"As long as you use this knife to stab yourself in the chest, you can return to your world."
Tang Yaoyao asked expressionlessly, "Really? Can I finally be free?"
Her tone suggested she was carrying heavy shackles.
"certainly."
Upon hearing the sound, Tang Yaoyao grabbed the knife.
The blade was sharp, gleaming with a glint of light, and it also reflected Tang Yaoyao's stunningly beautiful yet despairing face.
"Do as I say, put it on your chest, and you will be freed and sent to hell!"
Tang Yaoyao slowly gripped the knife behind her back, seemingly about to stab it into her chest.
She seemed to be struggling, so her movements were somewhat slow.
"Yes, that's it, that's it, you'll experience a different kind of joy..."
His words were filled with expectant excitement.
Tang Yaoyao couldn't resist the temptation and slowly moved towards her chest.
Her eyes were vacant, as if she had no soul and was simply following others' orders.
It was as if a single cut would truly liberate her, waking her from the nightmare.
The knife was only an inch from her chest; Tang Yaoyao's arm veins bulged and cold sweat beaded on her forehead.
Strongly reject.
Unfortunately, their minds were controlled, and their every move was manipulated.
"Hurry up and do it! Hurry up and do it!" The tone became more intense, louder, and mixed with loud laughter.
"My dear child!"
"My dear child!"
Several sounds rang out in the air.
They were calling out Tang Yaoyao's name.
Tang Yaoyao was moved.
Who is calling her?
After a few shouts, Tang Yaoyao seemed to regain some consciousness.
That person's voice sounded familiar; it sounded like Sixth Brother.
"What are you still dawdling for? Time waits for no one, hurry up and make your move!" The voice that was seducing Tang Yaoyao became increasingly shrill.
Perhaps they knew someone had quickly found their way here.
"Tang Yaoyao!"
"My dear child!"
Two voices rang out at the same time.
They found this flaw.
Before Tang Yaoyao could even process what had happened, her eyes cleared, she gripped the knife, and thrust it directly at the speaker in front of her.
A piercing sound immediately followed.
It kept buzzing.
The thunder stopped.
The sound system broke down, and no one was able to operate it anymore.
The person was still excited when he was suddenly interrupted, and his tone changed: "You, Tang Yaoyao, you are still sober."
Tang Yaoyao gasped, "I wasn't fully awake at first, but I am now."
Her hands and feet felt a little weak.
"You think you can make me end my own life and take my place?" Tang Yaoyao gripped the knife tightly: "Dream on."
"Why are you the one who's Tang Yaoyao, and I'm the one who's Tang Yaoyao?!" The man failed several times: "Only if you die can I live!"
Hahahahahahahahahahaha.
He burst into wild laughter.
"My dear child!"
Fu Ziyi ran over and shouted loudly.
Tang Yaoyao's legs were trembling, and she could barely stand there. She only came to her senses when she heard Fu Ziyi call her.
Fu Ziyi was covered in sweat. He climbed more than ten floors in five minutes and then nimbly jumped over the table to run to her side.
Seeing that Tang Yaoyao was holding a knife, he snatched it away.
I thought she was having suicidal thoughts.
Tang Yaoyao was also covered in cold sweat, her thoughts were being controlled.
She finally regained consciousness, but her first words were to reassure Fu Ziyi: "Brother, I'm okay, I'm okay, I won't get lost again."
One sentence touched Fu Ziyi's heart.
Yes, his sister got lost and didn't hold her brother's hand.
Fu Ziyi immediately took her hand. Her palms were sweaty, but the pain was in Fu Ziyi's heart: "Brother is holding your hand, brother will not let go of you."
These words put Tang Yaoyao at ease.
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