Chapter 167 The Continuation of Sin and Fate
In the early morning hours, as the entire city was just waking up, a group of young men on motorcycles rushed down the highway, flying into the crowd, roaring with laughter.
Boom, boom, boom, boom!
A dozen colorful motorcycles formed a convoy. The front row was fine, but the speakers in the back blasted the street, making a thumping, thumping noise as they raced.
They enjoyed speeding up to hundreds of yards per hour, gathering together and then scattering in all directions amid the sound of exploding engines.
Buzz——
A purple-red motorcycle sped past the edge of the track. Special lights were installed near its exhaust pipe, which at first glance looked like a layer of bright blue flames flying and burning.
The knight above was not wearing a helmet at all, and his long golden hair was fluttering in the wind.
Her jacket, boots and motorcycle were as bright and colorful as her eyes and eyebrows, but her expression was extremely cold, as if she was indifferent to everything she saw.
"Hahahahahaha." The people behind her let out a series of strange screams and followed her into the city.
As the traffic in the early morning gradually increased, even this group of people had to slow down, turning from gliding to sliding, and gliding into the spacious square fairly steadily.
Shiny~Buzz~
The riders either lifted their bikes or swung their legs, deliberately making a series of noises.
As the young people danced like jugglers, the purple motorcycle shot straight towards the pure white steps like a meteor. It leaped high from above and flew past their heads.
Boom.
The sound of the wheels hitting the ground was dull and short.
The rider pressed down with both hands, and the massive motorcycle came to a stop, as if a living creature, as if it dared not bother its owner's waist and abdomen. A pair of slender legs pushed against the ground, the taut muscles reminiscent of a predator in the ocean.
"Swish~" Even the yellow-haired young man who was grazing his scalp didn't show any anger, but whistled at the blonde rider. "Sister Na, you're so skilled~"
Someone took the lead, and the colorful friends around him all applauded and slapped their thighs to join in the fun.
"Yes, yes, you are worthy of being Sister Na!"
"He's so handsome."
"Where are we going to play next time? We'll go wherever you go."
"I remember the last time was on a small island in the Pacific Ocean, and Brother Xiao even broke his leg, hahaha."
Xinaya ignored them, not even bothering to look at the clown. She simply didn't have the patience to deal with these guys. Who were they?
…She actually knew who they were. A group of “friends,” seven or eight of whom could be considered childhood friends.
They grew up together, partied together, studied abroad together, returned home together, and were detained together... so what?
I hate them, no, it's not quite right to say I hate them.
More than one pair of hands and legs came over from the side and gathered around her intimately.
They were all laughing, even if their eyes weren't smiling, their mouths were laughing loudly, as if they were attending her birthday party on the island, or cheering her when she was throwing money at the bar.
I'm busy
She was sure she had no time to deal with these people, that there must be something more interesting to do. Xinaya was sure that she could not be bound, that she was freer than the wind.
But now the question is, what is more interesting?
Emerald eyes looked towards the sky and also around the street blankly.
Office workers were coming and going on the road in the early morning, kindergarten children were held by their parents, primary school students were holding hands, and the elderly were carrying shopping baskets... Everything, whether it was work, family, or friends, all the factors that could be associated with it could not bring her any touch.
Just as useless as the useless friends around her, and just as boring.
She turned over and got off the motorcycle, but her right hand was still holding the handlebars: Do I like riding motorcycles?
I probably like it. The thrilling feeling of speeding can bring a rare pleasure in daily life... No, it's not enough. This little pleasure is far from enough.
Sinaya clenched her fists and bit her lips in anger. A fire burned fiercely in her chest, wanting to burn everything to ashes!
That was not a boredom that could be filled by smashing store counters, beating up the faces of people you dislike, or arbitrarily bullying those who dared to resist, but a fanatical desire that was deeper, more terrifying, and more difficult to suppress.
I must have forgotten something important.
