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He Jingshuo came straight to Shenxian Hutong. He heard from Xiao Hei that Gong Nianwei lived in a yard next door.

The vermilion lacquered gate is right in front of you, and He Jingshuo drags a gun and pushes the door open. Along the way, no matter the haunted house, the Ferris wheel, or the beach have disappeared, and the whole village has returned to its original appearance.

The sun shone down, and it was a warm and slightly drunk smell in the autumn afternoon, but his heart felt like a bucket of cold water had been poured into it, and it was cold from head to toe.

The yard looked a little old, and there were a few drops of bright red blood stains on the stone mill that had been whitened by the rain. The bright color of the blood stung He Jingshuo's eyes.

He turned his face to see the girl with an angry face and a sharp knife in front of the door, who was holding a knife against Wei Junxing's neck, as if she had maintained this movement for a long, long time.

He Jingshuo slowly put down the spear and stretched out his hand weakly, but felt that no matter what he did, he could not relieve the slightest bit of pain on the man.

The original ink-colored camouflage uniform turned into a deep black, and the ground under Wei Junxing's feet was also printed with a deep red. Even so, blood continued to flow from his body to the ground.

"Gong Nianwei, don't you hate me? If it's me, you can treat me whatever you want, don't treat him like this."

The blood in He Jingshuo's body had stopped flowing, and he gritted his teeth tightly due to the cold.

Gong Nianwei twitched the corners of her mouth, the expression on her face was hard to fathom.

"He Jingshuo, he just passed out. You said that after you die here, in the real world, will he forget you, or just die completely?"

"No, no, don't do this. He didn't offend you. I'm the one who should be damned."

When He Jingshuo thought that Wei Junxing would completely forget him, or die directly, his heart was ashamed.

The knife in Gong Nianwei's hand flashed, and it slashed towards Wei Junxing's chest.

Wei Junxing, who had already passed out, only let out a muffled snort at the moment the knife pierced his flesh, but he still didn't move.

A piece of the skirt of his chest was cut open by a knife, revealing the tattered skin inside, and countless wounds all over his body were exposed in front of He Jingshuo's eyes.

He Jingshuo's eyes fell on Wei Junxing's chest, the blood flowed profusely, and he couldn't stop, as if he had been burned, he took a few steps back and sat on the ground paralyzed.

His eyes were red and his voice began to tremble.

"Gong...Gong Nianwei, how can you let him go? Do you want me to die? I can do it now, as long as I let him go, I will let you kill me immediately. "

Seeing He Jingshuo's distraught look, Gong Nianwei giggled,

"It turns out that you, He Jingshuo, were also afraid. Don't, your life is valuable. I don't want it. I just have a small request..."

She looked down at Wei Junxing,

"This friend of yours, no, is a boyfriend. He wanted to rob me and kill me. I slashed forty knives on him, isn't it too much?

But don't worry, he won't die, and I'm not incapable of doing so. "

Forty dollars?He Jingshuo couldn't imagine how Wei Junxing was tortured like this.

"What exactly do you want? Gong Nianwei, you begged me to come here, not I asked you to come here. You hate me and don't involve others. This is our grievance."

He Jingshuo was in a state of confusion, and even spoke a little inappropriately.His always clear and eloquent brain was in a mess at this moment. He could only see the bleeding wound on Wei Junxing's body shaking in front of his eyes, and he couldn't stop it.

"Others? Haha, when you put all your heart on him, he is no longer someone else. He is someone you care about, and I just want to hurt someone you care about, that's all."

"Gong Nianwei..."

He Jingshuo lowered his voice, he didn't know how to save Wei Junxing, he was helpless against the crazy Gong Nianwei, everything seemed pale and powerless.

"Gong Nianwei, I beg you, let him go, it's all my fault, I shouldn't be sorry to you, I shouldn't..."

He Jingshuo saw that Gong Nianwei's hand holding the knife was trembling, and the light of the knife approached Wei Junxing's chest again.

The dagger with the weird pattern looks like it hurts a lot.

Gong Nianwei's red eyes moved, as if she was aroused by He Jingshuo's pleading, her eyes suddenly became warm, her voice was raised a few degrees,

"Okay, He Jingshuo, then tell me how much you are sorry for me? If you say one thing correctly, I will heal his wound, and if you say one thing wrong,"

Her knife lightly brushed over the position of Wei Junxing's left heart again, her tone became more serious,

"Just give him another knife."

"No. Don't. I'll tell."

He Jingshuo stretched out his hand in vain, not daring to move. Countless pictures of getting along with Wei Junxing flashed through his mind, why every time it was because of himself that he caused him to be covered in bruises.

This time, Wei Junxing took the risk again to save him.

"When I was young, I knew that you wanted to study and wanted to please your parents, but I repeatedly played tricks on you while you were studying. It was my fault. I apologize."

He Jingshuo spoke very sincerely, but Gong Nianwei heard a different taste. Her hand holding the knife trembled, and she wanted to cut it down, but she was patient.

"That's right, He Jingshuo, there are not many people who have such a good life as you. Life at home is good. Even if you don't have a mother, you have a father who loves you to the bone. You don't need to study hard and play every day. You can still get No. 1 in the exam. And me?

I tried my best, but I just caught up with you, but I was teased by you again and again.Since then, I have been telling myself that I must never lose to you, and must beat you.

Yes, I still lost in the end.You were recommended to go to university, but I studied hard day and night and put in all my time to get into Nankang. What do you mean if this is not irony?

But even so, they never looked at me more, and still regarded me as a superfluous person.

They all have their own lives, and me?I don't.I only have to study, only to run non-stop, trying to catch up with an unattainable dream.

In fact, that dream was also a dilapidated thing, not worth it at all. "

Speaking of the excitement, her eyes were flushed, tears fell like beads, she raised her right hand to wipe her face, but the left hand holding the knife swiped onto Wei Junxing's arm.

Wei Junxing snorted again, and blood beads gushed out like a fountain, all the way down his arm, and dripped onto the ground.

"No, don't do this, I'm wrong, it's all my fault, no matter what Wei Junxing did, it's all because of me, it doesn't matter if it's me, I'm the one watching you suffer, and I'm the one who deserves the most damnation. "

He Jingshuo pawed his hands on the ground and took a step forward. He didn't dare to look at Wei Junxing again, this was already the limit of his patience.