I thought we would go on like this.
I thought... but it became a goodbye.
Xiangxiang is dead.
Killed by Yi Yao's text message.
Maybe they are right, Yi Yao will only touch people's bad heads.
We meet again, at the police station.
She also wanted to explain that I didn't want to talk to her and pushed her to the ground.
She fell and didn't get up for a while.
As she cried, she begged everyone to listen to her explanation.
"It's not me, it's really not me..."
I shook her hand again.
No matter what reason she had, she killed Xiangxiang.
The hatred that evaporates from every heart, the hatred that evaporates endlessly.
Countless days of continuous evaporation converged on my head into black heavy clouds.
Why is there never an end?
Why can't it stop?
Your wet hatred that keeps pouring on me.
I just want you to die.
I just want you to die in her place.
I wish you were dead
I wish you died in her place
Go to hell
Go to hell
Go to hell
Go to hell
Go to hell
Go to hell
Go to hell
Go to hell
