DipNovel Chapter 157 The Boy in the Painting (43)
Chapter 157 The Boy in the Painting (43)
Chapter 157 The Boy in the Painting (43)
This was the birthday gift her parents gave her that day. Not long ago, they had vaguely sensed that something was wrong, but they didn't know when the tragedy would happen, so they gave their seven-year-old daughter a gift with complicated emotions.
Life-saving, or a blessing gift.
They expected that this gift would never be used, but they never thought that after the tragedy, the introverted and timid Lin Jiu would use this dagger to kill for more than ten years.
And Lin Jiu himself never imagined that this dagger would actually pierce that devil's heart.
The sharp knife enters the body without hindrance.
The area of the heart is probably from the second to the fourth intercostal space on the left edge of the sternum. Lin Jiu is very skilled, but when she saw the bright red blood gushing out, she was still in a daze for a while in disbelief.
His fingertips trembled, and the dagger fell to the ground with a crisp ding.
He... doesn't resist?
Lin Jiu stood there in a daze, his face was covered with spattered blood. The young man who was also wearing camouflage uniform beside him was not stupid. He raised his hand and shot a few times, and at the same time quickly pulled Lin Jiu back.
Gu Yiyi opened her eyes.
She didn't hear the sound, but smelled blood.
The bloody smell, so strong that it almost covered up the fragrance of wisteria flowers, filled the breath.
She didn't hear the sound, but smelled the smell of blood, which was so strong that it almost covered the scent of wisteria flowers.
"Why don't you hide?"
The white and slender fingertips touched it tremblingly, but only touched the hand covered with blood. The boy ignored the two uninvited guests who were secretly vigilant, but held the little girl in his arms, and walked downstairs step by step.
The little girl's soft and waxy voice was already crying: "Mu Chen!"
The boy finally lowered his eyelashes.
His eyebrows and eyes were pale and beautiful, but there were a few small wounds drawn by sand and stones, and blood flowed down, dyeing the young man with a touch of strangeness.
"Yiyi..." She heard the boy's familiar clean and clear voice, probably because of serious injuries, she spoke slowly.
But his ending was cheerful and brisk, with a sense of grievance, like a child who was coldly and violently abused by his parents: "You are finally willing to talk to me."
"What's wrong with you?" She finally asked softly.
The young man stared at him, his eyes curved, and said, "Is Yiyi caring about me? I knew you were the softest."
"It doesn't matter, I should be dying. There are about... more than ten minutes? Who made me the most important core sacrifice of the formation."
The little girl's heart skipped a beat.
The boy continued to say to himself:
"I know you will hate me, but it doesn't matter, anyway, there will be no creatures other than you in this world, not even me."
"This is your country alone, your world alone."
"At the beginning, you may be bored because there is nothing here, and you will recall many people, but after time passes slowly, you will only remember me alone."
"Isn't it?"
The boy laughed: "Because I caused all this, whether it's hate or love."
He tilted his head slightly, his beautiful glass-colored eyes slender and hooked a smile, looking directly at the little girl who was a little afraid to dodge: "Yiyi, you will always miss me."
His voice was incredibly soft, but it made the little girl feel chills all over her body, as if she was placed in a world of ice and snow, her limbs were frozen stiff by the cold wind:
"Until you die, forever..."
No, I take it back, next chapter Oak
(End of this chapter)