——Introduction:
Man Hanliu, an art student with good grades.
Her appearance is very distinctive, with short silver-white hair, pale skin, and long bangs covering her green eyes.
For a long time, she didn't want to go out.
When she first arrived in China, she was not very good at speaking Chinese, and her congenital deficiencies made her physically weak. Everyone shunned her like a snake or a scorpion, secretly calling her a monster. It was also at that time that she met the lover who trapped her throughout her life.
Wrong expression.
Extreme thoughts.
Just a little bit, Man Hanliu was just a little bit close to destroying that girl with a high ponytail and pear dimples at the corners of her mouth when she smiled. She was too embarrassed to face her, so she went her own way and enrolled in the ordinary high school farthest from Linghuai City.
But one day, she found that everything around her was abnormal. There seemed to be something, somewhere, pulling everyone towards the unknown grave.
A massacre disguised as a "game" was staged in Linghuai City No. 3 Middle School.
The first, the second, the third...
Man Hanliu watched with his own eyes as his partners were eliminated one after another. They became friends because of this so-called "game" and also died because of this so-called "game".
He will be the sworn enemy of Man Hanliu who has read more comics than Man Hanliu.
The gentle and kind-hearted Lin sisters.
The best monitor in the world.
……
That day, in the dark studio, a group of survivors gathered together to warm each other, as if they had forgotten everything about this terrible situation. At this moment, they were just a group of teenagers, skipping school to celebrate their friend's 17th birthday in the studio.
Everyone is wishing Man Hanliu, who has been in poor health since childhood, a long life.
But in the end, she was the only one who survived in this game.
When she held the dagger and questioned the woman with black hair, her hands were shaking. The other party just raised her hand slightly, with a consistent smile in her tone, as if she was looking at something.
"This is just a game."
She once naively thought that she was a good person.
She once naively thought that the school doctor who remembered everyone's names and always smiled and adjusted her black-rimmed glasses was also a good person.
But what reflected in her green eyes was Yu Wen'an sitting there with a contemptuous smile, and the always amiable school doctor looked at her with pious and obsessed eyes.
"I am willing to accept everything about you, including your bloody sickle."
Yu Wen'an leaned forward, looking with his dark eyes at the man lying in front of him, as obedient as a dog, and raised his chin frivolously, "That sickle is so ugly, but it's not mine. You and I are both his accomplices, aren't we?"
Man Hanliu lost.
A complete failure.
"I wish you all... A happy game."
(No cp, feel free to chat, group portrait, masterpiece with a burst of inspiration at night with friends)
(Lightning protection: There is a slight bloody plot, the writing is average, secondary, diverse sexual orientations, the protagonists include perverted lunatics, etc., Not a happy ending)
There is no one who studies art who is not crazy, just trying to hold on. .
Purpose: Faced with the choice between right and wrong, please don't give up your will to live.
