Peeping into the Order Chapter Twenty-Three: The Truth

"Han Yue! You give me back! Xiao Junyan rushed out of the door and reached out to lock Han Yue's wrist.

"Let it go!" Han Yue struggled in vain, but Xiao Junyan's pincer-like palm that he couldn't break free of no matter what: "Mr. Xiao, what do you want?" The corners of Han Yue's mouth twitched slightly: "Could it be that you will only use the words 'I once saved you' as a bargaining chip to threaten me?" Han Yue almost cried out in pain: "You should know that kindness is not equal to love!" Did I pretend to tell you that I love you, and then sleep with you as you wish, and you will be satisfied? Han Yue was out of breath crying, and almost leaned against the door.

"Han Yue, why do you have to listen to someone you have never met? Isn't it better that we're together? Xiao Junyan comforted her, and was about to reach out to hold Han Yue in his arms, and lowered his head to kiss her.

"Enough! Who do you think would come to this place for no reason, except to buy medicine, just to tell me which woman you used to have a good time with? Han Yue pushed Xiao Junyan away violently and stood a few meters away from him outside the door: "I would rather believe that she doesn't want me to be deceived by you; No...... It's not that I would rather believe, but that I have to believe! She's one of so many women you've been hurt by, and she's just trying to tell me, don't hurt you! ”

"Do you really think so?" Xiao Junyan didn't touch Han Yue anymore, just stood at the entrance and looked at her helplessly: "A few broken photos, the crazy words in the mouth of a crazy woman, in your heart, are not as good as a person who saved your life?" ”

"Okay, Mr. Xiao......" Han Yue shook his head: "You have saved so many people in this last world, and you may be able to meet your request by finding a few women; As for me, it's not worth it, and please don't dwell on it any longer. As for this clinic, it is as if you saved me, and I give you a gift; If I don't like it, I won't say anything. ”

"Han Yue!" Xiao Junyan stood behind and shouted her name: "Do you believe it or not?" Believe it or not, you'll come back to me! You're going to love me! ”

Han Yue paused, and the voice was like a terrifying ghost floating in the air, chasing after her closely, forcing her to start running down the deserted street.

"What is this...... Oops! Yiyi looked around at the seemingly familiar but very unfamiliar scenery, and was distracted for a while; Until Han Yue, who was running away, pretended to be full.

"You...... Are you okay? Han Yue looked at Yiyi who fell to the ground, and felt a little familiar for a moment.

Zero-dimensional space - advanced development room.

"That's what you call the way to keep your daughter safe?"

"What? How can my daughter live, and you still have to talk nonsense? ”

"Old thing, I don't care about anything else; If something goes wrong with Han Yue, I'll make you an executive on the spot! Ai Pu took a deep breath of something similar to a three-dimensional cigarette; It was much longer than a cigarette and didn't need fire; Just a few times Xiao pinched, and his head would glow like a burning; It will not emit an unpleasant smell when smoked, and it is slightly similar to e-cigarettes in three-dimensional space.

"Don't think too much of yourself, lad." The old man walked up to Ai Pu and patted Ai Pu on the shoulder, Ai Pu almost didn't hold the "cigarette" in his hand: "I'm her Laozi, you're not qualified to say such things to me." Whether she is dead or alive is not your turn to arrange. The old man smiled and continued: "Don't forget, the survival time of zero-dimensional creatures in three-dimensional space is limited, and you don't even love her life enough, so you are embarrassed to bully my old bones?" ”

Ai Pu pinched the "cigarette roll" out of shape; He really wanted to punch this guy hard, if it weren't for what he said right.

What is the best solution for an employer to find out that two employees have a conflict?

That would be to fire both at the same time.

When players find out that they share the same game character, what is the difference between victory and defeat?

That's what the player does.

- "Essays of the Founder"

? Year? Month? day

Week?

Weather?

I admire their ingenuity in creating such an extreme order of terror.

I think those who have a phobia of red may just die. Maybe it's nothing for color blindness, though.

This is a very humorous saying, in this day and age, we will always go to have fun for ourselves.

Anyway, it's me who is the most tired. But I didn't dare shout after all: I've had enough!

Whining is the best option here.

In fact, I have to blame myself for all this in the end. If I hadn't been too greedy, I wouldn't have ended up at this point! It's hard for me to say such self-examining words, but now I don't care about anything, I can only confide in me here. I can't get back that so-called good thing, and since I've been caught in this never-ending cycle, I've known that I'm completely finished.

I don't even have the right to dominate myself, everything is at the mercy of others, I have no autonomy, no choice, nothing.

I don't know if I've been deceived, I don't know if I'll be turned into a useless bullet after all this and end up killed like a traitor in war. It's my sin to blame others.

How I wish I could get out of this cycle and I could do what I wanted!

But perhaps God destined me to be a heinous person.

Looking back, I did so many things I shouldn't have done. Money and power are always the things I am most proud of, and that's right. But I may have gone too far. I asked my sister out that dimly afternoon in order to get more of the property, and I pushed her down the valley.

When I heard the sound of flesh colliding with stones, and saw the red-stained stream, my heart was pounded with a myriad of emotions.

Whether it's pain, regret, sadness, joy or pride.

I think that was the craziest thing I've ever done, and the one thing that ended up splitting my personality.

I didn't even split it in half, but into an infinite number of points, each with its own peculiarities.

Ever since the arrival of the Mixed Soul Yuan, I knew that I would not have a good retribution.

My sister has come to me, she has come to me so many times that she almost killed me. But I didn't care anymore at that time. I'm already a walking dead, and the only thing I have to do is kill people and kill everyone who shouldn't exist.

I forgot who gave me such magic that I could kill a man without mercy.

Whatever the method, it is good to take advantage of the special properties of order, or to use a bayonet.

As I saw one living creature after another gradually losing signs of life before my eyes, I was overwhelmed by a burst of intense pleasure.

I'm a murderer, but I'm forced!

Can anyone tell me what the hell I should do now!

According to the original budget, soon I was going to kill again.

But I don't want to do that, but it doesn't work, I can't get out.

Losing that fun, I felt like I was losing myself. Whoever it is, I will have no pity.

Forgive me! I was forced!

Persecuted by others, persecuted by oneself.

Forgive me! I really didn't want to do it, but it was like a deadly fragrance that tempted me to control myself.

Instinctively, I'm not going to stop it.

As for those "friends", all I can say is that it's ridiculous.

Yes, sarcasm without a hint of emotion! This is directly related to my innate personality. I'm the kind of callous, insensitive. What friends, what feelings, it's just ridiculous words.

It's annoying.

I will not give up what I have done, because I believe that there is no friendship in this world!

I will not regret what I have done, because I am sure that there is no friendship in this world!

I will continue to do heinous things, because I am convinced that there is no friendship in this world!

finish

- "Chang Xue's Diary"

Liang Qin put down the pen in her hand and looked at the diary she drafted for Chang Xue written on the back cover.

After a long time, she gently closed the "Chang Xue's Diary" and threw it into the blazing furnace.