my lord god sister

The dream world is always repeated in front of Liu Ling, like a movie that has been watched hundreds of times.No matter how exciting the plot, repeating it in front of yourself over and over again will always become boring.Not to mention that the repeated plots are all scenes from when he died.

These scenes, like a mist that will never dissipate, cover Liu Ling's eyes one after another.

The world, it seems, has never changed.

"Is it again?"

Liu Ling raised his head and looked at another fallen self on the painting page.

Every time I raised my head, I was able to see the scene before my death. I raised my head, and then stared at myself who had cut his wrists and committed suicide. It soaked the paper continuously until it dyed the whole world red.

This is the scene that is repeated in front of Liu Ling now.

There is no slight change, no matter what kind of efforts I make, in the end, it is such an ordinary and constant scene.

Liu Ling wanted to sigh, stand up, and stop the slowly falling figure.

Just...listen.

Tick, tick.

The blood was still flowing in Liu Ling's ears, and the girl who committed suicide by cutting her wrist was still slowly and unstoppably walking towards death.Her footsteps are firm, as if walking towards the other side of the underworld where datura flowers are blooming.

The world was very cold, and Liu Ling's heart almost gave up resistance.

The world is always so ruthless.

How long can a human soul resist?Liu Ling didn't have a standard in her heart, and she didn't even know how long she could persist.

Maybe the next second, maybe the next time, I will completely collapse, silent in this world with only paintbrushes and portraits, lost in the blood dripping from the white wrist.

The world is cruel and merciless.

They seemed to be grinning.It seems to be cold-eyed, and it seems to be doing everything that can make people desperate and wailing.They are carnivaling and running barefoot on the blood-stained road. There is no light on this road, only the despair deeply reflected in the soul.

"All of this is not beautiful."

Liu Ling lowered his head, looking at the blood dripping from his wrist.She clearly knew that she was experiencing death again, cutting her wrists, and dripping blood.Experience the loss of life.

In this absolutely quiet time and space, Liu Ling vaguely felt that his soul had begun to dissipate. Maybe the next second, maybe the next time, he would fall into a deep sleep forever and never wake up again.

"Will someone come and save me?"

Liu Ling asked with a smile, but no one answered with a smile.Only the blood is cold and firmly moving forward.

Listen, the blood says so.

tick.Tick ​​tock, you will never be free, this is your eternal cage.

The world is still spinning, spinning before Liu Ling's eyes.There was no sign of stopping.At this time, there is no other way out except waiting in despair.

And waiting always makes people think of the futility of despair.

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"Liu Mengchao?"

Miao Qi stood beside Liu Mengchao.Looking at Liu Mengchao's slightly furrowed brows, doubts emerged in his heart.Why did Liu Mengchao bring himself here, in front of these people.

The base should have been full of guards.Now there is no one there, as if he knew Liu Mengchao would come here, the entire base is empty.

"What shall we do now?"

Miao Qi narrowed his eyes, looked at the three people who fell into deep sleep, and couldn't help asking softly in Liu Mengchao's ear.Liu Ling, Gao Xiaowan, and Qi Xiaoxiao.

The three of them seemed to be caught in an extremely sweet dream, and even their breathing became unnoticeable.Such a situation is simply unimaginable for Mo Qi.Because these three people seem to be completely dead, and they don't have any breath anymore.

"How to do it?"

Liu Mengchao frowned when he heard what Mo Qi said.He didn't have any ready-made ideas in his mind, he was able to come here, he just followed the feeling that suddenly surged in his heart.

Acting according to feeling, this is Liu Mengchao's current method.

Straightening up, Liu Mengchao lowered his head, stared at Liu Ling's face that was completely asleep, and then sucked gently.I saw him stepping back slowly, as if he was measuring the distance between himself and Liu Ling.

"What is this for?"

Mo Qi asked softly in his heart, but he didn't say it out of his mouth.It's just that there seems to be a tacit understanding, and Liu Mengchao's answer on the other side has already come to her ears.

