Collapse 3: The girl who chased the fire moth

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"Mebius...I..."

He couldn't finish his sentence in the end, and fell to the ground.

"Mebius..."

Mei looked at her bloody hand, the feeling of killing her companion was still there,

"It would be nice if I could let you see her in the end."

May lowered her head slightly, and covered John's body with her white coat.

Chapter 90 Nino's Song Ends

I am a liar.

I lied to the law of thousands of people.

I tricked the flame moth.

I even lied to myself.

I thought no one could tell my lies, not even myself.

but why……

Why do you have to tell the truth?

I pray, I dream, I hope...

Someday someone will tell my lies and tell me I can live and I'm not a...

Incorrigible rotten people.

I've been dreaming about it for over ten years, thinking about it every night...

thinking about...

Someone who won't be tricked by me, won't take it from me, but will reach out, and again...

Even if there is only one more person.

Melutina, my friend, I love you, but I hate you.

You didn't see through my lies, I thought you would be that person...why can't you see through.

Hahaha……

I'm such a good actor.

Life is like a play, play becomes life.

I don't like dreaming, I don't like lying, and I don't like being alone.

I don't want to die, I don't want to disappear, I don't want to be forgotten.

However, I still decided to die, I hope to get a miserable ending for a liar, I want to die at the hands of a lunatic...

He is stupid, stupid, and more deceitful than anyone else.

So he will definitely be tricked by me, kill me, and then everyone will be saved.

I'm all alone, alone, just disappearing into the dark.

But why do you, the stupidest, see through?

It shouldn't be like this, it can't be like this, it can't be...

I cannot be shaken, exposed, or accepted.

I don't want to be a savior, why am I on the way of a savior...

Obviously I've come to the end, why don't you let me take a step forward...

I know……

Thousands of kalpas, I really know.

This is not how villains live, but how heroes live.

I... I... I...

I can't be a villain.

.........

At first, I just wanted to reach out.

Looking at the child being bullied, I stood in front of her, but I was excluded, and the protector stood opposite.

I became the only villain.

But I still want to reach out.

I wanted to help a beggar on the side of the road, I put money in front of him, but he grabbed me and demanded more.Passers-by gave me reproachful looks, as if I had given him extra hope, and I became a villain again.

I still held out my hand.

again and again.

……

"I'm not condescending..."

I wanted to excuse Melutina, but I didn't know what to say for a while.

"Maybe they hate straight talkers too."

She didn't answer me, but she didn't continue to question, and for the first time I met someone who understood.

But by then I had no family or friends.

……

I can no longer reach out.

Because I am a handout.

They don't like me, I get it.

They adopted me under pressure, but they didn't mean to, I get it.

I am not their child, I understand.

I should be sensible.

I should hold back.

I should be selfish.

……

But I still reached out to the girl who was bullied, I climbed over the wall and sent the gangster to prison.

All I saw was the girl's ugliness and humbleness.

I went to college in the cold eyes of my adoptive parents, and I started earning and saving money from the moment I enrolled.

College tuition is very high, and I don't want to continue to look at them coldly.

My dinner is usually just a sandwich and coffee, but this is what I like.

I looked at the sea, sat on the bench, and ate a sandwich bite by bite.

I graduated.

Instead of studying for a master's degree in law, he took the money he saved in college and became a freelance journalist.

It was a period of non-stop meals that made me miss my sandwiches and coffee.

As my fame grows, my wallet is forever empty.

They always think that I am some kind of eldest lady, but I just envy the bread in their hands.

But I don't think it's hard. I have met many good people, but they often end not so well.

This makes me very sad, I will write a lot of unprofitable articles to help them, and finally I will be kicked out and left.

"Why do you want to help us? You are such an impure woman."

"Just for fun."

Of course, doing this kind of thing will only end up being suspected instead.

In fact, over time, I myself have always thought that I am a morally corrupt woman liar who only seeks pleasure.

But I am always short of money. This is probably the most miserable liar in the world, right?

Whether it's good people or bad people, they can't see through me.

But what can I do?

Sometimes when I look in the mirror and look into my own eyes, I don't even know what I'm thinking.

Once a person begins to deceive himself, there is no turning back.

.........

If, if...

If it's not too late.

If, if...

I really have a choice.

So even if it's just for this moment, just in front of him, am I...

Can you be your real self for once?

Am I...can I take his outstretched hand?

.....................

"Thousands of calamities..."

Nino raised her head, looked at Qian Jie, and slowly raised her hand, as if a little timid, but in the end she mustered up the courage and stretched out her hand.

"..."

Qian Jie didn't make a sound, turned his head and stretched out his hand.

How nice it would be to take a nap in this cruel world.

In the next second, Qian Jie suddenly felt the softness and warmth in his arms, and another thing he was more familiar with.

"...You are so stupid, and so am I."

familiar……

Bloody smell.

But it wasn't his blood, no.

If yes, that would be great.

"Nino!!!"

Qianjie let out a roar like thunder.

She was penetrated, in the last second.