(Third person in the text)
In my tenth year here, I picked up a guy.
White shirt, white jacket, white water boots, and white hair. He didn't have a name, so I called him Xiaobai.
Xiaobai is very good-looking and loves to laugh. She always calls me tenderly: "Yisha."
He probably likes me too, right? …
Just——
Why are you acting weird, Xiaobai?
I was attracted by his face at first, and then I found that he was the same as me. We were the same kind of people, so no matter how crazy and abnormal he was, I just used it as the spice of life.
I believe that if you love someone, you must accept their imperfections.
Until that day, when he stabbed his precious dagger directly through my heart, I realized that I seemed to be a love brain.
It turns out that every time he acted abnormally, he was simulating killing me over and over again in his mind.
After I left without looking back, I thought everything would calm down.
Result——
He's even crazier.
When he caught up with me, his pupils seemed to be dripping with blood, and he looked like an evil spirit.
Then I ran faster.
Me: "Don't even think about killing me again."
Murderer: "Don't go... Please..."
In short, Xiaobai is not normal. Normal people are not like him. I don't need to say more.
Purpose: Be a good person