For a long time, I haven't said that I like you, and I definitely don't dare to confess to the other person.

Deny that you like that boy.

Deny that I...like you, Yuan Qingqing.

Yuan Qingqing, who was lying on the window, sat up suddenly. Her eyes were bright and she was very angry. Her face was red and she was a little embarrassed. It was the kind of embarrassment and shyness that comes after a secret is exposed. But soon, Yuan Qingqing adjusted her expression. She lay on the table and said softly, "Yes."

"I like him."

"Maybe I'm not worthy of a boy as good as him." Yuan Qingqing turned to the window and muttered softly, "But it's not against the rules to like him."

Mu Sicheng, on the other hand, became furious. His eyes turned red with anger. He hammered his hand hard on the wall and said angrily, "How are you not worthy of him? You have such good grades, you work so hard, and you are so enthusiastic about your classmates! This guy can't even run half as fast as me! It's good that you like him! But you are not worthy of him! This guy is so shameless!"

Yuan Qingqing was startled by Mu Sicheng's sudden outburst and said "Ah?" in confusion.

"Still peeking!" Mu Sicheng picked up Yuan Qingqing and dragged her out angrily, "He's just running. If you want to watch, just go down and watch. Why are you peeking?"

"Peeking into the sac!"

Mu Sicheng pushed Yuan Qingqing to the stairs, waved his hands impatiently and made two "go away" gestures: "He ran there just for you to see, why are you embarrassed, go down and see, see him in person, see openly!"

"I'm ready!"

Yuan Qingqing went downstairs in confusion and anxiety. Mu Sicheng stood quietly at the empty staircase for a while, then walked back, clenched his fists tightly, and sat down in his seat.

Mu Sicheng didn't want to look at first, but he couldn't help turning his head and looking out the window.

Outside the window, Yuan Qingqing ran to the side of the track. When the boy ran past again, he actually saw Yuan Qingqing. He seemed to think that Yuan Qingqing came to him for something, so he broke away from the running team and came in front of Yuan Qingqing.

Yuan Qingqing waved her hands helplessly, her face flushed, as if trying to explain that nothing was wrong.

The boy smiled, stretched out his hand, and seemed to invite Yuan Qingqing to do something, perhaps to go running together.

Yuan Qingqing stared at the boy blankly for a long time, then jumped a little with excitement, then nodded wildly, followed behind the boy, and ran with him. The two of them talked while running, and their smiles were full of genuine happiness.

Mu Sicheng: "..."

He's about to break through.

Mu Sicheng's hands were shaking. He leaned on the table, closed his eyes, took two deep breaths, and even felt dizzy for a while - Yuan Qingqing really liked each other.

It seems that the other party is not completely uninterested in Yuan Qingqing.

It's just that Yuan Qingqing was so stupid and patient that she didn't even realize that she had been secretly in love with someone until now.

But... Yuan Qingqing... really, really had no feelings for him?

So why did she treat him like this?

What kind of reason made her insist that he was not a bad person?

Curiosity turned into a strange itching feeling that crawled from Mu Sicheng's heart to the palms of his hands, as if some evil desire had turned into a poisonous spider, circling in his heart and palms. His fingers twitched as if in spasm, and Mu Sicheng couldn't help but look at the small notebook on Yuan Qingqing's desk.

He hasn't touched other people's things for a long, long time.

He had seen Yuan Qingqing write down some of her daily thoughts in this little notebook. If she could...

Mu Sicheng took a deep breath, clenched his fists, retracted his gaze, and looked at the half-used Hip Hop Monkey eraser on his desk. His chest heaved violently as he tried his best to control his emotions.

There is no need.

The days passed one by one, and Mu Sicheng forced himself to get used to Yuan Qingqing going out for a run during the break between evening self-study classes, to the boy who came to the class to look for Yuan Qingqing more and more frequently, and to the fact that he could control his desire to steal something even when he was no longer under Yuan Qingqing's surveillance.

During the last period of his second year of high school, Mu Sicheng was incredibly peaceful. He even thought that he could let go of Yuan Qingqing, just like he could let go of his own desire to steal.

Untimely desires and untimely feelings will be eliminated from his life as he grows up.

During the summer vacation after the end of the second year of high school, the whole class celebrated their entry into the third year of high school. It could also be said to be the last time they went crazy and made plans to go out and play. Mu Sicheng was not planning to go at first, but after some classmates strongly invited him, he irritably agreed. After he behaved himself, many classmates who were originally a little afraid of him came to approach him. Even the head teacher had a different opinion of him, and his relationship with other people became harmonious.

