Kuaichuanzhi and Zha Gong are in deep love

Jian Shou could see that the man was trying to hold back, the medicine was so effective that he couldn't hold his wine glass steady.

Maybe it's because people's words are kind when they are about to die, and Yin Zhong's tone has always been very gentle.

"I'm still very satisfied. I can be reborn to see you standing in front of me alive, and I can touch it with my hand."

He tried to lift his finger, but he didn't lift it up, feeling more and more tired.

The empty wine glass finally slipped from his hands and fell to pieces on the ground. The piercing sound made Jian Shou's eyes widen, and there was a shattered light in his eyes.

Then he bent his brows and eyes, concealing his near-collapse emotions: "Since when did it start? Do you think my appearance is ridiculous? Like a lunatic."

Yin Zhong's chest began to throb with pain, like insects and ants eating bones: "Not long."

As for whether it's ridiculous, "Shou, you still don't understand how much I love you."

It took him all the luck in his life to meet him again.

But Jian Shou seemed to have heard a sarcastic joke: "Love me? Don't pretend to be affectionate like this, it seems how ignorant I am."

"Yin Zhong, don't forget, your love made me die so badly!"

As early as that time, Jian Shou had gone crazy.

The time elongated in silence, and Yin Zhong's consciousness was so blurred that he could hardly see Jian Shou's figure clearly.

He was very sleepy, and he wanted to close his eyes and just go to sleep regardless.

After the man was in a trance, the eyes that fell on Jian Shou were full of nostalgia, mixed with sadness and grievance, but more of it was distressed.

Could it be that he has forced Ah Shou to kill him?

But such a dose was not enough to kill him after being mixed with alcohol.

So with helplessness and connivance, "Ah Shou, you can't kill me like this."

He seemed to have said this sentence a long, long time ago, so long that there is no such person in the world anymore.

It was long enough to forget the pain and forget his lover.

Jian Shou's five fingers suddenly curled up together, the veins on the back of his hand bulged ferociously, and the pain at the nerve endings made him almost collapse and cry.

There is no longer any delay... He picked up the fruit knife on the table, and then walked towards Yin Zhong step by step, from far to near, step by step.

Maybe he was really about to die, and his nerves began to go berserk. Yin Zhong felt that this scene was so familiar.

The sharpness on the tip of the knife made him feel relieved.

Jian Shou straddled Yin Zhong's lap, and the two bodies, which were very sensitive to each other, stuck together again, and Yin Zhong tried hard to open his eyelids.

Wanting to firmly remember Jian Shou's appearance at this moment, like a bloody white rose, is still bloody heartbeat...

Jian Shou admired Yin Zhong's struggling appearance, and couldn't help but feel a lot of emotion in his heart. It didn't seem too unfair to say this.

At least for now, they all suffer the same.

So he laughed, laughed happily, and burst into tears. It doesn't matter how presumptuous he was before, but he has fallen to this point.

Dancing with the dust, living with the mayfly.

Hahahahaha... Very good, very good!

The lover in front of him was laughing wildly, crying heartbrokenly, staggering and almost unable to sit still, tears splashed on his hands, it was cold and hot, almost biting.

Yin Zhong wanted to tell him not to cry, to let him not be sad, he was here and let him take revenge.

In the face of death, Yin Zhong is never afraid, and the only person he can't let go of in this world is Jian Shou.

Others, what else is worth nostalgic for?

He wanted to touch Jian Shou's crying cheeks, but in the end it seemed that it took half his life to lift his forearm with difficulty.

It paused for a second in mid-air, and then hung down heavily!

With a sound of "噗嗤", the fruit knife finally pierced into Yin Zhong's chest like a torn brocade.

Blood gushed out frantically, staining Jian Shou's palms and clothes red, he let go tremblingly, and the handle of the knife was still standing on Yin Zhong's slowly rising and falling chest.

Jian Shou retreated nervously from Yin Zhong's body, muttering all the time: "I gave it back to you, I gave it all back to you!"

It hurt so much, it was a hundred times more painful than in the dream, the icy and biting blade cut his flesh, making him unable to move.

Yin Chong opened his mouth, and the cold wind poured into his shattered lungs, and the blood foam gushed out from his throat again.

He finally couldn't say anything, he could only let himself feel the gradual coldness of his body, and then slowly closed his eyes, unable to open them again.

At the last moment of losing consciousness, he was still sighing, luckily the will was changed today.

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Lin Yu received a text message from Jian Shou at exactly six o'clock.

If he was asked to rush to Yin's house with Gu Yang and first aid supplies, he immediately wanted to call Yin Zhong to ask what was going on.

But Jian Shou seemed to have read his mind, and the second text message was to ask him to keep it secret, otherwise Yin Zhong would die in his hands.

Lin Yu was so shocked. He didn't expect that Jian Shou would really harm Yin Zhong. At the same time, he didn't dare to take risks, and agreed to Jian Shou's request in a compromise manner.

So when he broke into Yin's house at 35:[-], he saw such a scene that shocked him!

Yin Zhong lay on the chair recklessly, with a knife stabbed into his left chest, and blood even spread to the ground.

