Most wanted. The most feared.

The girl's face, which has always had distinct facial features, was like a flower, but the words she said really didn't match the smile - "Gan Liao, when will you be able to wear a skirt?" "Few, don't you always have this expression, aren't you happy if I have fun for you?" "Seriously, if you don't talk to that station, it's like a telephone pole, which girl...... Oh oh slip of the tongue, what man wants you? "I'll go! You are playing tricks, saying that you are only allowed to move your upper body and not use your legs......" "This trick is so handsome, Liao, teach me, teach me!" ...... I'm so smart, I'm sure I'll learn it as soon as I learn it! ”

"You're fighting so well, just become a soldier, and then come to a military commander hahahahaha......"

"You're so powerful, why can't you save me?"

"Why? I'm so close to you, you can't save me? ”

"You've always been the calmest and most sensitive, how come you didn't notice the danger she's hiding behind?"

"You react quickly, why didn't you die instead of Ningxia and me! What's the use of you being alive? What's the use of beating me? It's not like watching me die on your face paint and you're as unresponsive as a piece of wood! ”

"I hate you! Hate you for plunging us all into misery, hate you for plunging me into your memories so that I will never be pure! ”

"Gan Liao! Gan Liao—"

He opened his eyes suddenly, and took a hard breath, like a salted fish struggling to turn over. Several faces finally faded from their minds and faded back, gradually calming down with their breathing. A familiar unbearable pain came from the position of the heart, and the first slight spasms swept uncontrollably through the body.

"It's... Have you had a nightmare? Lian Cha, who had been called to grind coffee once a week, was caught by the sound of wheezing and looked up at the monitor screen.

"Why are you scared like this? I'm afraid it's post-traumatic stress syndrome, right? Lian Shui answered casually.

"Do you need to go over and have a look?"

"No, who hasn't had a nightmare, she's not- hey, what is she looking for?"

Gan Liao habitually and anxiously looked under the pillow, where is the dagger? She always carries it with her. The pain in her heart intensified, as if she was trying to tear her body apart and escape, every second, her whole body was like ten thousand ants gnawing at every gap in the bone marrow after taking drugs, and the blood and nerves were all blocked, and the pain made her dizzy and trembling.

"Something is wrong, how is it like knocking medicine?" Practicing tea stops grinding coffee.

"Hurry up and report to the captain." Lian Nan had already made a decision at the first time: "Lian Shui, call a doctor over-"

"What are you going to tell me?" “My！ What is she doing with a knife? ”

As soon as Jiang Cheng stepped in with one foot, he heard a certain woman's emotion, and he only said badly in his heart, and raised his head suddenly-

is like an addict who got the onset of white-faced drug addiction for the first time, and the embarrassment and embarrassment of swallowing reappeared in Gan Liao. The hand holding the cold scalpel trembled, but it was still stubborn and quickly slid on his exposed smooth forearm. You can hear the sound of flesh tearing apart through the screen.

Inadequate! Not enough!

The fresh blood gushing out of his arm in an instant is like a vent, and once the gate is opened, it can no longer be stopped. As if relieved slightly, Gan Liao's body shuddered as it scratched itself, and then scrambled to crawl half of his arm with the blood. I don't know if it's Helian Xiyang's delusion, after this move, her spasms seem to be lighter, and although her physical state looks shocking, she relaxes slightly. It's a pity that she seems to have a great desire to vent, and when the pain in her arm comes, although it is alleviated, it is a drop in the bucket in the heart. Gan Liao told himself to take his time, sit himself flat on the floor, and then raised the tip of the scalpel, trembling at the level of his chest—

Helian Siyan's face finally changed.

The pain in the heart has been reduced a lot, and the pain in the chest is on par with the pain. "It's okay... It's all right......" Gan Liao hung on the back of his hand on the ground, and the blood-glistening knife lay on his fingertips. The blood from the ruptured wound on the chest stained the placket red, and the blood on the arm no longer gushed out in large quantities, as if the level in the plastic bottle fell to the ground, and poured out two-thirds of the remaining small amount of one-third slowly remained in the body to maintain the only life energy, the cyan blood vessels stood out on the pale arm, Gan Liao tried to even out her breathing, she really didn't have the extra strength to sort out the blood on the ground, and every time she tossed, she was exhausted.

After a minute of rest, Gan Liao skillfully tore from the hospital gown with one hand. Maybe I was too anxious this time, I didn't grasp the strength well, and I bleed too much, why can't I tear a piece of clothing? Thinking so, he clenched the scalpel that he had thrown away immediately after not bleeding, and just picked it up to cut off the well-made material. "Hum-" The sound of the combination lock opening came from the outhouse, like a child peeking at home and being frightened by a parent who went and returned, the footsteps swept through the nerve center with urgency, Gan Liao's face was almost transparent, and there was no paper towel to wipe around, his eyes turned wildly, and he reached out from the hospital bed to reach for the pillow, in a vain attempt to cover the unbearable on the ground.

Before he could reach the corner of the pillow, a black shadow covered it, and Gan Liao was so angry that he stood up directly. Bleeding profusely, he got up suddenly, his eyes were black, and he couldn't see the person in front of him clearly for a while.

From the time she cut her forearm, Jiang Cheng had already rushed out of the work area, got on an off-road car and stepped on the accelerator to the end and rushed over as fast as possible, the password door slowly opened, and Jiang Cheng sensitively smelled the sweet smell of blood, the familiar, damn bloody gas. The man sat barefoot on the cold ground, and the contents of the surgical scaffolder fell to the ground, mixing with the blood that was no longer flowing on the smooth ground. On the arms, chest, and clean and soft hospital gown, there were already bloodstains and honorable deaths. The broken hair on his forehead was stuck with blood and sweat, his eyes were half-closed and half-open, and he reached the edge of the bed, but he didn't even have the strength to stand.

The fire had already burned from the soles of his feet to the top of his head, Jiang Cheng glared at the shaky and distracted person in front of him, and endured it for a few years before he didn't slap her in the face, making her face a little "bloody".

"Open your eyes." Jiang Cheng's hand holding her shoulder increased: "Look at me." ”

Gan Liao's eyelids began to heavily, she didn't have time to think about why this time was different from before, she couldn't hold it after breaking two holes, and she heard the familiar Jiang Cheng's tone in her ears, but after hearing this sentence, she was inexplicably relieved, a little drowsy and impulsive, as if someone asked her to open her eyes last time she went to sleep, she developed a physiological reaction, and her upper and lower eyelids were almost glued together. There seemed to be a sound of cracking silk tearing in his ears, and then, as if he had been stabbed on his arm, Gan Liao's eyelids that were about to be completely closed were slightly opened, and the next second they were persistently glued together again, and the familiar "sound insulation effect" was automatically turned on......