Liu Shaobing was rambling on, writhing in the chair to break free from his bindings.

And lying on the ground, I could only listen.

I couldn't move, I couldn't even grit my teeth.

Liu Shaobing was really very smart, his IQ could probably crush mine.

He guessed it all right.

Linlin was my childhood sweetheart, we knew each other since kindergarten, and I've known her for 23 years.

In our second year of high school, she became my girlfriend.

Whether it was her personality, looks, figure, education, or ability, she was an almost perfect girl.

And she was very good to me.

But honestly, before she had the accident, I was contemplating breaking up with her.

No reason, just didn't want to be together anymore.

Then she had the accident.

After she died, within half a year, I went from shock to numbness, to the feeling of tearing my heart and lungs apart, occupying my entire mind bit by bit.

It was only then that I realized how important she was to me.

Now, the endless talkative killer has awakened all my memories again.

No, no, more than just awaken.

"Do you know what she said to me before she jumped?"

"She said her boyfriend wanted to break up with her, but she couldn't understand why. She asked, and he said there was no reason."

"Why was that?" Liu Shaobing asked me, lowering his head, "Did you cheat? Did she cheat?"

"She didn't cheat."

"Do you know, sometimes the killed and the killer can form a secret alliance?"

"At those moments, she would say everything, never lying."

"She always loved you, wholeheartedly."

"So, did you cheat?"

"Ah, you don't need to speak, I know it, you cheated."

"Eyes don't lie."

"So, the person who killed her wasn't me. I was just a friend who showed her this world wasn't worth living in."

"The murderer is you, buddy, it's you."

I raised my head, looking at Liu Shaobing.

Perhaps still because I was trying hard not to let the tears fall.

Liu Shaobing kept talking about the details of killing Linlin while slowly freeing himself from the ropes.

It seemed, either I really tied him up too sloppily,

or he had some techniques I didn't know about.

Before I lost consciousness, I heard Liu Shaobing say, he would write about tonight, take photos, and then post it with my account.

"Congratulations to you, you'll have an absolute hit article."

"You will absolutely go viral," Liu Shaobing looked at me and said, "although you'll also die."

His eyes looked exactly the same as those I saw in my dreams.