Help! The yandere's beloved pet wants to escape

Liu Mei sat on the cabin seat.

She held her newly bought Hermès crocodile bag and couldn't let it go, and even wore white silk gloves.

Over and over again, he caressed the bag tenderly along the lines of the crocodile leather.

"Well~ my little baby worth 300 million."

"With you, I can firmly hold the center position in the circle of noble ladies."

She pulled the corners of her mouth and smiled sarcastically.

"This is the ceiling of Hermès. In the past, only that gossip girl could afford this bag."

"Now the positions have been reversed. Now that she's dead, let's see who the real mistress of the Gu family is.

"Haha, me."

Liu Mei pouted and smacked the crocodile bun in the air.

"The Liu family's survival rule is that whoever lives longer wins, and the one who dies is the mistress."

At the cabin door, the footsteps of three people came closer and closer.

As soon as Liu Mei saw Gu Shiche, her eyes immediately turned red and she ran towards him with a shameless face, carrying the crocodile bag.

She pushed Jiang Wanqing away, her eyes misting over.

"Ouch, Tokito... How's your injury? Does it still hurt?"

"Can't die."

Gu Shiche was annoyed to even look at her, and the way he looked at her was as if he was looking at a pile of garbage.

He groaned in his heart.

He is probably afraid that after he dies, the power of the group will fall into the hands of others and he will have no money to spend.

Liu Mei's nose felt sore, but her tone was soft, and she blamed him in a coquettish way.

"What a joke! You were shot! The bullet went through your chest! If it had been even a centimeter off, you would have died instantly!"

"What will I do if you die?"

Liu Mei's eyes were sore.

Suddenly, she looked up and glared at Jiang Wanqing fiercely.

Liu Mei pointed at her nose, her fingers trembling.

"How dare you, a jinx like you, still be here?!"

"If it weren't for you, this disaster star, how could our Shi Che be injured like this!"

She subconsciously raised the bag in her hand, wanting to hit her in the face like last time.

"That's enough, have you had enough?"

"Why are you pretending to be an elder in front of me?"

Gu Shiche glared at her angrily and used his body to block Jiang Wanqing.

He snatched it away and threw it hard.

The crocodile bag worth three million was thrown heavily to the ground.

Liu Mei cried out in pain and covered her chest with trembling hands.

Gu Shiche was breathing slightly, his jaw clenched.

He slowly glanced at the bag and suddenly felt a splitting headache, and even the scene in front of him became blurred.

Memory is like a broken videotape, with something constantly flashing and the images are distorted.

In the deepest part of my brain, something is about to come out.

Struggling and shouting, trying to break free from the shackles.

......

Fragments of memory remain in a dark night.

Gu Shiche didn't dare to look up, hugged himself and squatted in the corner.

A pair of red high heels stepped on the old wooden floor and stopped in front of him.

The identical bag was slowly placed on the ground.

The devil sat on the soft sofa and took out cigarettes and lighter from his bag.

The sound of a lighter being clicked rang in my ears, and a cigarette was lit.

"It's your turn today, come here."

The demon beckoned to him.

Gu Shiche curled up in the corner, hugged his knees and kept shaking his head at her.

The demon took a puff of his cigarette and slowly exhaled the foul-smelling white smoke.

The fire was picked up by his fingertips, and the sparks slowly fell. The devil curled his lips and smiled.

"Choose one of the two, either you or her."

"If you don't come over, I'll burn her with cigarettes. Her skin is more tender, and the sound of burning her with cigarettes will be more pleasant."

After saying this, the devil threw his head back and laughed wildly.

"Don't hurt her! I...I'll come over."

Gu Shiche dragged his heavy steps, and his anklets made a rattling sound as they scraped across the floor.

He volunteered, slowly approaching the demon.

In the endless darkness, continuous screams were heard.

Fire, imprinted in his shattered memories.

The scars on the body will heal, but the wounds imprinted in the memory are still bleeding.

......

Gu Shiche bent down in pain, with layers of sweat breaking out on his forehead.

He hugged his arms and suddenly fell to his knees on the plane floor.

The smoke and fire in his memory seemed to be branded on his current body, causing pain in every nerve in his body.

The other personalities wanted to take advantage of his weakness and emerge.

"Fire... Fire! It hurts."

Everyone paused for a few seconds.

"Tokitoshi-nii-nii!"

Jiang Wanqing quickly squatted down to help him, her eyes slightly red.

He was probably having a relapse of his illness.

Lu Qi carried him and struggled to carry him to the master bedroom in the center of the cabin.

Liu Mei's face froze for a moment and her whole body trembled.

Her eyes were wide open with tears in their sockets.

"Fire...did he just say fire?"

"I can't...I can't think of that woman...that woman is a demon."

"Didn't he say that he had forgotten his memory? Why would he think of her..."

Liu Mei suddenly collapsed to the ground, covering her face and crying.

......

Gu Shiche was put on the big bed. He held his head in pain with both hands, and cold sweat soaked his clothes.

His lips were pale as he suppressed the other personalities that were trying to escape.

"Qing...Qing, if necessary...use..."

With a trembling hand, he pointed at the bracelet on her wrist.

"Don't... have any concerns."

Jiang Wanqing's eyes were sore, she blinked hard and responded softly.

She took a towel and wanted to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead.

"Stay away from me... I'm afraid... I might hurt you."

Gu Shiche bit his lip, his handsome face turned pale, and he turned his head away to avoid her touch.

Jiang Wanqing's eyes were red, and she felt as if her throat was being pinched by an invisible hand, making it so sore and difficult to breathe.

She heard the brokenness in his tone.

It's light, but painful.

She frowned and raised her head slightly, trying not to let the tears fall.

"Just go away... leave me alone."

Gu Shiche's eyelids twitched in pain, and his 1.9-meter-tall figure curled up into a ball.

Jiang Wanqing suddenly stood up from the bed and threw herself onto it.

She took the initiative to hug him, pressing his head in her arms, and holding the back of his head with her small hands.

"The patient is disobedient again."

"Since you are sick, no request is too much."

Jiang Wanqing spoke in a soft voice, coaxing him just like he had coaxed her countless times before.

The movements of her hands were gentle.

"You once said that kissing someone you like will stimulate the production of endorphins in the body, which can act as an analgesic and anesthetic."

“Now I’m going to return this to you.”

The lips slowly fell.

He struggled to open his black eyes, and a strange turbulence spread in his chest.

"I...said that?"

"Be more careful when kissing, otherwise the effect won't be good."

Jiang Wanqing gave him a warning look.

"Oh."

Gu Shiche curled his lips slightly, held her waist, and deepened the kiss again.

And when the two of them were entangled.

The ground ten thousand meters away was already in chaos.

A great war quietly began.