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"Don't you regret it?" The boy looked at the girl.

The girl shook her head with resolute eyes.

The boy nodded with the same determination in his eyes.

The two closed their eyes tacitly, held hands, and took a big step forward.

Pup!

Two young bodies fell on the cement floor, and blood and brains splashed everywhere.

The boy opened his eyes, and the girl also opened her eyes.

The boy stood up and made the sound of rubbing against each other after the bones were broken.

The boy picked up the girl.

"It's like this every day. Do you regret it?" Half of the boy's face has been completely glued together.

The girl still shook her head, and her eyes accidentally fell to the ground.

The boy ran over, picked up his eyeballs, blew them, carefully wiped off the dust on it, and put it into the girl's eye socket.

The two walked into the distance hand in hand.

I heard that after the death of a person who commits suicide, he has to die again in the same way, at the same time and place every day, and repeats endlessly...