Synthesis of Terror: On the One Thousand and One Ways of Death of the Protagonist

The author has something to say: Replaced, I was not comfortable yesterday, no update, sorry everyone~~~~

Autumn goes to winter, the sun and the moon alternate, and time slowly passes, slowly erasing the traces of that person's existence. The case that caused a sensation in the country at the beginning was gradually forgotten by people, and the person who was once known as the angel killer Girls are also forgotten.

People are forgetful.

The long time is enough to change a lot of things. BAU members come and go, quit or join for various reasons. In the end, there are only Mante, William and Hannah.

William and Hannah's fourth child has been born, but Mante is still alone.

The girl's death seemed to have pulled all his emotions out of his body, and his ability to love was completely stripped away at the moment of her death.

Because of his plan, they brought the Angel Killer to justice, and he was promoted, rich and favored. However, all this was not what he wanted.

Mante often wondered if he could go back in time and go back to that winter, would he still make the same choice, but no matter how he thought about it, the answer was always the same.

Even though he was in pain because of her death and kept torturing himself, he never regretted his choice.

As the leader of the BAU, as a detective whose goal is to bring criminals to justice, he has no shame in his heart.

He is worthy of everyone, but he is the only one who is sorry for the girl who died indirectly at his hands, and for his own heart.

Because of him, her life stayed at the age of 20 forever, and she would never grow up again.

Alice...

It was another winter, and a blizzard swept across most of the United States. For safety, many planes and trains were suspended, but Mante had to travel in the wind and snow.

When he was about to leave, William had already heard the news. William was worried and hurried over.

It was windy and snowy outside, and the visibility was extremely low. In such bad weather, Mante had to drive to the small town thousands of miles away.

William stopped Mante and persuaded him, "Mante, the snow is so heavy, don't go."

Mante looked at William, but didn't put down the bag in his hand: "William, you know that this is impossible."

William gritted his teeth, looked at Mante's calm face, and finally said what he had hidden for many years: "Mante, you know that they can't forgive you, you know that they can't agree to your request, Why are you going? They can't let you see her, why do you torture yourself so much? "

Ten years have passed, many things have changed, but the hatred of those people has remained the same.

Ten years ago, it was William who accompanied Mante to send the girl's body back.

He clearly remembered the situation at that time, the girl who was shot in the head, even if the body of the girl was tidied up by a makeup artist, her original appearance could not be restored.

The mutilated body was sent to her family just like that.

Her family didn't make things difficult for them, they knew what their daughter had done was unforgivable and she deserved what she did.

Reason is clear, but emotionally, they have no way to accept that the two men who indirectly killed their daughter appear at their daughter's funeral.

Scott drove the two of them out of the funeral with a gun, and the maniac-looking young man yelled at them crazily. If it wasn't for the last sliver of sanity, he would have shot them long ago.

Her family, there is no way to forgive what they did.

Mante would go to that small town every year on her death day, hoping to get a chance to worship her.

He knew where she was buried, but never went there in private, and he kept asking for forgiveness from her family.

He wanted to see her openly.

There is probably nothing more painful than this in this world. The girl I loved died at my hands.

Mante has been suffering all these years. He is obviously not a few years older than William, but he looks like he is a generation behind. He looks like his uncle.

"Mante, stop torturing yourself. Alice won't blame you. When she did those things, she knew what kind of end she would face. She is willing to die at your hands. This is what she is willing to do. "

Hearing, hearing this sentence, Mante smiled miserably. He has always known her character. When they met for the first time, he had already understood her personality. She was stubborn, stubborn, decisive, and sure. Things never change minds.

Mante remembered the email he received in his mailbox before he made a plan to round up her.

It was she who revealed where she would appear and who she would kill.

If she hadn't exposed herself, it might have taken them a long time to catch her.

She is throwing herself into a trap and seeking her own death.

Mante closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, there was already a dead silence inside, his expression became more and more vicissitudes, and his wrinkled face was full of deep tiredness.

"I know, William, you don't have to try to persuade me, I know what I'm doing."

William didn't stop Mante, he watched Mante's figure covered by the heavy snow, and he saw his footprints on the ground were covered by snowflakes again, leaving no trace.

William stood there with a dazed expression. He suddenly remembered the situation when he saw the girl for the first time many years ago.

Such a special girl, there is no one like her, she is a unique existence, the girl Mante loves with all his heart, but Mante strangled her with his own hands, how could he forgive himself?

