After Gin left, Songxue Yishang woke up, the familiar and reassuring temperature around her had long since disappeared, as if reminding her of something.
Song Xueyi believes that Qin Jiu loves him, but also knows that Qin Jiu is hiding something from him. , he knew that he shouldn't continue chasing him any further, but...
But the bitter sentence "Trust me, I will come back." made Songxue Yishang fall into a quagmire of uneasiness.
So after getting ready, Songxue Yishang also left the building that was always sunny, and Xiao Milan, who had already sprouted buds, stood quietly in the corridor, waiting for everything to calm down.
Right now is the thickest and darkest moment.
The lamps on the side of the road illuminate a small square, one by one, as if welcoming Alice who has strayed into Wonderland.
Songxue Yishang heard the word warehouse in a blur, and the warehouse here is only...
Unconsciously clenching her fists, Song Xueyi got on the public bicycle on the side of the road and drove towards the warehouse not far from here.
The wind in the cold night was as bitter as a blade, cutting across Songxueyi's bare skin one after another, and the open cotton jacket rattled, making a hasty and dull sound... Hurry up... Hurry up... Hurry up!
There are fewer and fewer residential houses on the way, until there are no more people, and the ominous premonition in my heart is getting stronger.
After seeing the abandoned warehouse only tens of meters away, Song Xueyi braked urgently, the wheels rubbed against the concrete road and made a harsh sound, weak sparks took the opportunity to burst out, leaving a black arc on the light gray road.
The heavy breathing gradually tended to be even and long, and there were still a few lights on in the nearby warehouse, and many silhouettes of people passing by were reflected on the bright wall illuminated by the lights.
Sure enough... Songxue Yishang calmed down, and walked carefully towards the warehouse... the array should be inside...
"Bang" a gunshot cut through the silence of the dark night, and then turned into an intensified gun battle. Song Xueyi fumbled for her pocket. Oops, I forgot to bring my phone!
The idea of calling the police was dispelled, Song Xueyi's eyes were printed with that piece of hell like a sea of flames... array...wait for me!
The bullets almost passed by, and the shouts and cries for help were all mixed together. It was the most evil chapter in the world, and sweat was already dripping from the body due to fear and anxiety.
Every time he took a step forward, the white trouser legs would be stained with a bit more blood, and fine sweat was left along the thin cheeks, perhaps mixed with a few tears, splashing the most beautiful flowers of evil on the ground.
"Well..." a bullet mercilessly embedded in Song Xueyi's left shoulder, and the blood that flowed out was accompanied by severe pain. Before he could pay attention to this, Song Xueyi dodged into a warehouse while clutching his left shoulder.
As if receiving some signal, the noisy voices began to disappear, and finally calmed down. If it wasn't for the hellish scene and the severe pain in his shoulders that he saw with his own eyes, Song Xueyi would have almost thought that these were just a terrible incident. nightmare!
But Songxue Yishang knew it wasn't because he hadn't found his formation yet...
"Da da da" the sound of regular footsteps is getting closer and closer, every time it hits Song Xueyi's heart like a heavy hammer, the blood on the shoulder is still bleeding, but it is not as good as the ghostly footsteps fear.
In the dark, Song Xueyi huddled tightly in a corner, trying to suppress the fear in her heart, telling herself over and over again not to be afraid.
The door of the warehouse was opened, and the orange light shone in, outlining the familiar outline of the people in the future, that was...his array...
But Songxue Yishang didn't show a smile, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't move the corner of his stiff mouth.
He saw the ghostly gin, the beautiful silver hair he had praised, the black hat he had worn on his head, the coat he had hugged...all were stained with sticky blood .
Perhaps with a little luck, Songxue Yishang looked eagerly at those green eyes that would always look at her tenderly.
But he was silent, he glimpsed the bottomless abyss in those green eyes, black, violent, bloodthirsty... This is the only information that Song Xueyi can decipher.
Gin Jiu stamped out the smoke thrown to the ground, and walked towards Songxueyishang step by step. The blood-stained gun in his hand was raised, and the black muzzle pointed at Songxueyishang's heart, killing people as accurately as usual.
