These self seemed to symbolize his distorted mental state and feelings, just a moment before Mu Fan came in, he was still shrinking in this corner, writing on the wall with his fingers stained with blood, dense red fonts, it looks like a charm to suppress demons, making people's scalp tingle, just stepping in requires a certain amount of courage.

The man sat in the corner, as if he didn't care about everything in the outside world, he withdrew his empty eye sockets, and continued to smear on the wall with his hand, and there was a strange laugh in his throat, a look of madness, as if he had gone crazy.

Mu Fan looked at him with an impassive face, and after glancing at the words on the wall, he frowned, and doubts flashed in his eyes.

Names on the walls...... Why is it a white man.

This person, who seems to be very strange, has never appeared.

"You have become what you are now, do you think you are pathetic, do you regret it? Mu Fan stood in place, speaking to the man who was graffiti on the wall, his voice was cold, and he didn't leave any emotion, and it was like this, he was originally in the hands of the man who graffiti, but he didn't react much, but he laughed weirdly, his voice was hoarse, unruly and gloomy, making people's scalp tingle.

The laughter was still very small, but it gradually expanded until the back, and the prisoners outside could hear the laughter, with a sense of madness.

Outside, I was still curious about what happened in 19876 and who would come to him, but when I was lying at the window and watching, I heard this laughter.

"Damn, fuck, what the hell is coming from. A man lying on the window hurriedly touched his hands, his face was pale, a layer of goosebumps was visible to the naked eye on his skin, and his hair stood on end, especially in the prison, where there was no daylight, it was already cold, and now he only felt a cold air rushing to his head.

It's a bit exciting, it's exciting.

"Damn, isn't No. 19876 crazy, there's no on weekdays, and now it's so scary to laugh. A person next to him reacted in the same way, and hurriedly dragged down a quilt from the bed and wrapped it around his body, and then continued to lie on the window, listening to what sound came from there, the prison was too boring.

People need to be entertained, and when they see such a scene now, they are all lying on the window with great excitement, listening to the sounds outside.

……

Mu Fan was also not very comfortable, he frowned, stood still in place, and just watched the man vent his emotions and waited for him to speak.

The room was quiet, the man's hands stopped, he touched his fleshy hands, for the past few years, he had tortured himself frantically, repented, painted her name on the walls, regretted......

"Huh...... After...... What about regrets, she won't ...... In the back. He spoke, his voice hoarse, probably not speaking normally for a long time, and now he was stumbling, a little not smooth, and the corners of his lips pulled into a smile, full of despair and speechlessness.

Of course, I regret it, I regret it so much that I want to kill myself and give my life to the other party.

But what's the use of that?

She can't come back.

I hate him so much, but I ...... He didn't even want to kill him with his own hands.

He would rather die at her hands.

"What if she comes back? Mu Fan spoke.

Guess who it is?

(End of chapter)