She stepped forward and stepped into the circle of light... Here she comes... A muffled bang gently tore apart the night... Red raindrops floated thinly from the sky... The air was filled with a sweet and fishy smell...
"Gudong"! Fang Ping's round head fell directly... Mixed with the red liquid falling from the sky, and sprayed it hard in every corner around... The side of the trail... In the forest... On the treetops... There was blood-red everywhere...
Fingers and toes are all free again... Joyfully spreading everywhere they want to go.
The fallen head rolled excitedly on the ground a few times... Accidentally... The right eye fell out, with long nerves attached to it, and the blood and brain matter that spurted out were all stained on my face... So I still dragged it a long way...
Fang Ping's head is still smiling...
Still so happy...
Still so weird...