Chapter 63

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This is a love story full of betrayal, lies, and murder.

A couple who look like each other but are not, a lover who tells lies all the time, and a carefully planned scam. Everyone is deeply trapped in a distorted love. The real murderer hidden behind the scenes manipulates the direction of the story and leads the lover who betrayed him into the depths of the abyss.

If Chengsu was the male character in the story, how would she kill him?

The man's deep voice has an inexplicable magic, like a whisper from the abyss, tempting Qiao Mei to start thinking wildly.

In a trance, all the paintings around him retreated at double speed, and the clear sky instantly became dim. With a "click", a beam of strong light suddenly hit the center of the stage in the darkness, like the opening of a stage play.

Dark golden light reflected on the red velvet, reflecting a faint light. The soft carpet was scattered with candies of various colors. Various cute dolls were piled on the ground casually, revealing an unreal fairy tale feeling.

A delicate doll sat quietly on a Western chair. Several plush dolls were lying in the empty space at the foot of the chair. She closed her eyes tightly and leaned gently on the soft velvet backrest, motionless.

Suddenly, her thick and curled eyelashes trembled.

The "doll" opened her eyes.

With the awakening of the girl, the doll that had been lying quietly on the ground seemed to have gained life. The girl sitting on the chair raised her hand gently, and the doll on the ground stood up instantly, with its body at a strange angle, showing a strange beauty.

The camera quickly moves to the doll controlled by the girl. The thin silk thread controls the doll's every move, allowing people to unravel the story and see clearly how she controls the direction of the story. In this confusing murder, everyone is her puppet. Under the manipulation of the real murderer behind the scenes, she guides the betrayed lover into an elaborate scam.

This is a drama carefully constructed for the betrayer. She hides behind the stage and quietly watches the absurd performance of the jumping clown. Her hands are involved in the silk thread that controls the doll. All the performers on the stage are her puppets. Even the male actor she loves deeply is just a poor marionette.

If it was Chengsu, if it was him, how would she kill him?

The handsome man sat quietly in the chair. Chengsu's face gradually overlapped with the male actor in the story. He finally fell into the trap of his lover, swallowed the poison/drug that was as sweet as honey, and became her property.

She "killed" him.

From now on, she is his only wife and only person.

The girl coquettishly nestled in the man's arms. She reached out to hold Chengsu's face and kissed him deeply on the corner of his lips.

The hot breaths intertwined, crazy and desperate.

But for Qiao Mei, this was undoubtedly the sweetest kiss between lovers.

He was mine. He was

my only possession.

The painting was frozen in this scene. The darkness that was so thick that it could not be dissolved eroded everything around it, like a beast from the abyss. In this boundless darkness, Qiao Mei sat happily on Chengsu's legs and leaned his head on the man's chest. A creepy sweetness instantly spread around.

When the man's face overlapped with Chengsu, Qiao Mei suddenly understood the twisted and morbid love in the song.

He only needed her.

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