Time flies, years change, Mante has forgotten too many things, but her figure becomes clearer and clearer, he remembers every moment, every scene, every picture when he was with her, he remembers what they once said Every word he has ever said, whenever the night is quiet and the pain eats away at his body and mind, he will think back to those pictures over and over again.

The more he thought about it, the more his heart ached, and the more he felt that she was getting farther and farther away from him. All he did was to drink poison to quench his thirst. The joy was short-lived, and the pain left to him could not be relieved at all. The more, almost crushing his whole body.

Alice, Alice, Alice...

The wind and snow were too heavy, and the plane had been suspended. He drove the car and rushed to the small town where she slept peacefully. It was already three days later.

Mante was haggard, and his whole body looked older and older. He stood in front of her house just like those years before, wanting to get permission to visit her resting place.

Mante came very early, before dawn, and the faint light of the street lamp barely dispelled the darkness where he was standing, but there was nothing that could be done further away. There seemed to be something hidden in the layers of darkness.

The wind howled, and the piercing chill pierced through his thick clothes and penetrated into his limbs and bones. Mante stood there, looking at the house not far away, and seemed to see her shadow in a daze. Appeared in front of the door.

Mante blinked, thinking that he was hallucinating because it was too cold, the corners of his mouth unconsciously curled up, and murmured: "Alice..."

His voice was very soft, as if he was afraid of being surprised by this phantom, even if he knew that she was just an illusion, he still wanted to take another look at her.

Heavy snow fell one after another, and the familiar figure got closer and closer, and finally stood still less than one meter away in front of him.

Mante suddenly came back to his senses, but there was no expression on his already frozen face.

The shadow that looked so much like her just looked at him. After a long time, he heard her voice. Her voice was clear and cold, with a maturity beyond his own age. It was completely different from the soft, waxy and sweet voice in front of him. .

"Professor Manter, why do you have to embarrass yourself so much, my parents will not agree to let you go."

The girl in front of her who resembles her very much is her little sister, Monica.

Monica is like her, but not like her. She is a 14-year-old girl, a little girl in body and soul.

Monica looked at Professor Mante covered in snow, and felt a little uncomfortable. When Qin Yue died, she was too young to have any deep feelings for her unfamiliar sister.

She didn't quite understand why her parents and brother rejected the man in front of her so much. They never accepted the money and gifts he sent, and they didn't even allow him to see her sister.

The 14-year-old girl has already keenly felt the difference between Mante and her sister. It is not the relationship between the boss and the subordinate, nor the relationship between friends.

Such feelings are not enough to make him do so many things.

He loves her deeply, deeply loves his elder sister who is dead and buried in the ground.

Probably because of envy of such feelings, or maybe there are other reasons, Monica is the one in the family who has the best attitude towards Mante.

"Professor Manter, it's useless for you to stand here, go back, Dad, they won't let you go, it's been ten years, don't you give up?"

Monica saw that Mante's lips were black and blue from the cold. She didn't know how long he had been standing here, but judging from the snow that had spread to his calves, he might have been standing for a long time.

"Professor Manter..."

Monica wanted to say something more, but was stopped by Mante, his voice was trembling uncontrollably because of the extreme cold: "I know, Monica, you go back, it's too cold, yes Your health is not good."

Mante's tenderness made Monica burst into tears instantly. She didn't know why she was crying, but she just looked at this gray-haired man, and her heart ached.

Has tortured him for ten years, isn't it enough?Her elder sister is dead and will never come back again. Why are mom and dad still unwilling to let him go?

Monica didn't speak anymore, she turned around, stepped on the thick snow, and staggered towards the house.

Ten years, enough, really enough.

Monica ran back home, and the heating in the living room was turned on extremely high, which was very warm, in sharp contrast to the cold outside.

Monica looked at her parents and brother sitting on the sofa, and couldn't help shouting: "It's been so many years, isn't it enough? The big sin should be paid for, why are you still unwilling to let him go? He I just want to meet my sister, why not give him this chance?"

At the end of Monica's speech, she couldn't make a sound, she covered her mouth and began to sob and sob. She didn't understand, and she didn't understand why her parents and elder brother were so cruel to Mante, obviously his wish was so small , why they are still unwilling to forgive him...

Looking at Monica who broke down and cried, Scott suddenly seemed to see Alice in the past. Her crying and questioning seemed to be Alice's questioning, asking why they refused to forgive Mante.

Obviously they received Alice's email, and obviously Alice said she didn't hate Mante, why, they still refused to forgive him?

Scott's face showed a little unbearable, but seeing the dead expression on Jesse's face, he couldn't say anything to persuade him.

