Today, the hostess, has she lost her studies?

Chapter 1402 Obsession (21)

There is one thing to say, she likes the word self-inflicted the most.

The black-hearted little goblin pursed her lips, tucked her quilt, closed her eyes, and fell asleep peacefully.

late at night.

Everything is silent, the streets on the road are empty, empty of people.

On a street outside the affluent area, occasionally a car would pass by, with dazzling lights, passing by in a certain corner.

In the corner, a woman was lying there, lying in a dark corner, motionless.

The clothes on his body have been torn and thrown aside.

She was naked and dirty, and there was nothing intact about her.

Still motionless, the crystal-encrusted nails scratched the ground, bleeding out, mixed with mud, already dirty and broken.

From time to time, the lights swept over and passed by.

The makeup and hair of the woman who was discarded here like rags was already messed up.

His eyes stared blankly ahead without blinking, as if he was stupid.

The temperature of the air at night gradually cooled down, and she seemed to be unable to feel the change in the surrounding temperature.

The whole person seemed to be sucked out of life, as if there was no sound, only an empty shell was left here.

The street is very quiet, so quiet that even the sound of insects flying under the lamp can be heard clearly.

The shadows of the insects flying and falling dangled on the ground, buzzing and buzzing.

Gathered there, as if there was some rubbish around them, staying together for a long time.

I don't know how long it has passed, and I don't know how deep the night is.

This place seems to be forgotten by the world, and time seems to stand still at this moment.

The wind stopped, the lights disappeared, and even the sound of insects flying disappeared.

I don't know where there was a chuckle, and a tinny voice like a silver bell.

From far to near, and from near to far.

The sound amplifies from time to time, and shrinks endlessly.

Floating in this dark night, like a ghost, cold and chilling.

Like laughing at the people here, mercilessly laughing at her stupidity and ignorance.

Laughter echoed, coming from all directions, and the source could not be found.

The empty and ethereal laughter of the silver bell seemed to have magical powers, causing the people in that corner to slowly react.

Just staring blankly at the void like this, drooling, it seems to be cramp.

His emotions finally began to fluctuate, and he struggled slightly like this, his limbs became stiff, and a snoring sound came out of his mouth.

Clearly insane and dehumanized.

"Do you want revenge?"

The giggling female voice came like the wind, caressing her red, swollen and bleeding face.

Incomparably gentle, as if coaxing a poor child.

In tenderness and pity, there is a hint of coaxing.

"Uh-huh-huh-huh-"

She made a few sounds with difficulty.

"Oh boy, don't worry."

"If you want revenge, just obey me obediently, and you just listen to what I say. How about it?"

The woman clenched her fists tightly, and the voice in her throat seemed to be blocked.

"Hurrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr-"

Shortness of breath, and even a violent cough.

"Good boy"

The soft and ethereal female voice giggled, like an invisible hand, skipping over her filthy body.

There was no one on the side of the road, and the tall lights flickered for a while.

Light and darkness alternate, the breeze blows, and time seems to start to pass again.

The female voice gradually faded away, smiling, her voice extremely thin.

(End of this chapter)