my girlfriend is dead

"No, Xiaoxi," Ming's icy voice seemed to put people in a snowy field, pulling Zhang Yunxi, who was immersed in pain and self-blame, back to reality.

"Xiaoxi, don't, don't leave my sister!" Zhang Yunxi rushed over, but it was in vain. She could only watch her own sister disappear in front of her, and she was powerless.

Weakly collapsed on the ground, staring blankly at the place where Zhang Yunxi disappeared, it seemed that the other party's words of resentment towards him were still echoing in his ears.

And on the piece of paper that fell from the sky, it was written in big Chinese characters, "Sister, I hate you."

The why again and again grabbed her heart even more fiercely.

Hugging herself tremblingly, Zhang Yunxi's tears flowed uncontrollably again.

"I'm sorry, because of my work, you had to witness such a thing with your own eyes. This is my mistake," Ming said.

Although she still had a paralyzed face at this moment, and she couldn't see any changes in her expression, she was very troubled at this moment.

Hearing the other party's cold and emotionless voice, Zhang Yunxi rushed over, "Give me back my sister, give me back my sister," she roared with a crazy face.

It seems that I didn't feel the burning sensation coming from under the palm at all, yes!Compared with the pain in my heart, this little pain is nothing.

"Calm down first," Ming looked at her, her blood-colored eyes became even redder, she was really very irritable now.

She doesn't like to have close physical contact with other people, but at this moment, she can't push this person away.

This girl will appear here, and she will experience all these things that she should not have experienced. It is because of her mistakes that she has become the current situation.

But because Zhang Yunxi left a suicide note, and she couldn't erase the other party's memory, the matter could be said to have entered a dead end, leaving her in a dilemma.

"Where is my sister?" Zhang Yunxi looked at her with wide eyes.

"Hell," Ming said coldly.

"Hell?" Zhang Yunxi finally let go of her, and sat down on the ground, speechless for a while.

Who will tell her that all this is just a dream, her favorite sister is still at home waiting for her to go back!Who will tell her that all this is a lie, Zhang Yunxi hugs herself tightly, looking helpless and fragile.

"What the hell are you?" she asked, her muffled voice filled with uncontrollable pain.

"I am Ming," she replied.

"Ming?" She looked up at those bloody eyes in a daze, but she couldn't see anything except the coldness that could not see the end.

"You said before that it's your job to send people to hell," Zhang Yunxi asked, holding back her grief.

"Yes," Ming nodded, "accepting and eliminating the resentment of others, and bearing the karma of others, this is my job."

"Resentment? Cause and effect?" Zhang Yunxi frowned her pretty eyebrows. To be honest, she didn't quite understand.

But she could feel that when she said this, this person was filled with a sadness that could not be ignored and a coldness that was thousands of miles away.

"I don't ask you to forget what you saw today. After all, this is my dereliction of duty. So, if you want to hate, just hate it."

"I will be ready to accept your resentment at any time. After that, I will eliminate your resentment and bear your karma!" At the same time as the voice fell, Zhang Yunxi also disappeared from this space.

"I am willing to accept any punishment," Ming said, standing up straight.

"You don't need to accept any punishment," the cold voice like a machine suddenly sounded.

"This time the matter is too special, no matter what the process is, but at least the result is good, moreover," the voice continued after a pause.

"Afterwards, no one knows whether you will be exiled to hell again because of her." When the voice disappeared, the flames on Ming's body also disappeared.

"Hell?" Ming's body froze, and she closed her eyes in pain. She didn't care what kind of pain she would suffer.

However, she was afraid of going back to the place that bound the one she loved, the place that constantly reminded her that she was a sinner.

"Hmm!" All the memories suddenly hit her, and she couldn't help but groan in pain. In her clenched hands, bright red blood kept falling from the fingers.

The drops fell on the scorched ground under her feet, and the original color could not be seen.

"Yunxi," when she ran to Zhang's house panting, what Xiaoyou saw was that she was sitting slumped on the ground with her eyes glazed over.

