"Oh, what is the fuss, tomorrow's Women's Day essay campaign, I'm ready to switch to women's frequency, okay?" Qingyi glared at Xia Han dissatisfied.

Women's Day is Women's Day, it's not your orthopedic reason.

"This is a big deal, don't mess around!"

Qingyi was silent.

"Any other ideas? Let's change the idea, isn't it good to plant fields in the mountains? ”

"I'll talk about it later."

"Go back? What's so much fuss. ”

"It's a little cold here, go back to your room and get warmer." Qingyi drank the porridge and said without raising his head.

I always felt a sense of foreboding.

"No, let's discuss it with Weiyang as well." Xia Han suddenly turned his head to look out the door, and Qingyi followed suit.

"The stove is bought, and it will be delivered the day after tomorrow." Weiyang, draped in a small knitted shawl, sat down.

"Let's eat together." Xia Han pushed his bowl of porridge to Weiyang.

Seeing that her face is fine, she should not be angry.

"En......" Weiyang took off the shawl and folded it on his knees, "So, what would it be like for my brother to kiss my sister?" ”

The temperature in the restaurant plummeted.

"It's said that when girls are in love, the breath they breathe is also sweet," Miyang smiled softly, "but Seiichi doesn't mind trying it out." ”

"That...... It's the title of the book......"

"yes, yes." Xia Han followed to help.

"Senior brother, if I wrote this book, imagine my brother, and me."

A serious look.

Imagine...... It's disgusting indeed.

"Really want to?"

"No, no, no!"

Hearing this, Qingyi was just about to stand up, but was held down by Weiyang again, "Qingyi is really a lie, it's so cute." ”

Qingyi was so frightened that tears were about to ooze from the corners of his eyes, and his eyelashes trembled wetly.

It's over...... Xia Han's hands were about to tremble, but he didn't dare to say more.

Weiyang stretched out his hand and touched Qingyi's fluffy bangs, and said after a while, "So, let's talk about it, how is the script?" ”

"There's no script, it's fun, I'm not as good as Sister Weiyang."

"Really?" Weiyang looked disbelieving.

"Okay Weiyang, she said to write another book, don't ......" Xia Han tried to round the field.

"You know, in fact, she told me as soon as I got home at night."

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After dinner, the three of them finished their homework, and Weiyang kicked Xia Han out of the room.

Xia Han was about to go back to the room, and then he thought of the problem that Qingyi really said the script, so he knocked on Qingyi's door, and then.

After pushing open the door, wearing a beautiful dress specially prepared for this moment, Kiyoichi pointed a shotgun at him with both hands.

"You, what are you doing......"

"Brother, this is the script."

Bang!

In the cold night, there was a terrible sound.

The barking of dogs in the distance gradually quieted down.

Kiyoichi walked down the stairs with graceful steps.

Ten minutes later, it was confirmed that Xia Han and Weiyang were both dead, and Qingyi specially asked Songluo to move their bodies to the living room and lie on the sofa, snuggling up to each other like a pair of sincere lovers, and turned on the TV to show the latest entertainment programs.

The light brown leather sofa had been dyed red by them, a blur of red and black, like Arshile Gorky's painting "Agony".

After Seiichi kills Tsukiji and Songluo with a shotgun, he walks upstairs with steps like petals. When I went to my brother's room in a corner on the second floor, the sirens were getting louder and louder, but it didn't matter, it was just a small misunderstanding.

I opened the window of my brother's room, locked the door again, and poured liquor on my bed and my brother's bed while lying on the bed.

Hey? Where's the lighter?

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"I'm sorry, your script is so bad, even if you write the dark department, you have to find an expert to learn it, the element of darkness is not pleasing in the first place."

Xia Han frowned as he looked at the TXT document on his sister's desktop called "No One Survives Draft".

What's more, isn't my room already under your control? What if there was so much wine poured on me in the middle of the night......

“…… So, brother, do you think I'm a bad person? ”

As if you want to keep warm, clear a pair of gloves on the cuffs.

"I don't really like being possessed by demons, but I don't hate it either."

In other words, just play whatever you want, just don't write us to death.

"But there is a sentence that still has to tell you, you didn't resist in the book, this is a fatal mistake, according to the real situation, Sister Weiyang would have burned me to death a long time ago."

You're thinking too much.

Xia Han began to feel a chill down his spine, and he barely managed to squeeze a smile out of the corner of his mouth.

"Shall we change the name? Don't write about our family...... Hmm, like the hotel in Huangshan? Kiyoshi lifted a finger.

"Didn't the trail running committee there arrange a mountain cottage for us?" Xia Han reminded her.

"Yes, that's it." Kiyoichi curled the corners of his mouth in satisfaction.

I always felt a sense of foreboding.

"Hmm, and brother, what was the hard injury you just said? Is it the way you and Sister Weiyang died? ”

"Don't write us to death, I'm really afraid."

"Oh." Seiichi had a really bored expression.

"But if there really is no survivor, there must be a reasonable reason, don't use a bad plot like you possessed by a demon, really."

"Brother, you're too confused, aren't you? I don't know why I want to kill you. ”

"......" Xia Han sat back on the edge of the bed helplessly.