After having fun in the park for a whole day, the students said goodbye reluctantly and went home.

Mu Sicheng looked at Yuan Qingqing, who was wearing a long skirt and carrying a schoolbag. He paused, looked away, and said, "It's a bit late. Should I take you there?"

Seeing that Yuan Qingqing wanted to refuse, Mu Sicheng quickly said, "I'll take bus No. 7. Is it convenient for us?"

Yuan Qingqing said doubtfully, "I remember your home is not on Line 7."

"I moved to a new place. I rented a house and changed it because I felt uncomfortable living there." Mu Sicheng spread his hands, "Stop talking nonsense. Just tell me whether you want to leave or not?"

Not to mention Line 7, Mu Sicheng had basically never taken the bus. He always took a taxi when he went out, so he was faced with a very embarrassing situation. When he got on the bus, he found that he had to pay with coins.

Yuan Qingqing voted for him and frowned as she criticized Mu Sicheng: "You should tell your class teacher if you move to a new house. You live alone and your address has changed. If something happens to you, we won't be able to find you."

"Remember to report to your class teacher..."

"Mr. Busy." Mu Sicheng sneered and interrupted Yuan Qingqing, "Mind your own business."

Mu Sicheng grabbed the ring of the bus and glanced around. He saw a chain hanging around Yuan Qingqing's fair neck. On it was a two-letter abbreviation, as if someone had hung his name on her body to claim sovereignty. Yuan Qingqing had never worn any accessories before. Mu Sicheng paused and said, "Did he give you this chain?"

"...Yeah." Yuan Qingqing was a little embarrassed. "He graduated and said he wanted to leave me something as a souvenir, so he gave me this."

"Just a commemoration?" Mu Sicheng asked sarcastically.

"Because I'm still in high school, he said he would be my boyfriend when I go to college." Yuan Qingqing scratched her head, "He will be my boyfriend."

As she spoke, she couldn't help but giggle: "He came to visit my parents, hehe."

"...the attitude is harmonious." After saying this, Mu Sicheng fell silent.

On the crowded bus, someone approached quietly, stretched out his hand, and reached for Yuan Qingqing's backpack. Mu Sicheng, who was standing next to him, grabbed his hand fiercely and asked coldly, "What are you doing?"

After the farce, Yuan Qingqing and Mu Sicheng got off the bus early. At Yuan Qingqing's insistence, they sent the person to the nearest public security bureau, and then parted at the bus stop closest to the public security bureau.

"Don't see me off." Yuan Qingqing waved her hand, "My home is nearby, you should go back soon too!"

Mu Sicheng put his hands in his pockets and looked at Yuan Qingqing who was going away. He lowered his eyes and hummed. When Yuan Qingqing disappeared from his sight, Mu Sicheng slowly sat down on the seat at the station and took out the small notebook from his pocket.

This was taken out of Yuan Qingqing's schoolbag by the thief when he stole things. When Yuan Qingqing was clearing out things, she mainly cleared out the money and cell phone, and did not notice that the notebook was missing, so Mu Sicheng hid the notebook.

The last time.

Mu Sicheng looked at the small notebook with the Hip-Hop Monkey on the cover. He took a deep breath and controlled his trembling hands.

If he knew what was going on in Yuan Qingqing's mind and why she thought that of him, he would never steal again.

He turned to the first page and then paused.

[Student Mu Sicheng did not violate the rules this week, but the teacher did not allow him to be given a red flower. I don’t understand why everyone can have a red flower, but Student Mu Sicheng cannot.]

This is not fair.

【As a disciplinary committee member, I should give a red flower to every student who has not violated the rules.】

Below is a row of hand-drawn red flowers with Mu Sicheng's name written next to it.

Every week thereafter, as long as Mu Sicheng did not violate the rules, Yuan Qingqing would carefully draw a row of little red flowers for Mu Sicheng. This record still existed until last week, the day before they had a holiday.

On the last day of the record, Yuan Qingqing recorded:

【Student Mu Sixing has not committed any disciplinary violations for two months. After negotiating with the teacher, he admitted that his previous behavior was biased and allowed me to move Mu Sixing's red flower to the plain rubbings next semester. This week's non-regular red flower record will be the last week, and I will no longer record Mu Sixing's red flower separately in the future.】

【I hope that Mu Sicheng will be a serious person in the future and not make mistakes again. 】

Mu Sicheng held the notebook in his hand and slowly lowered his head. His breathing was rapid and his hands were clenched tightly, but he suddenly sneered and tears fell.

He...did it again.

He betrayed the trust that fool Yuan Qingqing had in him.

