My boyfriend is not a human being? It’s over. I love him even more!

Chapter 81: Can Mr. Clown also write love letters? (20)

According to the team leader, there is a mechanism under the box that can be opened, and there is also a secret passage on the bottom floor. The moment the box is opened, the person inside will fall into the passage under the floor, where staff will be waiting.

The staff did want to accompany Coco back, but Coco refused. She said she could go back alone and she was not a three-year-old child. Since she said so, others would not force her.

But what no one expected was that Coco did not return to Simon.

Coco was so innocent, soft and lovable. Simon couldn't imagine how many men would covet her if she got lost alone.

"What's going on? The audience has all left, but it's so lively backstage."

When Mason saw the person coming over, he immediately asked coldly: "Where did you take Coco?"

"Coco?" Mr. Clown responded for a moment, a smile appeared on his funny face, and he said, "Oh, you mean the lady who cooperated with me in the performance. After the magic show, she should go back."

Mason found the Joker's smiling attitude very annoying. He warned, "If anything happens to Coco, I won't let you go."

Mr. Clown was frightened. He raised his hands in surrender. "I am really innocent, sir. You can't put the blame on me just because there is no evidence."

He said: "The young lady looked like a slave, and perhaps she wanted to take this opportunity to escape."

Simon said with certainty: "Coco can't escape."

In the past, Coco had tried to escape, but she met some thugs and was about to be bullied. It was Simon, who had been looking for her for a day and a night, who showed up in time and saved her.

From then on, Coco became very dependent on Simon.

Simon even said that he would make Coco his lifelong lover.

Cohen came over and said, "Coco shouldn't have gone far. The circus is surrounded by fences. It won't be easy for Coco to leave quietly."

After all, she had chains on her feet, and the entrance and exit of the circus were guarded.

Simon said decisively: "Go find someone."

Mr. Clown smiled and said, "Good luck to you."

The gatekeeper said that he had not seen Coco go out, so she must still be in the circus. Simon and his men acted separately. They were so anxious to find a woman that people who didn't know might think that a lady from a family was missing, not a slave girl.

The night was dark. The circus was as lively as it was not long ago, and now it was as quiet as it was. Perhaps it would be more appropriate to describe it as dead silence.

Time seemed to have stopped, because they searched for a long time, but the night sky did not change.

The audience left, which was normal, but in this circus, they didn't even see the actors.

Suddenly, Simon heard a woman's cry. He ran towards the sound and found Coco lying on the grass in a sheepfold.

"Coco!" Simon hurried over to help her up and asked with concern: "What's wrong with you?"

Coco's face turned pale with fear. She stretched out her hand tremblingly and pointed at the corner, "There...there..."

Simon looked over, then his face froze.

There lay a severed arm, and the goats had gathered around it, gnawing it till it was a bloody mess, with the bones exposed.

This is a human arm.

Simon realized that something was wrong with this circus. He took Coco's hand and said, "Let's get out of here."

Coco was dragged forward by Simon, still in shock.

After entering the box, she went dark and lost consciousness. When she woke up again, she was lying in the sheepfold and suddenly found a broken arm. This scared her a lot. Simon said: "Coco, they said you wanted to escape on purpose, but I don't believe it. You will never leave my side."

Ke Ke was filled with sadness. Perhaps stimulated by this, she had the courage to say, "Sir, when you said I will stay by your side forever, do you mean we will be lovers for life?"

Simon looked at her.

The girl said stubbornly: "I don't want to be a lover. I don't want to be in disgrace for the rest of my life."

This was the first time she expressed her thoughts so bluntly.

Simon held her hand tightly. "So, you really want to leave me? Or do you choose to throw yourself into Mason's arms?"

Simon's heart tightened at the thought of this possibility.

He pinched her waist and said with red eyes: "Keke, you are mine, you are not allowed to go anywhere!"

Her disappearance just now made him realize how important she was in his heart. To him, she was no longer just a plaything.

Coco said painfully: "Sir, you still have a wife, you have your own family..."

"I will divorce Tawanna. You are my beloved wife!"

Coco paused in disbelief. When she realized what the man said, her heart started beating like thunder.

The singing came in the darkness, from far away to near, and with the accompaniment of the sound of the night wind, it revealed a bit of weirdness.

Gradually, a figure appeared. It was a fat lady in a yellow skirt. She was still singing the strange hymn of spring, but she added a few more words to the lyrics:
“The flames burned this spring season.

Lakes dried up, forests collapsed, and children cried.

You who have the smell of kerosene on your hands,

The crazy laughter will forever echo in the sea of ​​fire."

The fat lady in the yellow skirt was getting closer and closer. Her stiff movements became more and more like a puppet. She opened her mouth rigidly and mechanically, and kept repeating the song in her mouth, like a programmed machine.

Simon's face changed slightly. He blocked Coco behind him and said coldly: "You are playing tricks. Don't block me..."

Before he finished his words, the fat lady raised her hand and something sharp and cold scratched across his throat. Simon felt a chill in his throat, and then he saw blood spurting out.

Coco's screams pierced the night sky and became the best embellishment of the night.

The clown who was squatting on the ground writing a letter changed direction. He scratched his ears and cheeks for a while, and continued to use the five fingers of one hand to hold the pen. He first drew a big bell on the paper, and then drew a stickman wearing a skirt in the bell.

As he was painting, he kept muttering, "Xiangxiang... I want to hug you..."

Next, I drew a bubble on the head of the little person wearing the skirt, and then drew a small star inside it.

"Are you thinking about me?"

The wind blew, and the dry skin on the back of his neck seemed to crack open, and burnt flesh could be vaguely seen inside.

He casually patted the skin on the back of the neck that was going to be curled, and finally, he used crooked lines to connect the little man's hand and the bell together.

He drew several hearts around the heart, bit his finger, and happily painted the heart red with his blood.

"Xiangxiang, we will be able to meet soon, hehe."

(End of this chapter)