He remembered how his mother collapsed when he learned that Alice had died, and she could hardly hold on.

How could they forgive him, how could they forgive him?The pain brought by him, the despair that enveloped them did not dissipate because of the passage of time.

Alice can't come back anymore, their hatred can't be pinned, it can only be vented on him, they are torturing him and themselves.

If they refused to forgive him, they were actually unwilling to forgive themselves. If they had found out what was wrong with Alice earlier, wouldn't they have prevented the tragedy from happening?Wouldn't Alice have ended up like that?

The snow fell more and more, and the sky gradually brightened. The family of them walked out of the room and saw the man who was about to become a snowman standing not far away.

He was even older than when I saw him last year. His anger was worn away by himself bit by bit, and the torture day after day made him what he is now. .

Scott thought of the days in Seattle many years ago, when he was completely different from what he is now, Scott's eyes were a little sour, and a trace of unbearable feeling rose in his heart.

He just wanted to see her...

They slowly walked in front of him, and at the moment they passed by, Mante heard a hoarse voice in his ear: "Come on."

Mante thought he was hallucinating, but Monica's sweet voice told him that it was not hallucination.

Her mother, finally let go, agreed to his request.

Mante moved his body in a panic, trying to keep up with their footsteps, but because his body was frozen, he couldn't control his body, so he swayed and almost fell to the ground.

A strong arm supported him and pulled Mante up who was about to fall. Mante looked up and saw Scott's face appearing in front of him.

"Thank you."

Mante stood up and thanked him. Scott just looked at him like that, as if he never knew him. After a long time, Mante heard Scott sigh and said: "You follow."

When he finished speaking, Scott clearly saw Mante's bright eyes. He couldn't tell what it was like in his heart. He just felt that the man in front of him who had been hated by them for so long was so cute. Pitiful.

The snow did not know when it stopped, the sun penetrated the thick clouds and fell down, the light refracted by the snow dazzled people's eyes.

A group of people soon arrived at the cemetery, passing through the tombstones one by one, they reached their destination.

Before Qin Yue went to die, she sent them regular emails. After she died, they received her email. She said that after she died, she wanted to be buried next to Jack, and they fulfilled her wish.

Scott carefully wiped off the snow on his sister's tombstone, exposing the blue tombstone.

Mante stood there, staring blankly at the photo of Qin Yue on the tombstone, the surrounding scenery quickly faded their colors, and in Mante's eyes, only the smiling little girl on the tombstone was left.

Pasted on the tombstone is a photo of Qin Yue when she was 12 years old. She said in her suicide note that she wanted to leave her happiest self on the tombstone.

At the age of 12, it was a feng shui ridge. Jack's death broke her peaceful life, and since then, she has stepped into the abyss.

Mante stared blankly, tears rolling down at some point, falling drop by drop on the cold snow under his feet.

Seeing her posthumous photo, Mante suddenly realized that he had never seen her smiling like a flower, she had always been indifferent, and even her smile was cold and cold, without a trace of warmth.

He thought he loved her, he thought he understood her, but now he realized that he didn't understand his beloved girl at all.

Mante walked over uncontrollably, gently stroking her photo on the tombstone, the desperate atmosphere around him was so strong that Scott and the others couldn't bear to pull him away.

Scott and the others did not know when they left, leaving space for them. Mante sat in front of her tombstone, with his forehead pressed against the cold tombstone, feeling a burst of biting cold into his body , Mante smiled miserably, and murmured, "Why?"

Why expose your whereabouts?Why did you put your life in his hands, why did you leave him such an email.

You said you didn't hate me, you said you were sorry for me, you said so much, why didn't you say your purpose?

Alice, why are you doing this to me...

Those memories that were extremely precious to him played back in his mind over and over again, and the final picture was frozen on the day when he laid a net to round up her.

She was right in front of him, her head was crushed by a sniper, and her face was torn apart in an instant, like a broken jigsaw puzzle that could never be put together again.

That was the last memory she left for him, deeply engraved in his mind, and could never be erased.

It was getting dark, and Mante sat in front of Qin Yue's tombstone for a long, long time, so long that his whole body was cold and his limbs were stiff, so long that he couldn't see her face clearly on the tombstone.

"Alice, I'm sorry."

Thousands of words, only gathered into these six words.

He thought he would not regret it, but at this moment, in front of her tombstone, he regretted it.

He did what she wished, but he dragged himself into the abyss.

