the real owner of that face be a little uneasy?In other words, was his memory erased like him, and from then on, he was like turning over a particularly annoying book, and would never go back and read it again.

Yi Dian felt that the lunatic was that person, otherwise why would he use one face.It's a split personality, it's pathetic.