worn after Zha Shouzuo's death

Just as Ji Huai's eyes touched Song Ci, he paused for a moment, but when he saw the blood on Song Ci's face clearly, his eyes sank dangerously.

With a smile on Wang Siruo's face, she folded her arms and said softly, "You are finally here."

At this moment, she seemed to be in a daze, and what she recalled repeatedly in her mind was the scene when she was imprisoned in a dark room many years ago.

That place was really dark, you couldn't see your fingers, and even the sound of breathing seemed to melt into the deep sea, and was hidden.

Choking, cramping, numbness.

And wait until the moment when the light appears——

It was the man who came over.

And what happened next is something she will never forget in her life.

Seeing the scene many years ago reappearing in front of his eyes now, but with a different person, Wang Siruo was in a daze for a moment, and a bloodthirsty impulse came to his heart.

Why can Song Ci be liked by so many people?

Why is his life so good when he is also wearing books?Can he get a lover who is devoted to him?

Since their relationship is really that good...

Then give it a try.

Song Ci screamed like crazy: "Ji Huai, Ji Huai—"

Get out of here quickly!It's dangerous here!

The person standing behind Song Ci immediately stepped forward, and rudely stuffed a ball of black cloth into Song Ci's mouth, but Song Ci almost bit off half of his palm.

The man hissed and gasped, raised his hand and slapped Song Ci hard.

It just hit Song Ci's face that was scratched, and it turned red after a while, looking very creepy.

Ji Huai's face was extremely gloomy, he barely restrained the desire to rush forward, and turned his head to look at Wang Siruo: "What do you want?"

"Don't be nervous," Wang Siruo walked slowly to Song Ci's side, put her hand on the edge of the chair behind Song Ci, her eyes were raised, and she looked at Ji Huai, "I don't really like breaking up lovers. Especially those who are deeply affectionate, I heard that you have a very good relationship, I want to see it with my own eyes."

She doesn't believe that there is such a vigorous love.

People who don't do it for themselves will be punished by heaven and earth.

Song Ci is just a gadget, she must make Song Ci realize this.

——She wanted to tear off Song Ci's mask of self-deception, and let him see the reality clearly. Not everyone likes him, and he is not that important at all.

He doesn't matter at all.

In the eyes of the person he loves most, he is nothing!

He and she are the same, and there is no difference!

Wang Siruo put her hand on Song Ci's shoulder, smiling, she bent down, pulled out a dagger from behind, and threw it out, the dagger landed in front of Ji Huai in a graceful arc .

Wang Siruo looked at Ji Huai without blinking, but it didn't look like she was looking at him. She seemed to be standing in another void, and saw herself lying on the ground dying, already tortured out of shape. When she heard the sound of the door opening, she tried her best to Raising his head and seeing Ji Hui coming, his eyes burst into ecstasy.

If time can go back, she will do everything to stop herself, don't wishful thinking, and never pin all her hopes on a man.

No matter how much she loves him.

If that was the case, the ending would not have been that way.

She won't be left with so many scars.

— But it doesn't matter.

The person who left the scar on her body has been chopped up by her own hands, and the person who left the scar on her heart, she will slowly pay back the debt.

What an interesting play today.

Ji Hui's figure slowly overlapped with Ji Huai's.

Wang Siruo's eyes settled down, and the corners of his lips twitched: "Song Ci has three ropes on his body. If you stab yourself three times, I will cut all the ropes."

Song Ci began to struggle again, roaring non-stop, but only indistinct whimpers came out.

He knew it would be so.

Ji Hui chooses between Wang Siruo and the original partner, and the original partner bets on how much weight he and Wang Siruo have in Ji Hui's heart.

And Wang Siruo let Ji Huai make the choice, there was no third party, so the bargaining chip was... Song Ci's life.

How much weight does Song Ci's life have in Ji Huai's heart?

What can he do for him?

does he love him

What Wang Siruo wants most is to see the past repeat itself. She wants Song Ci to experience what she has experienced before!

She didn't want to see Ji Huai coming over at all, or she wanted Ji Huai to turn around and leave after listening to the request.

Song Ci's eyes almost popped out, he stared at Ji Huai intently, wanting him to go, so hurry up.

This man surnamed Wang is a lunatic!No matter what choice Ji Huai made, she wanted to kill them all today!

But Ji Huai didn't seem to have received Song Ci's hint, he slowly took a step forward and picked up the dagger on the ground.

The dagger is very sharp, and the blade glows with a cold light.

He picked up the knife, turned it twice in his hand, and looked up at Wang Siruo: "What if I do it, why don't you let him go?"

At this time, Wang Siruo's full attention was on Ji Huai's movements. Hearing this, her eyes turned, and the people around her immediately stepped forward, and brought her another knife. She put the blade close to the rope tied to Song Ci's body. Between: "Fair trade, if you make a cut, I will cut it."

