Before Ximeng could finish, a dagger was inserted into Ximeng's heart, held by the master and stirred deeply in his chest.
It was too painful. The pain realized that the consciousness had been blurred. The whole person wanted to curl up. Ximeng sent out a terrible scream. A pair of eyes stared greatly, and his face was distorted like a ferocious clown.
Jun Zhan looked at Ximeng's painful expression expressionless. His eyes were as dark as the boundless Black Sea. The violent storm dragged people into the deep sea. People were struggling and could only be submerged by the sea.
When the cold wind blew, the candlelight flickered and took care of the young man's face. Jun Zhan opened his mouth and said, "even if I like her, I have nothing to do with you, understand?"
His voice was like the most ruthless poison, and like the cold ice in the cold winter and December, with endless coldness and hostility: "don't let me hear her name again in your mouth. I feel sick when I mention a word."
"-- you, don't, deserve."
Jun Zhan loosened his hand and allowed the dagger to be inserted into Xi Meng's heart. He got up expressionless, picked up his handkerchief and wiped his hand morbidly. Again and again, his fingers turned red and didn't stop.
"Drag her out to feed the wolf."
Jun Zhan's long eyelashes drooped slightly, said a word to the dark place, turned around and left without nostalgia. His shadow was pulled for a long, long time
It was late when junzhan returned. Instead of going to the study, he went to the cabin on the mountain alone, where he once lived with her.
Looking at the familiar furnishings inside, Jun Zhan calmed down for a few seconds. The original expressionless look eased. The corners of his lips tried to evoke a difficult smile. He lowered his head, covered up his look and whispered, "I'm back."
The natural answer to him was dead silence.
Jun Zhan seemed to have no feeling. He was still talking to himself: "are you still angry with me? It's all my fault. Don't be angry, i..." I miss you.
The beautiful man leaned against the door, his slender fingers holding the door, his white forehead against the edge of the door, some cold temperature.
His long eyelashes drooped, his eyes were light and smiling, and his tone was also very relaxed: "today I went to see Ximeng. She dared to say that I like you. It's ridiculous, well, she's damn. So would you be unhappy if I killed her? I shouldn't, after all, you don't like her."
In the silent room, only Jun Zhan was talking to himself.
"Bai Bai..." he shouted in a low voice. Of course, what he got was eternal silence.
Jun Zhan pursed his lips, his white forehead gently against the cold edge of the door, his long eyelashes trembled, his fine eyes seemed to fall off the stars, and the originally disguised lightness disappeared slowly.
Jun Zhan was quiet for a while, adjusted his mood, put a smile on his lips, and looked at the little hamster carefully taken care of by him. "I don't know how you are today. Do you eat and rest on time? You must pay attention to your body and take good care of yourself."
He seemed never tired to report today's situation. At the end, he said, "I'm fine today. I took good care of the hamster you gave me. Today I took it out to play. It was very happy outside and ate a lot of things. Now it's fat all round. I don't believe you see..."
He suddenly paused and remained silent for a long time before whispering, "Oh, forget, you can't see..."