"Mu Sicheng..." Yuan Qingqing's puzzled voice sounded in front of Mu Sicheng, "Why are you still here?"

Mu Sicheng suddenly hid the notebook behind his body, turned his head away, and forced himself to calm down: "I was waiting for the bus here, but I didn't see it. Why did you come back?"

"Oh." Yuan Qingqing didn't doubt him. She said distressedly, "I went back to look for it and found that my notebook was missing. There were some classmates' performance records from last semester on it. It was missing and it was very troublesome. I wondered if the thief just now stole my notebook."

"Really?" Mu Sicheng took a deep breath, "What if you didn't bring it?"

"We're just out for fun today, and you don't have to record who breaks the rules. Normally, when you're not doing anything, you don't bring a notebook."

"...It seems so." Yuan Qingqing was surrounded by Mu Sicheng, she frowned, "But I remember I brought it."

"Besides, what thief would steal your notebook for no reason?" Mu Sicheng laughed, "It doesn't look worth much."

Yuan Qingqing was angry: "That notebook records everyone's performance for the entire semester. It's very important!"

"But what you said makes sense." Yuan Qingqing sighed, "Maybe I really forgot to bring it. I'll go to school to look for it tomorrow."

Mu Sicheng breathed a sigh of relief, but when he looked at Yuan Qingqing, who turned around without doubting him at all, the unresolved emotions in his chest suddenly surged up, and he said inexplicably: "Hey, I'm a thief too."

"Yuan Qingqing, why don't you suspect that I stole your things?"

Yuan Qingqing turned her head and looked at Mu Sicheng seriously. She looked at him for a long time and then said, "Don't make such jokes casually."

"You spent two months trying to make everyone in the class trust you."

"Before you made a mistake, as the class monitor and disciplinary committee member, I would not and should not easily doubt you, classmate Mu Sicheng."

"I'm going back now. Goodbye. You should go back early too."

Yuan Qingqing waved and prepared to leave

Mu Sicheng took a deep breath and opened his mouth, wanting to say - [I won't do it again, Yuan Qingqing].

But before he uttered that sentence, an out-of-control bus crashed into the station and got stuck next to Mu Sicheng.

Yuan Qingqing's schoolbag rolled on the ground, with the Hip Hop Monkey things inside scattered all over the floor. The blood-stained Hip Hop Monkey headphones rolled at Mu Sicheng's feet. As if something was wrong, the monkey's eyes on the headphones began to flash red. Screams of passers-by began to be heard around. The bus driver climbed down from the window in horror. His face was drunk and he smelled of alcohol.

Yuan Qingqing's arms hung helplessly from the side of the bus.

Blood splashed onto Mu Sicheng's face and his pupils dilated.

The small notebook in his hand fell to the ground, the last page was soaked with blood, and the little red flower melted in the blood and could no longer be seen.

viewing pool.

Lu Yizhan looked up at the big screen and saw Mu Sicheng, who was trapped in a chain hurricane with empty eyes and obviously out of control mentally. He remembered the files he had found and sighed with a complicated look.

The fate of everyone chosen by Bai Liu is controlled by him.

He likes the souls of these people and wants them to enter his game, and hopes that these people's skills can be used by him and serve his needs, so Bai Liu will deliberately design the life paths of these people, intensify the other party's core of desire, and maximize the other party's desire, so that the skills derived from the other party's desire will be the strongest.

Whether it was Liu Jiayi, Daniel, or Mu Sicheng, everyone had experienced this process of intensified desire under Bai Liu's manipulation.

Liu Jiayi, who could have reconciled with Liu Huai, killed Liu Huai with her own hands under the instigation of Bai Liu. Daniel killed Phoebe with the help of Bai Liu in the family power struggle. Mu Sicheng's last hesitation directly led to Yuan Qingqing's death in front of him. At that time, Mu Sicheng could still barely control himself, so in the Liu Huai incident, Bai Liu made Mu Sicheng witness Liu Huai's death again, destroying Mu Sicheng's last defense.

Mu Shicheng's desire began with "theft". He wanted to get rid of "theft" because of the approach of people he liked and people close to him. However, he eventually entered the game because of the death of these people. He wanted to resurrect them, and eventually fell into "theft" and became a game machine named "thief" carefully forged by God.

Both times he was hit and killed by buses, and both times it was because of his own doubts. The speed and time difference became the things that Mu Sicheng could not forgive himself the most. He wanted to run faster and be more agile, to outrun all the vehicles in the world that were intended to cause harm, and to grab the person who was about to die under the wheels.

But he didn't.

Thus, the world's most evil and perfect thief was born.