As night falls, the crescent moon hangs high in the night sky, and stars dot it.

Just after midnight at 12 o'clock, everything is quiet, only the street lights are still emitting dim yellow light.

As soon as the scene changed, it became the southwest corner of the playground in the daytime.

A girl in a sweatshirt was tied to a camphor tree beside the swing frame, but it was Lu Xiaolai. The rope was around her neck, around her arms, and around her waist several times. Her hands were tied behind the tree, and her whole body was tightly tied where she could move.

Gu canzhao, holding her small wooden knife, admires her embarrassment and walks slowly in front of her.

He stood in front of her and raised her chin with a wooden knife: "Lu Xiaolai is not a person. You can easily provoke him."

Lu Xiaolai's voice was filled with fear: "I... I know."

"What should you call me?"

"Lord Z... zero."

"Ask me for mercy."

"I'm sorry I'm wrong, please get around me..."

"If I ask you to beg for mercy, please. Lu Xiaolai, I'm very disappointed that you just have a little backbone."

"But... You asked me to beg for mercy!"

"As Wubang No.9, show your courage."

"I admit defeat. You are much more powerful than me. I can't win you at all. I shouldn't resist you... I know I'm wrong. Please let me go! I won't fight against you any more, and I won't approach song Fengya any more! "

"You approach song Fengya with a purpose. I won't let anyone suspicious stay with him."

"I promise I'll never approach him again! Lord zero, let me go! "

"I haven't had a good time. Why should I let you go?"

Lu Xiaolai stared in horror, his voice trembled: "what are you going to do to me?"

"I warned you that it would be a terrible price to play against me." The radian of Gu canzhao's lips is extremely evil.

The wooden knife went down her chin to her cheek, and the sharp point of the knife drew her outline along her face, and it stopped on the artery in her neck.

"You... What are you going to do... I have given in to you, please let me go..."

"You think if you give in, I'll let you go?"

"I... what else do you want me to do to let me go..."

"Because of you, I have been very unhappy these two days. Shouldn't you take some responsibility?"

"How can I... How can I be responsible..."

"Of course --"

From her neck down, the tip of the wooden knife glided through her white skin. Just a little picking, the loose Sweatshirt was lifted up a big gap, and the clear clavicle was clearly visible.

Gu canzhao was slightly stunned, sipped the corners of her lips, and suddenly took a step closer, holding her cheek and covering her lips.

No, it's very wrong.

In room 716, Gu canzhao opened his eyes and saw the familiar ceiling.

He raised his hand to touch his forehead, and there was a thin layer of sweat.

That little brainless idiot would not ask for mercy from him, would never call him "adult", and would not say "no longer close to song Fengya".

Gu canzhao got out of bed, went to the window and opened the window.

The hot wind, mixed with the cool air in the room, made him more aware of a dangerous signal.

This kind of dream must be strangled. Lu Xiaolai, he must accept.

The corners of his lips were pursed into a line, and his eyes were cold and fierce.

On the other side, Lu Xiaolai shivers in her sleep. She wraps up her tight velvet quilt and turns over to sleep.