I'm having EMO, can you help me die?

"My sister, protect her."

She heard the man next to her say to the man opposite her.

The man's jet-black hair was casually draped over his shoulders, the slightly curled ends gently brushing against his deep eyes. His brows revealed a hint of unruliness, his nose was high and straight, and his lips were slightly closed, giving him a cold yet mad feeling.

The man opposite him opened his mouth slightly and said, "I will take good care of her."

It was a reassuring statement, but Wang Wu felt a chill on his neck.

Although I'm not doing this task, I just want to ask, has anyone here completed this task before?

Xiao Lan flipped through her records.

No, this is the first time someone has done this task.

[You guys don't even bother to check these things before letting people do tasks, you just dump people in here without taking any responsibility whatsoever.]

Before he could even react, Wang Wu had already been handed over to Gu Jing.

Her legs went weak, and she instinctively gripped Gu Jing's hand tightly.

"Thank you."

Wang Wu used all his strength to whisper.

You're welcome, my... darling.

Wang Wu felt the man's fingers tightening, and just as she was about to feel pain.

The person in front of her suddenly lowered his head and kissed her fingers.

[Me! You! Me!]

[Hello, can I leave? To be honest, I'm actually quite socially anxious. What should I do in this situation?]

Wang Wu's mind went completely blank.

I don't even know when the wedding ended. I just felt that I said "I do" without knowing what happened, and then I felt my lips being touched. Then I was in the room.

Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing?

"Hey, I can walk, but I can't handle this, really!"

"So what? It's not your body anyway, you're not losing anything."

"My soul is mine! I've never been this close to anyone else in my past life!"

"Then you've got it for life," Xiao Lan said nonchalantly.

"Dong dong dong..."

Hearing the noise, Wang Wu suddenly stood up. "Could this be Gu Jing?"

"No, no, I'm not ready to see him yet."

"I can't go out."

Seeing her anxious expression, Xiao Lan realized that after spending so many days together, she had finally seen her in a hurry.

"Dong dong dong..."

Another knocking sounded at the door.

These cries are so agonizing! She didn't die inside!

As a college student, Wang Wu firmly believed that there must be other ways to avoid it.

The male lead in this script is a policeman named Gu Ze, who is my childhood sweetheart in my current body. So, the "crazy guy" in the alternate story "Don't Kill Me, Crazy Guy," who made me kill Gu Jing, is referring to Gu Jing.

Wang Wu is now frantically searching his brain for novels featuring crazy male protagonists. One minute later, two minutes later...

"Damn your memory! You don't remember anything you should!"

"Wait a minute, crazy male protagonists usually have one thing in common."

"That means they're all crazy; they won't touch people they don't like, and some don't even like touching people."

Xiao Lan sat on the bed, a small ball, like a little rice dumpling, watching Wang Wu go from calm to madness and then back to calm.

"So he would never touch me."

"That makes things easier. They might kill me, as if I'm looking for death."

After taking stock of everything, Wang Wu now felt incredibly strong.

He opened the door without hesitation the next time someone knocked.

A beautiful woman appeared at the door.

"Madam, the master was worried that you might be hungry, so he asked me to bring you some food back."

She breathed a sigh of relief when Gu Jing, that lunatic, didn't show up.

The food that was delivered can still be eaten for a while.

"I'm starving."

Wang Wu hadn't eaten anything from morning until noon, and now he puts food in his mouth whenever he sees it.

"This food is quite good, it tastes delicious."

"Can't you act like a lady? You're not being elegant at all when you're eating."

"I'm a college student, why should I need to be elegant?"

"Are all college students like this in your area?"

"That's how it is," Wang Wu replied while eating.

"I can tolerate it when there are other people around, but you still won't let me break my persona when there's no one around."

"The pigs in the production team need a good rest!"

"Besides, I never agreed to help you with your mission."

"alright."

Xiao Lan just sat to the side and watched her stubbornly argue.

As the saying goes, you get sleepy after a full meal. Wang Wu didn't sleep well last night, and she came in early this morning. Now her eyelids are drooping with sleepiness.

"No, sitting like this isn't right. I'm going to take a nap. Sleep is the most important thing in the world."

Wang Wu lay on the bed, sleeping with his whole body spread out in a starfish position. After a short while, his chest began to move rhythmically up and down.

"Sometimes you have a pretty big heart."

However, it claims today that this instance has never been run by anyone, and that it's a lie to Wang Wu.

People have been to this instance before, but no one has ever completed the mission. Everyone who comes out of this instance suffers from severe psychological trauma and cannot survive normally unless their memories are erased.

However, she wouldn't tell Wang Wu this, otherwise she would definitely jump into the sea and commit suicide right now.

One suicide is fine, but the problem is that she keeps committing suicide. Her energy is limited and can't withstand her actions.

Six pm.

Xiao Lan sat on the edge of the bed and watched as Wang Wu slept for six hours and still hadn't woken up.

Of course, there was another person who watched it for almost six hours, just like it.

Seeing Gu Jing's expressionless face, it still didn't wake up the sleeping Wang Wu.

Of course, when it saw Gu Jingdong, it was a little scared and moved to the side.

Gu Jing found it strange; how could someone sleep so much?

If Wang Wu were to wake up, she would definitely cry out that she was wronged, because she is not usually like this.

He squeezed the girl's hand, but the person on the bed did not move at all.

So he continued, his ringed hand covering Wang Wu's cheek.

It was cool and refreshing, but the person in the dream was completely unsuspecting and even rubbed against Gu Jing's hand.

Gu Jing paused for a second, then moved his fingers down and grasped her slender neck.

Little Lazy held his breath.

Only it knows how tragically its previous hosts died.

Will it die this time too? It held its breath.

Gu Jing focused intently and slowly applied force. Xiao Lan was very nervous, and then she saw Wang Wu open his eyes.

As soon as he woke up, his eyes were covered with a layer of mist, and Gu Jing saw a pair of big, watery eyes staring at him.

While Wang Wu was sleeping soundly, she felt a tightness around her neck. She felt that the pressure was bearable, but after a while, she felt a little difficulty breathing and forced herself to open her eyes.

Just then, I saw a pale, incredibly handsome face right in front of me, only about 10 centimeters away.

The hand gripping his neck seemed to tighten even more.

[This wasn't my suicide; someone in the dungeon killed me.]

You said if I committed suicide you would let me start over, so if I were murdered you wouldn't let me go back to square one, right?

[Say something? Stop playing dead. I don't want to go through that ordeal of getting up at 4 a.m. again.]

Gu Jing felt that the person on the bed was a little strange. There was no struggle at all, no fear in their eyes, and even a hint of something else, as if their eyes were saying, "Are you killing someone? Oh, please hurry up, I want to die."