this damn love

If you think about it this way, it can also be explained why Fu Jiang is able to hook up wantonly.

Anyway, being killed by those men can also be resurrected, so naturally there is nothing to fear.

All the thoughts were just for a moment, Lian suddenly smelled an unpleasant smell coming from Fu Jiang's body, and couldn't help pushing her, "Go take a bath."

"Okay!" Fu Jiang happily tiptoed and kissed Lian loudly on the cheek, humming happily and went to the bathroom.

Lian wiped her face, feeling a little funny.

Fu Jiang, who doesn't hook up with men everywhere, is still quite obedient, which makes her sometimes have the illusion of keeping a pet.

The next day, Lian consulted Fu Jiang's opinion and gave her a withdrawal procedure, and also explained the situation to Takizawa privately, using the excuse that Fu Jiang was fine and they collectively hallucinated that day.

Hearing this news, Takizawa almost collapsed, "How is it possible! I saw it before my eyes! Everyone is scrambling to chop her into pieces..."

"Stop!" Li'an made a stop gesture in disgust, and warned, "Anyway, Fu Jiang is fine, so don't think too much about it. Could it be that you want to go to jail for murder?"

Takizawa was frightened, and repeatedly promised to keep the secret with others, to keep his mouth shut, and not to get to the bottom of it.

But the incident did not gradually subside as Lian expected.

Fu Jiang stayed at home for two days, couldn't bear the loneliness and went out again, and began to stay out at night.

Lian saw it and didn't say anything. If Fu Jiang came back, he would prepare meals, and if he didn't come back, he would live by himself.

On the seventh day, Fu Jiang came back within two hours of going out after eating breakfast. Lian smiled in surprise, "I forgot something? What's the matter today-"

Before he finished speaking, Fu Jiang hugged him tightly and said coquettishly, "Lian, I miss you so much."

Lian patted her on the shoulder and said with a smile, "Didn't you just go out?"

The delicate body in her arms froze, Lian frowned slightly, and glanced at the sailor suit on the girl, "I remember, you didn't wear this outfit when you went out just now, when did you change it?"

And the smell on her body, Lian sniffed her nose, keenly aware that there was a little blood smell, which was completely different from the smell of lemon shampoo after taking a shower before going out in the morning.

Lian took a step back and looked at her warily, "What did you do?"

Fu Jiang stared at her, parted his red lips, and smiled slowly, "As expected of you, you are always so sharp."

"I didn't change my clothes," she said lightly, with a rare emotion similar to disgust in Lian's face, casually playing with Kodan's painted nails, "It seems that you have already met other people."

"Others?" Li'an's heart trembled, and a chill ran up her spine, and she immediately took a step back, "Aren't you Fu Jiang?!"

Fu Jiang admired her shocked face with great interest. He raised his fingers and brushed away a lock of temple hair. The mole under his eyes lined his snow-white skin, and his smile was enchanting and charming. "Of course I am Fu Jiang, but she is also Fu Jiang."

"If you want to talk about the difference, I am one of the Fu Jiangs who were dismembered, and she is the Fu Jiang who grew up after I accidentally cut my finger that day, and the blood on the fragments washed into the sewer."

Lian listened to her words, and the unpleasant smell on Fu Jiang's body when he came back flashed in her mind. She thought it was the breath of resurrection, but it turned out to be the stench of the sewer.

Wait, she grabbed the key word, "Blood? Does it mean that even a little of your blood will split into new individuals?"

It is not enough to be resurrected from the dead, and it can also be split. What kind of existence is Fu Jiang in front of him?

Fu Jiang stared at her, with a wanton smile on his face, and a vague sadness in his eyes. He approached her step by step, and applauded unhurriedly, "You have always been so smart. That's right, that's what you guessed." In that way, not only blood, but a single hair of mine can split the new Fu Jiang."

When she said this, obvious hatred flashed in her eyes, which was caught by Lian who had been paying attention to her.

It seems that Fu Jiang is at odds with each other?

Lian pondered, "The so-called new Fu Jiang doesn't mean that his intelligence is like a baby's." She remembered that when she first met Fu Jiang on the street, she acted exactly the same as now.

Fu Jiang looked at her appreciatively, "Yes, we share memories with each other and always maintain the appearance of this age."

"Those who are loved by men and hated by women always end up being cut into pieces," she spread her hands in a hugging gesture, approaching step by step, "and the memory of being treated tenderly by you, We all have them."

Lian was forced to press her back against the shoe cabinet, there was no way to retreat, and she curled her fingers quietly.

Fu Jiang tilted his head and asked forcefully, "What's the matter, I'm back, are you unhappy? Don't you welcome me?"

During the words, the tears flickering in her eyes touched the secret memory in Lian's heart.

"I am back"

"Welcome home."

Or, "I'm leaving."

"Be careful on the road."

What a simple conversation, every time she said it, no one would respond.

She looked down at Fu Jiang, they were so close that their chests were almost touching, Fu Jiang looked at her with red lips curled up, waiting quietly for the result.

Lian sighed silently, opened her arms towards Fu Jiang, and smiled, "Welcome home." She couldn't refuse Fu Jiang, just like she couldn't refuse herself who longed for love and to be loved.

"Lian!" Fu Jiang burst into her arms with a smile, pure and glamorous like a poppy exuding a seductive aura.

Lian lowered her eyes and gently combed her hair.

The existence of Fu Jiang is probably to seduce people's primitive desires.Like Eve's apple, it lures people to hell.

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From this day on, Lian and Fu Jiang seemed to have reached an unspoken understanding.

Lian never asked Fu Jiang where he went, what he did when he went out, or which Fu Jiang came back.

