killer game

Mathilda slept very restlessly.

Her inner trepidation—to place her fate in someone else’s hands—was something she had never done before.

She likes to leave room, likes to choose, but now she doesn't even have half a bargaining chip, she can only rely on the kindness of others, which is not very effective!

The whole family is dead, no, no, this is not too important, in her life passers-by come and go, there are always farewells and farewells.She has already learned how to harden her heart so that she will not get hurt.Now that she has decided that the "family" she wants is just an untimely fantasy, and since any wavering has been annihilated and turned into an illusion, she should learn to give up—the only thing left by their deaths is It's a hideous scar, she will avenge this wound, and then watch it fade away with time... This is the only thing she can do for Colin.

The only child who brought her warmth... even if it was just a weak and fragile emotion.

But at this moment, her heart couldn't stop beating—she couldn't hold back her fear or excitement.On the one hand, it was a huge gamble to bet on her name, and on the other hand, she finally met him—the reason for her appearance in this world, perhaps, was the only meaning!

She was Mathilda, and he was Leon, Mathilda and Leon... She didn't know what it meant, but she thought she was going to meet him, she was going to meet him!

She couldn't help admitting that since she was sure that she was in the world of movies, she had been imagining the appearance of another person all the time.She vaguely remembered that there should be such a person, as the protagonist of the movie, accompanied by the weird melody that kept replaying in her mind but could not hear clearly.And he finally, truly appeared in her life!

Leon, Leon, that's who she's been waiting for.He is a killer.He saved her.He is the best killer.He has a cold and kind heart.

Yes, now, they met.They were destined to meet, and then they would have reasons to have to bond.And then, towards the ending they should have...

She is resisting the coming fate—but she is also yearning for it more than anyone else, because this is the only way she can seek relief.They'll walk through the whole movie together, and—then, she'll be free? !

Mathilda lay motionless on the bed.She dared not open her eyes.She wondered if her tears would wet the entire pillow once she opened her eyes.She couldn't sleep, no matter how hard she tried to accept all this, she was still in a place so strange that she couldn't help being afraid!

When faced with the pressure of death, she can always think calmly and plan carefully, but the long wait is enough to magnify the hole in her heart countless times, turning all perceptions into unknown fears, crawling out of her bones .She couldn't help the trembling, anticipation or despair, and it almost took away all her sleep!

She can only pretend to sleep.You can only force yourself to think carefully about the way to go in this way.

Leon was kind, she couldn't lie to herself about that.But she will never forget - he is still a killer!

A killer was ordered by his employer to kill people for money. He stayed away from the crowd and came and went alone. One day, a hot potato broke into his world. He saved her out of a moment of compassion, and then he found himself again. He can't let go of such a burden, and his whole life will be turned upside down by this burden, so what should he do?

What will be the first thing he reacts to?

Mathilda's teeth were trembling, she didn't dare to "wake up", and she didn't dare to continue thinking.In this night when all her family died except her, she was burdened with blood and blood, a group of policemen were chasing her, and she was taken in by a killer, she was on this strange bed, silently waiting for the verdict of fate to come.

But she can only bet on herself.Without Leon, she would surely die.Now she has to rely on others to survive.In her own world, all technology and intelligence are just empty words.

That's all she can do.

——She guessed right, the dead silence enveloped the entire living room, and when the night was deep, footsteps finally reached her bedside again.

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The gun was held to her head.

The finger was firmly pressed on the trigger, and the cold murderous aura surrounded her deadly position. Mathilda clearly felt that the emotion contained intolerance and cruelty.So contradictory, yet coexistent.

——At that moment Leon really wanted to kill her!

But he hesitated.

This is the girl he snatched back from death.He rescued her, he carried her home, he stroked her hair like the cat that died at his door.

She wouldn't leave him - she wouldn't want to die.

The girl lay there motionless, her breathing was even, her sleeping posture was peaceful, and her peaceful sleeping face made her face more delicate and soft, without the aggression of the day and the sadness in her eyes, just like an angel...

She intervened in his life, about to disrupt the order of his life, but the killer's world could not tolerate a little melting.He can't let her change herself, let her weaknesses show up, the surest way is to kill her!As long as she snapped her fingers lightly, she would die painlessly in her sleep, and then, there would be no more troubles.

She is a good girl.Yes... good girl.

Mathilda felt Leon's gaze fixed on her face, with mixed feelings of embarrassment, and even, a little despair.She is the code he clings to and the reason his order is about to be toppled.He couldn't convince himself to kill an innocent and poor little girl, but he also deeply hated everything that her existence would bring.

——He endured the unimaginable poverty and loneliness alone, and got used to it, and didn't want anyone to break it!

But, she appeared.

In the end he put down the gun, panted heavily and silently, and closed his eyes in despair, as if he had gone through a huge ordeal.

She won.

He turned and walked slowly back into the living room.

Mathilda tilted her head slightly, tears falling on the pillow.

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The morning sun shone on her face, and she slowly opened her eyes.

There was no trace of confusion in those pupils, they were as thorough and sharp as if they had never fallen asleep.Then, the original calm was slowly restored.It was as if there was an invisible layer of mist covering it up, and there was only stagnant silence in it.

After Leon left, she fell asleep peacefully.The tense spirit could no longer bear a little stimulation, but as she expected, there was only that one sudden situation that would threaten her life...he would only have the courage to hold a gun against her once.

It was warm in the house.She squinted her eyes and tried to get up and stand on the floor.Then dragging the blanket with her good hand, she walked slowly to the living room.

Mathilda watched quietly as Leon pushed the window up, picked up the pot of green plants and placed them on the window sill.She stared at it, wondering what breed it was, and then thought it was too common.

Don't understand why a killer would keep such a plant. Leon spread the chair and the table to form a simple structure, and began to do sit-ups.

She just stood there looking at him.

Leon paused, then turned his head with a helpless expression.

"Did you sleep well?" he asked.

She turned her head, thought for a while, and nodded.

He looks at her.She looked at him too.

She was silent for a moment. "Let's talk," she said.