"Tat-tat-tat..."

The raindrops hit the umbrella surface in an endless stream, breaking into sprays.

Holding an umbrella, Ying'er stood in the rain for a long time before opening the door in front of her.

inside the house.

As a rough mountain man, Kou Chen sat on a chair with a pair of scissors in his hands, doing manual work that women would only delve into.

He worked very seriously and carefully, even if the door was pushed open and the cold wind came in, he didn't seem to notice it.

A piece of paper gradually changed its appearance under his cutting, and a real butterfly gradually appeared.

The wind and rain are like darkness.

Ying'er stood at the door, her face darkened.

"Brother Kou Chen."

After a long time, seeing that a butterfly was about to be cut, she opened her mouth and yelled.

Kou Chen turned a deaf ear and was careful, even meticulous. He didn't put down the scissors until the butterfly was completely cut.

"Ying'er, my current skills should not be much worse than yours."

He didn't raise his head, as if the paper-cut butterfly in his hand was a living thing, as if he was worried about hurting it, his movements were gentle, almost cautious, and the tenderness in his eyes was incompatible with his rough and fierce appearance.

If Fatty Jin read it here, he would definitely click his tongue.

Yinger was suddenly so angry that she threw the paper umbrella on the ground.

"Brother Kou Chen, can you wake up!"

The sound was loud, like a thunderclap.

Kou Chen didn't change his face, and finally raised his head slowly.

Ying'er was full of pain, looking at the lifelike paper-cut, as if she was looking at a monster, wishing she could rush up and tear it apart.

"Sister Hu Die is dead! Do you understand that you are dead! How long are you going to sink into?!"

Kou Chen looked calm, with the corners of his mouth raised, revealing a smile that looked very creepy in this situation.

"I know she's dead, and I buried her with my own hands. You don't need to remind me."

Yinger, who mourned her misfortune and was angry with her, took a deep breath, as if she wanted to wake up the man, and said angrily: "Since you know, why are you still obsessed with it? People cannot be resurrected after death, and death is death, no matter you No matter what you do, she won't be able to come back to life, do you understand!"

Looking at Ying'er who was a little out of control, Kou Chen's smile remained unchanged, and even the corners of his mouth rose a little again.

"You are right. People cannot be resurrected after death, but Hu Die told me that there are three stages for people to leave this world. One is the physical death, the other is that all traces of existence are erased, and finally, is forgotten."

Kou Chen smiled and said: "Look, so far, all of us still remember her, and remember her very clearly, don't we?"

Yinger's eyes were filled with astonishment, her face full of disbelief.

"Brother Kou Chen, are you crazy?"

"No, I'm not crazy, I've never been sober."

Kou Chen gently stroked the butterfly in his hand.

"Ying'er, don't you understand that it is this village that is crazy, not us."

Ying'er's eyes trembled violently, her hands were clenched unconsciously, and she threatened with hatred: "Brother Kou Chen, if you continue to be so obsessed, I can only tell my father everything!"

"ha!"

Not only did Kou Chen not panic because of this, but he opened his mouth and laughed.

"Ying'er, what I do is my right, and so are you. You can tell your father now, as long as you think it's right, you won't regret it. I will never stop you, and I will never blame you. You, on the contrary, I am grateful for everything you have done for us."

Hearing this, Ying'er's eyes flashed with unconcealable panic, her face turned a little pale, and she retorted without thinking: "No! I haven't done anything!"

Kou Chen restrained his smile, and quietly looked at the slim woman who had already appeared at the door.

Unlike when he was facing the butterfly paper-cutting, his tenderness at this time was more like a brother treating his sister.

"Ying'er, I miss those days when we were young, how carefree and happy I will never forget."

Ying'er seemed to be reminded of happy childhood memories, she bit her lip, and couldn't help but take two steps forward, persuading, or even begging: "Brother Kou Chen, can you stop? Now everything There is still time, we can go back to the past, and we will pretend that nothing happened..."

Kou Chen shook his head, lowered his head again, stared at the butterfly paper-cut in his hand, and smiled miserably.

"Can not go back."

The simple four words seemed to have a hopeless effect. Ying'er's emotions were completely out of control, and the resentment and jealousy that had been suppressed were finally uncontrollable, and her voice became a little shrill.

"A dead person, does that make you so obsessed?! You killed so many people for her, isn't that enough?!"

"not enough!"

In an instant, Kou Chen's tone suddenly became low, and murderous intent appeared in his eyes.

"Never Enough!"

"Those people are all damned! I want to kill them all! Kill them all!"

At this time, Kou Chen's temperament was extremely gloomy, like a living ghost!

Ying'er seemed to be startled, and was stunned for a while.

"...Then what? You kill them all, so what? Can she survive? No! Don't you think about yourself?"

Kou Chen looked up~lightnovelpub.net~Yinger, don't you understand that from the moment she died, I was already dead, and now I am just a walking corpse. If you don't understand now, you will definitely understand later..."

Before Kou Chen finished speaking, he was interrupted by Yinger.

"It's you who don't understand! Kou Chen, do you think you are so great? By doing this, you can prove your love for her? Let me tell you, you have always been a coward, from beginning to end!"

Looking at the stern woman, Kou Chen's face was cloudy and he didn't speak for a long time.

Yinger breathed heavily, and Kou Chen looked at each other for a while before gradually calming down.

"You'd better not touch those foreigners. There are policemen among them. Now they may have begun to suspect. If they find out the truth, no one can save you."

Kou Chen frowned.

"I didn't kill that man."

"Who is it if it's not you? Could it be the ghost of Sister Hu Die? I know Sister Hu Die no less than you! She is so kind, how could she harm someone?! Let alone an innocent person!"

Kou Chen fell silent.

Ying'er walked to the wall, picked up the paper umbrella blown away by the wind, and turned around.

When she got to the door, she paused.

"I can also tell you one thing, everything I do is never for you."

Throwing down a sentence indifferently, without looking back, she walked into the rain with an umbrella.

Forgot to close the door.

The cold wind was unimpeded and diffused into the house.

Butterfly flutters its wings.

Watching Yinger's figure being engulfed by the rain curtain, Kou Chen withdrew his eyes, lowered his head, a trace of confusion appeared in his eyes, and murmured,

"Is that you?"