"You shouldn't be here, Songxue Yishang." Qin Jiu said coldly, without the slightest emotion.
"I...I'm worried about you...for a while..." Song Xueyi squeezed out a few words dryly, and looked straight at Qin Jiu.
"You discovered my secret..." Gin's index finger moved to the trigger: "I can't let you live anymore."
Rubbing fingers between the triggers, Gin didn't look at Song Xueyi's expression again: "I've never loved you either."
This sentence is very straightforward, without the slightest hesitation, it is so true that it makes people collapse, and it also casts a fog of confusion on everything.
Song Xueyi stood up leaning against the wall, with her right hand covering her left shoulder, and the maroon bangs cast a shadow on his forehead to cover his current expression. Song Xueyi knew that his current expression must be ugly...
"Pa-ta, pa-ta..." The transparent liquid slipped from the cheeks, mixed with some disgusting blood and fell into the smelly soil, the lips clinging up and down, trembling.
Gin lowered the brim of his hat, evoking a sneering smile, the thick and disgusting malice almost turned into substance: "Why, are you so scared that you are crying?"
"No... I'm just angry..." Song Xueyi raised her head, her black eyes filled with hot tears: "You don't have to hide this kind of thing from me, I care about you, It's not your identity! I don't care what kind of cold-blooded devil you are, I only know..."
"You are the person I love the most in this life!" Song Xueyi rushed forward and hugged Gin tightly, the gun pointing at the heart was regarded as a [hypocrisy] joker card, he tried his best to shout out, with that bitter and With a sweet appearance, it is as touching as a singing thorn bird.
Qin Jiu lowered his hand weakly, and the □ which symbolized death fell heavily to the ground, the deliberate ruthless indifference was completely broken, and the deep voice was mixed with a few imperceptible sobs: "You...you should know...you can't ..."
"I know..." Song Xueyi let go of the gin and clasped his fingers tightly, the warmth of the palm gradually passed over, even though it was blocked by blood: "I am your accomplice."
Gin kissed Song Xueyi's lips, with madness, doting, and fragility...
Thank you world for allowing me to meet you...
This is the tender declaration of Mr. Killer.
Thank you fate for making you fall in love with me...
This is the true confession of Mr. Sheep.
Little Milan in the corridor ushered in the first ray of morning light, and small pale yellow flowers bloomed proudly.
It was a miracle, and maybe not a miracle.
The flower language of Milan flower is...
Where there is love, life blossoms.
The author has something to say: Thanks to the little angels for their company all the way
From 0 collections to 97 collections now
From 0 comments to now 38 comments
From 0 nutrient solution to the current 9 irrigation
It can be said
This is the greatest happiness in the world
it's over soon
But the sugar is probably enough... next time you swallow a knife...
At last……
Thank you little angels ^ω^
☆, extra
2018.3.6
Today, I still do part-time jobs in the coffee shop and greet those regular customers, but rather than chatting with the old regular customers, I would rather look more at the dessert shop opposite.
Sure enough, at 4 o'clock, he came out to write today's Twitter on the small blackboard outside the door!
The short chestnut hair seems to be soaked in the sun, and the smile is clean and gentle. With a neat white shirt, it is my ideal type~
Love it, love it, I've confirmed my eyes, it's the one I want to love.
2018.3.8
It has been raining for the past few days, and the weather is chaotic, but after looking at the people in the dessert shop opposite, I feel better unconsciously.
Today's rain is a bit heavy. I saw a little cat curled up outside the dessert shop, looking very pitiful.
Just when I was thinking this way, the boy with chestnut hair rushed out and picked up the little cat. The clean white shirt was also wet a lot, and then he took the cat back to the dessert shop.
Really kind...
But he seemed to be reprimanded by his store manager, and he seemed to be depressed a lot...
Oh...my heart hurts...
2018.3.9
Alas... I made my store manager angry today.
Probably because I was distracted...
Because today I was staring at the chestnut-haired boy in a daze and giggling again.
Logically speaking, the store manager shouldn't be angry...but the store manager is not only angry...even the corners of his eyes are red...and he said he won't make me dinner...
