Kill And Follow

Shu stuffed his own dinner into his stomach. He hadn't had a normal appetite for a long time, so that every meal was not so easy for him.

Unlike a person, peers always secretly evaluate him like this.

Take the hardest job, take the hardest job, do the lowest paying job, it's always been that way.

It's amazing that when he finished the task and saw the bright red that fell all over the ground, he would be very hungry, but eating didn't help, as if he wanted to eat something else.

Not food, what is that?

Now, the prey in front of him was facing away from him, the ponytail hairstyle exposed a section of neck, fragile.

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the former Bai Xiaosheng next to him. He was a very tricky person, and it was difficult for him to handle this task.

Looking at his prey again, he seemed to be trembling.

He knew that the prey had already found him, but—he had no ability to resist, that was it, but he was still struggling.

Life in Shu is like a flower, it blooms easily and disappears easily.

He finished eating, put down his money, and walked out of the inn.

"Whoo~"

Chu Wei heaved a sigh of relief, for him just now, it was too frightening for a person like him who lived a luxurious life since he was a child, and the innkeeper actually laughed and mocked.

"Master Chu, how are you?"

“Food is good.”

Chu Wei forced himself to endure his unceasing dissatisfaction, why did that dish put too much salt, this dish was burnt, and...it was nothing compared to the one in his family that was said to be made by a famous chef in the south of the Yangtze River Things, I can only think about it now, my own life is still in the hands of others.

"Very good, 50 taels of sincerity."

"..."

The unscrupulous store is so expensive that he can't even close his jaw.

But Chu Wei had no choice but to give the money, and went upstairs heavily. Xiao Er looked at his back, revealing unspeakable sadness.

Throwing himself on the bed, Chu Wei looked at the ceiling.

An uncomfortable cry came from the dantian, and it gradually weakened. On the contrary, his head hurt more and more, and large black shadows began to appear in his eyes-damn, what's going on?

The next day he knew, he was blind, he couldn't see anything, everything was black.

It's like when I ran into the woodshed by accident when I was a child, I was locked inside for a long time, because of the location, it was dark even during the day.

An uncontainable emotion washed over his chest, his heart—and he cried.

Then he groped for the bed frame, stretched out his hand, then fell to his knees and tripped over the bench.

"Master? Are you there? What do you want for breakfast?"

"Sir?"

Xiao Er Tianqing went upstairs and knocked on the door of the only guest in the inn. There was no sound, only the crash that stopped abruptly just now.

"Master? I came in?"

"Don't come in!"

The sound was like the roar of a cornered beast, and Tian Qing took several steps back in fright.

For a long time, the lingering sound of that voice still rang in his ears.

"Young Master?" Xiao Er, who came back to his senses, knocked on the door again, "Are you alright?"

"I-I'm fine."

Chu Wei touched the things around him, and put himself on the bed again, the ubiquitous darkness attacked him, there was nothing, he couldn’t see anything, he wanted to scream hysterically, curse at anyone, just don’t scold myself.

A stone fell into the water, puff, without even struggling.

He was breathing quickly, as if he could see that he was still alive, there was no need for it, there was no fluctuating darkness.

His teeth were trembling, and he clenched his teeth tightly, as if he could crush his own teeth. No, the pain could be felt, but when it reached his soul, there was already a layer of veil.

For a long time, he closed his eyes, useless.

"Master? Master?"

"...No, I want to be alone for a while, you put things on the ground."

Try, try, separate your teeth; try, try, open your mouth; try, try, be normal.

He suddenly remembered that his mother touched his head when he was a child, and didn't mind his poor martial arts talent at all.

Smiling softly, smiling charmingly...

Thinking of bad pictures, it seems that these memories can form something concrete in front of my eyes... The sound of walking came from the door, getting farther and farther away, probably already far away.

He began to desperately recall the past, empty, empty, meaningless, a waste who can't learn advanced martial arts!

A good-for-nothing who only loves flowers!

He only has a mother, but even she... also...

Now, he thought of the assassin yesterday, cold and emotionless, it turned out to be the most profound thing.

Then, dripping tears fell from between the fingers.

Not remorse, not pain, but a deeper, deeper feeling.

"you……"

A strange voice suddenly appeared in this room, and he suddenly looked up, but there was nothing, by the way, he was blind.

But there was a warm touch touching his face.

Feeling like a human being, he subconsciously touched it, and was pinched hard, which hurt very much.

"You're blind."

Very stiff voice, as if not talking much.

It's the assassin!Only then did his sixth sense come back, probably because the pain of blindness swept his whole body, and he couldn't escape or feel it.

"interesting."

Shu laughed, and he was also blind.

The author has something to say:

Hee hee, I have some ideas, I am hesitant about the ending