[Sword Three] The No.13 Person of Horror Daming Palace

He won't answer me anymore.

I greedily inhaled his smell, I lost him, I lost him, this is my only thought.

No, I will not lose him.

I moved him to the bathroom, his body has not completely lost the temperature.

I really couldn't be as clean and tidy as I was with Wang Ping when facing him, and the decorations around him had stopped, so I had no choice but to use the kitchen utensils in the kitchen.I was dismembered in a mess, and the body parts were not even at all, except for his head and a left hand that I silently hid.

I took out the ring in the bag and put it on the ring finger of his left hand. I wrapped this hand well. His fingers were long and slender. They were bound and handcuffed before and it was difficult to wear them. Now I finally put them on.

It's a little loose, it doesn't matter, no one will snatch you away anyway.

It is said that the reason why the wedding ring should stay on the ring finger is that there is a blood vessel in the ring finger that leads directly to the heart, and when it surrounds the ring finger, it also surrounds a person's heart.

Now, I can no longer hear your heartbeat.

It was three o'clock in the morning after the body was divided.

I no longer cry, no longer tremble, no longer weak.

Because the person who was willing to shelter me from the wind and rain is no longer there.

I put on my clothes and brought Qin Shiyu's body to the pet funeral home.

Familiar with the way, the mood is completely different.

For the first time, I was full of joy, no one could separate me from Qin Shiyu.

The second time was my farewell to Qin Shiyu.

I went to the counter, got two new jars, put my Qin Shiyu in them, and took him home.

When I got home, I opened the bottom of the refrigerator and greeted him.

Then boil a pot of boiling water.

Rinse Qin Shiyu away from the jar.

Very astringent taste.

But it was Qin Shiyu's taste.