Save Honkai Gong [Rebirth]

Shen Xian hid in the dark utility room, and with red ferocious eyes, he found a utility knife in the utility room, and then, sitting down in one place, he pushed out the blade and was about to slash his wrist.

At this time, his hand suddenly stopped in mid-air uncontrollably.

An evil voice sounded in my heart: "Do you think I will disappear if you do this?"

Shen Lian frowned, and stalemate with him: "At least, I won't let you hurt him."

"What I think, isn't what you think. I just do it for you. He himself admitted that he doesn't love us at all."

"No...brother..." Shen Xian lowered his brows and eyes sadly, "He won't want me...he has always been very good to me."

"Fool... No one in this world loves us, everyone says we are monsters, but what does it matter? We just love him, as long as he occupies him, locks him up, and breaks his legs, you Do you think he can escape?"

"shut up!"

"Why are you angry? Keep him by your side forever and ever, devour his soul and body, and make him only belong to us... Isn't it good?"

"No... I can't treat my brother like this."

"Yes, you can't, but I can. Don't forget... I am you, you are me, we are one body, you are me, and I am you."

"Get out!" The tool knife cut down, cut open his snow-white arm, and melted another knife on the unhealed scar.

"Huh? Heh...you will still need me."

"Shen Xian!!" Fan Yuan's anxious voice came from the corridor.

"Brother..." Shen Xian's eyes flickered, his pale lips trembled, he wanted to respond to something, after thinking about it, he swallowed the words back because of fear.

Fan Yuan stumbled all the way, accidentally broke into the corridor of the first grade, and ran into two school girls.

The school girls heard Fan Yuan calling Shen Xian, and looked over. Afterwards, they stopped him, and said one by one: "Senior, are you looking for Shen Xian from our class?"

Fan Yuan swallowed, nodded, and asked excitedly, "Yes! I'm looking for him! Do you know where he is?"

The school girl pointed to the utility room at the end of the corridor: "We saw him go in just now. We wanted to go to the utility room to get a mop to mop the floor, but Shen Xian seemed to be arguing with someone in it, so we didn't go in."

Another person continued: "Yes...Senior, go and see for us, I'm afraid they will fight."

"Shen Xian..." Fan Yuan murmured, and rushed towards the dark storage room.

He came to the door out of breath, and opened the door of the storage room without hesitation, exposing the mouse living in the gutter to the sunlight.

Blood was sprinkled all over the ground, and he sat in a pool of blood with his mouth heavy, holding his head in pain. When he saw the light, he raised his head and looked vigilantly at the beam of light at the door.

Soon, the vigilance in his eyes was gradually replaced by grievance.

"Shen Xian!" Fan Yuan stood at the door in surprise, panting heavily, unable to recover for a long time.

Shen Xian fanned his thick eyelashes, and called out in a trembling voice: "Brother..."

Fan Yuan rushed over, took out the toilet paper in his pocket with red eyes, and stopped the blood on his arm tremblingly, but found that he couldn't stop it no matter what.

The tissue quickly turned red.

"You bastard..." Fan Yuan's whole heart was clenched together, holding back tears and cursing at him:

"Is there any water in your mind? Is it enough for me to make you commit suicide? If I don't come to you, are you going to die here!"

Shen Xian was stunned by his drink, and for a moment, suddenly reached out to wrap his arms around his waist, and pulled his body into his arms domineeringly.

He grabbed his wrist, lowered his face, and kept an ambiguous distance from him. His thin lips stayed a few centimeters above his lips, wanting to fall.

"You care about me?"

The turbid breath emitted by the other party hit the face, and the feeling was extremely clear.

Fan Yuan blushed immediately, "Aren't you talking nonsense!"

Shen Lian squinted his obsessive eyes, sparks rubbed against his lips, and asked cautiously in a hoarse voice: "Brother... can you?"

"..." Fan Yuan swallowed with difficulty, and was imprisoned in his arms, not daring to move.

Although Shen Xian asked this question cautiously, he had an illusion that once he agreed, there would be no bones left that might be eaten by him.

"If you don't speak, I will take it as your agreement?"

Shen moved his lips, and was about to kiss the thin lips that he thought about day and night, but when he was about to touch them, Fan Yuan turned his face away.

"I'm sorry Shen Xian. I know this will make you sad... But, I really can't accept your feelings for me..."

When Fan Yuan thought about it, he was suddenly held in his arms, and he fell unsteadily into his arms.

Shen Jian pinned his waist with his hands to prevent him from escaping again. It was obviously just a gentle hug, but it made Fan Yuan tremble all over.

"Brother...I'm so sad..."

Shen Xian muttered to himself, his obsessed eyes dimmed little by little, with a cold light shining, and the utility knife hidden in his sleeve revealed its sharp tip.

