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Kuroba nodded, and he didn't have the strength to look up at Quietly again.

She recovered her memory and asked the tail to investigate the matter, so those people wanted Kuroba to commit suicide.

Sure enough, looking at Kuroba quietly, there was an uncontrollable anger in his voice.

"Are you a idiot? Wouldn't you tell me? Do you have to force me to kill you?"

Quietly shivering all over, what is more about Kuroba doing for her, how can she pay it back?

Not only could it not be paid back, but he was also given a knife.

"I... can't live, I don't... die, you will... die!"

"I think... relief... the medicine... too painful..."

"Diary...I read...Zhan Qing...I will be good to you!"

"I can't compete... I have no thoughts... and no hope of surviving..."

Kuroba looked quietly, with deep dissatisfaction and nostalgia in his eyes.

"I really love you……"

"This love...too hurt..."

"I don't want to... be manipulated again... that medicine one day... if you don't take it, you will... die."

"Please... if you can't... please... give me one... happy!"

"Dead in... your hands... I..."

She quietly looked at Kuroba and bit her lips tightly. She couldn't respond to this feeling.

She remembers this righteousness for a lifetime...

Quietly there was no way to imagine how someone like Kuroba was manipulated.

He is such an unrestrained, arrogant and unrestrained person, but suffers such pain and suffering for her.

Looking at the blood-stained bed sheet, I quietly regretted why I stabbed this knife.

"Call... once, call..." Kuroba said lightly.

"Trainer..." Tears blurred his quiet eyes, and his voice trembled.

When the trainer called out, Kuroba smiled and closed his eyes...

"Black Feather..." whispered quietly and hysterically.

Kuroba's body gradually cooled...

Time seemed to stand still, no matter how quietly she cried or shouted, there was no voice to respond to her.

It shouldn’t be like this, it shouldn’t be like this...

Looking at his hands quietly, there was blood on them, Kuroba's blood.

Quietly picked up Jiu Shu's diary, opened it, and it turned out that the last blank pages that were not written were torn off...

Quietly clutching her heart, she can't breathe because of the pain.

She quietly saw a video camera on the table, she picked it up and opened it.

Black feather's face appeared on it, that feminine and unruly face.

"21, when you see this, it means that I should be...dead!"

Quietly looking at Kuroba on the screen, he bit his lip.

"Being able to die in your hands is the best relief for me."

"You should know that my knives are good, but the scissors are also good!"

"I want to cut your hair, I like the look of your short hair..."

"Particularly like..."

"This short hair should be your gift to me! You promised me before that you would give me a gift."

"But, I haven't given it away, I'll take it myself!"

He sniffed quietly, and looked at the screen where Kuroba was holding scissors while she was sitting on a chair.

As soon as Kuroba cut her scissors, her long hair was cut.

"21, you must be crying now!"

"I don't want to tell you what I have endured over the years and make you feel guilty for me."

"The best way is to make you hate me, kill me, and never remember that someone like me has appeared in your life."