The noble evil young lady

Shu lowered his head and looked at me with complicated eyes. There was a little sweat on his forehead. He was dressed in black straight clothes, dark and mysterious. The Japanese sword that was drawn from its sheath in his hand was shining with a bloodthirsty cold light.

I looked at him with more eager eyes, and put all my hopes in his hands. The blood on his hands flowed more and more, and the red track became shocking.

A trace of resentment flashed in his eyes, and he nodded lightly.

"Shu, you agree!?" The tears in my eyes had already flowed down due to excitement, and my nerves relaxed. Still holding the blade in my hand, I raised my eyes and said softly to Qianyu, "Qianyu, promise me, live well! ?"

I have lost Tenyi forever, and I don't want the enchanting boy who has already occupied an important place in my heart to die so early. The cherry blossoms of the Yuan family are already bright enough, and I don't want Chihiro's blood to be stained under the tree.

Qianyu took a deep look at Shu's back, then turned to look at me, his eyes were full of doting, he nodded weakly, and said: "I promise you, the wound on your hand is already very serious, go and bandage it up." one time!"

I looked down and realized that my hand had become bloody and bloody between the blades. I was too nervous before and didn't feel much, but now I suddenly felt that the phalanx was about to break.

Shu had already walked ahead and waited for me, so I quickly got up and followed, and after walking a few steps, I didn't forget to turn my head to look at Qianyu, seeing that his face still maintained a bright smile like the sun, so I felt relieved .

Shu lowered his head and took a look at the injury on my hand, a flash of distress flashed in his eyes, and he murmured: "I hope I didn't hurt my bones!"

In fact, such pain was worth Chihiro's life. I smiled gratefully, and continued to grit my teeth and endure.

Shu gently hugged my shoulders, and walked out the door with me. The kendo field was so quiet that only the sound of our footsteps remained, but my heart was finally filled with a touch of happiness, as sweet as honey. .

When I first walked to the door, there was a dead silence behind me, my footsteps stopped, and my face instantly turned pale.

An unprecedented sense of loss and panic flashed through my heart.

I turned around quickly, my smile froze instantly, the world seemed to have lost its voice, my breathing seemed to be deprived, the center of the dojo was already full of eye-stimulating red, this kind of red makes people heartache, makes people cry inexplicably, and even makes people tear Heartbroken.

The air seemed to freeze, and I shouted with all my strength: "Qianyu!!!"

At this time, Qianyu was holding the previous Japanese sword in his hand, but the blade sank into his strong abdomen, and the snow-white straight clothes were instantly stained red by a large amount of blood. All this was going on silently, the process of seppuku and its Painful, but he didn't groan.

The moment I turned my head back, a flash of astonishment flashed in his eyes, his bloodless face became a little frighteningly white, but under his delicate and beautiful face, he looked even more bewitching, blood flowers bloomed all over the ground, Like poppies in full bloom, beautiful but heartbreaking.

The silence of death. . .

I desperately ran to Qian Yu's side, and quickly supported his shoulders, the wound on my hand was bleeding tirelessly, mixed with his blood, but I couldn't tell the difference anymore. . .

Tears poured out of my eyes like a tide, flooding my face, my spirit almost collapsed, and I yelled in pain: "Qianyu, you promised me! Why do you want to do seppuku!!??"