Perhaps ordinary people would be bound by the boring and trivial things filling their brains, but for Xinaya, everything in her memory made her sick. It was not worth even a bit more than the virtual data in the game: they were all the same and could be easily deleted by her.
"Sister Na, can we go to the island next time? I was sick last time and didn't go."
The faceless woman reached out to her.
"Boss, where are we going to have breakfast later? I'm starving!"
The young man with a blurred face wanted to pat her shoulder.
"Hey, stop teasing me. I look exhausted. Go home and get some sleep. I'll have fun tonight!"
The faceless "friend" stood behind him with one hand on his hip.
First the face, then the body, then the color... Sinaya said nothing. She was still looking around the street, as if trying to find something special among the crowd.
But everything is fading and melting until it completely loses its shape.
Of course she knew they hadn't faded, hadn't melted, and still had the same "personality" as before. But her eyes no longer wanted to distinguish the differences between them, because her heart firmly believed that there was no difference between them.
Her ears were fully functional, and she could hear every word clearly, but she didn't want to take a single word in. Her mouth could certainly speak, but she didn't, because there was absolutely no need to communicate with this group of people.
It's so uncomfortable, I can't breathe.
The huge feeling of emptiness condensed into overwhelming disgust. She raised her hand and threw a punch diagonally in front of her!
Boom!
"Ouch!" The young man covered his cheek in disbelief: "Sister Na, what are you doing? It's me, it's me."
However, Xinaya did not answer. She pushed them away with her shoulder as if she had not heard anything, and quickly left among the colorful young people, leaving even the motorcycle behind.
"Hey, where are you going?"
"Car! Your car!"
The companions talked at once and made strange expressions. They watched Xinnaya leave quickly and did not dare to stop her.
After all, Na-jie was considered the team's most generous contributor, and the others couldn't match her family's financial resources. A few second-generation members could compete with her based on their family backgrounds, but their personalities couldn't match their craziness.
The young man who was beaten was a pampered little Tai Sui at home. He had just joined the group and saw that his companions were "disloyal" and immediately said angrily: "Fuck you, you won't even apologize! I, I fucked her to death..."
He had just complained angrily when he saw others looking at him with very strange eyes, as if they were looking at a dead person.
The young man's voice gradually became quieter and quieter: "Why, you can't even say a few words?"
"Humph." A long-haired young man with a green jade bracelet on his wrist glanced at him coldly: "I advise you not to seek death."
Seeing his sarcastic expression, the hairy young man immediately became angry. He straightened his back and raised his voice: "Huh? Does she dare to kill someone again? If you dare, bring a mental illness certificate and fight me...Have you really killed someone?"
Some people around pouted and wanted to blow the whistle to cheer, but the elderly people in the small group had serious expressions and put their hands down again after they had just raised them.
The long-haired young man took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it with a click.
"Whoosh!" He blew out a puff of smoke. "What's so bad about killing people? Some people out there are addicted to killing."
"Then, then what about her too?" The hairy young man felt a little regretful and began to stutter. Oh no, I didn't mean to offend a lunatic who was addicted to killing people!
"Oh, she's not." The long-haired young man said calmly, "That day... she said she was bored."
…
Boring, so boring.
Sinaya walked the streets without flinching, occasionally bumping passersby with her shoulder. Her expression was so ferocious that no one dared to talk to her, and if they were bumped into, they would just lower their heads and quickly avoid her.
She didn't pay any attention to the expressions of passers-by, but was just racking her brains to find some interesting memories.
No, no, not enough.
Whether it's throwing money, black boxing, one-sided humiliation or further stimulation, it's completely unable to bring enough pleasure.
She seemed to be separated from the world by a thick barrier, and only strong negative emotions could penetrate through the gaps and soak her mouth and nose.
I can hardly breathe. I am almost suffocated by this boring world——
Xinnaya covered her chest in pain, feeling like a thirsty fish, struggling to death on the dry earth.
[“Do you want to give up?”] A strange yet familiar voice chanted in her mind, persuading her to give up everything.