But the store manager still made dinner for me, with a tangled face like a little daughter-in-law, really delicious.
Let me say quietly, I am sharing a room with the store manager.
2018.3.11
Today, a man in black came to the dessert shop across the street. Looking at his back, he must be very handsome~
But I still like the chestnut-haired boy.
He is the treasure of the world, a little angel~
When the man in black came out, the young man with chestnut hair was smiling softly, like a spring breeze blowing willows.
I've never seen him smile so beautifully... Who is that man in black?
But for some reason, the store manager didn't seem to like the chestnut-haired boy.
A little bit disappointed... and a little... secretly happy?
Tsk, annoying.
2018.3.20
The store manager was sick and had a bad fever, so I gave up the chance to see the boy with chestnut hair and stayed with him in the hospital.
He was very cute when he was asleep, holding my hand all the time, raving to tell me not to leave...
How should I put it...I actually feel very happy!?
Maybe I have a fever too...
2018.3.25
I'm broken in love...although it's just a one-sided secret love...
I went to Mihua Park tonight and saw that chestnut-haired boy inadvertently.
I was a little tangled in secretly standing aside, but when I finally mustered up the courage to go forward, he was hugged by a man.
It was the silver-haired man from that day.
They kissed lingeringly together, and it can be seen from their tightly embracing figures...
They love each other very much...
The cast lights illuminated only where they stood.
I know, I have no chance.
But the strange thing is that I didn't feel sad, didn't go to the bar and get drunk, didn't cry like a child...
I have only one thought...
I want to see the store manager, I want to hug him, I want to rub his hair, I want to eat the dinner he made for me, I want to have everything about him...
I probably know why this is...
2018.3.26
I am in love.
I have never paid attention to my back, so I will ignore the people who have always loved me.
I'm always pissing him off, I'm always giving him trouble, and I'm always hurting him...
So I decided to...
I want to spend the rest of my life loving him.
I hope that the chestnut-haired boy who is as warm as the sun will continue to be happy forever.
The author has something to say: the stories of passers-by will also have twists and turns
Song Xueyi believes that Qin Jiu loves him, but also knows that Qin Jiu is hiding something from him. , he knew that he shouldn't continue chasing him any further, but...
But the bitter sentence "Trust me, I will come back." made Songxue Yishang fall into a quagmire of uneasiness.
So after getting ready, Songxue Yishang also left the building that was always sunny, and Xiao Milan, who had already sprouted buds, stood quietly in the corridor, waiting for everything to calm down.
Right now is the thickest and darkest moment.
The lamps on the side of the road illuminate a small square, one by one, as if welcoming Alice who has strayed into Wonderland.
Songxue Yishang heard the word warehouse in a blur, and the warehouse here is only...
Unconsciously clenching her fists, Song Xueyi got on the public bicycle on the side of the road and drove towards the warehouse not far from here.
The wind in the cold night was as bitter as a blade, cutting across Songxueyi's bare skin one after another, and the open cotton jacket rattled, making a hasty and dull sound... Hurry up... Hurry up... Hurry up!
There are fewer and fewer residential houses on the way, until there are no more people, and the ominous premonition in my heart is getting stronger.
After seeing the abandoned warehouse only tens of meters away, Song Xueyi braked urgently, the wheels rubbed against the concrete road and made a harsh sound, weak sparks took the opportunity to burst out, leaving a black arc on the light gray road.
The heavy breathing gradually tended to be even and long, and there were still a few lights on in the nearby warehouse, and many silhouettes of people passing by were reflected on the bright wall illuminated by the lights.
Sure enough... Songxue Yishang calmed down, and walked carefully towards the warehouse... the array should be inside...
"Bang" a gunshot cut through the silence of the dark night, and then turned into an intensified gun battle. Song Xueyi fumbled for her pocket. Oops, I forgot to bring my phone!
The idea of calling the police was dispelled, Song Xueyi's eyes were printed with that piece of hell like a sea of flames... array...wait for me!
