"Run! Run! ”

"Run! Run! ”

I don't know if he was too nervous and hallucinated, the winter mouse gradually hallucinated in front of his eyes, he seemed to see countless sneering faces, he couldn't see the faces clearly, just pointed at himself from afar, and kept urging. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"If you don't run, you'll die! If you don't run, you'll be abandoned! ”

More and more noises filled his head, his eyes gradually appeared bloodshot, the road in front of him gradually became confused, and he only knew that he kept spreading his legs, desperately, like the shouts of people in hallucinations...... Run! Run!

Just run fast and run to the front, and he won't have to die!

Winter Mouse's mind was occupied by this one thought, and he ran forward with all his might, until he finally surpassed Zhong Lan, and then he showed a smile of extreme joy in a trance.

Come on! Come on!

He's going to keep running!

Running constantly, the output of physical strength has completely exceeded the load of the body, and the sweat on his forehead is like rain, wetting his eyes and sliding down his cheeks, like two lines of tears.

Zhong Lan looked at the winter rat running forward in slight surprise, and opened his mouth to shout, "Stop." ”

But he could not hear anything, only the road ahead in his eyes, only the thought of running in his heart, as if only the feeling of rapid movement could make him relax a little, and the exhaustion—hatred—fear—in his heart was about to explode!

"Run!" He muttered as if to persuade himself.

Finally running to the end of the dark corridor, he saw a dark door open in front of him, and there was a light in front of him, and the light from it seemed to tell of hope.

"It worked. I escaped. Don't die. He thought to himself.

Like a moth, swooping down on that little flame.

Zhong Lan raised his face seriously, his ears were pricked up and he heard the faint voice in the hall, and suddenly remembered something, his pupils shrank, and he opened his mouth to call out to the winter mouse, but it was too late.

Ye Zihua stopped and stood behind Zhong Lan, panting slightly. His eyes were cold, and he watched the winter rat walk towards the door.

The terrible thing was that there was still a hint of joy on his face - as if success was close at hand.

However,

"Bang"!

A sudden explosion sounded, reflecting a bizarre picture in the eyes of the two people standing quietly outside the door: Scarface, from head to toe, every muscle, every cell, as if a deadly bomb had been buried, and now ...... The bomb was pulled away.

"Bang"!

A violent sound sounded suddenly, and the whole person of the man who was still smiling on his face just now was completely shattered by a bomb like fragments, and the pieces of meat were thrown into the air, and they were still exploding "bang".

In the blink of an eye, the big living person who was still alive just now disappeared completely.

"Ding...... Your companion Winter Rat triggers the 'Death' limit, which grants the explosion penalty. ”

The ears of the remaining two people rang at the same time, and Zhong Lan's face sank. "The definition of 'death'?"

"Ding...... The condition is the constraint, and the violation of the rules is death, please be cautious. ”

The system's voice was cold to the bone, and Zhong Lan pursed her lips slightly...... The worst conjecture was confirmed.

She had long wondered why the system had to give four qualifications, it couldn't be just for the hint of "life", she felt that the existence of these constraints was more or more a constraint...... Is a copy without constraints still called a copy? No matter what the world, there must be rules...... And this qualifier is like the rule - the trigger is death, that is, the qualifier of "death".

It's a pity that this verification has to sacrifice a player.

Zhong Lan slightly pulled the arc of sighing, she didn't regret the death of a companion, she sighed just that the difficulty of this copy was going to increase.

And the winter rat, who suddenly stepped into the threshold and reflected a magnificent world in his eyes, never thought that his life would end so suddenly.

The sudden explosion, with the following successive explosions, caught him off guard, and his brain was still chaotic, when he heard a "ding...... Player: Winter Rat is dead".

And in the eyes...... In the bright red eyes, all you see are people's sneering faces.

Glamorous aristocratic ...... High up master......

All of them looked at themselves, their bright red lips as if they were opening - "Go die, why don't you die".

In the blank space, tears flowed from the eyes of the winter rat.

He seems to have returned to the winter when he broke up with his girlfriend.

I was delighted to bring a diamond ring carefully selected from the jewelry store.

Holding a bouquet of flowers, I mustered up the courage to surprise the woman I loved.

has been in love for ten years, and that is also the woman he has spoiled for ten years.

How much of his love is held in a diamond ring by him, contained in flowers, and the crystal snowflakes are still condensed on the petals and have not yet melted.

"Knock knock".

He knocked on the door a few times, but no one answered. This time he didn't tell him, he didn't explain to his girlfriend, and he saved up for ten years just to be able to really confess to her today.

He even fantasized that in the near future, they would be able to enter the palace of marriage and even raise a lovely child.

The child may be like him...... Maybe like her...... But he doesn't care, as long as she gave birth to it, it doesn't matter......

The door didn't open, so he simply took out the spare key he had prepared for himself and opened the door.

And yet - there were two pairs of shoes in the doorway. One pair is hers and the other is a men's model.

And he knew that she had always lived alone. Although he repeatedly stated that the two were living together, she refused on the pretext that he was used to being a person, and he naively thought that this was the case - until he saw the shoes.

There was a faint sound of trivial gasps in the closed bedroom.

Maybe the brain is going to explode...... At that moment -- maybe the heart was going to collapse...... At that moment - maybe, maybe, maybe all the tears will burst, maybe all the dignity will be shattered -

The boy doesn't flick when he has tears, but he hasn't reached the sad place.

He endured and endured, standing at the half-hidden bedroom door, watching the familiar and strange two people inside intertwined.

Faces are like expressions. One is a girlfriend and the other is a brother. One is a woman who has been in love for ten years and has been on the tip of his heart, and the other is a brother who has been rolling and climbing the rivers and lakes.

Flowers rot in the bins, and diamond rings are embedded in the flesh.

The next day, he asked out his brother as usual, and poked him with a knife that had accompanied him for ten years, and the man struggled and howled in pain under him, questioning his betrayal, only he seemed to hear or see nothing, digging out the man's facial features with a knife, chopping off his lower body, and finally slashing a knife on his face, throwing the corpse into the river.

"I'll pay you back." Give back your deception, pay back your insults, and give back my self-deceptive friendship.

Knowing nothing, his girlfriend swallowed the bread with his diamond ring, and smiled as if she had been as shallow and moving, but the tender ground hole was reflected in her eyes, poking at her heart like a knife.

Finally he asked, "What do you love about him?" ”

The answer he got in the blood tugged at his nerves: "He has the gentleness, handsomeness and ...... that you don't have Wealth, why is it that you are just a gangster after ten years of hard work, and he has become the boss? Your gap...... I can't make up for it......"

So that's the reason for deception and betrayal. He stabbed the woman with the last blow, snatching the woman's eyes.

"I'll pay you back." Pay back your deception, pay back your insults, pay back my self-deceptive love.

The scars on his face never healed, because as long as winter came, he would tear open the healing epidermis in front of the mirror and watch the wound rupture.

…… But how he hated this vile world...... Walk into the dawn, but it is night.

Ye Zihua's face reminded him of the man he killed back then. The same has a ...... Gentleness, handsomeness, and wealth.

- He hates.