Bloody hands covered their bloody face.

He heard familiar laughter again.

That guy got into his mind and kept muttering.

"Tang Xin..."

"Hey! Tang Xin! Kill her too!"

"Tang Ning, she has long been dead. Didn't Tang's brothers and sisters admit it? They killed people and threw the body into the well. You clearly heard it and knew it, why didn't you kill her?"

"Look at her, how could she be your Tangning?"

Blood beads fell to the ground tickingly.

The voice in my mind was cold and sharp.

"Look at her! Look at her! She is actually standing, able to walk and run, she is definitely not Tang Ning!"

"Kill her! Kill her!"

"Kill her!"

It screamed, like a long needle piercing into Tang Xin's head.

"Shut up! Shut up!" Tang Xin moved his bloody hand to his ears. But no matter how hard he covered his ears, its sound was still clearly transmitted, piercing through the skin, flesh and blood, and piercing into his soul.

"Tang Xin, kill her."

"So what if you don't have Tang Ning? You still have me."

"I will always be with you."

It said this sentence over and over again, just like when he was a child.

It was clearly that day that was the first time Tang Xin heard its sound. But it was very familiar, and I would always be with you when I opened my mouth.

"Even if I die, even if I rot here, I will be with you forever, forever."

The child's voice was so silly that he said extremely firm words.

In the dark closet, the little Tang Xin didn't even have the strength to cry. He was thirsty and hungry. He had been locked in the cabinet by twins for two days. His hands and feet were stiff and he had difficulty breathing, as if he was about to die the next moment.

But suddenly he heard the sound of talking, and he still murmured and asked, "Who is talking, who is talking..."

A child who sounds like him laughs.

"Who am I? I am you!"

"Tang Xin, I am another you."

It whispered his name, as familiar as if it had been called thousands of times.

From that moment on, it always entangled him. He grew up, and it grew up with him. Indeed, as it said, they were always together, and were even closer than the twins, and no one could separate them.

until--

Tangning appears.

She held his hand and stumbled out of the woodshed.

The warm winter sun shines on him warmly.

His life has been light from then on.

The strange voice that claimed to like Mingyue, so he named himself Ayue was slowly left behind by him. In recent years, he has never heard it speak once.

It is like in the sunny day, no matter how arrogant the moon is, it cannot break through the brightness.

However, once the sun disappears and the sky becomes dark, it is time for it to appear.

It used his voice, called his name, and asked him to kill the person in front of him.

Because that's not Tangning.

Not the person he wanted to meet...

Putting down his hand, Tang Xin heard Tang Ning's voice.

"Xiao Chi, Xiao Chi..."

She was calling him.

A familiar voice, a familiar tone.

Everything is so familiar.

But……

Tang Xin rushed over and pressed her to the ground.

A Yue was ecstatic and shouting: "Hurry! Kill her! This fake guy dares to pretend to be Tang Ning! Kill her!"

Tang Ning came to his senses and struggled vigorously: "Tang Xin!"

But Tang Xin just looked at her face.

This face is exactly the same as that of my second sister.

It's really similar.

He was a little lost in his sight.

The blood-stained hand had already touched the dagger on the ground.

Slim fingers slowly tighten.

Tang Ning's face turned pale.

Suddenly, the bead curtain at the door sounded, and Tang Xin flew out and hit the wall.

The blue flame blocked Tang Ning. The silver-haired boy grabbed Tang Xin's neck with one hand, lifted him up expressionlessly, and nailed him to the blood-stained wall.

The wind blows in from outside.

The scattered paper on the ground rustled.

A lamp was blown out.

The light on Ayan's body looked even brighter.

Tang Ning covered the back of her hand and stood up from the ground. The moment the dagger fell, it hit her hand. Blood immediately burst out from the back of her hand. As soon as she stood up, blood flowed down.

Fortunately, the wound is not deep.

After crossing Ayan, Tang Ning approached the wall.

There are two huge shadows on the wall.

A beast, a man.

The man was struggling, using his hands together, trying to pull away the hand that clamped him.

Tang Ning walked closer, took a few deep breaths, and suddenly stepped forward and raised his hand, slapped Tang Xin in the face.

A "bang" sounded so loud that Ayan was stunned.

Jia Lan glanced at her, loosened her hands, and Tang Xin covered her face and fell to the ground.

Tang Ning squatted down, stared at him and asked, "Are you awake?"

Tang Xin raised her head, her left face was red, she didn't say anything, but was just silent.

Seeing this, Tang Ning frowned.

She had a lot of words to say, but looking at him like this, she couldn't say a word.

The air was filled with a strange sweet fragrance, which was the fresh fruit that Miss Tang liked forever, and the smell emitted after it was broken and mixed with blood.

The decaying fruits still have amazing vitality.

But Tang Xin was like a water-deficient plant, depressed without a trace of anger. Silence seemed to have made him return to his childhood.

Tang Ning bit his lower lip.

At this time, Jia Lan, who was bent down on the side, suddenly bent down and leaned into her ear and asked, "How did the injury on your hand heal?"

Tang Ning was stunned and looked down at the back of his hand.

The cut cut by the dagger was left with only a narrow thread.

The wound is healing at an amazing speed...

She looked at Jia Lan in surprise, but Jia Lan also looked confused. The two looked at each other, and a "bang" suddenly came from their ears. Tang Ning turned his head and saw Tang Xin tilting his body and falling down.

She hurriedly leaned over and said, "Xiao Chi?"

Tang Xin closed her eyes and did not react at all.

Fortunately, although the breathing is light, it sounds stable.

Just fainted.

Tang Ning breathed a light tone, stood up and looked around. The twins fell down and had already gathered a lot of blood. She remembered what had happened just now and looked a little ugly.
To be continued...