"As long as you use this knife and put a knife in your chest, you can return to the world that belongs to you."
Tang Yaoyao had no expression: "really? Can I be free? "
That tone, like she was carrying a heavy yoke.
"Of course."
Hearing this, Tang Yaoyao grabbed the knife.
The sharp edge of the knife reflects Tang Yaoyao's beautiful but desperate face.
"Do as I say, go to your chest, and you will be free and go to hell!"
Tang Yaoyao slowly holds the knife back and seems to poke it to his chest.
She seems to be struggling, so she's a little slow.
"Yes, that's it. That's it. You will experience different happiness."
The words are excited with expectation.
Tang Yaoyao couldn't resist bewitching and slowly moved towards his chest.
Her eyes are empty, like no soul, listen to other people's arrangements.
As if a knife down, she can really extricate herself from the nightmare.
The knife was only one inch from his chest. Tang Yaoyao's arms were blue and his forehead was in a cold sweat.
Strongly rejected.
Helpless to be controlled by people, mind, every move is controlled.
"Do it, do it!" The tone is more intense, loud, mixed with laughter.
"Young son!"
"Young son!"
There were several noises in the air.
Calling Tang Yaoyao's name.
Tang Yaoyao was touched.
Who's calling her?
With a few shouts, Tang Yaoyao seemed to be quite sober.
That person's voice is very familiar. It seems to be brother six.
"What are you dawdling about? Time doesn't wait for us. Let's do it!" The voice bewitching Tang Yaoyao became more and more sharp.
Maybe I know someone came here quickly.
"Tang Yaoyao!"
"Young son!"
Two voices were heard at the same time.
We found this flaw.
Tang Yaoyao didn't have time to think about what happened. His eyes were clear and bright. He held the knife and stabbed directly at the sound in front of him.
All of a sudden there was a piercing sound.
Buzz.
The thunder stopped.
The stereo doesn't work. No one controls her anymore.
That person is still excited, suddenly interrupted, tone has changed: "you, Tang Yaoyao, you are still awake."
Tang Yaoyao gasped and said, "I didn't wake up at first, but now I'm sober."
She's a little flabby.
"You want me to end my life and replace me?" Tang Yaoyao clenched the knife: "dream about it."
"Why are you Tang Yao? I am Tang Yao!" The man failed several times: "you die, I can live!"
"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha."
Crazy laugh.
"Young son!"
Fu Zi also ran over and cried out.
Tang Yaoyao's legs were shaking. He could hardly stand there. When he heard Fu Zi calling her, he was relieved.
Fu Ziyi was sweating. He climbed more than ten floors in five minutes, and ran to her quickly across the table.
See Tang Yaoyao holding a knife in the hand, one took past.
I thought she couldn't think of it.
Tang Yaoyao was also in a cold sweat, and his mind was controlled.
She finally sobered up, the first sentence is trying to appease Fu Ziyi: "brother, I'm ok, I'm ok, I won't get lost again."
One sentence touched Fu Ziyi's heart.
Yes, his sister was lost and didn't hold his brother's hand.
Fu Ziyi immediately took her hand, her palm sweating, but pain in Fu Ziyi's heart: "brother holding you, brother will not let you go."
This sentence reassured Tang Yaoyao.
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