Because of the shared accommodation, the health room was extremely quiet today, so quiet that it made you want to take a peaceful nap.

But what was reflected in the golden eyes were the blood-colored fonts on the black back cover.

Warning, here it comes again.

I put my right hand on my forehead and frowned helplessly.

This is really surprising...the group of people from the headquarters who came to warn me so many times didn't come to assassinate me.

The door was opened, and a person stood in front of me with the backlight on. After a long time, my eyes adjusted and I could see the person clearly.

"Ah, Mr. Xia, why are you here today?" I narrowed my golden eyes and looked at him. I went to many schools for this sleepover. As the organizer, Hyokui's manager couldn't possibly not go.

Xia Qianmian's long silver hair was cut into short pieces a few days ago. The short hair looks fluorescent in the daytime. The medium-length short hair is as messy as life but without any loss of beauty.

Xia Qianmian's baby-red eyes flashed with a smile, "It's time to go." His sexy thin lips uttered a magnetic voice that made people imagine.

"I won't participate in the sleepover." I always felt that something was wrong with Xia Qianmian today.

"Hey, Huai, lately have you always felt that your body has no strength to support you?" His scarlet eyes narrowed and he raised an evil smile.

"I don't know what you are talking about, and besides, I'm not familiar with you, please don't call me by my name." He slowly walked towards me, getting closer and closer, and I was obviously guilty of what I said.

"Huai, I've already taken care of the matter with Liu Ke. You are no longer of any use now." He tilted his head, the ice blue earrings beside his ears shining brightly.

I couldn't bear it and stood up.

"Who the hell are you?!" I said this almost in a steady voice.

"What do you think?" Xia Qianmian looked down at me with his height of 1.77 meters, lowered his head and blew ambiguous hot air into my ear.

"King Death, if you don't need me to tell you directly, why did you come?" I took a step back, looked into his scarlet eyes, and stared straight at him, trying to find out what was going on.

"It's great that you only have eyes for me." His smile had a little more meaning, a little bitter, a little sarcastic and a little bit, happiness?

"...Ugh!" I lowered my head, and a black gun was pointing at my stomach, smoking. The pain soon spread all over my body, paralyzing my nerves, and the crimson blood kept flowing out, dyeing me red.

shirt and lab coat.

"Sister, you only belong to me now. No matter in any form, you are mine." Xia Qianmian's magnetic voice is still lingering in my ears, and I cannot die like this because my identity is the God of Death.

My eyelids were pulled straight down, and I could only fall into a deep sleep as the darkness entered.

And he is really...his eyes, filled with tenderness, cruelty and madness, are all too familiar.

With a sarcastic smile, I struggled to say the words in my mind, "Shan Qi, you are so...suffering no matter what form you take."

Xia Qianmian is none other than Song Shanqi.

The person in my nightmare, Song Yun, the person who can never chase me, the person who always imprisons me but cruelly hurts me, the person I hate the most, the person I hate the most... my younger brother.

Unexpectedly, she didn't notice the contact since then. She only felt familiar. It seemed that he had changed. Both he and herself had changed a lot.

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At this point, there really is nothing left to continue depicting the inspiration of youth, so I’ll end it here.

But the last words Huaijiang said before she died hit the center of the story~
Chapter completed!