She just prepared meals as usual, and if Fu Jiang came back by chance, she would take a bath together and talk about her recent relationship history, but the ending was always the same and she was dismembered.

When going to bed at night, Fu Jiang would squeeze up and insist on sharing the quilt with Lian, and would not let her go.

At the beginning, Fu Jiang didn't have many people, and she only came here every now and then, borrowing clothes and money, complaining about the disgusting bugs crawling out of her eyes, how hateful those men are.

Lian comforted them, provided them with a place to stay, and then watched Fu Jiang blow kisses one by one to say goodbye to her.

Later, there were probably more and more divisions, and when everyone appeared, they crowded together, one, two... At most, five Fu Jiangs came home at the same time, and they couldn't tolerate each other. One said a word more, looked at it more than one would feel angry, from insulting to fighting, trying every means to fight for Lian's favor.

Sometimes Fu Jiang would smile pretty at her, sit on your lap and hug her neck coquettishly, "Lian, do you love me?"

At first, Lian just patted their heads, smiled and said nothing.

Fu Jiang thought it was the default, so he left contentedly.

Three months later, there were many fujiangs in this small town, and they ran to Lian's house angrily, asking one by one, "Lian, why aren't you angry when you see me hanging out with other men! Do you really love me?" ?”

Lian looked at her tenderly, "As long as you are happy, I have nothing else to ask for."

This time, Fu Jiang learned to be smart, shaking her arm and not letting go, pouted her red lips unhappily to blame, and stubbornly asked for an answer, "No, you still have to answer me directly, whether you love me or not!"

So Lian looked at her, tender and compassionate, "I want to love you, but I dare not."

Fu Jiang was stunned, "What do you mean?"

Lian stroked her fair and smooth cheeks with her fingers, and sighed, "We are very similar, but we are still different."

"What's the difference?" Fu Jiang didn't understand, and grabbed her hand eagerly.

They are so similar, so she understands and loves her, what's wrong?

She has always thought this way, and it was not until recently that she realized that if Lian loves her, she should be like other men, and those who are possessive will kill her, instead of being a close sister like she is now.

Lian shook her head, "My love is absolute and unique, and will never change until death. I want to love you, but there are so many people in Fujiang, and my love has to be distributed to many people, which I can't do; besides, what I want Love is also loyal, if it is not possible, I would rather not."

"So, I can't love you. I just want to see you happy." Withdrawing her hand abruptly from Fu Jiang's clenched hand, Li An smiled as usual, with tears in her eyes, "Hungry Come on, come and eat."

She turned around and walked towards the kitchen with sobs, her thin body trembling slightly as if she was overwhelmed.

He didn't see Fu Jiang's dark eyes for a moment behind him.She has never seen someone with such a great love as Lian, how could she not get it! ?No, she is not reconciled!

If it's because of her, then, if "Fu Jiang" is the only one...

Since that day, Fu Jiang in the small town has gradually decreased.

They slaughtered each other frantically, and dragged the corpses to the incinerator in the town, where they were burned to ashes one by one, even the bloody clothes.

As if they had secretly agreed, Lian could not be disturbed until the winner appeared.So Lian seemed to know nothing, and read and ate as usual every day, and she was much quieter.

Finally one day, the doorbell rang again.

She got up and opened the door, and the pure and charming Fu Jiang in white clothes stood at the door. She covered her lips and smiled lightly, "I'm back." The laughter was clear and sweet, full of the pride of the winner.

Lian looked at her, "Which Fu Jiang are you?"

Fu Jiang said, "It's the one from your neighbor's house."

Lian remembered that the owner of that family was a fat man with a big belly, and the walls here were not well soundproofed, and he and Fu Jiang could often be heard talking, "Are you the only one?"

Fu Jiang caressed the tear mole under his eyes, and his gestures were all enchanting, "Yes, it's only me."

"Welcome home." Lian then let the door open.

Cook for Fu Jiang as usual, bathe her, and pour a glass of milk to help her sleep.

Fu Jiang fell asleep satisfied, and Li An stood in front of the bed overlooking her beautiful sleeping face, and sneered.

After waking up, Fu Jiang was shocked to find that he was tightly tied to the wheelchair by the rope, and Yulian was pushing her forward, "What are you going to do!"

Lian stopped and sighed, "You shouldn't have woken up, just fell asleep and died like this, so that you won't have another painful memory of being hurt, how good it is."

Fu Jiang's face changed drastically, "Why did you kill me!?"

Li An lovingly touched her head, "Because of this, you are too dirty."

The body that has been touched by another man makes me sick just thinking about it.

She took out a tube of black-red blood from her pocket and shook it, "Fu Jiang in my mind is clean."

"So, you can die."

Amid Fu Jiang's wailing and begging for mercy, she remained unmoved and firmly threw her into the incinerator step by step.

Then he took the tube of blood and returned to his home.

She dripped blood in the bathtub, quietly waiting for a new Fu Jiang to grow.

First is the beautiful head, then the smooth torso, and finally the slender limbs.

Half a month later, Fu Jiang came out of the bathtub, completely naked, with skin as white as jade, and a pair of beautiful eyes staring at Lian sadly and resentfully, "Lian, do you love me or not?"

Lian opened the bath towel and embraced her, and wiped her wet long hair, "I prepared your favorite salmon sushi for you, let's eat first."

Fu Jiang was followed by her holding hands, and his hostility slowly dissipated in the familiar warm scene.

She was a little bit disappointed, "You are still like this, never answering me directly... But it's okay, I love you enough," holding her arm and smiling, "Only you, Lian, will always be so good for me."

The corner of Lian's mouth curled up in an imperceptible and weird way.

She never said love lightly, so she imprisoned Fu Jiang's confused heart in the name of not loving.

Tell me, does she love Fu Jiang or not?