Chapter 2002： Can give me nothing but hurt

"what--"

The volume gave a painful cry and felt a tearing pain.

"Measure!" There seemed to be a familiar voice in the distance.

It overlaps with the figure of the boy in my mind.

The amount of capacity saw an illusion.

The image of nothingness rushed towards her, the boy's body was a little thin, but it brought warm light in the dark night.

[Dodge...Little fool...Danger...]

He was obviously so close to her, but his voice was like a world away.

"Little brother..." Capacities endured the pain and stretched out his hand, "Little brother..."

She ran towards him.

Seeing a blood-red flower blooming on his chest, the loud gunshots made his eardrums sore.

"Little brother, don't..." The volume sobbed, "Don't die...Don't go..."

The palm of her hand passed through the imaginary figure, and her heart was sore.

Running too fast, her figure couldn't help leaning forward, and fell forward, but when she was about to fall, she was caught by some force.

The volume was restored, and she felt that someone grabbed her arm.

"Little..." she yelled eagerly.

But only one word was interrupted by the other party.

"Measure..." This was a hoarse and interfering voice, seeming to endure some pain.

The volume was shocked, and the appearance of a young man in his mind quickly faded and replaced with a man's appearance.

"Squeak?" she asked cautiously.

The electricity hasn't recovered yet. It is a dark space. You can only vaguely feel the outline of the person. However, the capacity is still instinctive, and I guessed who is holding me.

The boiling heart seemed to calm down.

The sharp pain in my mind is gradually disappearing, but the volume of thinking has never been so clear.

After a difficult silence, she said sadly, "Squeak, I ask you, Wei Siqi hurt me that night, was it your order?"

She felt Song Yuzi's hand gripping her arm tightly.

He didn't answer yes or no, but just asked, "Did you remember?"

It may be that his throat has been injured. He speaks very hard, as if suffering a great pain.

The capacity is not the slightest guilt.

"If I said I didn't, would you believe it?" He asked again, barely uttering the last few words.

Capacity almost smiled helplessly, "You don't have a reason to lie to me now, right?"

Without waiting for Song Yuzi to ask anything more, she continued, "After all, no matter what you say, we are already, and we are cut off."

"You..." Song Yuzi grabbed the volume with both hands, and his anger and unwillingness also passed through clearly.

"Squeak, tell me frankly, are you in love with me or just to satisfy yourself?" The volumetric voice was so cold that there was no trace of temperature.

"In Excellent Era, you tried your best to calculate me, messed up my life and made me miserable... Is this behavior because of love or because of your distorted dark psychology?"

Song Yuzi's throat was dumb, and she didn't know how long she was silent before she said with difficulty, "I don't know... how to get your love..."

His hands were a little loose, "Maybe I love someone, I can only do this..."

Such selfishness is terrible.

But he immediately explained in a little panic, "I also want to be nice to you, I don't want you to be injured, measure... I just want to prove that I can protect you!"

The capacity is a bit ridiculous.

In order to prove that it can protect her, do you design to hurt her first?