That Day Was My End

So red, so red, so red... The blood splattered from Zhang's split body was flowing freely on the ground like dye. It hurts, it hurts, it hurts... The exposed bones of the broken arm spattered to the ground like cotton. Haha, haha, haha... The sound of laughter coming out of the cracked nerves was like tears falling on the palm of my hand without money. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.