He held the knife, facing his back, and raised it quietly.

Fan Yuan's pupils contracted rapidly, and he stared in horror at the reflective aluminum alloy railing diagonally below him. The knife on the railing was facing his back.

All of this was seen by him, causing the blood in his body to become cold from head to toe.

Shen Xian's eyes were red, his slender eyelashes were trembling slightly, his eyes were covered with mist, without words, those eyes seemed to say: You should love me.

"I'll ask you again, do you love me?" His tone was low and threatening.

Fan Yuan's heart was beating extremely fast, he gasped heavily, and stared tremblingly at the tool knife that threatened his life.

Regret gushed out like a spring in his heart for a moment.

He should have guessed...

Shen Xian was originally a wolf, and he tried to change him, but in the end he still grew into a wolf.

Now the wolf started showing its fangs to him, and it could tear him to pieces in a second.

He shouldn't have given him that bit of mercy back then, but now that bit of mercy has become the fuse/fire/wire between them.

For a child like Shen Xian who grew up being abused, his heart is as dark as a swamp, and there is nothing he can't do.A little bit of pity can make him completely forget about that bloody funeral.

He really deserved it.

It's over.

Every step I took carefully before, but I missed the most inconspicuous key point.

"I..." He panted heavily.

Shen Xian narrowed his eyes slightly, waiting for his answer.

Fan Yuan didn't know what to say, his head became hot, he suddenly raised his head, and took the initiative to kiss those cold lips.

His kiss was extremely light, and the collision was done carefully, for fear of arousing the bloodiness of the wolf in front of him.

Shen Xian's dark eyes were flickering with a dim light, imprinting Fan Yuan's tightly closed eyes in surprise.

A few seconds later, Fan Yuan wanted to leave his lips, but he got up and fell to the ground.

With the sound of a tool knife falling to the ground, he pressed down like a lion, and kissed his soft lips like a storm, crazy enough to make Fan Yuan lose himself.

"Let go... let me go..."

Shen Lian's hot tongue invaded his mouth, tangled his soft tongue aggressively, swallowed his voice, and plundered the warmth in his mouth.

Fan Yuan's limbs were resisting him, but he was imprisoned one by one, making it impossible for him to break free, and was kissed until he suffocated several times.

"Well……"

"elder brother……"

His life was threatened, so Fan Yuan could only helplessly grope the ground with his hands, hoping to find some self-defense tool.

After groping for a while, he finally touched a small object.It was long and had sharp blades.

It's the utility knife that fell on the ground!

Fan Yuan was bitten by Shen Yan and let out a muffled snort.

His kiss was still gradually deepening, as if he wished to devour him completely, and lead him to hell together with all his consciousness.

In a daze, Fan Yuan picked up the utility knife.

Unexpectedly, the young man above sank too deep, all his armor was removed in front of him, his whole body and heart were taken away by him, and he didn't notice the tool knife raised in the air at all.

"I love you so much...Brother..." He kissed him, and took advantage of the gap to tell him his crazy love.

Fan Yuan's hand was trembling, and after hesitating a few times, he felt ruthless and stabbed in.

He didn't stab deeply, it can be said that he scratched, and cut his shoulder close to the arm, and the whirling blood overflowed, staining his thin school uniform red.

Shen Xian's body was visibly stiff, he let go of his lips, leaned over him with support, panting silently, and looked at him with a pair of blank eyes.

This injury was not painful to him, but from Fan Yuan's hand, it seemed to have an extra bonus, which made his heart bleed from the pain.

Fan Yuan was panting heavily under him, and without knowing where the strength came from, he pushed him violently and pushed him aside.

With red eyes, he slammed the tool knife beside him, and almost choked up, "Shen Xian...I really misread you! Yes...they are right...you are the goddamn A monster!"

"I actually thought that you could change for the better... How could I be so stupid to believe that you, a terrible murderer, can turn over a new leaf! I shouldn't have cared about you in the first place! So...so...so...you treat me like this!"

"..." Shen Xian was stunned for a moment, and lowered his gloomy eyebrows.

"I...I..." Fan Yuan was so choked up that he couldn't speak, and escaped without looking back, leaving Shen Xian alone in the dark.

Afterwards, his brain suddenly throbbed like an electric shock, and then a snowflake exploded in his mind, and an evil voice sounded from the bottom of his heart: "Look...we can't do it to him, but he can do it to us hand."

He whispered softly: "Brother..."

The voice in his heart was as lost as he was: "Brother doesn't love us, he says we are monsters."

"But what does that matter? We love him enough."

"..."

"Does it hurt?"

"Deep to the marrow."

Shen Xian's sad face gradually returned to calm, staring at the blood-stained utility knife on the floor, he smiled with a sinister smile: "You're right, we love him enough."