Reborn Out of Love and Murder

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After dealing with Su Weixi, Bai Songze returned home. Although he did not want to see Su Weixi he had imagined, he chose to go back. As for the reason, I am afraid he didn't even understand it.

The orange light was on, and Bai Songze opened the door and walked to the living room to take off his coat.

"You're back?" His conjecture crouched on the sofa, and asked him when he saw the door and turned his head.

"..." Bai Songze didn't answer, and he felt that his self-talk was meaningless.

"Why didn't you ignore me?" Seeing Bai Songze didn't speak, Su Weixi was a little curious. He floated to Bai Songze's head and looked down at the tired Bai Songze: "You thought I was your conjecture?"

"Aren't you?" Bai Songze walked to the kitchen and poured a glass of water: "Aren't you here to confuse me to commit suicide?"

"Yeah." Su Weixi admitted that it was simply: "I probably saw you dead, I can go into reincarnation, alas, in fact, I don't want to haunt you... as long as you obediently die..."

"I won't die." Bai Songze interrupted Su Weixi coldly, and his eyes were extremely cold: "I will never commit suicide. You can shut up."

... He knew that Bai Songze would be the reaction. Su Weixi shrugged. In fact, he said this as a joke with Bai Songze. According to Bai Songze, Su Weixi knew clearly... The man in front of him was absolutely He wouldn't commit suicide, even if it was painful, and even if he wanted to escape, he would continue to gritt his teeth.

After drinking a glass of water, Bai Songze walked to the living room and opened his computer. He wanted to deal with some things but found that he was unable to work... The head was stiff and it was difficult to think seriously.

Sighing slightly, Bai Songze squeezed the corners of his eyes with his hand, trying to sleep.

"Are you sad?" Su Weixi did not follow Bai Songze to the bedroom. He was sitting on the sofa opposite Bai Songze. His tone was like a devil who tempted people to go to hell: "Want to chat with me?"

"Is it useful to chat with you? You are just my illusion." Although Bai Songze said that, his steps stopped.

"It won't be very useful, but it shouldn't be small." Su Weixi opened his mouth and smiled: "You don't want to know, why do you have the illusion of calling yourself to die constantly?"

"..." Bai Songze glanced at Su Weixi silently, but returned to sit on the sofa.

"Actually, I don't really want you to die." Suvihira passed the biscuits on the table and began to eat again: "But I want to leave here, thinking about my obsession for a long time, I can only Thinking of you."

"I am your obsession?" Bai Songze's two slender legs overlapped, looking at Su Weixi coldly.

"It should be." Suwei Xi chewed the biscuits with a big mouth: "I thought a lot before death, and finally chose to die, but now I feel a bit regretful... So if I can go to reincarnate, I will not choose to like this again Look like staying here."

"...Why can you eat?" Bai Songze suddenly asked an irrelevant topic.

"I don't know." Su Weixi stared at Bai Songze: "I don't know how to eat."

"Where did this cookie come from?" Bai Songze felt the whole thing more and more strange.

"...You didn't buy it?" Su Weixi was a little surprised. When he came to Bai Songze's house, he saw these cookies on the table.

"I never buy cookies to go home." Bai Songze frowned: "You..."

"I'm not your illusion." Su Weixi chuckled: "Do you really think that your illusion will talk to yourself?"

"Then you are Su Weixi?" Bai Songze's eyes were full of sarcasm: "Su Weixi will just sit next to me and eat cookies? If it is Su Weixi, he probably rushed to revenge."

"Aren't I revenge?" Su Weixi looked innocent: "I've been calling you to die, haven't you heard?"

"..." Bai Songze was stunned, but was speechless.

"So, life can't be too self-centered." Su Weixi put down a biscuit in his hand and hiccuped: "I've always been expecting you to die."

Bai Songze's complexion became ugly.

"But you just don't want to die." Su Weixi sighed on the couch and looked at the ceiling above his head. "How come you said it was so unpleasant?"

"..." Bai Songze looked at Su Weixi expressionlessly.

"Okay, maybe I'll be gone after eating the cookies." With a self-deprecating smile, Su Weixi didn't intend to say anything to Bai Songze, anyway, now Bai Songze also regards him as a fantasy.

In the following days, Bai Songze and Su Weixi got along in this way. Su Weixi sat on the table and ate the cookies he could never finish. Bai Songze did not exist as Su Weixi, it seemed to be safe, but it was suppressed. The waves are slowly brewing like a storm.

The day when Bai Songze broke out was a morning.

