my girlfriend is dead

Today Lin Xi didn't shed any more tears. She sat on the chair and stared blankly at the Bana flowers on the table. As time passed, the girl seemed to have made up her mind. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath.

And when she opened her eyes again, there was only endless coldness in her eyes. She picked up the pen and wrote the name that she had recited in her heart for countless times beside the Bian Hua. face.

"Are you calling me?" The cold and misty voice sounded in the girl's ears. The girl froze, but immediately relaxed. "You are Ming"

"Sign a contract with me, and I will banish the person you hate to hell, but if you hurt someone, you will end up hurting yourself. So, are you ready to pay the price?" Ming said as he handed over the Bana flower in his hand.

"The price doesn't matter. No matter what the price is, I can accept it. Please exile the person I hate to hell!"

"The contract is established!"

Is it... a dream?There was a stabbing pain in her chest, she opened her clothes and saw the vivid red Bana flower on her chest, Lin Xi curled her mouth, Yu Yan, wait for me.

"You're awake," the cold voice without any ups and downs caught the girl's attention.

"Who are you here... what place?" Without the panic of being in an unfamiliar environment, the girl looked at this strange and strange place.

"I'm Ming, the one who sent you to hell," Ming turned and looked coldly at this girl who had been calm and a little too much from the beginning.

"Hell...? Is there really such a place?" The girl murmured softly, as if sighing, as if surprised, "Will my sudden disappearance affect other people's lives?" The girl looked up at her with a smile in her eyes. A little curious.

"As long as you don't leave a suicide note, everyone will lose their memory of you after being exiled to hell, except...the people who really saw you disappear..."

"Really? That's great," the girl smiled reassuringly.

"You shouldn't have interrupted me before I finished speaking," Minghong's eyes rippled.

"What... mean?" The girl looked at her with obvious resistance in her eyes. Her intuition told her that what this person said next was the fact she was least willing to accept.

Seemingly not seeing the change in the girl's mood, Ming said cruelly and coldly. "And the one who sent you to hell with his own hands."

"Who is it?" The girl hugged her arms and trembled slightly. Maybe she knew the answer a long time ago, but she subconsciously denied it.

"Aren't you very clear?" Ming asked lightly, completely defeating the girl.

"Why? Why can't she forget me like everyone else? I have brought so much pain to her. Why is it that even after I die, I still leave her with endless harm? Why? Why? ?" The tearful girl seemed to be questioning, but also seemed to be resentful.

So, is it for this person standing in front of her, or for herself who always hurts her lover!

Looking at the fragile girl who seemed to be broken at the first touch, Ming ruthlessly revealed even more cruel facts.

"Because..." After a pause, he turned his back to the girl, "If you hurt others, you will end up hurting yourself. Hurt is a double-edged sword. When you hurt others, you will definitely hurt yourself."

"And this is the proof that she hurt others, and it is also... the mark of her falling into hell in the future."

"Fell into...hell, she will too, no, how can it be, it is enough for me to be exiled to hell alone, why even she has to do this," the girl looked at Ming's back, her words were full of despair.

"This is her choice," Ming said softly, his red pupils were even more reddened by the setting sun.

"Her...choice!" No longer able to hug herself tightly, the girl closed her eyes tightly, fell backwards, leaned against the big tree behind her, and said weakly. "Send me away."

"Before sending you away, you can write a suicide note," Ming finally turned around and looked at the other party.

The "Suicide Note" girl opened her eyes and looked at those blood-like eyes. There was no despair in her eyes, only the numbness after hope was shattered.

"The suicide note is proof that you have existed in this world," Ming explained.

"You mean that if you leave a suicide note, it won't be forgotten by others, right!" the girl asked.

"Yes," Ming nodded, confirming the girl's conjecture.

"No, there's no need for that. Instead of letting her blame herself in the future, it's better to let her hate me like this! In the days to come, this hatred will slowly be forgotten as time goes by. She A new life will begin."

The flashing face in front of her eyes made the girl smile wryly, "For my mother, my disappearance is a relief to her! There is no need to trouble her anymore."

"Besides, the only person in this world who remembers me is the person I love the most. Even if I am hated by her, I am satisfied," the girl smiled for the first time after she came here. It is called a happy smile, "Ming, send me away."

"I understand," Ming nodded, and tightened the Bana flower in her hand, but she frowned in the next second, looking at the red blood drop with Lin Xi's name engraved floating in front of her.

Wang Yuyan blinked her eyes, looking at the figure who was standing in front of her just now but now disappeared, she was a little confused about the situation.

Lin Xi...

Looking at the girl who has stopped breathing but has a happy smiling face, her blood-colored pupils are mixed with a little bit of ice blue. After several transformations, they finally turn red, but under the reflection of the other shore flower in her hand, the red is even more strange.

Putting the Bianhua on the table, Ming picked up the folded piece of paper, "I will bear your resentment." The girl's cold voice echoed in this small room.

"You..." Wang Yuyan looked at the person who appeared suddenly, blinked her eyes vigorously, and calmed her frightened heart.

Ming didn't say anything, but just passed the piece of paper in his hand and the red blood bead engraved with Lin Xi's name to Wang Yuyan.

Wang Yuyan blinked her eyes, took the things that the other party handed over with some doubts, and opened the paper with some curiosity, tears couldn't stop falling down.

"Xiao Xi, Xiao Xi," she kept repeating her lover's name, her heart felt like it was being torn apart.

"She...looks very happy," Ming said hesitantly.

"Thank you for telling me this, Xiaoxi, you idiot, I am also very happy, really very, very happy, Xiaoxi, I love you," kissed the red blood in his hand, "From now on, we will never will be separated."

"Go all the way, I hope there will be no pain to torture you below," the breeze blew the girl's silver hair, and the white paper fell down.

"Stupid, why am I willing to let you go alone, I'm sorry, I used such a decisive way to be with you, I'm sorry, I love you, this time, we will never be separated again."

If, before her, you knew that that person could be exiled to hell in this way, would you...would have had a different result.