(Double death BE, both are crazy and neither is normal)
One, I secretly took photos of him and stalked him. I wanted him to be the only one around me, all because I loved him.
Second, he discovered me. Why did I hide so secretly? He gave me an injection. What was in the injection? Then I fainted
Three, it was so dark. I was sitting on a chair with my limbs tied. I forced myself to open my eyes and saw a person sitting in front of me. He spoke, and his voice was so familiar.
Four, he locked me in a house. I had a big iron ball locked around my ankle. I couldn't move or speak. I was on a chair almost every day.
Five, I wanted to escape. I loved him, so I killed him.
Six, I couldn't stand the days without him, so I stabbed myself crazily with the knife I used to kill him.
Look, we'll be together in the end
Intention: It turns out that I am crazy