Although she is romantic, she sees it very thoroughly.

Because it is thorough, it is desolate.

Whenever she is unhappy, she always likes to talk to me, and I am very happy at this time.

It shows that I am special, a person who can walk into her heart.

Although those men are good-looking, they never get her sincerity.

And I'm the only one who can make her speak from her heart!

Soon, however, I wasn't the only one.

She met a man who became regent of the court.

It was a god-like man, and as soon as he appeared, I had a strong sense of crisis.

Sure enough, she was tempted, and ran after that man every day, trying her best to chase him.

In the past, although she liked to flirt with men, she never took it to heart, let alone felt sad for those men.

The Regent was different, and I could tell that she genuinely liked him.

And will be sad for him.

How many times did she get angry with that man, and when she came back, she got drunk, and then cried to me that the man was wood, and he had no vision, and he didn't even look down on her.

She always likes to whisper, "Mumu, it would be nice if you could speak, so that you can talk to me." ”

Whenever this happens, I hate my burned throat.

If only I could talk.

It would be nice if it could be pretty.

Because, she likes beautiful men, and if I become pretty, will she like me too?

This thought made my heart beat wildly.

However, the reality was too cruel for me to recover.

Moreover, my hands are stained with blood, and I am not worthy of her.

Yes, I've killed, many, many people.

She was so beautiful that many people called her a vixen, and she was not happy, so I killed everyone who scolded her.

Some people coveted her beauty and tried to plot against her, and I killed them all.

I killed all the people who bullied her and made her unhappy.

Because those people deserve to die!

For these people, she scolded me many times and told me not to kill anymore, and I was very obedient and said yes, and I would never refute the master's words.

However, if anyone bullies her again, I will still kill her.

For this reason, she said that I had a paranoid personality and a twisted mentality, and wanted to drive me away.

I won't go.

She wouldn't let me in, so I knelt on a rainy night and knelt all night until I passed out.

When she woke up, she was standing in front of her bed, looking worried.

I smiled, and I knew that she cared about me and was reluctant to drive me away.

She called me crazy.

I still smiled brightly at her, what about a madman, as long as I can be by her side, as long as I can protect her, even if I am a madman, I am willing.

After that, she stopped driving me away, but calmly reasoned with me and told me not to kill people indiscriminately.

I didn't kill people indiscriminately, why didn't she understand, the people I killed were all bullying her, and they were all damned people.

Later, when she said too much, she didn't listen to what she said, and she was a little angry and wanted to drive me away.

In fact, whenever she teaches me, I am very happy, because at this time her mind will be on me, not on those men who look at the mess.

I'll be a little proud, and lo and behold, even if I'm not good-looking, even if I'm mute, she'll still care about me.

But now, she doesn't care about me anymore, because she is caught in the love network of another man, and she is destined to see no one else.

(End of chapter)