Just listen to what Liu Mengchao said.

"Observed."

"Observed?"

Mo Qi's eyes lit up, full of disbelief.What does Liu Mengchao want to observe?

Is it Liu Ling's sleeping position?Or is it the girl's tightly frowning eyebrows at this moment?

Liu Mengchao didn't say the answer, but just observed quietly, then raised his wrist and raised his index finger.His index finger is slender, with transparent and snow-white nails.

"Liu Mengchao?!"

Mei Qi exclaimed, but Liu Mengchao's raised index finger had already slid across his wrist, piercing the skin and squeezing the blood out from under the skin.

Liu Mengchao committed suicide by cutting his wrists? !

This absurd idea popped up in Meiqi's mind, she wanted to ask Liu Mengchao why he did this, but was overwhelmed by the expression on Liu Mengchao's face in an instant.

Liu Mengchao's eyes seemed to be filled with power in an instant, like a black vortex that was constantly rotating, but it absorbed all the light and heat in an instant.

Tick.

Following instinct, Liu Mengchao lowered his head, watching the blood dripping from his wrist.The blood was round, like dewdrops dripping on lotus leaves.

Now the dew is about to drop to the ground.

The voice is soft and supple, like the most peaceful whisper of a lover.

As the blood drops scattered on the ground, Mo Qi subconsciously looked at Liu Ling's wrist.I saw a deep bloodstain on the girl's wrist.

This is……

Mo Qi's crimson eyes lit up instantly.She had figured everything out at this moment.Liu Mengchao didn't want to cut his wrists to commit suicide, but he should have taken care of Liu Ling's current situation.

In other words...

Liu Mengchao is now trying to wake Liu Ling from his deep sleep.

But... what method does Liu Mengchao want to use?Min Qi shook his head lightly, projecting all the doubts in his eyes onto Liu Mengchao, waiting for the man's answer.

Perhaps, is an answer beyond one's imagination?

Mo Qi secretly guessed in his heart.Liu Mengchao seemed to have also sensed the doubts in Qi Qi's heart, and he turned his head in a moment, smiling at the girl standing beside him.

"Hypnosis, please close your eyes."

Hypnosis, please close your eyes?

Is Liu Mengchao talking to himself?Or is he talking about what he is going to do now?

He didn't know, so he had to close his eyes.The long eyelashes seemed to sense the girl's uneasy heart at this moment, and trembled slightly.

Eyelashes are slender and tremble in the sun.

And Liu Mengchao's voice was gentler than the sun's, and it came to Liu Ling's ear gently, step by step into her dreamland.

In that endless cycle of dreams.

"I said, listen."

Liu Mengchao said slowly, the blood dripping from his wrist seemed to become a bridge at this moment, connecting dream and reality.

At this moment, Liu Ling who was sleeping in a dream opened his eyes.

The world is still dark, and he is still in the studio before he died.There is no human figure nearby, no human voice in the distance, the sky and the earth, the universe is prehistoric, and I am the only one left.

At this moment, that crisp voice rang in Liu Ling's ear.

That voice is so clear and sweet, it is more intoxicating than the best music, and more lingering than the most beautiful scenery.

She raised her head and looked at the drop of blood falling from the air, dripping on her flawless forehead.

Nostrils fluttered gently, waiting quietly for the sound that seemed to come from heaven.

That's what the voice said.

"I said, listen."

Listen, listen to the sound that wakes you up.

Listen, listen to the voice that can save a man from death.

Listen, blood is dripping, Liu Mengchao's voice broke into the dreamland. (To be continued..)

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This is the first update today~~~

I'm sorry because I had a bad cold in the afternoon, so I went directly to the hospital to hang water. . .After I got home, I took the medicine and fell asleep until after nine o'clock in the evening. . .

Feeling much more comfortable now and writing hard.

The next chapter will be at ten o'clock in the evening~~~

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