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It was raining heavily that day, the smell of blood mixed with the rain, and the roads in the alleys were stained red with blood. He had already arrived, and he didn't stop at all, and he didn't have time to explain, and he ran non-stop, just to block the sword for her.

He once asked her, "Do you believe in Destiny?" ”

She replied proudly, "Use it for the destiny of heaven." ”

Now the young man in her arms no longer has the strength to ask that sentence, and she finally understands that destiny is indisobedient.

Nanxun came with an umbrella to block the downpour for her, she shook her head, it was useless, everything was over.

Shi Suxian is now lying on the couch and her life and death are uncertain, and her red pupils are also dead, all gone.

She still remembered how Qinglan's red eyes stared at her, wanting to cut herself with a thousand knives, and she still remembered how she persuaded Chi Tong when she had a conflict with Chu Yuyuan.

Now, the raindrops are hitting the ground and crackling, but she feels that between heaven and earth, it is so quiet, so quiet...... What if you get stronger? She still couldn't keep him.

Her dress was red with blood and mud, and she suddenly smiled, thinking that she would be reborn and no longer survive, but what did she get in exchange? Trade your friend's life for your own peace?

Time goes back to the past, and in her previous life, she was so embarrassed.

She lay on the ground, no one to pity, only endless fists and kicks and unbearable screams. No one felt sorry for her because she was a girl. Where did she have any friends, the children threw stones at her, smashed her nose and face were swollen, and scolded: "You little disaster star, you killed your mother, so we don't want to play with you!" ”

She would only wipe away her tears and retort over and over again: "I'm not...... I'm not. ”?? But they can only get their contemptuous or disgusted eyes.

Covered in mud, she didn't know how she got back to the so-called home, and her stepmother opened the door and saw that it was her and spitted: "You little disaster star, do you still have the face to come back?" As she spoke, she pulled her into the house, her hands and feet could not keep up with her pace, and she almost fell to the ground, but her stepmother just glanced at her in disgust.

"Hmph, make yourself so dirty, do you want to teach others to gossip about me, huh?" The next second there was a snap, and she only felt a hot pain on her face.

From the moment she entered the door to the present, she stubbornly didn't say a word, I'm afraid there is only one thought left in her heart, death. As long as he dies, these painful memories will not be restored.

Her drunken father slammed the door open, and in the past, she recognized her as her father, but now, the two are strangers.

"Look, look, what kind of child you gave birth to, just now she came back, covered in mud, I asked her what was going on, and she didn't say a word." The stepmother clasped her arms and stared at her. Her face was covered with heavy makeup, and she wanted to vomit when she looked at it.

Her father tugged at her collar and frowned, "Did you make your mother unhappy again?" ”

She's tired, and she doesn't bother to refute anything, she throws any dirty water on herself, so splash it, she is a little disaster, isn't it?

She didn't know where she got the courage, she tore her father's hand away, and wanted to lock herself in the room, but he grabbed her back after a few steps, grabbed her by the hair and pressed her to the ground, and scolded in her mouth: "Slut, you don't care about your dad talking to you!" ”

"Phew!" She grabbed his face with all her might, and met him without hesitation, "She's not my mother!" My mom died a long time ago! ”

"Slap-" Another slap, she felt her face swollen even higher, her eyes were blank, and she didn't even seem to have the strength to cry. The woman next to her crossed her arms and watched the father and daughter fight together with a smile, but she didn't mean to fight. She glanced at the wine bottle on the coffee table, her mind was blank, she picked up the wine bottle, slammed it with her right hand, and smashed it down. Blood spread on the floor, but she was inexplicably calm, stretched out her hand and put it next to the man's nose to test her breath, not dead, just fainted. Her eyes were red, but she didn't cry, she silently got up from the ground and turned her head to look at her stepmother.

The woman watching the play looked at the person who fell to the ground, her body trembled for a while, and she took two steps back, "Kill ......

The stepmother shook her head and tried to run out, but she pulled out the fruit knife from the fruit bowl and forced her into a corner. I couldn't think of anything in my head, only one thought, to kill her.

"It's you! It's all because of you! She screamed hysterically, the fruit knife in her hand flew wildly, and the tip of the knife finally pointed at the woman, the woman looked at her tremblingly, although she was muddy, but her eyes burst with anger, the woman's voice trembled, and the volume was not as loud as when she scolded her just now: "You...... You can't kill me, you're going to jail! ”

"Hahaha......" She looked up to the sky and laughed a few times, the tears in the corners of her eyes were forced back by her, and she looked down at the woman deadly, "Prison?" I'm not afraid. As long as you die, everything will end. The tip of the knife moved forward and touched the woman's forehead.