"Okay." Ji Huai smiled softly, and immediately he threw the dagger, changed direction, and faced himself, and immediately, without hesitation, stabbed the knife in his thigh.

The movements are clean and neat, without any sloppiness.

Blood spilled down the legs, dripping and staining the ground red.

That blow was probably very painful. Even though Ji Huaidang's face was pale, he couldn't even stand still. He leaned forward and knelt down slowly on the ground, even frowning.

Song Ci's pupils shrank suddenly, and he felt that the knife didn't seem to have stabbed Ji Huai's body, but pierced his heart sharply and directly.

He struggled again, it was really desperate strength, he couldn't even hold down Wang Siruo who was in a daze, and the iron chair was overturned again.

"You..." Wang Siruo didn't bother about Song Ci, and looked at Ji Huai fixedly, her eyes were filled with terrifying red bloodshot eyes, like a female ghost, she seemed to be in disbelief, but at the same time very incomprehensible "Why are you so obedient? Are you really not afraid of my repentance?"

"I'm afraid," Ji Huai said slowly, kneeling on the ground and covering his legs, "how can I not be afraid."

Wang Siruo said frantically: "Then you're still going? Why don't you even hesitate—"

At this moment, a horse boy staggered in from the back door and shouted loudly: "Sister Wang! Sister Wang is not good! There is a sneak attack!"

The sound of gunfire with a silencer ripped through the quiet night, like a bomb dropped into deep water, and like a clarion call to start a fight, everyone's attention was focused on the back door.

As soon as Wang Siruo turned his head to look back, an extremely swift and fierce figure rushed over. Wang Siruo reacted very quickly and stepped back, but his face was already scratched, blood splashed out, and the blood line spread along his cheeks Going down, half of her face was dyed red, which looked shocking.

Ji Huai held the dagger in his hand and stood firmly without any trace of injury. Seeing Wang Siruo retreating, he immediately bullied him, leaving no time for her to react: "So this knife was not drawn in vain. , the injury you caused Song Ci to suffer before was not in vain..."

The wind of the knife was as fast as lightning, as fast as the wind, and every blow was ruthless and accurate. The horse boy beside Wang Siruo hurried forward, picked up the iron rod to join the battle, and helped her block it.

Ji Huai's eyes were sharp and extremely cold, as if he wanted to nail Wang Siruo to death alive, and his voice was sharp, like cutting gold and jade: "Every wound and every drop of blood he received, I will make it worse. to ask you back—"

The guards at the back door were like a bowl of hot oil being poured into the fire, all of them were boiling, and the sound of gunshots, hand-to-hand combat, and collisions of knives were all mixed together.

Ji Huai's movements seemed to have been professionally trained, the iron rod in Ma Zai's hand was swung at him heavily, but he dodged it, and immediately grabbed Ma Zai's elbow and folded his backhand, the iron rod immediately fall down.

Ma Zai reacted very quickly. When he bent down, the other hand turned into a fist and attacked Ji Huai. Ji Huai didn't dodge this time. With a stab, it was sent into Ma Zai's body.

Then he drew the dagger.

Warm and sticky blood gushes out, forming a blood arrow, splashing in the air.

There was blood all over the dagger.

Ma Zai was stabbed, his eyes turned red in an instant, and he immediately waved his fists to meet him. Ji Huai raised his leg and swept across, and the dagger in his hand pierced his chest again, drawing a long slit. The next moment, Ma Zai Zai was kicked away mercilessly.

Blood splattered.

There was constant screaming and cursing from the back door.

Wang Siruo didn't expect Ji Huai's strength to be so powerful. She was currently in a state of being attacked from both sides. She wiped the corner of her mouth and took out a small silver gun without any hesitation. She pointed it at Ji Huai and was about to pull it. The moment the trigger was triggered, she was thrown down.

——It turned out to be Song Ci.

His hands were full of bloodstains, which were all worn out by the blade, and he used the knife that Wang Siruo got stuck between the ropes to forcibly cut all the ropes that bound him.

Wang Siruo stared at him, stretched out his hand and pushed him away. To her surprise, Song Ci's body was as light as a piece of paper, and it didn't weigh much at all.

It opened as soon as it was lifted.

Ji Huai also noticed this side, and wanted to rush over: "Xiaoci!"

But he was entangled by the people who rushed over after noticing that Wang Siruo was in danger.

Wang Siruo didn't care about Ji Huai, her eyes were shining with a strange light, she got up from the ground, her hair was disheveled, half of her face was covered with blood, her eyes were full of madness and extreme determination, she looked at Song Ci, all Regardless of dropping the gun in her hand, she acted as if she had discovered something so exciting: "Ha, I got it, I got it!"

Song Ci's face was pale, and he struggled to sit up from the ground, full of fear and despair.

He could sense that he was about to become transparent.

He couldn't control his body.

