Chapter 14: The Glass Lock (14)
I felt very frustrated.
Su Yue is worthy of being a killer who has been trained since childhood, when she stabbed Song Linyuan just now, the speed was so fast that I didn't even see how she drew her sword, at that time, I only saw a cold flash, and then when I fixed my eyes, I saw that the sword had been inserted into his back.
I looked very frightened, and subconsciously touched my back, only to feel a chill. I think Su Yue is really talented, and if you hug it, you can find the right opportunity to start, and sure enough, a killer is a killer, and she doesn't forget to kill people when she talks about hugging.
Looking up, you can still see the lights flickering on the side of the waterfront, and you can vaguely hear the bustling sound of the crowd, as if no one has seen what is happening here. Song Linyuan hugged her, still didn't move, as if the person who was stabbed just now was not him.
I sighed on the side, this Song Linyuan's concentration is really good, he can still hold people without changing his face after being stabbed, but fortunately, the person who was stabbed is him, not me, if I do, I will jump up in pain, which is like him, motionless as if frozen.
Su Yue lowered her eyelids, and on the short sword she held in her hand, scarlet blood slid down the silver-white blade. She wanted to get up, but Song Linyuan held her shoulder, she was slightly stunned, her expression was cold, and she was about to break free, but she was once again taken into his arms by him, as if he wanted to rub her into her bones.
Su Yue struggled to leave, but he hugged him harder. The more she struggled, the tighter he hugged her, she was a woman after all, and her strength was not as great as his, since she couldn't struggle, she simply let him hold it.
The tip of the nose is surrounded by a faint pear fragrance, mixed with the smell of blood, which looks extremely weird. She felt him buried in her shoulder, her voice low and gentle.
"Susu, I'm glad you told me these things yourself......"
Song Linyuan sighed softly, held her shoulder and pulled some distance from her, leading her hand holding the short sword to his left chest, he looked at her, his face was pale, but his eyes were still clear, and the corners of his mouth were a seemingly nonexistent smile: "Su Su, since you are a killer, you should know that starting from here is a fatal blow." ”
He took her hand, smiled lightly, and stabbed it in the chest. Su Yue didn't have time to stop, so she could only subconsciously deflect the blade, and the low sound of the blade sinking into the flesh sounded, she looked at the half-submerged short sword, stunned for a long time, and then looked up at him, her face pale.
Song Linyuan's bloodless face became more and more pale and transparent because of this knife, he snorted, and vomited out a mouthful of blood, and the warm and viscous liquid fell on her white clothes, like the first cluster of red plums blooming in the snow in the wax moon.
He held her hand again, in the same movement as Fang Cai, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, but the blush was bright and dazzling.
"Susu ...... Wish...... ...... always with me?"
Su Yue looked at the blood stains on the corner of her skirt silently, and I looked at Song Linyuan and felt my heart twitch one by one.
When he said this, scarlet blood continued to gush out of his lips as he spoke, and the horror of vomiting blood as he spoke was comparable to that of a terrible ghost who came to ask for his life, but even so, he insisted on finishing his words.
I admire him very much, and I think he is really a persistent person, and he is a little stupid to the point of persistence.
Su Yue had obviously stabbed him, and the wound on his back was still bleeding out at the moment, and the red blood passed through his purple brocade robe, dyeing it purple and black. If this situation is left on a normal person, either she is sent back for questioning or solved on the spot, how can there be a person like him, who was stabbed by someone else, and stabbed himself again, I can only say that I have seen someone looking for abuse, but I have never seen someone looking for abuse like him.
But later I learned that a killer like Pixelyue was used to seeing the fear and crying of the world in the face of death, and was used to taking the lives of people who were poor or rich, so she didn't care if she killed one more person or one less person today. Because for her, one more person is not much, and one less person is not a lot.
A killer who looks down on human life the most. If you want to impress her, you must first surrender your life to her.
I don't know if Song Linyuan understands this truth, I only know that when I saw him fall into Su Yue's arms with a pale face, I saw a panicked look on Su Yue's face for the first time.
The shadows of the trees are heavy in the night, and the occasional green firefly or two floats out is even more eerie. Their figures fell in the shadows of the trees, and the dappled moonlight fell on their bodies, and for a moment it seemed that the heavens and the earth were quiet, and only the candles flickered on the water.
Su Yue's white clothes are full of blood on the front hem, and the white has become an embellishment, which looks extremely beautiful and cold to the extreme.
Song Linyuan fell into her arms, the corners of his mouth were red blood, and the purple brocade robe was also dyed purple and black because it was soaked in blood. Obviously, she had fainted, but she was still holding her hand tightly and refused to let go.
I don't know how long it took, Su Yue's stiff body slowly relaxed. I saw her raise her bloodied right hand, carefully avoiding his wounds, and then put her arms around him.
She leaned down slowly, close to his ear, her extremely straight back gradually softened, and then gently closed her eyes, her face relaxed to let go of everything.
She said: "Song Linyuan, you won......"
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