The bullets almost passed by, and the shouts and cries for help were all mixed together. It was the most evil chapter in the world, and sweat was already dripping from the body due to fear and anxiety.
Every time he took a step forward, the white trouser legs would be stained with a bit more blood, and fine sweat was left along the thin cheeks, perhaps mixed with a few tears, splashing the most beautiful flowers of evil on the ground.
"Well..." a bullet mercilessly embedded in Song Xueyi's left shoulder, and the blood that flowed out was accompanied by severe pain. Before he could pay attention to this, Song Xueyi dodged into a warehouse while clutching his left shoulder.
As if receiving some signal, the noisy voices began to disappear, and finally calmed down. If it wasn't for the hellish scene and the severe pain in his shoulders that he saw with his own eyes, Song Xueyi would have almost thought that these were just a terrible incident. nightmare!
But Songxue Yishang knew it wasn't because he hadn't found his formation yet...
"Da da da" the sound of regular footsteps is getting closer and closer, every time it hits Song Xueyi's heart like a heavy hammer, the blood on the shoulder is still bleeding, but it is not as good as the ghostly footsteps fear.
In the dark, Song Xueyi huddled tightly in a corner, trying to suppress the fear in her heart, telling herself over and over again not to be afraid.
The door of the warehouse was opened, and the orange light shone in, outlining the familiar outline of the people in the future, that was...his array...
But Songxue Yishang didn't show a smile, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't move the corner of his stiff mouth.
He saw the ghostly gin, the beautiful silver hair he had praised, the black hat he had worn on his head, the coat he had hugged...all were stained with sticky blood .
Perhaps with a little luck, Songxue Yishang looked eagerly at those green eyes that would always look at her tenderly.
But he was silent, he glimpsed the bottomless abyss in those green eyes, black, violent, bloodthirsty... This is the only information that Song Xueyi can decipher.
Gin Jiu stamped out the smoke thrown to the ground, and walked towards Songxueyishang step by step. The blood-stained gun in his hand was raised, and the black muzzle pointed at Songxueyishang's heart, killing people as accurately as usual.
"You shouldn't be here, Songxue Yishang." Qin Jiu said coldly, without the slightest emotion.
"I...I'm worried about you...for a while..." Song Xueyi squeezed out a few words dryly, and looked straight at Qin Jiu.
"You discovered my secret..." Gin's index finger moved to the trigger: "I can't let you live anymore."
Rubbing fingers between the triggers, Gin didn't look at Song Xueyi's expression again: "I've never loved you either."
This sentence is very straightforward, without the slightest hesitation, it is so true that it makes people collapse, and it also casts a fog of confusion on everything.
Song Xueyi stood up leaning against the wall, with her right hand covering her left shoulder, and the maroon bangs cast a shadow on his forehead to cover his current expression. Song Xueyi knew that his current expression must be ugly...
"Pa-ta, pa-ta..." The transparent liquid slipped from the cheeks, mixed with some disgusting blood and fell into the smelly soil, the lips clinging up and down, trembling.
Gin lowered the brim of his hat, evoking a sneering smile, the thick and disgusting malice almost turned into substance: "Why, are you so scared that you are crying?"
"No... I'm just angry..." Song Xueyi raised her head, her black eyes filled with hot tears: "You don't have to hide this kind of thing from me, I care about you, It's not your identity! I don't care what kind of cold-blooded devil you are, I only know..."
"You are the person I love the most in this life!" Song Xueyi rushed forward and hugged Gin tightly, the gun pointing at the heart was regarded as a [hypocrisy] joker card, he tried his best to shout out, with that bitter and With a sweet appearance, it is as touching as a singing thorn bird.
Qin Jiu lowered his hand weakly, and the □ which symbolized death fell heavily to the ground, the deliberate ruthless indifference was completely broken, and the deep voice was mixed with a few imperceptible sobs: "You...you should know...you can't ..."
"I know..." Song Xueyi let go of the gin and clasped his fingers tightly, the warmth of the palm gradually passed over, even though it was blocked by blood: "I am your accomplice."
Gin kissed Song Xueyi's lips, with madness, doting, and fragility...
