Elizabeth: purple sand lover
Hannibal: Psychologist
Only by being close to death again and again can you feel the feeling of being alive.
Hannibal kicked open the door and broke the rope holding you.
The lips were blue and purple, and the face was suffocatingly flushed.
"Ah, it's the doctor."
You gasped for air, and your body's instinctive behavior made you feel the urge to live. At the same time, your throat felt as hot as if you wanted to be cut with a knife.
"If I had come in any later, you would have died here."
"So what." You spread your hands indifferently and coughed.
Hannibal grabbed your neck and you felt the pain of suffocation again.
"Why don't we change our psychotherapy to a near-death experience next time?"
He said, teasingly loosening his grip on you, then waiting for you to regain your breath, he strangled your neck again.
"Doctor, this is too much."
"On the contrary, I think I'm saving your mental health."
"Oh, the ogre will also teach others to cherish life?"
"It's just to satisfy your near-death pursuit, little Isa."
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1. The author loves his father. His three views are correct three times, and his three views are incorrect the second time. If you don't mind, please don't disturb me.
2. There's no reason why everyone's names are Elizabeth Marquez. It's just that they're too lazy to choose names, so why not give them all names like this?
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