Chapter 98 sick fairy

He put the key in my hand: "From now on, I won't come to you again." "Why?" He didn't answer me, just put on his white jacket and walked towards the door. "Chaoyang!" I grabbed his arm: "You have to tell me why!" "I'm leaving, Qing Miao." He reached for the doorknob, and he was about to go—I grabbed something on the side table and slammed it on his head. Everything was played in slow motion, he fell on the door, and then slowly slid down, laying on the ground, not even uttering a word.I watched the blood oozing from the back of his head, and at this moment, I glanced blankly at the thing I was holding in my hand—it was an ashtray stained with blood.

"Chaoyang..." I called him loudly, but he didn't respond. I didn't dare to touch him, so I called a few more times, but he still didn't move. I didn't know what to do, so I put the ashtray back on the table, sat aside, and stared at him. I thought he would wake up by himself after a while, but he didn't. It took me a while longer to convince myself that he was dead. I can't just put him here, I have to get rid of him.But I stood there staring at him for a while, and still didn't have the courage to move him, so I decided to take the ashtray to wash first.

Finally, when I had to lift him into the car, I couldn't even look him in the face. Those dead fish eyes made me feel terrible, as if he would come back to life in a moment. It was raining heavily outside, it was late, there was no one on the street, I drove all the way to the embankment, and when I parked, a truck whizzed by, startling me. After confirming that no one was around, I quickly dragged Chaoyang out of the car and threw him into the sea with all my might.It looked dark in the sea and I wasn't sure if he was actually in the water or if he was hanging on the jetty, but I couldn't be sure, I quickly got back in the car and drove home.