The woman held the fruit knife in both hands, "No...... You can't, even if you kill me, you can't kill all the people in the world who say you're a little calamity! ”

She was stunned for a moment, but it was only for a while, she grabbed the woman's hair with one hand, pressed her against the wall, moved the fruit knife in her hand down, next to the woman's heart, close to her and said, "This...... It's none of your business. ”

The woman's legs trembled, desperately trying to push her away, but she scratched the woman's arm in a panic, blood fell down the arm to the floor, but the smell of blood stimulated her brain, inexplicably excited.

The woman sat on the ground, as if she had given up the struggle, "You can't kill me...... I've ...... Pregnant with your father's child, he is your relative......" The woman grabbed her pants with both hands, not caring about the injury on her arm.

?“ He's your relative......"

An unborn child who has nothing to do with the strife in the world, if I let him go, who will let me go?

Who was it in the first place, who beat her pregnant mother to have a miscarriage after drinking, and who was it that taught her to die depressed by saying cool words during her mother's hospitalization?

Oh, she also looked forward to the birth of a new life, but ...... Who will pity her unborn brother?

"Bang-" The fruit knife in her hand slid down on the floor, and she only lightly spat out one word, "Get out." ”

The woman was stunned for a long time, grabbed her hand and slowly put it down, silent.

Her eyes were red and she roared, "Don't get out of here!" Obviously scolding others, he ran out of the door crying, alone, curled up in a dark corner.

Night fell, and the rain fell down, just like the day when Red Hitomi came to save herself. She was clinging to the wall, hiding under the eaves, and she didn't want to go back to that house again. The footsteps approached, and she suddenly raised her eyes, raising her vigilance. A man in black with an umbrella, his black cape covering most of his face, stopped as he approached her, crouched down, and moved the umbrella toward her.

She buried her head in her lap and said nothing.

"Heh, was it discarded?" The man spoke, his voice cold and magnetic, but the words he said were not very good.

"What does it have to do with you?" She glared at the man and shot back unceremoniously.

A man hooks his lips, or a hedgehog. Getting up, the umbrella tilted, and the rain left along the umbrella, wetting her face, she got up angrily, "You! ”

The man suddenly stretched out a hand, "Come with me, how about it?" ”

The rain was still falling, but the man lost his gentlemanly demeanor, only propped the umbrella above his head, and she continued to hide under the eaves, "Who are you?" Why should I trust you? ”

"One...... The one who makes you stronger, I feel, you need me. The man suddenly dropped his umbrella and approached her, and the rain ran down the eaves and hit his back in clusters.

"Stronger......" she muttered to herself.

"That's right." The man turned, "You want to die, don't you?" But I tell you, you should not die, but ...... Kill those who disobey you. ”

Her heart fluttered, "Okay." ”

He asked her name, and she said nothing, and since she was going to start over, she had forgotten her old name.

He said, "Mei Junte is pure, but he is the same as Uncle Yi, and from now on, you will be called Jun Su." ”

He said, "You have to remember that in this world, no one can protect you for a lifetime, and you should learn to be self-reliant." ”

He sneered when he saw her cowering figure in the dark, "Are you afraid of the dark? ”

She puffed out her chest, "Don't be afraid!" But because a cat passing by was so frightened that he hid behind him, "I'm afraid...... What about you? ”

He took away her hand holding his clothes, without mercy, his eyes were cold: "A person who often walks in the dark is not afraid of the dark, just like a dying person is not afraid of death." ”

At that time, he was like a light. Some say that before dawn was darkness, and she finally waited for that light, thinking that she had found a reason to live.

But this was not the case, and he personally pushed her to another abyss.

Strict training, brutal screening, only she and Nanxun came out of the jungle.

Since he brought her back to the organization, she has never appeared again, until Nan Xun accidentally brought up the word master, she didn't know that he was the person behind the scenes. When she took the first mission, she killed a middle-aged man under the cover of Nanxun, she didn't know why, but she only saw her mother crying heartbreakingly.

The second, the third...... Her heart was numb.

"That's what you mean by getting stronger?" She yelled at him.

He ignored her pain, "Jun Su, now that you have become the top agent of ZYR, no one can beat you, as long as you want, all enemies are fish on the chopping block, isn't it?" ”

"You fart!" The first time she burst into foul language, for the sake of the dead Nanxun. What a bullshit top agent, what gets stronger, it's all fucking fart words! No matter how top an agent is, isn't he watching his friend die?

The last time, when she was chased and killed in the woods, the bullet passed through her head, and what she had was not nostalgia for the world, not fear of death, not unwillingness, but relief.

She said, "Twenty-six years of my life in this world is enough, and it should have ended long ago."

He once asked me, are you afraid of the dark, but now you are not afraid, because those who have been in the dark for a long time are not afraid of the dark. Just as a dying person is not afraid of death.

I thought those hands were leading me to the light, but they actually taught me to fall into another kind of darkness.

You are the one who saved me.

You are the one who kills me.

My body is sinking, am I really going to have a new life?