A post appeared online: [Found it! The fake official tester's real name is Su Luoluo, come and see the real photo! ]
Soon, the forum gathered more and more people, and various opinions began to appear:
【Wow, the box is opened. The box is opened. 】
[Brother, you are good at this. Where does she live? ]
[She shouldn’t be guilty of this…]
[Now that the gods don't care about her anymore, who can still be her backer? This woman has delayed our playing games, which is affecting the birth of a groundbreaking game! Why can't I scold her? ]
[Haha, you can tell a person's character from the little things he does, rubbish.]
[Haven't you heard the revelations? She was a very pretentious person in high school. Her previous smile to comfort the audience must have been fake. I don't know how she mocked us in her heart.]
[Don’t be like this…]
[When the wall falls, everyone pushes it. Who cares about her? 】
…
In the dim room, Su Luoluo opened the new gift box.
She thought it was a consolation gift from a fan, like chocolates or cookies.
When the box was opened, it turned out to be a dead mouse, and on the white paper was written a blood-red word: "Die!!"
She calmly closed the gift box, a gift she had received many times recently.
She opened the next gift box.
Seeing what was inside, the numb expression on her face became a little more lively. In the box was a bar of chocolates, and next to it was a heart-shaped card with the words "Ms. Demon King, you are the best, don't worry about what others say!" written on it.
She covered her mouth. She knew that she was facing endless malice, but that didn't mean she had no hope for kindness.
She wrote down the signature of this loving fan, thinking that she would definitely repay him in the future. She put the chocolate into her mouth and took a bite.
“Ugh… wuwuwu… wuwu!”
“Ah…Ah ...
There was a ding-dong, crisp sound.
A blade fell to the ground, accompanied by drops of bright red blood.
An intense pain came over her, along with a sharp pain like a knife cutting her. She touched her throat with tears in her eyes. There was a cut in her throat from which blood was oozing out. Half a piece of unmelted chocolate fell from the corner of her mouth. A gap was carefully cut in the middle of the chocolate, which was exactly the shape that could fit a blade.
“Ah… uh uh… ahh—”
She pulled out her fingers, which were covered with light red blood. She stared at her ten fingers. She couldn't figure out how much hatred it would take to send her the blade that killed her.
But she quickly wiped her fingers clean.
……It's fine.
Even so, it's okay.
This was part of the plan, she could accept it...
But she didn't expect... that being hurt by the people she loved would be so painful.
She opened the drawer and subconsciously tried to find the familiar medicine box, but found that there was no medicine in it. She stared at the shriveled medicine plate for a moment and put it back.
She has actually been taking medicine all the time and has never stopped.
Even when she was enthusiastically loved by people, she was always taking medicine. Even when the little girl hiding in the shadows stepped into the sunlight, she was mostly afraid of the overwhelming love. She was afraid of "why do I deserve so much love?" and "this love will disappear sooner or later, and then I will be greeted by a more terrifying darkness."
She often wakes up in the middle of the night, and after a short nap she worries whether someone will scold her online...
"Will they suddenly stop loving me?" she often wondered.
However, she never showed this fear in front of Su Mingan.
She opened the door and wanted to buy medicine, but found a few strangers wandering outside the apartment. They looked around, as if waiting for something.
Fear swept through her body in an instant. She was not afraid of their force, but afraid that they had really found her home.
She immediately returned to her apartment, locked the door, and sat in a chair in a daze.
...Before she was eighteen, she had always had expectations for the world, where there was laughter, beauty, and love...But now she discovered that a sin that was not punishable by death could make millions of people wish for her death.
On the screen, the forum post is still updating in real time:
【I found her neighborhood! 】
[Okay! Remember to take photos without makeup.]
【Watching. 】
【Squat.】
【Love to watch. 】
…
She took a paper knife.
The moment the metal pierced her skin, she blew away the trembling hairs on her arms, and soon, a vermilion color surged out, a color that made her feel magnificent.
Orange-yellow sunlight floated outside the window. She sat quietly in the chair, looking at the golden sunset shining brightly, reflecting the glow of the sunset.
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