A shrill scream escaped Teng Suzhen's lips as she stared in terror at the man holding the dagger. "It's...it's you..."
The man, his face contorted with rage, pinned Teng Suzhen down, giving her no chance to escape. "You filthy bitch, you'll always be my woman, accept your fate! Ah! Liao Hanhe's better looking than me, huh? Heh, today I'll kill him and ruin his most prized feature—his handsome face. Honestly, with his slicked-back hair and powdered face, why do you all fancy him? Why! Ah!"
Ignoring the fact that they were in public, the man lifted up his elaborate costume, ripped open the white underpants underneath, and brutally penetrated Teng Suzhen's body, laughing loudly, "Let's die together! Let's die together!"
"You devil! Why, why now of all times!" Teng Suzhen's blood and tears mingled together. This was the first time she had ever sung the role of Yu Ji, a role she had always dreamed of. Why, why did this man's haunting spirit want to destroy everything she had?
They are still humiliating her in front of everyone, amidst the swirling fireworks.
How hateful! How utterly hateful!
Liao Hanhe dragged his blood-soaked body off the stage, muttering, "Ya Ru, Ya Ru." He was dazed and tried to leave the stage, unaware that an even more terrifying danger was approaching from behind.
The man approached Liao Hanhe, roughly turned his body over, and pulled out a dagger, stabbing him repeatedly.
Flames engulfed him, yet he felt no pain. The dagger twirled in his hand, reflecting his狰狞 and terrifying face, a large black mole on which grotesque features. "I've practiced for so long, all for this moment... Hahaha, Liao Hanhe, I want your face, I want it, hahahahahaha..."
"Ahhh—"
Liao Han endured the excruciating pain of his face being peeled off, blood splattering everywhere, flesh separating from skin.
"vomit!"
Chu Xiao couldn't control himself and vomited up all of his lunch at noon.
Once the scene faded from his eyes, the boy removed his hand from Wu Yue's eyes and suddenly said, "To be fair, Liao Hanhe is quite handsome."
"Huh?" Wu Yue was confused.
The boy sighed softly and said, "In my aunt's room, there's a photo of her and Liao Hanhe. When I was little, I asked her who he was, and she said he was a former colleague. When I see the mask, how should I tell him that my aunt doesn't like him?"
Wu Yue was taken aback. "Is it meaningless if we don't go together? But Liao Hanhe died a really tragic death, and he was so innocent. Please be more tactful when you speak later."
"vomit--"
Chu Xiao was still feeling unwell.
Wu Yue took out a Qingyu Pill and tossed it to him, saying, "Eat a candy, it will make you feel better."
"Thank you." Chu Xiao didn't look at it, assuming it was really candy, and stuffed it into his mouth. After biting it a couple of times, his mouth was filled with a refreshing fragrance, and the urge to vomit disappeared. A few seconds later, a comfortable feeling spread through his internal organs and limbs, like a wonderful and peaceful sleep after a massage.
The police officer immediately clutched his chest and began muttering to himself, "Prosperity, democracy, civility, harmony... These gods, ghosts, and elixirs, once experienced, must be forgotten immediately. Don't think about them too much."
...
A gust of cold wind blew, the fire dissipated, and everything that had sprung up seemed to wither away like a tree. The bustling scene faded like smoke, like an ink painting, and melted into the night.
When they came to their senses, what they saw next was the dilapidated and run-down stage.
"Sha Xiaoyan?"
Wu Yue spoke hesitantly.
A girl in a Shuangyi school uniform stood on the stage, her face covered by a mask, her hand gestures slightly odd. She remained quiet and silent.
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