In the living room, the sound of the TV was still playing, but the girl who was originally sitting on the sofa was now lying on the ground.
Her eyes were tightly closed, her face was pale, beads of sweat the size of beans were secreted from her forehead, and trembling moans leaked from her lips. She clutched her legs tightly, and the protruding muscles on her calves were particularly obvious because of the tension and twitching, and she was so thin that it seemed as if a thin layer of skin was wrapped around her bones.
As if she noticed the man coming out, Rong Ya opened her eyes and cried out, "Brother!! My legs hurt so much!!! Brother!! It hurts so much!! Help me...Ah——!!"
As she spoke, her pupils suddenly shrank, she raised her head and let out a tearing cry, while her nails dug deeply into the flesh and she scratched upwards fiercely.
She actually scratched her own legs to pieces!
Instantly, blood began to ooze out, and the bloody wound almost went through her entire calf.
Rong Fan stood there at a loss for a second, his eyes fell on the leg, his eyes full of shock.
After he realized what was happening, his eyes widened, and he turned around and ran into the room, flipping through the diary vigorously.
He remembered! He remembered that it was written on it!!
"When it's cold, my sister's legs become extra sensitive. Her fragile nerves can't stand the sudden change in temperature. Especially late at night, the pain will be magnified. At this time, we can only inject her with anesthetic, then slowly bandage her wounds and use hot towels to warm her calves over and over again."
After quickly browsing through the contents, Rong Fan opened the drawer and his pupils shrank slightly when he saw dozens of scattered bottles of anesthetics.
But Rongya in the living room was still screaming and crying in pain.
Without thinking too much, Rong Fan directly picked up the disposable needle and anesthetic, opened the plastic bag and inhaled the medicine, then ran to the living room immediately after finishing.
It was actually his first time to inject drugs into someone, but his body's muscle memory helped him to execute the action. He neatly held down the girl's calf and then quickly inserted the needle.
At this time, Rongya was in extreme pain, and her sensitive nerves could no longer withstand any stimulation, so the moment the needle pierced her, she raised her head and screamed.
"ah!!!!!"
Her pupils were torn, her face and neck were all blood red, and she waved her bloodstained hands, refusing Rong Fan's approach, and screamed hoarsely: "Get out of here! I don't want it! It hurts!!"
Rong Fan's hand was pressing on her leg, and he didn't care about anything else. The next second, a crisp slap sounded in the air.
The slap made Rong Fan's eyes froze, his head buzzed instantly, and he felt a sharp pain on his cheek, followed by a sticky and bloody liquid sliding down his cheek.
He let go of his hand in a daze, then slowly but in disbelief raised his hand and touched the side of his face little by little. The bright red blood seemed to dye his eyes red.
Rong Ya didn't notice Rong Fan's silence. The anesthetic hadn't taken effect that quickly. The pain made it impossible for her to think about anything else. It felt like countless bugs were gnawing at her legs, causing her pain and itchiness. She even wanted to scratch her legs with her hands.
Rong Fan reacted upon seeing this and quickly held her wrist. His tone could no longer maintain its usual gentleness. He frowned and said sternly, "Don't move!!"
"Brother!! It hurts!! My legs hurt so much!!" Rong Ya couldn't hold her legs, so she grabbed Rong Fan's hands instead. Her nails were full of blood and skin tissue, leaving deep bloody hand marks under Rong Fan's shirt.
She spoke to Rong Fan in an almost pleading tone: "Please! Brother!! I don't want these legs anymore, go get a knife! Yes! Go get a knife and cut off my legs!!! Please!!"
Rong Fan remained stiff and motionless, looking down at the crying girl on the ground. His Adam's apple rolled and he spoke in a hoarse voice, "The pain will go away when the medicine starts to take effect."
"No!! I can't wait any longer!!"
Rong Ya's voice suddenly became sharp. She stared at Rong Fan intently, completely different from the sensible sister she was during the day. She twisted her face and said, "Rong Fan!! You are torturing me!! You are torturing me!!"
Rong Fan's eyes were dark and he remained silent, letting Rong Ya vent her anger on him.
Each time she waved her hands, there was no pattern, and the wound on Rong Fan's face was hit several times. Every time it was hit, there was a burning pain.
Thinking of the contents of the diary, he silently clenched his fists.
So, this is how "Rong Fan" was driven crazy?
The brother who appears gentle and responsible has actually been fed up with his sister for a long time.
If this is true, the contents at the back of the diary seem to be explainable.
After an unknown amount of time, Rongya's voice gradually became quieter. It seemed that the drug had taken effect. There was darkness in her eyes, and she looked lifeless. She just lay on the sofa, staring blankly at the ceiling with her eyes open.
Rong Fan glanced at the clock.
It’s eleven forty, not even twelve o’clock yet.
He stood up and wanted to take out the medicine box to treat Rongya's wound, but suddenly a light sneer came from behind him.
"That's great. I've lived one more day. It seems that the wish I made really worked."
Rong Ya lay on the sofa, with two lines of tears at the corners of her eyes, and the smile on her face was uglier than crying.
Hearing this, Rong Fan didn't say anything or turn around. He just walked towards the room silently, but Rong Ya's voice suddenly rang in his ears.
"Brother, I'm sorry."
Rong Fan paused slightly.
He was about to say it was okay, but after hearing the following words, his whole body froze in place.
"But I did this to you, why didn't you kill me?"
Turning his head, he saw Rong Ya on the sofa had turned her head at some point. She was staring at him with a strange and burning look, and the arc of her mouth almost reached behind her ears, which was so strange that she didn't look like a normal person.
She said, "Rong Fan, this is not like you."
Rong Fan's heart skipped a beat and his hands holding onto the door frame slowly tightened. A chill instantly crept up to the soles of his feet and the pain on his cheek seemed to be magnified, making it almost impossible for him to maintain his outward composure.
What does Rong Ya mean by this?
Didn't "Rong Fan" treat her like this before? Did he reveal himself?
An even weirder scene appeared. Rong Ya on the sofa suddenly sat up slowly. She didn't look like she was seriously ill at all. She tilted her head, and a creepy smile appeared on her sunken cheeks. She spoke in a gentle but terrifying tone:
"Brother, why don't you kill me..."
The air instantly fell into deathly silence. Rong Fan's palms began to sweat and his brain was working rapidly.
If the character he guessed was true, then he should kill Rong Ya now?
No! The principle of this building is peace. If he kills Rong Ya, wouldn't that be a violation of the rules?
But even if you don't break the rules, your image might be ruined.
Just when the atmosphere was at its most tense, a sudden bell rang at the door.
“Ding Dong——”
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