The villain always wants to abduct my host

Chapter 217 Princess Royal Actress (54)

The movie quickly came to an end.

All the people watching also temporarily forgot the noise before, immersed in this twisted revenge.

"Brother, they're all dead." Tang Nian (name of the first blind spot girl) clearly couldn't see anything in his empty eyes, but Tang Si (the first blind spot girl) looked away in a daze.It was as if something had been seen through.

Tang Si has been thinking about what his girlfriend said to him, Tang Nian will not be redeemed like this.

"Nian Nian, do you have faith?" Tang Si seemed to use all the strength in his body when he asked this sentence, and he didn't realize that his back was already soaked until he finished speaking.

Tang Nian's movements paused, then he turned his head, his extremely cold voice made people tremble: "Faith? Does it mean when you were abandoned, when your legs were broken by traffickers, or when your biological parents continued to insult and call me?" When rolling? Or, lying on the street in winter only covered with a thin layer of old newspapers?"

If she ever had faith, it can only be said that she is ridiculous, reality shattered her to pieces, and in her memory, someone had her wrist broken just because someone else ate the leftover bread.Then it was thrown on the road like garbage.

I don't remember how many times I was on the verge of life and death, but the ridiculous thing is that she didn't die and met Tang Si.

"I'm sorry." Tang Si apologized to her.

She didn't hold any grudges against Tang Si.On the contrary, because of Tang Si, she had the chance to take revenge.

"Why did brother apologize to me?" The younger sister's voice did not fluctuate at all, although it was innocent and coquettish, it made people feel extremely cold.

Tang Si opened his mouth weakly, smiled bitterly, and looked at the night outside the window: "It's getting late, take the medicine and go to sleep."

Tang Nian put the cup and the pills in his hand into his mouth, and then said, "Brother, can I go to your concert tomorrow?"

"……it is good."

Tomorrow?
Tang Si's eyes full of thoughts drooped, looked at his sister who was gradually falling asleep, and apologized again: "I'm sorry."

He lied to her, there is no tomorrow.

He also gave her sleeping pills.

Tang Si bent down to pick her up and put her on the sofa. The gas leaked from the house and the smell was strong.

The madness in his eyes was no less than Tang Nian's, but he didn't know it.

"Don't be afraid, no matter where you go, brother will accompany you." Tang Si turned on the lighter in his hand and quickly threw it into the kitchen.

There was an explosion and flames blazed.In the sea of ​​flames in the house, Tang Si gently touched Tang Nian's sleepy face, and he thought of those people who were sorry for Tang Nian, in fact, he was the one who should be damned the most.If it wasn't for him competing too much for Tang Nian's nutrition when he was still in the mother's womb, if it wasn't for his cowardice, he couldn't learn to resist, if it wasn't for him...

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Until the explosion gave the audience goosebumps, as if they were at the scene.

At this point in the play, two people died in the explosion fire.

In the end, the perspective of the younger sister was adopted. From the very beginning, she knew that the medicine her brother handed over was not the medicine she usually took.But she still swallowed it obediently.At the end, what her brother said in her ear made her shed tears from her tightly closed eyes from an angle where no one was watching.

——If possible, she also wants to live a good life.

- If you can, please be kind to others.

——Actually, there is no noble and complete difference between us.

At the end of the end, three sentences appeared on the dark screen, which once again shocked the audience.

This is the extreme of human nature.Not only the blind, but also the disabled, the elderly, and the sick.

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　　Master Jiu has something to say——

　　In fact, the theme of blind spots is not just a simple idea.Some of these things are things I've seen with my own eyes, but maybe it's just a piece of writing from among me, so it's not very detailed.

　　I have also considered whether to write blind spots realistically and simply write them as a story.But as Master Jiu, who is in the late stage of lazy cancer, let's talk about when it will be written.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)