No, I won't give up.
Xinaya's emerald eyes ignited: I will never give up.
I hate boredom, more than death. But what I hate even more than that is giving up.
No matter how painful, boring, or desperate it is... I must struggle to the very end.
Sinaya gritted her teeth and opened her mouth, and as she stood on the busy street, she squeezed out a giggle from the back of her throat.
Even if everything around her is uglier than melted mud in her eyes, even if everything in the world is extremely boring, she will never show weakness to any existence and will fight until her death!
"Haha, hahaha, huh?"
The hideous laughter stopped abruptly as a bright color appeared on her chaotic painting board.
Xinaya saw the black color as soft as satin, but the eye-catching long black hair only occupied a small part of her vision, and the majority of the scene in front of her was dyed with a warm color.
A girl in school uniform was walking on the street, and when the green light came on, she jumped onto the zebra crossing excitedly.
The moment she smiled, it seemed as if all the light in the world fell and sprinkled on her fragile and round shoulders.
“…” Gurgle.
As Sinaya swallowed the bloody liquid, the people and scenery in her vision took on more concrete forms. They were tinged with the color brought by the girl and given meaning by her presence.
I saw the traffic and was worried you'd get hit by an eyesore.
I saw the road because I wanted to get to you as fast as possible.
I saw the store because I wanted to empty it out for you.
I want you
I want to catch you no matter what, I want to catch the only color in the world. The moment I see you, I can no longer think of what is interesting or boring, meaningful or meaningless.
Your existence itself is my interest and meaning.
Sinaya spread her legs and ran towards the girl.
......
"Senior~ Let's exchange contact information."
Chen Xiao'er's eyes flickered, and she couldn't take her eyes off Ling's delicate face.
"Okay." Ling took out his cell phone from his bag without hesitation, and looked back at her with very focused eyes, giving people a strong sense of being valued.
Chen Xiao'er said the phone number, feeling sweet in her heart: I am so lucky today, I didn't expect to meet such a congenial senior.
Ling is the vice president of the student union. She has excellent grades and is beautiful. More importantly... Chen Xiao'er looked into her ice-blue eyes and her cheeks flushed.
I always feel that we are particularly destined to be together. Is this love at first sight?
She finished her number and began to enter Zero's phone number. The senior's voice and movements were so gentle. I really wanted to be a classmate with such a gentle girl, and preferably share a dormitory with her!
Oh, I just happened to be a day student. But even if I were a boarding student, I'd be two years behind, so there was no way I could live with the seniors.
She felt an inexplicable regret in her heart, and felt uncomfortable that something that was taken for granted had been changed.
Ta-da, ta-da-da.
The heavy footsteps broke Chen Xiao'er's reverie, and she subconsciously turned her head: There was a road next to her, it would be bad if she hit someone... Who was she?
A strange blonde woman walked towards me against the light, walking very fast.
She was taller than the passersby next to her, with broad shoulders, smooth muscle lines and an extremely special aura that seemed to make people around her breathless.
This route will hit me.
A slight premonition made Chen Xiao'er dodge backwards in advance, but she saw the girl immediately adjust her direction and come towards her.
Hey, is it directed at me?
Why is there such a scary expression on her face?
After realizing this, Chen Xiao'er finally got a little scared.
The other person's expression was not that of a nonchalant passerby, but rather an indescribable persistence, more ferocious than a hungry wolf chasing its prey, and full of a terrifying sense of distortion.
What should I do? Today is only my first day of high school.
Chen Xiao'er couldn't help but shiver, her fingers were cold, the only thing she could think of was to call the police, but common sense told her "not that bad".
Brush.
A figure stood in front of her, the senior's long silver hair passing through her field of vision. The tall Zero stood between her and the strange woman, showing no intention of backing down.
Very good.
Chen Xiao'er felt relieved almost immediately. With her senior around, even if the other party had any misunderstandings, they wouldn't dare to take action—Ahhhh?
The first person to take action is Zero.
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