After Mante returned, he suffered from a serious illness, and his unhealthy body rapidly deteriorated. After meeting her, his obsession seemed to disappear, and at the same time, his anger disappeared.

In the winter of the second year, Mante couldn't go to the small town where Qin Yue slept peacefully. William and Hannah came to the cemetery with a small urn.

Mante died, and his only wish was to be buried beside his beloved girl and be with him forever.

When he was dying, he said that he failed to protect her when he was alive, and he hoped that after his death, he could protect her.

Mante had already bought the cemetery next to Qin Yue. The cemetery, which had been vacant for ten years, was finally waiting for its owner.

After dealing with Mante's funeral, William and Hannah stood in front of the two cold tombstones.

His eyes moved from the girl's bright smile to Mante's tombstone.

The photo of Mante was specially selected. In the photo, his gaze is not looking forward, but to the left.

William let out a sigh of relief, feeling extremely oppressed in his heart. This is a hopeless feeling that Mante has never let go of from birth to death.

Looking at her husband's expression, Hannah understood what he was thinking, but all of this was Mante's choice, and they had nothing to say.

"It's the life he wants, and at least for now, he's got it."

To be by the side of the one he loves forever and ever is probably Mante's greatest wish.

***

The time she stayed in the last world was not the longest, but the short period of 20 years made Qin Yue feel as if she had passed away.

After a headshot, Qin Yue returned to the mysterious space. The pain had disappeared, but she still felt that her headache was severe.

This is probably the sequelae.

Qin Yue was thinking, lying there lazily, not wanting to move.

In the previous world, although there were no monsters and ghosts, and only human beings were faced, the days of fighting wits and courage made Qin Yue feel that it was more difficult than a battle between ghosts and monsters.

Intellectual consumption is far more tiring than physical consumption.

Qin Yue recalled the desperate look on Mante's face when she saw Mante for the last time. Qin Yue felt that her behavior was a little too much. Will that person leave a psychological shadow?

The surging emotions in her heart made the corners of Qin Yue's eyes a little moist. She forced herself to press those memories into the depths of her mind and seal them up. All kinds of emotional tides subsided, and Qin Yue finally returned to normal.

The task panel belonging to Qin Yue appeared in front of her, and Qin Yue checked it carefully.

Character: Qin Yue.

Age: 18

Intelligence: 49 (out of 100)

Physical strength: 45 (100 full marks)

Force: 35 (out of 100)

Charisma: 21 (out of 100)

Special skills: power of witches, grievance of ghosts.

Earn special titles: Friend of Women, Alien Slayer, Paranoid, Wretch, Lustful, Angel Killer.

This time, Qin Yue gained a lot, but the attribute of intelligence increased by five points.

Qin Yue has gone through so many tasks, knowing how difficult it is to increase the attribute point of intelligence, this world has suddenly increased by five points, which makes Qin Yue feel flattered.

After sighing for a while, Qin Yue finally calmed down a little, and then checked other attributes.

Except for intelligence, the other attribute points have increased a lot, which makes Qin Yue very satisfied. Although this world is a bit more brain-intensive, the rewards are still great.

Seeing the title of angel killer added to the special title, Qin Yue was stunned for a long time, and vaguely guessed the origin of this title.

Those unpleasant memories flooded out, and Qin Yue let out a foul breath, suppressing those memories.

It's all over.

Thinking of this, Qin Yue closed her eyes.

This time, Xu was sympathetic to Qin Yue's excessive use of her brain. That powerful existence gave Qin Yue a long rest time. When she felt that her mental and physical strength had fully recovered to the best state, a new task appeared in front of her.

This task: get Freddy's love, the task time is not limited.

Seeing the task this time, Qin Yue was slightly taken aback, a bad premonition rose in her heart, but before she had time to think about it, Qin Yue's body suddenly sank, and the feeling of falling fell rapidly, and in a whirl, Qin Yue lost awareness.

***

1.2, it will come to you.

3.4, lock your door.

5.6, Cover your face.

7.8, breathing will stop.

9.10, you never sleep.

In a trance, a strange singing sound came from Qin Yue's ears. She struggled to open her eyes, and found that she was in an extremely strange space.

It was foggy all around, and I couldn't see the distant scenery clearly. Those nursery rhymes came from nowhere, disturbing people.

Qin Yue stood up from the ground, staring blankly at the surrounding scene, her mind was empty, the memory belonging to the original owner had not been received by her.

what's going on?

Qin Yue didn't know the reason, she just felt the danger instinctively, every cell in her body was screaming for danger, run away!

