Killer of this generation

The strange dark red sky, the sudden brilliance of the sun and the moon, tore apart the left half of the setting sun, tore apart the right half of the sickle moon, and the surrounding space began to distort, clamor, and ferociously, unable to escape or hide Drive, the road that can't go to the end is winding and winding, the dead branches scratch the sky in all directions, blurring the vision.He was hoarse, his vocal cords were vibrating violently, but he was stuck in his throat, and the smell of blood permeated the entire nasal cavity, getting thicker and more fishy, ​​and he couldn't breathe...

He jumped up from the bed suddenly, his back was sweaty, he was gasping for breath, and he was clutching his chest tightly, trying to suppress the absurd and terrifying dream just now.

"Finette, did you have that nightmare again?" The girl who was sleeping soundly was woken up by the loud noise, and the girl asked with concern.

"Um..." Finette scribbled a perfunctory sentence, then raised her head and looked directly at the bewildered girl in front of her.

One second... five seconds... ten seconds passed...

The lips that were so tightly pressed to the point of being white finally loosened a bit.

"Bei Sha, I beg you," Ai Yuan's hoarse voice lost its original crispness and sweetness, "Tell me everything you know!" If this goes on like this, it will drive me crazy!

What was the meaning of those inexplicable conversations that I vaguely overheard while hiding outside my mother-in-law's room that night?Who is the owner of that strange deep voice?Why is it that the more I try to recall the past recently, the more my mind goes blank?It was like holding sand in your hand, the tighter you hold it, the faster it leaks, tormenting Finette herself so much that she can't tell who she is.

"Finette, I don't understand what you are referring to?" The girl named Besha was not frightened by Finette's excitement.

"My mother-in-law has always protected her shortcomings and valued her relatives. I know that I am not someone with outstanding qualifications and a strong background, so why would she be generous and forceful to let Ilumi get engaged to me? (Author's note: It should be generous to give you to Ilumi. ) Does she have some...purpose? Doesn't she!"

Finette was brought up by Yilumi's grandma, "Maybe it's my mother-in-law's beautiful personal wish..." Before the word 'uncertain' was uttered, Finette had already pressed Beisha under her body , Tighten the opponent's slender neck, without any mercy.

"Don't take me for a fool! It's you, why would someone who is not from Meteor Street voluntarily go to that ghostly place at such a young age, and why would you voluntarily follow me?" His hands clenched tighter and tighter, and purple eyes were drawn out. Green veins, "Are you the eyeliner she placed beside me?"

"No...it's not like this..." Although Beisha didn't resist, the clasping of her throat and the lack of oxygen made her too tired to answer any questions, and the cramped pain seemed to explode in her chest.

"Grandma believes in your prophecy." Finette loosened her grip slightly, "So, what exactly do you mean by the 'half rabbit ear' you predicted?"

She knows it all!There must be some conspiracy!

"Finette," Bessa, who was temporarily relieved from the suffocating pursuit, stared at Finette, "You should know the prophecy."

The author itself does not have the ability to interpret prophecies, and my reading ability is nothing other than prophecy. Am I tired of using such inexperienced skills as eyeliner? "The firm and unashamed eyes looked at himself, "Besides, I am the same as you, our life is given by my mother-in-law, what will she want..."

For a moment, it was quiet, only the rustling sound of the cool wind blowing open the window screen at night.

"Huh... I'm sorry Beisha, I was too impulsive." Released the restraint on the other party, sighed and apologized.

It's not that she can't remember how they supported and took care of each other in the eight years since Beisha followed her on Meteor Street.Under the weak appearance is a belief that is more persistent than anyone else. Although she is only a 15-year-old girl, she is sometimes stronger than herself.What's more, the first person to reach out to her and say to protect her is himself.Thinking of this, Finette felt a little ashamed.

"I've always regarded you as my sister." Finette murmured inaudibly, but Finette probably didn't hear it.

In the next few days, the two of them acted as if nothing had happened, and said nothing about the night.