The rain made Lin Jiu's hair stick tightly to her face, but she seemed not to feel the cold and kept sitting on the stone slab.
"Mo Yun, do you know? Today is the 49th day since you left. Legend has it that on this day, if the person you care about most misses you at your grave, your soul will return to the human world.
Mo Yun, I know that the person you care about most is not me, but..."
Lin Jiu lowered his eyes, his voice choked, "But I really hope you can come back to see me."
When Su Moyun heard Lin Jiu's words, she slid down the tree trunk and collapsed on the ground. She hugged her knees and sobbed uncontrollably, tears mixed with raindrops dripping from her chin.
"Xiaojiu, the person I care about most is you."
Suddenly, a dozen men in black holding black umbrellas walked towards Lin Jiuwei in the corner of the cemetery.
Su Moyun didn't think much about it and stood up and pulled out her pistol.
Lin Jiu's gaze stopped at the distance, his eyes were empty, and he didn't care at all that a group of men in black were surrounding him.
She didn't want to take action here, she didn't want to disturb Su Moyun's peace.
But before she could stand up, the men in black fell down one by one with blood spurting out of their heads.
Lin Jiu stood up in surprise. Who is he who has such good marksmanship and uses a silenced pistol?
She deliberately hid behind a tree.
Sure enough, a black shadow walked out from behind the bushes. This person came to where Lin Jiu had just been and looked around.
When she turned around, she happened to meet Lin Jiu's eyes.
Lin Jiu didn't say anything, his face expressionless, it was hard to tell whether he was happy or sad.
But when the female killer saw Lin Jiushi, she seemed a little at a loss. Compared with the cold-blooded killer who had just killed more than a dozen people in a row, she seemed like a different person.
"You." Lin Jiu suddenly raised his eyes, staring straight at Su Moyun, and walked towards her step by step, "Who are you? As an assassin of the Dark Night Group, yet you killed so many of my people."
Su Moyun unconsciously took half a step back, then immediately forced herself to maintain her aura, standing firmly in place, pretending to stare fiercely at Lin Jiu who was walking towards her.
Lin Jiu walked up to Su Moyun, grabbed her wrist, lifted it up, and pointed the gun in her hand at his forehead. "You came here to kill me, but you don't dare to do it. Are you afraid of me?"
Lin Jiu curled his lips into a smile that was extremely evil.
"I'm afraid of you? What a joke!" Su Moyun retorted.
"Then you die!" Lin Jiu snatched the gun from Su Moyun's hand and pointed it at her eyebrows.
"Why don't you shoot?" Su Moyun lowered her voice, "You are the one who doesn't dare to do it!"
"Okay, I have my own principles for killing people. Leave a last word!" Lin Jiu took out a soft-cover notebook and a gel pen from his arms and stuffed them into Su Moyun's hand.
Although it was rained for so long, the soft cover book is very waterproof and the pages in the middle are still dry.
Su Moyun laughed dryly, "The arrogant Lin Jiu has this hobby, collecting the last words of people he has killed as stamps?"
Although Su Moyun argued with Lin Jiu, she still wrote a few lines because she really wanted to say something to Lin Jiu.
[The person I care about most, I really miss you. Please don't miss me when I die. Sometimes living is more painful than dying. Death is a relief for me.]
When Su Moyun handed the softcover book to Lin Jiu, Lin Jiu's eyes were already red and he hugged her tightly, "Moyun, I miss you too."
"My name is Christine, you got the wrong person."
"No matter how different your appearance is from the past, your handwriting will never change. Mo Yun, I don't know what you've been through, but no matter what happens, I will support you, even if it costs me my life."
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