Qin Yue followed the instructions of her body and ran towards the fog in the distance.

The fog was boundless, as if it would never end. She was panting heavily, breathing in the wet air with gulps, an inexplicable rancid smell suddenly appeared in the air, and then rapidly began to expand, just a little bit, but a few Between two breaths, it seems to fill the surrounding space.

The rancid smell became more and more intense, making people nauseated, and the strange nursery rhymes became more and more ridiculous, and those childish voices suddenly became sharp, piercing people's eardrums buzzing.

Qin Yue only felt a splitting headache, her body was limp and weak, her feet were tilted, and she fell into the muddy puddle that appeared at an unknown time, as if something was pulling her under her feet, her body sank uncontrollably, and the muddy mud flowed from all directions. Surge, firmly adhere to her body.

Qin Yue was horrified in her heart, could it be that she just came to this world and she just got the essentials? !

Qin Yue suddenly felt a chill down her back, and a strong sense of crisis emerged in her heart. She suddenly raised her head and looked around. The thick fog seemed to dissipate a little, and a black shadow appeared in the fog. With his appearance, the foul smell around him became more and more intense, and Qin Yue's expression suddenly changed. The source of the foul smell was probably on this thing.

'Ha ha ha ha......'

The extremely weird laughter appeared suddenly, and Qin Yue's eardrums were buzzing. She widened her eyes, watching the black shadow slowly become clear.

Just when Qin Yue was about to see his true face, a piercing alarm sounded in her ears.

'jingling bell lingling~~~~~~'

Where did the alarm sound come from?

Qin Yue was a little dazed, as if she couldn't figure out what happened, the surrounding scenery began to become distorted, the man's roar sounded, Qin Yue saw a figure wearing a black top hat appearing in front of her in a daze.

A dark light flashed across, Qin Yue felt a pain in her chest, then her body jerked and she struggled to wake up.

The sunlight fell down without warning, Qin Yue's eyes hurt from the strong sunlight, and tears burst out uncontrollably.

The sound of jingle bells continued to ring, and as if the body had self-awareness, it touched the alarm clock next to the pillow.

Turning off the alarm, the piercing sound finally subsided, and the surroundings returned to silence.

After a while, the girl lying on the bed sat up and stared blankly at the surrounding scenery.

With pink walls and lace curtains, a huge plush teddy bear occupies most of the bed.

Obviously, this is a girl's room.

Qin Yue still hasn't recovered from her senses, everything that happened just now is vivid in her mind, how did she come to this place?

Qin Yue suddenly felt a severe pain in her chest, and looked down, only to find that the clothes on her chest seemed to have been scratched by something, and three long bloodstains appeared on her milky white skin.

Qin Yue's scalp tingled for a while, thinking of the pain she felt at the last moment, her face suddenly changed.

In this world, something is not quite right.

Before Qin Yue could think about it, the door was pushed open with a bang, and a woman in an apron appeared in front of Qin Yue.

Thinking of her current appearance, Qin Yue picked it up casually and pulled the quilt to cover her chest.

The woman noticed Qin Yue's movements and frowned helplessly: "Nancy, what are you doing? If you delay any longer, the school bus will leave."

Qin Yue blinked and said, "I'll be right there."

The woman looked at Qin Yue's look of not waking up, and shook her head helplessly: "Then hurry up, I've prepared breakfast for you, hurry down and eat."

After speaking, the woman left in a hurry just like when she just came.

Qin Yue sighed, let go of the quilt, and continued to study the injury on her chest.

She woke up in bed, wearing pajamas, and what she heard just now was obviously the sound of an alarm. Could it be that she was dreaming, and everything just happened in a dream, but if it was really a dream, what happened in the dream? How could something hurt her?

Qin Yue couldn't figure it out, but remembering what the woman said just now, she hurriedly got up and went to the bathroom to wash up.

While washing, Qin Yue received the memory of the original owner.

The original owner's name is Nancy, a 16-year-old girl. She is a girl from a single-parent family. Her father died unexpectedly when she was very young. Her mother, Jenny, never remarried, raised her up with painstaking efforts.

In Nancy's memory, there was nothing special about it. Qin Yue didn't find anything wrong for the time being. After changing into her school uniform, she went downstairs with her schoolbag.

"Mother."

Qin Yue yelled, and obediently sat down at the dining table. She is now playing the role of Nancy, and she can't break the character design for the time being. Otherwise, after being found out by Jenny, she doesn't know how to get along with this daughter who loves her wholeheartedly. The mother explained her presence.

