Observation Diary of a Blackened Girl and My Survival Guide

This sentence.

Because she knows...she knows Asuka Chinatsu's ending in the original "Dandelion", and knows the things in "Dandelion", as the author, I don't know.

Lin Qian's expression became a little complicated, with mixed emotions in his heart.

"Xue Wanying, you must really hate me, because I made you unreasonable, and you were born with this strange disease."

"..."

"Ah."

Xue Wanying's expression was a little gloomy: "Not only that, my parents...died in a plane crash because they helped me get medicine."

"Lin Qian, you are right..."

"I did hate you, to the core."

"I was tortured so badly that I thought about suicide countless times."

"But I also know that some things are preordained from the beginning, such as...you and I met."

"Lin Qian, I'm afraid you haven't even thought about it...you will fall into my hands."

"I thought about it, and I didn't think about it."

Lin Qian sighed softly, rested his head on the backrest, and slowly closed his eyes.

"It's just that I didn't expect it to be like this. So many things have happened to you, it's reasonable to hate me."

"However, I still want to ask, can you... let me go? Give me some chances to make up for you."

"You asked me to let you go? Hahahaha~! I let you go, who will let me go? Who can pull me out of the endless torture?"

Xue Wanying seemed to hear something funny, and she covered her stomach with laughter.

Smiling until the corners of his eyes filled with crystal clear teardrops.

She seems to be...

Cried.

"Stop dreaming, Lin Qian, how could I let you go, only you can save me, I really hate you..."

She turned around suddenly, and gently cupped Lin Qian's cheeks with both hands: "But...I love you too."

"Oh, I believe you? Love is like this? Xue Wanying, you are an old liar."

"You are also a liar, Lin Qian, we are the same kind of people."

As Xue Wanying spoke, she took out the special pen she had prepared long ago.

The nib of the fountain pen was extremely sharp, and it shone dazzlingly cold under the lamp.

As soon as she finished speaking, Xue Wanying tore Lin Qian's clothes.

She held the oddly shaped pen as she usually holds a pen.

In the next moment, a severe pain along the nerves...exploded in Lin Qian's chest.

"I really lied to you. I've been lying to you from the very beginning...Lin Qian, you and I...we need some hatred..."

Xue Wanying spoke unhurriedly, a bloody "Ying" was on Lin Qian's left chest...

Take shape slowly.

"Do you know, Lin Qian, because only love with hatred can make us want to stop..."

【She carved her own name on his heart. 】

[Daily update chapter, first update. 】

390 Chapter Five She Wrote His Final Chapter

pain...

it hurts...

Lin Qian, who was weak but conscious, could feel the unforgettable pain of the blade piercing his skin.

As the word "Ying" slowly took shape, the pain gradually intensified and accumulated together.

Lin Qian had no choice but to use some super-dimensional thinking to indifference his feelings and numb his nerves.

The gradually turning blue pupils made Xue Wanying stop suddenly, she stared at Lin Qian's eyes curiously: "Eh? It's still changing color? Is it caused by being too excited?"

"When we do something happier, your eyes~ will be beautiful, right?"

"Tomorrow~ I'm going to get a pair of red colored contact lenses. Since ancient times, red and blue have been the CP, so that we look like a match made in heaven."

"......"

Lin Qian thought about some bad memories, and the corner of his lips twitched suddenly: "Don't talk nonsense, hurry up if you want to engrave your name, do you know that I am in pain?"

"Of course I know you're in pain, because..."

Xue Wanying tore off her collar, and Lin Qian saw two bright red words on her left chest... when he touched the green and slightly pink top.

Lin Qian.

Behind the name, there is a pink heart.

"I have also engraved it. I carved it on myself with my own hands. Just a few days ago, I used...the same pen." Xue Wanying's voice was mixed with a pathology that could not be described in words: "The more pain , the more worth it..."

"If feelings are not painful enough, how can they be unforgettable?"

"I have learned a lot, and it turns out that emotional pain is such a pain method."

Lin Qian didn't know what to say, especially after seeing Xue Wanying's white and immature chest engraved with his name.

He just thought she was hopeless.

Xue Wanying wasn't just addicted to sex, her whole heart began to distort.

This disease... can't be cured.

Indeed, for Xue Wanying to become like this, she has an unshirkable responsibility.

But who knows, things will really turn out like this.

Lin Qian also didn't know...one day...a pervert who only existed in novels would appear in front of him...and rape him.

He could only shield his own perception as much as possible so that the pain would be milder.

After Xue Wanying wrote her name on Lin Qian's chest, it was already 3 minutes later.

She looked at her masterpiece, smirked, and nodded with satisfaction: "Lin Qian, in order to write down your and my names, I practice every night..."

"It's for this moment~"

Xue Wanying bent down, and slowly licked off the blood that had flowed from Lin Qian's body due to the lettering, and then picked up the white gauze that had been prepared earlier, and applied it to Lin Qian's chest.

"This is..."

Before Lin Qian finished speaking, Xue Wanying greedily kissed her lips.

Although girls' lips were all similar in touch, Lin Qian could still clearly feel that Xue Wanying's lips were... the softest among all the girls he had ever kissed.

Like eating cotton candy.

But the taste is not so sweet, the sweetest lips.

It was Linyin's, and that guy ate candy all afternoon when he kissed her.

That kiss from her... so sweet it hurt my teeth.

The second is orange, she not only has the sweetness of orange, but also... her kissing skills are very outstanding.

Kissing with Tachibana is a kind of enjoyment. She will actively tease every nerve of you and let you fall into her kiss.

Because of the blood she had just licked, Xue Wanying's tongue had a faint smell of blood.

There is also a scent of dandelions.

Su Xiaoying's kiss is more like asking, but Xue Wanying's kiss...

Only greed.

At the same time, Lin Qian felt a refreshing coolness in his chest, which was in stark contrast to the severe pain just now.

It almost made him groan.

"Are you comfortable ~ Lin Qian?"

Xue Wanying bit Lin Qian's lower lip lightly, and slowly let go of Lin Qian's tightly wrapped arm.

Lin Qian ignored her, but just looked down at his chest.

【Xue Wanying?】

This name corresponds to [Lin Qian?] on Xue Wanying's chest.

It seems that because of the medicine on the towel just now, the part where the name is engraved no longer bleeds, and the coolness also overwhelms the pain.

"This name...you can't erase it in your life, just like the name engraved on me."

"For the rest of our lives...we will always be together, hee hee..."

Xue Wanying put her ear against Lin Qian's chest, closed her eyes and listened to his heartbeat.

"..."

I don't know why, looking at the name on Xue Wanying's chest, listening to her say this...

Lin Qian felt a sense of criminal pleasure in his heart.

In such a petite girl...the incomparably immature and green chest left her own marks, this feeling of immorality and sin...

It even gave Lin Qian the urge to hold Xue Wanying tightly in his arms.

It also exceeds the joy of writing orthographic characters on a girl's leg.

The words Stockholm Syndrome appeared in Lin Qian's mind.

Lin Qian, who had always thought of himself as a normal person...had self-doubt for the first time.

Am I really a pervert?