Wang Siruo turned his head to look at Ji Huai like a complete lunatic: "Aren't you going to take a look at your Xiaoci? Don't you really want to know his origin? See what kind of monster he is! For Is such a thing worth your self-mutilation!"

Ji Huai's mind was shocked, and he couldn't help turning his head to look in Song Ci's direction.

But Song Ci happened to be in the shadow cast by an instrument on the ground, and he could only see his paper-white side face, and at this moment, the person who was fighting with him hit him down with a stick, hitting Ji Ji in the middle. On Huai's back, Ji Huai let out a muffled snort of pain, his eyes suddenly became fierce and violent, he turned around and continued to entangle with that person.

That muffled hum was magnified countless times, and echoed in Song Ci's heart, shaking endlessly.

Wang Siruo laughed wildly at the side: "Hahahaha, Ji Huai, have you really understood the person next to you? You treasure him so much, has he ever put any trust in you? Does he depend on you for even a second? ? Don’t you want to know what all this is about?”

Wang Siruo is like a witch who is extremely vicious, her voice is full of bewitching and hooks, and she vows to tease out the deepest worries and anxieties in people's hearts, as well as all other negative emotions, and play with them wantonly.

During the fight, Ji Huai's figure froze, and he was successfully attacked again, and his faint upper hand seemed to be overwhelmed.

Song Ci closed his eyes, as if he had made up his mind, and he calmed down unprecedentedly at this moment.

Don't panic.

Don't be in a hurry.

He looked at Wang Siruo, and tightly clenched his palm with trembling fingertips.

Wang Siruo shouted loudly: "Do you know the secrets of this world? You have been kept in the dark. It's so sad. I want to be a good person. Song Ci is too cowardly. I want to tell you everything Song Ci didn't say. Let me tell you everything, in fact, the world—”

Her voice stopped suddenly.

Pointing directly at her chest was the dropped gun.

A blood hole appeared in her chest, and the blood flowed down slowly. The expression on her face was still at the moment of ferocious madness, which was extremely distorted.

Wang Siruo couldn't say the rest of the sentence anymore, she fell down, her eyes were still open.

Song Ci was panting violently, sucking in air continuously, like a person who was dying and extremely hypoxic, he stumbled to her, stretched out his hand and ruthlessly tore off the black rope around her neck.

When someone saw Wang Siruo fell to the ground, he went mad instantly. While yelling that you all should die, he took out a small black button.

The human voice boiled, and the tearing was extremely sharp: "Evacuate! Evacuate!!!!"

Ji Huai rushed over in twos and threes, hugged Song Ci, and ran out in big strides.

The moment he jumped out of the door, there was only a loud bang, and scorching air waves rose from the ground, weighing as much as a thousand ounces, and pushed the two of them out fiercely.

A huge tongue of flame spread out, like a giant beast covered in flames, licking this small world.

Everyone's eyes were stabbed red.

In the next moment, it seemed as if the space had been distorted and deformed, and everything was full of a sense of disobedience. The time was stretched extremely long, and one second seemed to spread into an entire century.

There seems to be a countdown clock in the void, spinning rapidly.

Ji Huai and Song Ci fell to the ground, extremely embarrassed, Song Ci's face was covered with blood and dust, only his eyes were bright - but that was because of the watery light.

He looked at Ji Huai with unprecedented sadness and pain in his eyes, extremely sad.

Ji Huai heard a huge humming sound.

He subconsciously pulled Song Ci's hand, wanting to hold him in his arms and comfort him.

Song Ci reached out and stroked his face, muttering something.

Ji Huai didn't hear clearly.

Immediately, Song Ci put his hands on the back of his head and kissed him tremblingly.

The flames filled the sky, dyeing half of the sky blood red, and it seemed that even the moon was dyed an ominous red, making it dark.

The bloody smell splashing into the sky was entangled with the scorched breath, and was swept away by the long wind.

The scalding temperature is close at hand.

The two were beside the fire, their lips and teeth intertwined, and they hugged each other tightly.

The temperature of Song Ci's body was gradually losing, Ji Huai felt that something was wrong, he stretched out his hand to hug Song Ci tightly, as if only in this way could he gain a little sense of security.

But that time he didn't touch anything.

Ji Huai opened his eyes abruptly, but there was only an empty mass of air in front of him.

"Small—" Ji Huai was flustered, his chest seemed to have been hollowed out by someone, and there was a big hole when the wind blew. He wanted to shout something, as if it was a person's name, but he couldn't do it no matter what. Can't figure out who he is going to call.

Why is he here?

What is he doing here?

where is this place?

And why was he hurt?

Was there someone by his side just now?

Who the hell is that person?

Ji Huai's head suddenly felt a sharp pain, as if he had been pierced, he raised his hand to cover his head, the pain was unbearable for the first time in his life, and he wanted to moan. .

A massive dizziness hit, and Ji Huai closed his eyes.