Jian Shou sat at the corner of the table, with a strangely dull expression: "Take him away."

Gu Yang, who was behind Lin Yu, screamed, ran to Yin Zhong's side to check his pulse with trembling fingers, it was weak but not gone.

"There is help, there is still help, stop the bleeding!" He turned his head and shouted at Lin Yu, "Why are you still standing there, take him to the hospital quickly!"

Only then did Lin Yu temporarily stop the urge to kill Jian Shou, picked up Yin Zhong and ran out.

When Gu Yang followed behind and left, he looked back at the messy scene, Jian Shou was lying on his side in the glass slag, his face was even uglier than Yin Zhong, who was dying.

The doctor's intuition made him feel wrong, but anxiety soon overwhelmed him.

The door of Yin's house was left open, and Jian Shou was the only one left in the huge room.

Let him fend for himself.

Now Jian Shou finally didn't have to hide it anymore, the severe pain made him roll back and forth on the ground.

The whole face was contorted, tears and snot were mixed together, and the limbs began to twitch and convulse continuously.

"Ah! Ah...ah!"

The roaring and crying sounded very intrusive in the empty room, as if being tortured inhumanely.

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In the dead of night, the two cars stopped in front of the Yin family's mansion.

The driver of the car in front ran to the trunk to take out the wheelchair, and helped out a dying old man from the back seat.

The man in black tried to persuade him a little hesitantly, "Do you really want to go in?"

They received an email 15 minutes ago, which was Jian Shou's reply, and there was only one photo in it - Yin Zhong was assassinated to death while lying on a chair.

And one sentence: give me medicine!

Old man Zhong was so excited that he wanted to rush to Yin's house immediately, but the man in black asked the technicians to do an inspection.

But when he found out that the photo was not a synthetic one, Uncle Zhong could no longer suppress his turbulent emotions. He had to go to Yin's house to see Yin Zhong's body with his own eyes before he would give up!

Uncle Zhong was hoarse, with a frightening coldness in his eyes: "Of course, how much I hope he dies..."

The man in black knew that he couldn't stop him, so he could only wave to the people behind, asking them to stay outside the house, took out his gun and pushed old man Zhong into Yin's house.

The lights in the room were bright, and the living room was reached through a hallway.

The layout of the room is not magnificent, but it is full of luxury and simplicity. Uncle Zhong made a gesture, asking the man in black to push him into the dining room.

From the picture, it can be seen that Yin Zhong should have been killed while eating.

As soon as he entered the restaurant, there was a strong smell of blood, and Uncle Zhong was so excited that his hairs stood on end.

The leftovers on the table were completely cold, and the glaring blood on the ground was about to solidify, turning dark red.

But when he walked further in, he didn't see Yin Zhong who was supposed to be lying on the chair at all!

A hiss from the corner of the table attracted the attention of the two of them, and when they walked around the table, they saw Jian Shou curled up on the ground, with his clothes scattered aside, bloodstains all over his body.

If it weren't for the trembling of the shoulder blades, the whole person would be as terrifying as a dead mummy.

With the support of the man in black, Uncle Zhong walked up to Jian Shou and squatted down, his face was not very good-looking, he grabbed Jian Shou's slender neck and hung him up, he was completely impatient!

Jian Shou was out of breath, and opened his dazed eyes, which were blood red.

He couldn't see who was who at all, he could only beg instinctively: "Give me, give me...give me the medicine!"

medicine?Really like a dog!

This is also the reason why Uncle Zhong dared to trust Jian Shou and walked directly into the Yin family's mansion. No one can resist the torture of this kind of drug.

Uncle Zhong tightened his five fingers again, his bark-like face twitched: "Let me ask you, where is Yin Zhong!?"

Young people learn to repeat, "Yin Chong, Yin Chong, Yin Chong..."

Muttering like a cuckoo crying blood, a word of seriousness actually awakened his clarity.

Jian Shou suddenly pulled out an extremely ugly smile, with a smear of bright red blood in the corner of his mouth: "I am old and immortal, I hold a grudge, super grudge!"

You all regard me as an ant, deceive me, lie to me, and harm me.

But I just don't like what you want, I would like to destroy everything you have, even at the cost of my life!

Surprised? Unexpected?

This young man who was tortured by drug addiction and tortured out of shape suddenly became bright like a flash of light. He did not fear death nor became a slave to pain.

Jian Shou blinked at the bewildered old man Zhong, "Let's die together~"

Such a brisk invitation, like a nervous joke.

Uncle Zhong's heart trembled, and a very bad premonition surged up, but how could the dying people have the ability to kill them!

At this time, the man in black also noticed that something was wrong, it was too quiet here, it was a deliberate quietness!Did they overlook something when they came in?

But no matter what it is, this young man with a strange smile must be killed immediately!

The man raised his gun, and aimed the black muzzle at Jian Shou's chest.

Something was wrong, but Uncle Zhong didn't even have time to stop him, he saw him pull the trigger!

Then with a bang, their world turned into a sea of ​​flames, and everything returned to nothingness.