Thank you world for allowing me to meet you...
This is the tender declaration of Mr. Killer.
Thank you fate for making you fall in love with me...
This is the true confession of Mr. Sheep.
Little Milan in the corridor ushered in the first ray of morning light, and small pale yellow flowers bloomed proudly.
It was a miracle, and maybe not a miracle.
The flower language of Milan flower is...
Where there is love, life blossoms.
The author has something to say: Thanks to the little angels for their company all the way
From 0 collections to 97 collections now
From 0 comments to now 38 comments
From 0 nutrient solution to the current 9 irrigation
It can be said
This is the greatest happiness in the world
it's over soon
But the sugar is probably enough... next time you swallow a knife...
At last……
Thank you little angels ^ω^
☆, extra
2018.3.6
Today, I still do part-time jobs in the coffee shop and greet those regular customers, but rather than chatting with the old regular customers, I would rather look more at the dessert shop opposite.
Sure enough, at 4 o'clock, he came out to write today's Twitter on the small blackboard outside the door!
The short chestnut hair seems to be soaked in the sun, and the smile is clean and gentle. With a neat white shirt, it is my ideal type~
Love it, love it, I've confirmed my eyes, it's the one I want to love.
2018.3.8
It has been raining for the past few days, and the weather is chaotic, but after looking at the people in the dessert shop opposite, I feel better unconsciously.
Today's rain is a bit heavy. I saw a little cat curled up outside the dessert shop, looking very pitiful.
Just when I was thinking this way, the boy with chestnut hair rushed out and picked up the little cat. The clean white shirt was also wet a lot, and then he took the cat back to the dessert shop.
Really kind...
But he seemed to be reprimanded by his store manager, and he seemed to be depressed a lot...
Oh...my heart hurts...
2018.3.9
Alas... I made my store manager angry today.
Probably because I was distracted...
Because today I was staring at the chestnut-haired boy in a daze and giggling again.
Logically speaking, the store manager shouldn't be angry...but the store manager is not only angry...even the corners of his eyes are red...and he said he won't make me dinner...
But the store manager still made dinner for me, with a tangled face like a little daughter-in-law, really delicious.
Let me say quietly, I am sharing a room with the store manager.
2018.3.11
Today, a man in black came to the dessert shop across the street. Looking at his back, he must be very handsome~
But I still like the chestnut-haired boy.
He is the treasure of the world, a little angel~
When the man in black came out, the young man with chestnut hair was smiling softly, like a spring breeze blowing willows.
I've never seen him smile so beautifully... Who is that man in black?
But for some reason, the store manager didn't seem to like the chestnut-haired boy.
A little bit disappointed... and a little... secretly happy?
Tsk, annoying.
2018.3.20
The store manager was sick and had a bad fever, so I gave up the chance to see the boy with chestnut hair and stayed with him in the hospital.
He was very cute when he was asleep, holding my hand all the time, raving to tell me not to leave...
How should I put it...I actually feel very happy!?
Maybe I have a fever too...
2018.3.25
I'm broken in love...although it's just a one-sided secret love...
I went to Mihua Park tonight and saw that chestnut-haired boy inadvertently.
I was a little tangled in secretly standing aside, but when I finally mustered up the courage to go forward, he was hugged by a man.
It was the silver-haired man from that day.
They kissed lingeringly together, and it can be seen from their tightly embracing figures...
They love each other very much...
The cast lights illuminated only where they stood.
I know, I have no chance.
But the strange thing is that I didn't feel sad, didn't go to the bar and get drunk, didn't cry like a child...
I have only one thought...
I want to see the store manager, I want to hug him, I want to rub his hair, I want to eat the dinner he made for me, I want to have everything about him...
I probably know why this is...
2018.3.26
I am in love.
I have never paid attention to my back, so I will ignore the people who have always loved me.
I'm always pissing him off, I'm always giving him trouble, and I'm always hurting him...
So I decided to...
I want to spend the rest of my life loving him.
I hope that the chestnut-haired boy who is as warm as the sun will continue to be happy forever.
The author has something to say: the stories of passers-by will also have twists and turns
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