“…… It's me!
Yes, it's me, it's me!
I killed him with my own hands!
I used these hands, looked, it was these hands, stained with his blood, and I killed him with my own hands!
”Ursula couldn't bear it anymore after all, and showed her cardamom-covered palms in front of Howlen, her slender white fingers trembling slightly, her eyes widened, and she slammed into Heden head-on sharply and fiercely, the madness in the depths of her eyes was surging, and the corners of her mouth raised a shallow arc, but it was not a smile, but a ......
A kind of exhilaration, the exuberance of emotions finally being vented."
He's damned!
This is what he deserves!
He's a demon!
He's a demon who keeps taking, doesn't stop, and keeps attacking!
”"Yes, he's controlling me like I'm just a toy!
No soul!
There is no dignity!
There is no freedom!
It's just a toy.He deserves to die!
If I am already at the end of the darkness, then why can he continue to stand in the sun!
I'm going to destroy him!
”"I told him personally, go to the pool, me and the wine are waiting for him, and he really fell for it, thinking that I took the initiative to miss his warm embrace, so he couldn't wait to come to the pool, and then did something to me, I resisted disgust and disgust, so drunk him, and then threw him into the pool.""
It's me!""
I killed him!
I ended that nightmare with my own hands. ”"I don't regret it.""
Even though I became a demon, I wasn't afraid."
Speaking of this, Ursula's hideous and distorted expression gradually eased, and the light in her eyes became gentle, and she looked at Horgan quietly, but the focus and focus were scattered, revealing a look of pathos and despair, as if ......
It's liberation."
You know what?
Because the coldest darkness is over, I ended it all with my own hands, I am not afraid, I am dancing in the arms of the male god of Tamqi, I can no longer feel pain or fear, I am not even afraid of death, so what is there to be afraid of?
”The delicate and delicate face still carried a thrilling magnificence, but the soul in the eyes was not alive, so it slowly dimmed, and then the person sitting in front of him was only a beautiful and incomprehensible body, like an epiphany that quickly withered after blooming.There is no soul and no life, just the walking dead......
To live, but to live is not to live, but to hold on with pain and shame, blood and sin, and every breath is a torture.So, she wasn't scared anymore, she wouldn't be scared anymore.The noise and noise slowly fell silent, and Pacia couldn't help but look away, hiding the confusion in the depths of his eyes.He knew that murder was murder, and Ursula was the murderer, and she confessed it herself, and she should be punished accordingly; But he couldn't imagine what those years meant to a thirteen-year-old girl.Perhaps, she tried to call for help, but her parents abandoned her; Perhaps, she tried to escape, but the school imprisoned her; Perhaps, she tried to constantly resist, but no one heard her.What kind of desperation was that made a thirteen-year-old girl devise a murderous plan."
There will be pity for those who hate them."
But at this time, Parcia was not sure whether Ursula was a hateful person.The hustle and bustle of the Tru Hotel was still boiling, the sound of the room was surging and tumbling in the air, the lazy spring light overhead was slowly falling, and there were still many Joya on the second floor watching this good show - obviously, Ursula usually made a lot of enemies, and her enemies were unwilling to give up such an important moment to appreciate the embarrassment and ugliness of her opponent, but even her enemies did not make a sound at this time, and the indifferent gaze hid the indifference that only she could savor.And Issa was even more bitter, and reason told her that she should arrest Ursula, which was a matter of business; But emotions told her to wait.But what difference can it make if you wait?
Issa didn't know either.Ursula slowly raised her eyes, raised her right hand, pinched the cigarette butt with her slightly trembling index and middle fingers and took it away, and took a long and protruding breath, and the smoke sprayed directly on Horden's face, she deliberately raised her chin slightly, examined Holden's expression with a condescending attitude, and smiled contemptuously."
Why, don't you think I'm pitiful?
Save your pity, for your pity is worthless. ”The sharp and sharp taunt was just attacking Holden head-on, and he didn't hesitate to fight the whole world with his own strength, so he resolutely stood opposite everyone, but the posture of opening his teeth and claws had no power, it was just a paper tiger, just ......
It's just a means of self-preservation.Hodden still stared at Ursula intently, slowly and methodically stuffed the last bite of Brunet into his mouth, chewed and tasted it slowly, the unhurried movements filled the smoke with a sense of silence, and then gently bowed his head to express satisfaction, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but show a satisfied smile."
I think it's comparable to a charcoal-grilled arrow feather sandwich, but it's only a quarter of the price, and isn't it the best thing in the world to thank the clever chef and the delicious food.We are always craving a lot of things, but we can really get too little and too little, maybe food is the most accessible little happiness, don't you think?
”Hoden is serious.Ursula could feel it in Howlen's eyes, but it was precisely because of this that the sense of absurdity became more and more obvious, so that Ursula was a little stunned."
You don't need my mercy."
Hoden abruptly shifted the subject again and got back on track, catching Ursula off guard."
Because you stood up bravely, and with your own strength, you fought back.I don't count how a thirteen-year-old would react to these situations, but I know I wouldn't be able to do it if it were me.So, you don't need my sympathy, I don't have such qualifications. ”"You are braver than me, and you are stronger than me."
The gentle words were so firm, and the sincerity and sincerity in those eyes never dodged, so he faced Ursula calmly, and the weight of words slowly fell on Ursula's shoulders.This made Ursula slightly stunned.Issa and Parcia both turned to look at Hordon - even if they really thought so, they couldn't say that, after all, Ursula still killed people after all.As vigilantes, they can't cross such a line, otherwise, things will be messed up.Isa, in particular, began to burn in her stomach, and although she agreed with Hoden and sympathized with Ursula, as a sheriff, she also had her own duties, so she had to cheer up and yell, "Hoden!
You're crossing the line!
”Hodden ignored Isa, his gaze still motionless at Ursula, the corners of his mouth raised lightly, "But I need your honesty, you did it all on your own?"
”Just a thirteen-year-old?
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