Feng Luo: "..." I really believe you.

"But host, it's useless to write this diary. And it's April 15th now. What are you doing when you entered the mental hospital on the first day of the original owner?" Feng Luo couldn't help but ask.

"What I have written will always be useful..." Ranbai closed the diary and placed his movements gently under the pillow, his voice was very light and soft.

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night,

Ranbai, who had originally closed his eyes, suddenly opened his eyes. She turned sideways and listened to the faint and almost inaudible sound of footsteps coming from behind her.

Dianbai pursed her lips lightly, but she didn't move.

Three steps, two steps, one step...

A trace of shock flashed through Rutang's eyes, followed by a violent sense of excitement.

Ranbai pressed one knee against the edge of the bed and pinched Rutang's neck with one hand, looking calm.

Rutang was completely suppressed by Ranbai, and she had a knife in her hand.

The movement was very small, close to silent, and did not alarm anyone.

The dyed white eyebrows raised slightly, and the light-colored lips curled up a sick smile, "Just like this broken knife, want to kill me?"

Rutang looked at Ranbai with unconcealed eyes, naked murderous intent, and the hunter's excitement about his prey...

Ranbai smiled strangely, and the scalpel that snatched it back, gently lifted Rutang's chin, murmured in a low tone, and there was a hint of danger: "Don't be anxious, it's been a long time..."

Who is the prey and who is the hunter?

The blade slashed across the skin, and the smell of blood quietly spread.

The bloody throat was slightly dry, and the body's instinctive excitement and desire arise naturally.

Original owner, like to drink blood?

Ranbai frowned slightly, and a dark light flashed in his eyes.

"Ahem, I forgot to tell you the host." Feng Luo looked at the picture in front of him and withdrew his gaze in fear. His fluffy claws covered his pupils and spoke with guilt.

"That, because of the huge stimulation, the original owner developed an extremely sensitive desire, excitement, and sense of loss of control for the blood."

Ranbai raised his eyebrows and ignored Feng Luo. His dark eyes listened to the blood marks on the blade, paused for a second, and looked away.

The blood of this kind of person is not good to drink.

Rutang's pupils tightened. She never expected that the person she regarded as her prey would be a person who was even more morbid and crazy than herself!

A madman, he is simply a madman.

She wanted to struggle, scream, and wake up others.

Ranbai looked at the scene with his eyebrows and eyes, chuckled, and said happily: "Don't be stupid, no one will know."

The ecstasy in the system mall is not pirated.

At the last moment, Rutang opened her eyes wide, with a deep sense of reluctance and fear in her eyes.

Ranbai looked at her thoughtfully, as if he was appreciating her embarrassment with satisfaction.

A smile of favorites was raised on the corners of the pale pink lips, and the fingertips brushed across Rutang's cheeks. His tone was light, innocent and cruel: "It's so beautiful..."

Looking at the blood flowing out, the white throat rolled for a moment, slightly closed her eyes and raised her lips: "Blood is sweet."

Killing is the best work of art.

"ah!"

In the early morning, I was woken up by a miserable and horrified scream.

The young nurse who had originally come in to check the room fell directly to the ground with the notebook and pen in her hand. She was so scared that her face turned pale, her body shivered violently, and she stared at the scene in front of her.

The woman who had been gloomy and had no sense of existence was now lying quietly on the hospital bed.

But--

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ps: The heroine's three views are not correct, and it is different from reality. Don't take a look at the novel. Novels are still novels. If you like them, read them. If you don't like to remove bookshelf, be careful if you are thundering~
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