"Bang!"

The office door was kicked open, and a man covered in dirty clothes rushed in.

"Wu Wei, my day your ancestor, you are such a fucking bastard!"

"Where did the madman ......?"

Wu Wei's eyes were full of murderous intent, he was enjoying the delicious prey he had worked so hard to catch, but now he was interrupted by a stinky beggar enjoying the delicious meal.

He was angry. If eyes could kill, the stinky beggar in front of him would have been killed by himself thousands of times.

Lao Yan knew that this kind of thing would happen sooner or later, but he didn't expect it to happen so quickly.

When Yin Yue told Lao Yan that Gu Xiaoqing hadn't come out yet, Lao Yan's heart hung up.

Today, Wednesday, Wu Wei does not work overtime. Lao Yan saw Ma Lin waiting for Wu Wei in the school, and Lao Yan knew that something bad was wrong. Wu Wei can't drive, and Ma Lin is still waiting for him, which can only mean one thing - Wu Wei hasn't left yet.

He fought his half a hundred old bones, and finally ran to Wu Wei's office.

Old smoke leaned against the wall and gasped. Fortunately, I caught up, and almost this beautiful girl also withered.

"I'm not crazy......"

"I'm you!"

"! You! Mother! ”

Lao Yan raised his middle finger at Wu Wei, and paused this sentence word by word.

Wu Wei laid Gu Xiaoqing flat and let her lie down as comfortably as possible.

"Don't touch that girl with your dirty hands!"

"Dirty?"

Wu Wei smiled, he stared at Lao Yan. The windows behind him cast dim sunlight. The afterglow of the setting sun shone on Wu Wei's back, and at this moment, he exuded a demonic aura.

His hands were on Gu Xiaoqing's body,

"Where am I dirty? For this delicious dish, I cleaned myself for half a year. ”

"I miss her every day, I miss her face, I miss her taste, I miss her temperature."

Wu Wei licked his fingers,

"I want to crumple her into my body."

"Did you know that it would take God a full seventeen years to create such a body, not more than one year?"

"A perfect work of art like Xiaoqing is hard to come by!"

Wu Wei laughed maniacally.

"It's something I fancy and she can only be mine! Whoever tries to take her away, I'll kill her! ”

"Even if it's you! Yan Songzhi! ”

Lao Yan's eyes widened, he didn't expect Wu Wei to actually know him.

The grudge between him and Wu Wei lasted for more than ten years. Lao Yan has been hiding in the dark for more than ten years, but he didn't expect Wu Wei to recognize him.

Lao Yan's heart was beating fast, he couldn't control his emotions anymore, and Wu Wei's words just now awakened his dusty memory. His eyes were cracking, and the pervert in front of him could only be solved by him Yan Songzhi.

"Today, I'm going to make you pay with blood!"

Lao Yan rushed towards Wu Wei, but Wu Wei had already prepared.

He pulled out a knife from the drawer of his desk and stabbed it directly at the rushing old smoke.

Lao Yan's brain was already out of control, and he rushed over too fast to dodge at all, so the short knife pierced directly into Lao Yan's chest.

"You're trying to kill me?"

Lao Yan fell to the ground, and Wu Wei stepped on Lao Yan's head with his foot.

"Now how about letting me recreate the scene for you?"

Wu Wei picked up the old cigarette and threw it into the corner of the office.

Lao Yan was already delirious, his chest was dripping blood, and the knife was so deep that he couldn't even breathe.

Wu Wei rubbed his hands frantically in front of the faucet, as if he had just touched something disgusting. I didn't stop until I was satisfied.

He returned to his desk and looked at Gu Xiaoqing's face. The girl was still unconscious, her expression stiffened, and her gaze glazed over.

Wu Wei whispered a few words in her ear, and Gu Xiaoqing's eyes suddenly widened. She began to cry, she wanted to speak, she wanted to scream, she wanted to run away, but she couldn't do anything but watch as the monster standing next to her tore at what little clothes she had left.

The smooth body blooms in the afterglow of the setting sun, and it looks full of life. Wu Wei was stunned, he kissed the white skin. I want to get the vitality of life from it.

Dark red flowers appeared on the white skin, like oil paintings in the hands of a master, each one with so charm. Whenever a flower appeared, Gu Xiaoqing's eyes dimmed a little.

When the last trace of shame was ripped off, Wu Wei's eyes glowed.

His countless days and nights of fantasy body was displayed in front of him at this moment.

He turned his head to look at the old smoke,

"This is God's work of art, and it was just a pile of scraps."

Lao Yan couldn't open his eyes anymore, and he seemed to see the light in front of him and his daughter's smile.

"Dad, I'm sorry ......"

"If there is a next life, I will definitely not be your daughter again, I am not a good child, this pain of losing a daughter should not let you suffer......"

"Silly Kid ......"

"Dad is sorry for you. Dad is the sinner, if you go back in time, Dad will definitely protect you......"

Lao Yan raised his hand, he wanted to touch his daughter's face again.

He also wants to avenge his daughter.

