"Do you know who I am?"

Song Linyuan looked at her with a puzzled gaze, but Su Yue was not ready to let him answer. Su Yue raised her eyes and looked away, and there was a vast night in her eyes, and her expression was blank.

"Before I was twelve, I lived with a group of girls my age. At that time, like them, I was naïve, kind, had never seen killing or blood, had great hope for the world, and did not know how cruel and ruthless it was. We live together, train together, learn how to use all kinds of weapons to kill people with one blow with the master, even if we are beaten, scolded, locked up in a black house, and hungry, we will grit our teeth and persevere. Because I know that I am an orphan, I have no relatives, I have no dependence, and my future can only depend on myself. If I give up, no one will pull me even if I fall into the abyssal swamp. ”

Her voice was so cold and calm, but it was like a sharp blade, sentence by sentence, knife by knife, cutting at people's hearts.

Song Linyuan held her hand tightly, but she continued as if she was unconscious: "When I was eight years old, I killed the first person. Her name was Yan'er, she was a year older than me, she lived in the same room as me, and she took good care of me, but a month later, I ended her life with a short knife. ”

"It was a cruel game, we were divided into two groups, and she was my enemy because she was in the same room as me. We fought with short knives, because the master said that only those who win are qualified to live. But the night before, she asked me what I wanted to do and where I wanted to go when I grew up, but now, she was holding a knife and stabbing me in the right place. I didn't want to die, I wanted to live, so I didn't show mercy. I killed her. It was only then that I realized that the friendship between day and night is nothing in the face of life and death, and the so-called human heart is even more ridiculous among the killers. ”

She withdrew the hand he was holding in her hand, her face was indifferent, and the coldness in her eyes went straight to her bones: "Song Linyuan, the reason why you say such things is because you don't know who I am at all." I'm not one of those so-called innocent women, I'm a killer, I'm carrying blood and human life on my back, and the only thing I've learned since I was a kid is how to live in this world by stepping on other people's bones. ”

She raised her hand and looked at it carefully, the hand in front of her was white and slender, except for the thin callus left by playing the piano, it was the most beautiful pair of hands in her daughter's house. But these hands are not holding embroidery needles and colored threads, and they are not taking gold hairpins and jade bracelets, but human lives.

She looked at it, and a hint of mockery suddenly appeared on the corner of her mouth: "Look at the hands you held just now, do you know how much blood it has stained and how many lives it has taken? ”

She put down her hands in disgust, but was pulled into a wide arms by a strong force, Song Linyuan hugged her, and sighed lightly: "Su Su ......"

Su Yue was hugged by him expressionlessly, and the whole person was so calm that she couldn't speak. She tilted her head, close to his ear, and said softly: "Song Linyuan, the reason why I became a Qinglou woman, and why I went to run for Oiran to dance, is because I do all this...... It's all just to get close to you and kill you. ”

The warm breath echoed in his ears, the tip of her nose filled with a strong smell of blood, and she drew her short sword pierced his back, and there was not a trace of emotion in her voice, as if she was speaking to him, as if she was admonishing herself.

"Song Linyuan, I'm just here to kill you. ”

This book was first published in Reading Book Worm