"Wow!"

Jian Tian threw all the wrinkled test papers mixed with information onto the clean bed.

The chaotic test papers without any sorting form a sharp contrast with the neat sheets, which makes them look particularly dazzling and uncomfortable.

Xiangyang just glanced at the test paper, didn't say anything, and pulled up the zipper of the suitcase that had been torn apart with an expressionless "she" on his face.

The dark eyes under the lenses surged up.

Because of Jian’s father’s preference and protection, Jian Huijun and Jian Tian have been used to being unscrupulous since childhood. They either beat and scolded the original master’s brother and sister, or the so-called “not intentional” teasing between the children.

Because the original owner's mother was in the rebellious period of these two children when she entered the door. As younger brothers and sisters who were regarded as thorns in their eyes, the original owner's brother and sister were regarded as toys for venting their anger by Jian Huijun and Jian Tian since childhood.

The Xiangyang brother and sister who took their friends upstairs to go home from school poured water from the maids on their bodies; lured them to the public cemetery for a night; while the original owner was not there, Xiangnan was locked alone in the cramped and dark basement all night...

These childhood memories, engraved in the original owner's memory, appeared clearly in Xiangyang's mind again, making him use some force slightly with his zippered hand.

Children's revenge and jokes are never sensible, but the psychological harm and shadows suffered by the victims are accompanied by their lives and will never be erased.

This is also the reason why my sister shivered and shivered when she met Jian Huijun outside the door.

The fear of childhood turned into psychological shadows and was engraved into her bones.

As he grew older, Jian Huijun matured under the guidance of his father, and gradually became more cunning. He treated the original master and sister without any childishness when he was young.

But Jian Tian was still as usual. When she encountered something unhappy, she would vent her anger on the Xiangyang brother and sister.

This time it’s not the first time I’ve helped to do homework. The original owner can’t remember how long ago he helped Jian Tian do double homework.

The original owner would be a free laborer under pressure and concerns, but Xiangyang... He doesn't care who she is, he will leave the Jian family. He cares whether she is Jian Tian, ​​Jian Huijun or Jian's father!

"Bang! Bang bang!"

After several consecutive kicks, the suitcase directly hit Xiangyang's knee.

Jian Tian stepped on Jian Xiangyang's suitcase with one foot.

"Are you mute? Did you hear me talking to you? Fuck, you deserve to be fucked, right?"

Jian Tian had never suffered such anger. Seeing that Jian Xiangyang, who was obedient on weekdays, did not take her seriously at all and did not reply for a long time, he became angry. In addition, the anger he received at Jian's father at night, he pointed at Xiangyang and cursed directly.

The dark expression in Xiangyang's eyes became more and more obvious and his voice became extremely light:

"Take your feet off."

The sound is very light, but it has a coolness that cannot be ignored.

"What did you say, take your feet off? Hi, what did I hear? You actually asked me to take your feet off! Boy, I haven't taught you a lesson for a few days, I've grown my skills!

Oh yes, I almost forgot that you are resistant to beatings and are not afraid of beatings. I am in a bad mood today, so you better be obedient to me.

Otherwise, Jane Xiangnan's girl might not feel good after a while. It just so happened that some of my friends in society were short of a drink. How about you tell me I'd let her go?"

After she finished saying this, Xiangyang bangs and lenses covered her eyes completely filled with coldness and darkness.

Before, he was used to bullying Jian Xiangyang without any restraint. Jian Tian couldn't stand the grievance at all. He just got upset when he disagreed and wanted to kick Xiangyang over on the shoulder.

After a while, Xiangyang touched a fruit knife that he had not taken away from the table and stabbed it without warning.

A cold wind blew by, and Jian Tian felt only the stinging pain from the skin on her legs.

When he lowered his head, he saw the sharp blade emitting a cold light, which almost brushed her calves and stuck it on his suitcase.

A slender scratch was cut on his fair legs, and blood was emitting outwards.

"ah!"

Jian Tian subconsciously wanted to scream.

“Um…”

But the next moment, Xiangyang stopped his neck and pressed against the wall.

Before the sharp scream could be heard, it turned into a few small and terrifying sounds.

Only then did Jian Tian see clearly the expression on Xiangyang's face.

The cold face was without any emotion, and the broken hair was placed on the glasses frame. The dark eyes under the shadow seemed to be darker than the boundless night, without any vitality inside, as if the darkness devoured everything, but cold.

A strong sense of crisis made Jian Tian's pupils tighten. A cold chill slowly came from her back, and a numb trembling feeling made her tremble.

She wanted to struggle, but her neck was curbed, and the feeling of powerlessness that she could not escape with all her strength, and the suffocation that could not breathe gradually made her eyes full of fear.

Madman... Madman, this person is definitely a madman... She could feel that Jian Xiangyang was really going to stab her with a knife just now!

"What did you just say, say it again."

Word by word, words of inaccurate emotions were heard into Jian Tian's ears.

"Do you think you look very good?" It's easy to see, everyone has to act according to your expression?

Jian Tian only felt the cold blade pressing against her cheek, causing her to tremble in disorder and panting.

"You said...what would happen if I peeled it off a little bit?"

Xiangyang pulled a very light curve into the corner of his mouth, and said with a chuckling without any smile in his eyes.

While Xiangyang was talking, Jian Tian keenly felt the clear stinging pain from the cold blade slashing across her cheek.

He hurriedly shrank his body desperately in fear, and the fear in his eyes was about to turn into substance and overflow. He closed his eyes in fear and shook his head one after another.

"That's good. Next time I will mention my sister in this tone, or if something happens to you, I will peel your beautiful face off the skull and make it into a human skin specimen. No matter where I go... I will find you... believe me."

"Dong!"

The fruit knife was inserted straight into the wall next to Jian Tian's head.

Jian Tian was trembling with fear. Even though Xiangyang let go of the elbow that contained her neck, she stood there in cold sweat and did not dare to move at all. Until Xiangyang slapped off the dust on the suitcase, wiped his hands carefully with a tissue, dragged the suitcase to the door and left.

Just as his feet became soft, he slipped against the wall and fell to the ground.

Turning his head and looking straight into the wall, like a fruit knife that plunged into tofu without any difficulties or obstacles.

"Gurl!"

Jian Tian swallowed, this is a solid wood partition.

"Puo! Puo! Puo…"

My heart kept beating, and the fear in my eyes could not dissipate for a long time. I recalled the extremely cold and indifferent look that made people feel strange and sick when Xiangyang left, and was trembling slightly.

Madman, madman... This person is definitely a complete madman...

...

"elder brother?"
Chapter completed!