Lao Yan suddenly got up from the corner, grabbed Wu Wei's collar, and pressed him against the window glass.

"Last time...... I didn't protect her...... I sure I can this time! ”

Lao Yan slammed Wu Wei's head into the glass.

"You beast, no matter how many times you die, you can't take away the wrath of others."

"You deserve endless torture."

Wu Wei wanted to struggle, but the strength of the old smoke that had returned to the light was surprisingly great.

"Whoa!"

Wu Wei's head smashed the window glass of the office.

"Yan Songzhi...... What the fuck do you want to drag me to death? ”

"Is it possible...... Do you want to continue to live and spoil the girl? ”

Lao Yan locked Wu Wei's neck with his arms. Every time Wu Wei struggled, the knife on Lao Yan's chest pierced even deeper, and Lao Yan couldn't breathe in pain, but he didn't let go at all, but tightened it tighter and tighter.

He moved himself and Wu Wei to the window.

"Before he died, Lao Tzu could be regarded as contributing to society."

Lao Yan leaned back, and he and Wu Wei fell down from the office window together.

"Girl, Dad avenged you......"

"Daddy is terrible...... I didn't protect you last time, and this time it's the same......"

"I'm sorry ......"

"The world is fucking ......"

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Yin Yue found a photo from Lao Yan's pocket when he was collecting his body,

It is a photo of Lao Yan and a young girl. The old smoke in the photo is still very young and handsome. It's completely different from the sloppy old man on weekdays. The girl next to Lao Yan had clear eyebrows, and Yin Yue felt that Gu Xiaoqing's eyebrows and eyes were very similar to this girl.

This photo is a suicide note, and behind the photo are the words written by this girl to Lao Yan.

Dad, I'm sorry.

If there is a next life, I will definitely not be your daughter again. I'm not a good boy, you're such a good person, and you shouldn't have to suffer this loss of a daughter.

This world is so beautiful, but there are always corners that hide dirt and dirt, and once your feet sink in, you can't pull it out.

I love you, I love the world, I love all of this.

But no one loves me but you.

I can't stand the nightmares that plague me every night, like a plague that eats away at my body and soul.

I've fantasized countless times about the future, where it's a sunny day, and we can be reunited as a family.

But the path I walk every day has no future at all, and the gates of the school are like purgatory on earth.

I'm fed up with torture that doesn't belong to anyone and doesn't belong to me.

My body was stained with demonic saliva, and my skin was covered with demonic scars.

I obviously didn't make a mistake, so why should I be punished for such a reason.

Is the purpose of my existence to be a demon animal?

I'm supposed to be as old as a flower, but I don't know how to live.

I don't want to wake up from my daily nightmares, I don't want to go to hell again, I don't want to see that demon's face again, I don't want to be tortured by those inhuman beings anymore.

I will treat this life as a dream, and this dream is the emasculation of human nature.

Now, it's time to wake up from the dream. Daddy, please forgive me for being selfish.

I want to preserve the last dignity for my body and soul.

The final signature is Yan Ruoqing, a very nice name.

The sky suddenly darkened, and dark clouds gathered. The rain fell in the sky, diluting the dust of the world, washing away the blood stains on the ground, dissipating the warmth and coldness of human feelings, washing away the conscience of human nature, and conflicting the origin of the world.

Yin Yue didn't leave, and let the rain hit his face, so that others couldn't see that he was crying.

He didn't know who he was crying for, and when Lao Yan's body was carried away by the medical staff, the blooming rose suddenly withered, and the bright petals crumpled into the soil, and even the fragrance did not want to remain in the world.

"Is there a rose that never withers, never compromises on pride and perfection? Why is life like a confetti in the end, not as good as a petal, once bright ......"

After all, there is no such thing as a rose that never withers. Gu Xiaoqing is not, and neither is Yin Yue.

They used to be gorgeous, but that kind of gorgeousness will always only stay in a certain moment, they are living beings, not fake flowers for people to appreciate.

One day, they will gather their stamens and offer their rhizomes to the earth.

It's just that these two roses that have just bloomed have withered too early.

No sooner had they given off their intoxicating aroma than they were ravaged by ignorance.

Yin Yue lit the only cigarette left in the old cigarette pocket, and he took a puff, and the smell of burning tobacco seemed to be less choking. He looked at the cigarette burning in his hand, and watched as the smoke drifted away and disappeared into the rain.

That is the soul of Lao Yan.

So whose sustenance is it?

There is no shortage of wicked people in this world, but where are the wicked hiding? Is the same thing happening in those corners that we can't see?

We don't know how to define the world, she can create everything, she can destroy everything. Not to mention an insignificant flower? She is our deity, whether we worship her or not, all outcomes are predestined, and from the time we are born, the previous life we inherited is already our present life.

The cigarette in his hand burned out, the blood on the ground was washed away, and the people in the building were gone.

Yin Yue was holding a photo of Lao Yan, he just wanted to get out of here. The smell of books and ink is always mixed with a disgusting smell in this campus.

No matter how hard it rains, it can't dilute the smell.

How can a rose want to grow here......

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