"Yeah..." I don't know if it's considered an answer.

"It's already the 138th head, and I don't know when it will end." Jessica smiled at Sarco as if she was talking to herself, "Sit over quickly, your face is covered with blood, and you can't see your oil paint clearly. I'll wipe it for you."

"Yeah..." I don't know if it's considered an answer.

Sarco sat next to her and raised his face.

Jessica gently wiped him, very carefully, as if she was afraid of spending his clown makeup.

But in fact, the unknown dirty blood has been applied in a mess and cannot be wiped clean.

But Jessica still rubbed so carefully and gentlely, like a sister.

"Actually... if you don't kill me, it will be too late." Sarko suddenly said.

wind.

There is still wind.

The wind mixed with the smell of void is really unbearable.

"Wait a little longer, wait a little longer." Jessica wiped the corners of Sarco's eyes, "I want to see what the destruction of the world looks like."

She smiled, pressed gently, and signaled to wipe it.

"I think, you want to see it too?"

"kindness……"

Still, I don't know whether it counts as true or not, the answer is. (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!