"The following is for the sake of Seiichi's reputation, I can tell you," Seiichi naturally put his two feet on Xia Han's legs, "Seiichi didn't hate you, just like you didn't take Kiyoichi to heart at all, Seiichi only stayed here thinking about his career, no one here disturbed Kiyoichi very comfortably, I hope you don't make a mistake about this." Just to protect herself, she killed Sister Weiyang, but if she did this, her brother would definitely hate Qingyi, so he killed his brother by the way. ”

Xia Han became more and more confused, "Are you talking about you in the book or ......"

"Oh, it's from the book."

“……”

"That may be a long time later, but I hate you now because you didn't live up to the kind of male lead I asked for."

Your requirements are quite high, and your brain hole is quite big, and you even predict the future.

"What do you want?"

"Push us down!" While smiling evilly, Qingyi's little foot gently kicked Xia Han's chest.

“……”

"The two heroines are upright...... Sister Weiyang doesn't exclude it. ”

I repuls. I'm afraid my dad will break my legs.

"But maybe it's BadEnd, I don't know." Kiyoichi takes a bite of the puff.

It's not the cat, the cat curled up sleeping in the corner, it's a real puff.

As a result, this sister has already begun to neurotically make up the plot ten years later, "But even if you push down Qingyi, but probably you just don't take Qingyi seriously, although you don't have any malicious intent, but from Qingyi, this is a complete act of aggression, because you violated it, so I chose to stay here, and I hated you while protecting this family by writing novels." ”

It sounds like a contradictory feeling, but you really think too much.

"And in order to defeat Sister Weiyang and regain the position that belonged to him, Qingyi found that he couldn't have a showdown with you, and he couldn't all the time."

"Because you have too many cards." Xia Han summed up with a smile.

Hearing this, Xia Han became more and more confused, and his mood slowly became anxious, oops, do you want to marry this child quickly?

"Hehe," Kiyoichi narrowed his eyes and smiled, "My brother can't beat me, this conclusion is correct, but I don't understand why I have to commit suicide, in fact, I've been cornered now, do you want my brother to try other plot lines, such as pushing down ...... now"

"Shut up."

Qingyi came to talk to him, completely asking him to discuss the plot.

Xia Han is completely aware of this, even the proposal just now, but it always sounds uncomfortable.

If that's the case......

"You can change your name."

"You're wrong, didn't you already say it, my brainwaves...... Pseudonyms are useless either. ”

"You're empowering yourself again, right, you can only affect the environment."

In fact, Qingyi's magic power is still limited, but now the items can follow her thoughts, whether it is sugar cake or basketball, it just needs to be enchanted to cooperate, and if it is an old item, it needs to be cooperated by Weiyang on the spot.

At least I don't want her to face the imprisonment of the Magic Association, so let's keep this secret with Weiyang.

"Before that, you better ask your seniors to write an outline, remember not to write me and Weiyang to death, it's really important, I'm really afraid."

"Oh......"

"Alright, that's it."

"What's that called, no one survives, it's boring."

Do you like people so much? Why are you so black-bellied?

"Anyway, brother, I heard that the organizer of this competition is very rich, obviously it is a thing that can't make money, and there are not many people who sign up, or I'll add a death notice!"

"What the hell is the death prediction, but then again, the invitation is also very strange, saying that it is a high school category and an adult category, but we are assigned a separate track, and there are only seven runners."

I always felt that things were getting stranger and stranger, and I was arranged with Weiyang in a room in a mountain villa, and Qingyi and Songluo were not invited to stay in a hotel far away.

Looking at my sister's increasingly weird smile, this creepy feeling is even more.

"Don't worry, brother, then PlanB, I'll write someone else."

Well, I still have to thank you.

"Don't make fun of me, you just transform the environment, don't mess with me, take a walk around for me and collect materials."

"That's how fun it is."

If it was a normal person, he would laugh it off when he heard this, but Xia Han still couldn't help swallowing his saliva, "Okay, then you write slowly, I'll go back." ”

"Good night, brother."

"Good night."

Xia Han, who couldn't sleep when he returned to the room, lay on the bed and flipped up his mobile phone, but fortunately there was no alcohol on the bed. Thinking that this little girl's novel is really not popular, I wrote the comment that I liked last time.

Maybe it's getting harder and harder for her to understand, but she can't hide the joy she looks at every time she sees me. As for Weiyang, persistently pushing things around her forward, most of the time it is reassuring, but I am also worried about her. I don't know what the future holds.

If your mind has been occupied by a person, there is no reason to stop for a second, you will always miss it, you don't want to be entertained or rest, but you don't want to rack your brains to possess her, you are afraid that if you take another step forward, it will make fate turn or even overturn, and there is a faint feeling of this.

On the other hand, the act of thinking about the other person's thoughts at all times is not something that can be summed up simply by reason.

It may be reasonable to keep them happy in the current situation.

Bite!

Looking at this anonymous text message, Xia Han gasped.

The angels step into heaven.

The child meets his mother.

Greed is suffocating.

Purgatory brings back the waiter.

The psalmist enters the Psalms.

The craftsman is not immune to cracking.

In the end, no one survived.