"Actually, I also know that you know... "Forget it, by the way, why can't you figure out how to stab a knife?" I asked carefully.
"Because I found out that Wu Yan's life is really rotten. I might as well die." He took a pillow and placed it on his back.
I pouted unhappily," Is it true?"
"Of course it's fake."
"Then you ——"
"You have the nerve to say that if it wasn't for some i***t falling on me, that fruit knife would n' t have pierced into my chest."
"What does this have to do with me?"
He glanced at me impatiently." Because there was a black-clothed man sneaking in that night. His target did not seem to be me, but I found that he was very similar to the person who attacked me the first time, so I chased after him with a fruit knife. When I chased him to the first floor, I found t
