Doomsday: I, a top killer, became a lolita

"Me? Good?

Ning Yu was stunned and showed a thoughtful look.

Shen Yiyue immediately nodded, and then began to learn Ning Yu in a similar way:

"Ahem.... I advise you, in such a world, put away your excess kindness, it will be good for both of us..."

His mouth pouted, learning Ning Yu's lines in a strange voice, his expression crumbs.

Great, every time it's you crumbs loli crumbs me, today it's finally my turn to take revenge!

Ning Yu did not appreciate Shen Yiyue's poor imitation, but seriously reflected.

Is it really a fair deal to give Bai Xuan this errand yourself?

Is he sympathizing with her? Why?

When did you start to become weak?

Is it because of that stubborn little look?

She remembered Bai Xuan's appearance, and she must find a way to help Teacher Zhang share the difficulties.

It reminded her of herself in her previous life.

In his previous life, Ning Yu depended on his grandmother since he was a child, and his parents died early.

Grandma has no job and has been relying on picking up garbage to feed Ning Yu.

Ning Yu has also been very sensible since she was a child, and she must pick up garbage with her grandmother every day after school, even if she is ridiculed by her classmates.

But grandma was distressed that Ning Yu was looked down upon in school, and she didn't let Ning Yu pick up garbage with her every time.

Ning Yu never listened, he was a little stubborn, no matter what grandma said, he had to follow his grandmother to help.

He knew that his grandmother was seriously ill, there was no money to treat her, it was already a candle in the wind, and he wanted to help her share some.

He hated himself for being useless.

Speaking of which, his eyes at that time may be the same as Bai Xuan today.

Then and then, exactly this moment.

Later, grandma still died, and there was not even money for a funeral, Ning Yu was very sad, but did not cry.

Grandma said: "Ah Yu should live well, don't cry, crying Grandma will be sad when she hears it." Ning

Yu, who had no relatives, later entered an orphanage, was selected by the organization, and trained to become a killer.

It's just that later he has become a cold killing machine, and rarely remembers this memory again.

It's really a cliché plot, a cliché fate.

Tacy and true.

Thinking about it again today, she is not the self she was when she was a child in her previous life.

Years of experience as a killer have taught her that

feelings only affect how quickly you can pull your knife.

Ning Yu suddenly felt a burst of irritation for no reason.

Anger yourself for weakness, anger yourself that you are becoming weak, becoming able to empathize.

She hated herself like that.

Only then did Ning Yu come to his senses and look up at Shen Yiyue with an icy gaze, the initiator.

As soon as her snow-white little hand was raised, a crimson Tang knife suddenly appeared in her hand and rested on Shen Yiyue's neck!

"You think I'm a good person? Believe it or not, I'll kill you right now! The

silver-haired little loli's eyes were murderous, and the temperature in the room seemed to be a few degrees lower.

Shen Yiyue did not hesitate to meet her eyes.

Because she clearly felt: Ning Yu looked murderous, but in fact she didn't mean to hurt her at all.

Shen Yiyue was very clear: she was anxious.

So he smiled and said, "

If it's light rain, it's okay."

？？？

"What the hell are you talking about?!"

Ning Yu asked a little angrily.

"I said, if Xiaoyu wants to kill me, you can do it at any time."

"My life was originally given by Xiaoyu, and Xiaoyu can retrieve it at any time."

Shen Yiyue didn't care about the knife on her neck at all, but looked at the silver-haired little loli seriously, and even got closer.

So close that Ning Yu felt that he could smell the faint body fragrance on her body.

"I just think that Xiaoyu doesn't need to suppress himself and do whatever he wants."

Getting closer, Shen Yiyue simply hugged Ning Yu directly.

This hug made Ning Yu a little stunned, and the knife was forgotten, only feeling that nephrite was warm and fragrant.

"Whether it's a cold and ruthless little rain, a smart and cunning little rain, or a gentle and kind little rain."

"I think it's all good, as long as Xiaoyu is still Xiaoyu himself."

"But the knife just now didn't hang on my neck, Xiaoyu, you actually put it on your own neck, which made me feel scared."

That knife was obviously placed on Shen Yiyue's neck just now, and Ning Yu confirmed this.

"You want to kill your weakness, but that's also a part of Xiaoyu, and it's an important part of why I think Xiaoyu is Xiaoyu."

"I like such a real light rain, I hope you are real."

Ning Yu, who was held tightly, was a little stunned.

Shen Yiyue's words caught her off guard.

She had never discussed such an issue with anyone and never had the opportunity.

What does your true self look like?

She also had no answers.

The scene suddenly became quiet, and Ning Yu raised the hand that was originally holding the knife, a little overwhelmed.

The knife has been retracted.

Shen Yiyue, who was holding Ning Yu, suddenly cheered:

"Yay! As long as you hold a light rain, you can be considered a success!

"Today's light rain energy has been replenished! Big win! Ning

Yu, who was still stunned, was suddenly recalled to reality by Shen Yiyue.

Looking at this guy who suddenly became energetic, a little speechless, she said in annoyance:

"I tell you, I'm angry."

"Your potato chips are gone."

Shen Yiyue, who was still cheering, suddenly froze and showed a reluctant smile:

"Xiaoyu.... You can't do this..." The

silver-haired little loli pushed her away with a look of disgust.

"Today is the king of heaven, Laozi is coming, and you don't have to eat."

......

The night was getting deeper.

Because the whole city has lost power, the entire stadium has fallen into boundless darkness and silence.

Ning Yu lit a candle in the room, which was brought out of the supermarket.

I took out the familiar copy of "The Outsider" from my bag and was reading it.

Shen Yiyue had no magazines to read now, so she could only read it with Ning Yu boredly.

Just a few glances, the above sentence filled her with sleepiness:

"These four shots, like I knocked four times sharply on the door of suffering."

What is this book about?

She only felt sleepy and fell asleep before long.

Ning Yu felt that his shoulders were heavy, and he saw that Shen Yiyue was already leaning on it.

Her long silky hair touched her face, a little itchy.

The beautiful eyes have been closed, and her beautiful eyelashes can be seen from the side, trembling slightly with sleep.

The thin pink lips were gently closed, and Joan was breathing evenly, sleeping soundly.

Ning Yu could feel the sweet breath she exhaled, blowing on the book.

The plot of the book seems to have entered a critical scene, and Ning Yu gently folded a corner to make a mark, ready to read it again next time.

Carefully took the bag, she was afraid of waking up the sleeping Shen Yiyue, and put the book back in the bag.

I closed my eyes and started meditating.

In the calm night like water, Ning Yu did not fall asleep, not knowing what he was thinking.

It wasn't long before she heard some subtle movements outside.

It's just that I can't hear it clearly through the door.

She couldn't help but complain: Why every time she meditates, she will come to wake herself up with some movement.

Shen Yiyue next to her had already begun to dream, and from time to time she heard her call her name.

It must be some kind of peach dream.

Ning Yu took action, quietly replaced his shoulder with his school bag, and continued to lean on Shen Yiyue.

He quietly walked to the door.

The door was opened.