Chapter 312

Where is this? When I open my eyes, I see a little dazzling white. Is this the world after death? Is this heaven or hell? Lu Qiran, who had just regained his consciousness, looked straight at the ceiling above his head and thought he was dead.

After a long time, Lu Qiran felt a sense of fatigue, and then moved his head for a while. Finally, he found something different. Lu Qiran saw a thing that would not appear in heaven or hell -- electric light in the pure white.

Seeing the electric light on the ceiling made Lu Qiran wake up a lot. The feeling that he was floating in the air disappeared in an instant. His body recovered its real feeling. The unimaginable sense of fatigue and heaviness occupied Lu Qiran's whole body. His chest was like a huge stone. Lu Qiran almost fainted, But her body could not move at all. Compared with the feeling of light floating just now, the road was so miserable that it was like falling from the cloud to the stone floor, which was extremely painful.

However, this physical pain is not the most pathetic one. What is most pathetic is the spiritual blow that comes with the memory. Lu Qiran felt unprecedented despair and pain from the chaotic memory in his mind, but now he can't remember what happened before.

Maybe it's the physical instinct of the former gold medal killer. After a while of fluster, Lu Qiran forced himself to calm down, suppressing the extremely uncomfortable feeling on his body and trying to recall why he was lying here.

First of all, I have a small life. Then I go out for a picnic with someone. Then someone comes out to assassinate me and run away with someone. As a result, I am plotted by that person. Then, after that, I will

As if the body instinctively refused, Lu Qiran was suddenly very afraid of the memory after that, and suddenly hoped that he would not think of that memory, just let himself rest so quietly and forget so quietly. However, Lu Qiran also knew that his fantasies were impossible.

The painful memories are like balloons falling into the water. Even though Lu Qiran doesn't want to think of them, those terrible and painful memories still emerge one by one in his mind.

Cold, dirty, ruins, stench, rust, ruins.

Lu Qiran finally remembered that at that time, he was tied to the iron bed of an abandoned hospital by wire and couldn't move, and his life in his abdomen turned into bright red and warm blood drop by drop on the dirty ground, and then slowly became cool and solidified, attracting mice, flies and insects.

The huge impact even made the road sad. Ran suddenly failed to understand what had happened to him. He gave birth to life, gave birth to life for the first time, and was about to become a mother for the first time. The joy, the uneasiness, the expectation, the longing, the excitement were all turned into a pile of blood that made people crazy and desperate!

Lu Qiran clearly remembers the feeling that he was trapped on the hard iron bed, that life in his lower abdomen was flowing away little by little, that life was passing away little by little with great pain and irresistible vitality, that he watched his child die slowly but had no way to deal with it. Even now, Lu Qiran still feels like a knife in his heart hardly wished to live.

Because of this, after that, Lu Qiran would choose to end his life by cutting his wrist, right?

Lu Qiran now remembers very clearly that he cut his wrist with an ordinary blade. Because he was a killer, Lu Qiran was quite clear about the structure of the human body. He was familiar with the feeling of cutting the skin and flesh, and almost had no psychological barriers to fear. His fear of death was completely defeated by his guilt of not being able to protect his children.

Then, with a burst of intense pain, Lu Qiran's hands clearly came the touch of cutting the flesh, and because he was determined to die, Lu Qiran's hand was also very heavy, and this deep knife completely cut off the artery connecting her palm.

At the next moment when the blade slipped, the warm and sticky red liquid gushed out of the wound like a water pipe burst. It splashed to the walls and the ceiling of the roof like a high-pressure water gun, leaving startling red traces. At this moment, Lu Qiran was convinced that the blood cut by himself was absolutely lethal, That's the clearest thing about being a killer.

Although she felt intense, almost fainting pain, Lu Qiran fell to the ground with ease, slowly closed her eyes, and felt her body from fever due to pain to coldness due to blood loss. When Lu Qiran lost consciousness, her mind was her unborn child

But why are you still alive? Lu Qiran clearly remembered that the blood gushed out after he cut his pulse, which was clearly the amount of bleeding that killed him? As long as less than a few minutes, the blood in the body can flow clean, why does this kind of serious injury still survive? Why haven't you died yet? Why can't I see my unborn child and say sorry to him?

Lu Qiran is still in doubt with a trace of anger. He has been under the control of others, calculated by others step by step, regarded by others as the enemy, betrayed by others, chased by others, and even lost his own children. He has been working hard until now. Why does he have no right to die now? Why do you have to endure this cruel world?

However, the anger burning in Lu Qiran's chest was just a flash, and with the disappearance of anger, it was replaced by endless sadness and pain. As soon as he thought of the child he had just had, the innocent child who had no fault, passing away from him, and dying because of other people's ugly jealousy and the dirty and despicable guy, Lu Qiran felt a deep sense of powerlessness and vanity in his heart, and even felt that he had no strength to realize the idea of revenge for his child, Now the road is sad, just want to leave this dirty and cruel world forever.