Jenny brought the breakfast over, lightly stroked Qin Yue's hair, and placed a kiss on her forehead.

"Nancy, eat quickly, the school bus is coming soon."

The warm touch came from the place where the skin touched, Qin Yue was a little dazed, the woman in front of her eyes overlapped with the Jesse in her memory.

Eye sockets were slightly moist, Qin Yue shook her head, put aside her messy thoughts, lowered her head and settled for breakfast seriously.

Qin Yue was eating breakfast quietly, while Jenny was talking about what happened in the town.

It's all trivial things, and Jenny didn't want to get Qin Yue's response, but just to pass the time.

A few minutes later, Qin Yue finished her breakfast. When she heard the horn of the school bus outside, Qin Yue got up and ran outside.

"Nancy, please slow down, don't worry, be careful not to fall."

As Jenny said, she chased after her. She was relieved when she saw her daughter get on the yellow school bus. After clearing the dining table, she went upstairs to tidy up her daughter's room.

Jenny noticed her daughter's torn pajamas, looking at the tear that seemed to be made by force, Jenny was a little puzzled, remembering what her daughter said a few days ago, the pajamas were a bit old-fashioned, and she didn't want to wear them anymore.

She probably did it herself.

Thinking about it, Jenny went out with her broken pajamas, planning to mend them and wear them herself. As for her daughter, she might as well buy another set for her.

The door was closed, and the wooden bed covered with pink sheets suddenly shook, a black vortex appeared in the middle of the bed, and an arm with black sharp claws suddenly stretched out from the black hole.

Sitting on the school bus, Qin Yue suddenly felt a throbbing in her heart, and the wound on her chest was burning with pain. She frowned tightly, and subconsciously covered her chest.

Damn it, why did it suddenly hurt?

Qin Yue's face turned pale, and there was a low moan/groan from her mouth. The wound became scorching hot, as if someone was scalding her skin with a red-hot iron. Qin Yue even felt I could smell the smell of burnt flesh.

Beads of sweat oozed from the forehead, slid down the smooth cheeks to the white and slender neck, and finally sank into the chest along the neckline.

Those burning sensations seemed to have disappeared a bit, and Qin Yue took a breath, feeling as if her whole body was fished out of the water, her sweaty hair sticking to her face, she looked indescribably embarrassed.

The burning sensation in her chest finally disappeared, and Qin Yue actually felt a sense of being left behind. God knows that when she was so hot just now, she wanted to take off all her clothes, so as to relieve the heat on her body.

At this time, the female classmate sitting next to her seemed to have finally sensed what was wrong with Qin Yue, and asked, "Oh, Nancy, what's wrong with you? Why are you sweating so much? What happened?"

If the girl's tone was gentler, and her gloating expression restrained, Qin Yue would think that she was really worried for her, but the little girl's too sharp voice had already completely betrayed her thoughts.

Thanks to this little girl, most people in the car focused their eyes on Qin Yue, and Qin Yue's distressed appearance fell into everyone's eyes.

If Qin Yue was really Nancy, if someone saw this miserable appearance, she might be ashamed and indignant, and feel ashamed to show her face to others.

However, Qin Yue is not Nancy, she doesn't feel ashamed of her appearance at the moment, she is too lazy to argue with this naive little girl, she glanced at her lightly, then closed her eyes to rest.

The girl saw Qin Yue's embarrassed appearance in front of others, but she still didn't care about it. She was a little angry and asked again, "Nancy, what's the matter with you? Is there anything wrong? Do you want to go and see?" doctor?"

She acted like a kind little girl who cared about her classmates, but Qin Yue was troubled by her and was too lazy to cooperate with her in acting. She raised her eyelids and glanced at the girl who was still performing hard, Qin Yue said indifferently Sentence: "I'm fine, I'd be more comfortable if your voice could be lowered a few notches."

After being stabbed by Qin Yue, the little girl's face turned red, she could no longer pretend to be kind, she glared at Qin Yue bitterly, turned her head to the side and started to sulk.

The world was finally quiet. Before Qin Yue could live in peace for a while, a pleasant male voice rang in Qin Yue's ears.

"Student Nancy, how are you? Your face is ugly. Are you feeling unwell?"

The concern in the male voice did not seem to be fake, Qin Yue opened her eyes, followed the voice and looked over, a white and clean boy came into Qin Yue's eyes.

Seeing that familiar face, even though she already knew that this world was no longer that world, Qin Yue was still confused for a moment.

"Jack..."