But she was still crying.

Still crying......

It's like not knowing that the corners of your mouth have cracked.

The cracked corners of the mouth are like an extra crack on an otherwise smooth ceramic, and then over time, it continues to spread and spread......

The cracks of the corners of her mouth seemed to provide a catalyst for all the predictable horrors that would follow, slowly shifting, so that I could not escape from the infinite fear I didn't know, and I didn't know what she was going to do to me, and ......

What exactly is she crying about, and what should I do?

But even though I have a million ways to solve this problem, but only if I have to speak, it is tantamount to drinking to quench my thirst!

My thoughts raced until I watched her mouth grow bigger and bigger, and the crack that had been as thin as a cow's hair began to slowly thicken until it stretched across her cheek, like a very sharp knife, leaving a deep scar on her face.

The scar-like crack did not stay on the woman's face in a regular manner, but continued to tremble and tremble as she cried...... It seems to be in line with her crying, but more like telling me that the horror this woman has brought to me is much more than that!

"Ah......h Ulla...... Ula ......"

At the same time, in this empty conference room, there was a sudden crackling and tearing sound, which made my already tense nerves become more and more nervous, and the continuous, continuous sound continued to linger in my ears, and the volume almost drowned me in it, as if the building was about to collapse.

At this moment, my breathing and heartbeat can no longer be felt at all, this strange scene in front of me, and the extremely terrifying atmosphere, let me release a high frequency of breathing and palpitations prematurely, so that now I always have a feeling of nervousness to numbness, otherwise, I can feel that this woman has a feeling for me for some reason, instinctively thinking that she will not harm me, I would have turned around and ran away.

It took me a long time to discover the source of the crackling and tearing sound.

Because as I heard the sound, I saw that her face had been torn open by the crack......

Forced by my trembling, spasmodic facial muscles, I almost lost the ability to change direction, and watched in horror until her cheeks could no longer bear the tearing pressure, and I heard a popping sound, and bullets of almost dry blood and flesh with a strong smell of blood fell into my face.

The rich breath that almost suffocated me filled my nose and throat at once, and my chest was short of breath, and I almost fainted, but under my almost Jedi counterattack-like insistence, I still barely managed to stay a little awake, but a little consciousness, that violent stimulation, swallowed all my senses, so that my stomach and various organs couldn't help but turn over the river and the sea, and I was about to vomit.

But when I spit it out, I definitely have to make a sound, at that time, I definitely can't want to die, in comparison, this disgusting feeling is still acceptable, so I bit the tip of my tongue and tried my best to stay awake, and the disgusting feeling was extinguished in my throat, except that my body was constantly spasming, and my face might be a little pale, and there was no abnormality.

The woman didn't pay attention to it so much, it should be said that she didn't pay attention at all, because she was still crying, and the cracks on her cheeks continued to transition from her forehead to the other cheek, and in the process, the cracks continued to grow, emitting something similar to "Woola...... Ulla...... The scratching sound of "Bang La", the cracked lines are extremely uneven, almost dry, but the unusually viscous blood is dripping, crackling like beads with broken threads, falling one after another, but when it touches the ground, it does not make a sound, as if it has directly infiltrated the ground, if I have to say anything different, the temperature of this conference room is getting lower and lower, I feel that with a lot of blood dripping, my heart is more than half cold, But her crying still gave me a very inexplicable feeling.

That's ......

What exactly is her relationship with wolves?

This question is not an unspeakable question, but now I can't make any sound at all, I can only silently watch everything in front of me, I am about to be suffocated, but I can only do it in a hurry.

The soundproofing of this conference room is really good, and you can't hear anything in the lobby at all, even though I know that the music is going on and I am so happy that I am ready for the next performance.

But......

Only the repetitive "bang" sound could be heard in the conference room, because at this time, her whole face finally couldn't stand her high-intensity crying anymore, the skin and flesh were completely torn apart, turned up, the whole face was lifted, and the crack spread directly to her throat, which slowly stopped.

To say that her original appearance is not ugly, but it is more mediocre than my female friends, but after such a earth-shaking change in her cheeks, it looks particularly terrifying, even hideous, and vaguely brings a kind of despair that can scare your soul away.

However, I have experienced many such scenes, even life and death several times, so in addition to the instinct of the body to be a little scared, I am more concerned about what will happen next, because this day at the Wave Hotel is not as peaceful as I imagined.

And at this time, I stopped crying, and the sobbing sound that had been hovering in this conference room stopped strangely, and it made me more cramped and nervous than when it was produced before.

At this moment, she stared at my eyes again with her dark eyes, and was about to say something, but her broken mouth opened and made my teeth tighten, and because her face was torn, her mouth was so big that she could put my head into it, giving me the feeling that she was going to eat me.

I tried my best to keep my composure, but I couldn't help but let my expression change.

When she saw that my expression had changed, she hurriedly closed her mouth, took out a small mirror, and looked at her face carefully, but only for a moment, she broke the mirror and covered her face tightly.

Because at this moment, her cheeks were broken beyond recognition, most of her gums and teeth were exposed, and viscous blood was still oozing.

She looked at me again, just one glance, and then vanished.

Only one sentence echoed in this room......

"I don't deserve you, and I will never come to pester you again."