"Yunxi, what's the matter with you, is something wrong?" Xiaoyou stepped forward, grabbed her shoulder and shook.

The letter paper that was originally held tightly in Zhang Yunxi's arms also slipped from her arms because of her movements.

"This is... what?" Xiaoyou suddenly opened her eyes wide, and the big characters on the letter paper kept stimulating her eyes.

Seeing these words, Zhang Yunxi seemed to have regained her senses, got up and rushed to the computer, and typed "Ming" with trembling hands, but after waiting for a long time, the things that appeared were not what she wanted.

Why?Zhang Yunxi slumped on the chair, why couldn't find anything.

Thinking of what Ming said, she reached out to the computer again.

"Yunxi?" Xiaoyou looked at her friend, and then at the words she typed, the panic in her eyes kept expanding.

"Ming, resentment, hell, the other shore flower, karma," Zhang Yunxi typed all the words she heard.

Afterwards, countless posts popped up. I moved the mouse to a post that said Hell's guide and clicked in. After that, a lot of information rushed to my face.

First floor: "Hell's messenger, don't tease me, how could that kind of thing really exist, I don't believe in any ghost stories."

Second floor: "I've heard of this, according to legend, as long as you draw a Bianhua flower on a piece of white paper, and write down the name of the person you resent next to it, and when your resentment reaches the level that you can entrust , the hell guide will appear, and the person you hate will be exiled to hell."

The third floor: "I've heard of this too, and ah! I heard that the other party is a peerless beauty! She has long silver hair, a rare beauty in the world, a pair of blood-colored eyes, and is dressed in black all year round. Wow Oh my god, I feel so excited just thinking about it!"

Fourth floor: "I'm going, don't talk about it! What you say seems to be true. It's so late at night, don't be so scary! I'm timid, I don't want to be scared."

The fifth floor: "Let me tell you! That hell picker is a lie. I tried it before, and there is nothing at all. I am so depressed. I feel like a fool. I am so unhappy It's gone!"

The sixth floor: "Pfft ha ha ha, upstairs, you just want to see beautiful women!"

Pa, seeing the crooked topic, Zhang Yunxi shut down the computer abruptly.

"Yunxi, are you okay!" Xiaoyou looked at her worriedly.

"Xiaoyou, why are you here?" Zhang Yunxi froze when she raised her head.

"Yunxi?" Xiaoyou frowned, she didn't care about the other party's ignoring her behavior, but rather worried about the other party's abnormal behavior.

"I'm fine," Zhang Yunxi forced herself to smile upon seeing the worried look in the other party's eyes.

"Yun Xi, is this necessary between us?" Seeing the other party's reluctance, Xiao You said.

"Xiaoyou," Zhang Yunxi sniffed, threw herself into the opponent's arms, and cried bitterly.

This is her best friend, and all her disguises will be destroyed in an instant in front of this person.

"What happened?" Xiaoyou asked after the person in his arms stopped crying.

"Something happened to Xiaoxi," Zhang Yunxi said in a hoarse voice after leaving the other party's embrace, wiping away tears.

"Xiaoxi, what's wrong with her?" Xiaoyou was stunned for a moment, thinking of the piece of paper he saw just now, he asked.

"You will know about Xiaoxi tomorrow," Zhang Yunxi twitched.

Said that Xiaoxi died, said that she was sent to hell, she couldn't say such words, and she didn't want to admit it, she refused to accept this fact in her heart.

"Yunxi," Xiaoyou's gaze sank, "I'll stay with you tonight!" she said.

"Xiaoyou, thank you, but I want to be alone," Zhang Yunxi hugged herself tightly and buried her head between her legs.

"Yunxi," Xiaoyou stretched out his hand to touch her head, but halfway through, he finally gave up.

She couldn't see Zhang Yunxi's expression at this time, but she knew that it must be a face full of pain, so she didn't say anything, and walked out silently.

After an unknown amount of time, Zhang Yunxi raised her head, but her eyes that were originally filled with gentle smiles had been replaced by coldness and resentment.