"I bet you love me, do you think I can win?"
There are fifty strings of brocade strings for no reason, each string and column is reminiscent of the past.
17-Year-old Ying Jue met a man on the street. She remembered that the man looked down at her, holding a cigarette in his mouth and smiling.
Ying Jue took a few steps back and stared at him fiercely. The man reached out, pulled her hair and whispered in her ear, his voice slightly hoarse.
"Wait for me..."
Before the man could finish speaking, Ying Jue bit his arm. The man picked her up and carried her to the end of the street. Ying Jue never let go, and blood slowly flowed from the man's arm.
The man smiled and put Yingjue down. His eyes were covered by his bangs that were wet from the rain. They were facing each other, one was smiling and the other had blood at the corner of his mouth. Blood was flowing from one's arm, and one's eyes stared blankly at him.
Ying Jue looked at him, opened his mouth, and said in an inexplicable voice that sounded like the man's smile: "If you have a new love, I will kill you. I will wait for you, Zhou Zhuiyi."
Can this feeling be remembered? It was just that I was at a loss at that time
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Madman × Psychopath
Intention: Study hard