Su Weixi still squatted on the sofa. He didn't eat his cookies anymore, but turned his head to look at the clear sky outside the window, his eyes calmly not knowing what he was thinking.

Bai Songze received a call. I didn’t know who said something to him. After hanging up, his face had not looked good, okay. In fact, from the past few days, Bai Songze looked I haven't seen it well.

Su Weixi ignored Bai Songze. He was too lazy to talk to Bai Songze because he knew that even if Bai Songze didn't talk, Bai Songze would feel bad as long as he saw him, which was enough.

"Why are you still here." Bai Songze's chin had a thin layer of stubble, and he rarely appeared so embarrassed.

Su Weixi glanced at Bai Songze and ignored him.

"Do you have to remind me here?" Bai Songze had a heavy shadow under his eyes. He stared at Su Weixi on the sofa like a beast: "Do you want me to die?"

"Don't you know what I want?" Suwi said lazily.

... He knew, how could he not know, did Su Weixi just want him to die, or did he not want to see him live again, but he could not agree, at least not now.

Bai Songze took a deep breath: "I can die."

"Oh?" Su Weixi turned his head, but there were not many surprises on his expression, as if knowing that Bai Songze would agree sooner or later.

"I promise you to die." Bai Songze has always said a lot of weight, because he will do it once he has said it, and will do his best to achieve his goal.

"Really?" Su Weixi said: "How do you figure it out?"

Bai Songze did not answer Su Weixi's words, he continued: "But give me a year, I will die after a year."

"Yes." Su Weixi said: "But you have to promise me a condition."

"What?" Bai Songze had a bad hunch.

"Please go crazy within a month." Suewi really said his request very seriously.

"...Why?" Bai Songze raised his eyebrows.

"Because." Su Weixi said: "I promised my friend that I will drive you crazy in a month."

"...Yulin Fei?" Bai Songze chuckled.

Su Weixi nodded.

"Okay, I promise you, and I will hear the news of my madness in a month." Surprisingly, Bai Songze agreed to this seemingly absurd request.

After that, it was a bland life. Bai Songze seemed to have accepted the existence of Su Weixi's soul. Although he still regarded Su Weixi as his illusion, he still sometimes talked to Su Weixi.

However, Su Weixi really felt the abnormality of Bai Songze from this seemingly calm day. He watched Bai Songze seem to live in the house as if normal, and clearly noticed Bai Songze's abnormality. Not to mention what went wrong in the spirit, as can be seen from Bai Songze's sharp weight loss, Bai Songze's condition is really bad.

Bai Longqi brought supplements to the house every day to beg Bai Songze to eat, Bai Songze did not refuse, but just spit clean in the toilet immediately after Bai Longqi left.

"Are you committing suicide?" Su Weixi finally asked.

Bai Songze stopped typing on the keyboard and turned his head to look at Su Weixi: "Are you busy?"

"Yes." Suvich nodded. "I'm busy."

"Go eat your cookies." Bai Songze didn't have a good air.

"How much have you lost in a few days? Is it thirty pounds?" Su Weixi ignored Bai Songze's impatience and continued his question.

"How much I lose weight is your business." Bai Songze sneered.

"Ah, yes." Su Weixi laughed a little embarrassedly: "It's a bit of nosy business, but even if you want to commit suicide, don't use this method."

"I didn't commit suicide. You are too affectionate." Bai Songze tapped the keyboard with his hand: "Can you stop talking?"

"...Okay." Su Weixi agreed.

So he sat next to Su Weixi and watched Bai Songze crackling and typing on the keyboard. Su Weixi didn't understand all the data above, but he could vaguely feel that there was something wrong with the atmosphere.

"Hey, you wouldn't really plan to commit suicide." Su Weixi was a little scorned, and he doesn't really want Bai Songze to die now.

"Can you shut up?" Bai Songze said irritably: "Does it seem that you are particularly inexistent if you don't speak?"

"Oh." Suvich shut his mouth obediently again.

"My life and death don't need you to control, but I promise you to go back and do things." Bai Songze saw Su Weixi really shut up and calmly said: "So you don't have to worry about me saying anything, one year, just give me one It’s good for years."

"..." Su Weixi suddenly regretted that he should not confuse Bai Songze to die. If Bai Songze did not die because of him, then Bai Songze would owe him forever.

Instead of looking like it is now, it looks like it will soon become...

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The next chapter of anti-theft _(:з」∠)_ Su Weixi’s fan is probably almost over.

Thanks to Xiao Yi and Feng Qiyue’s mine _(:з」∠)_, shyly covering her face and running away...QVQ

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