Trapped in the dark
No end in sight
Tired, hot, palpitations
She falls and falls
Wake up in a dream of a dream
He kissed her hair to the toes, devoutly like a believer, supporting the gods day after day.
Subei Luo is a scene seen from a third-person perspective.
Like a movie, the ultra-clear mirror details are extremely fine, making people fully immersed.
The large snow-white tea petals were scattered on the black velvet, and the ankles were worn with dazzling bloodstains by the chain. He vented his love and desire for her here every day and every night.
The girl's eyes were dull, like a marionette.
The hair that fell on her shoulders was ebony and smooth, but the black blue in her eyes and the pallor of her face could not be hidden, as if the nutrients of her whole body were all in her hair
The nanny trembled and brought the lotus seed wolfberry soup, but she did not fall in anger as usual.
The corners of Sakura's lips lifted slightly, and this smile made her morbid beauty even more thrilling. The nanny looked at the weak woman nervously and only listened to her.
"Go and call Zhang Zhenyuan back, and I'll drink it."
The nanny should be, call Zhang Zhenyuan immediately.
For the first time in such a long time, she took the initiative to ask to see him, instead of avoiding it, and she still used a method like a hunger strike. Isn't this a spoiled act in disguise? To see him.
So she finally accepted herself?
He threw away the important and unimportant work in his hand and couldn't wait to rush home.
The day-to-day captivity destroyed her psychology, and he was forced to say indiscriminate words when he reached his peak... He was shrouded in his shadow since birth, from head to toe, and even every strand of hair was carefully nurtured by him.
She was raised by him, and they are the only family in the world with the same bloodline.
She couldn't deny that she loved him so much that she could sacrifice her life, but even at the cost of her life, she didn't want to live in pain.
Bowing her head, she put her hand on her slightly raised abdomen.
In here
Product of indifference
A symbol of shame.
Brother and sister over the wall, it was a mistake from the beginning.
Smashing the porcelain bowl containing the lotus seed soup, the fragments slashed the artery.
The red blood splashed on the tea flowers, and the contrast between red and white was tragic and dazzling.
As a bystander, Su Beiluo felt a headache. He was clearly looking at other people's lives, but he felt that he was the protagonist.
As soon as this feeling came, her perspective changed again.
Warm blood poured out from his wrist, and Zhang Zhenyuan's face appeared in his blurry vision.
He had always been calm and unhurried when things happened, but he was completely messed up at this time. He hurriedly pulled the sheets to stop the bleeding for her, and his hands and feet couldn't stop shaking.
"How could this be... don't die, brother is back, don't be angry, okay, brother is wrong..."
She lay in his arms, just like when she was a child, and his arms were still so familiar and safe.
Is this the only way to find out that you are wrong?
Unfortunately, she was too tired to forgive him.
Continuing to flow, she kissed the corner of his lips with her last strength.
The chapped lips struggled to open and close, and the blood all over his body stopped flowing the moment he heard it.
"Brother..."
"We have children."
"Unfortunately, you won't see it."
She bent her lips and put her arms down limply.
But why, isn't he already dead, why is the pain before dying still piercing?
Su Beiluo trembled all over, opened his eyes, and found that he was actually in Liu Yaowen's arms...
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duduThis dream does not mean that Brother Zhang and the heroine have a blood relationship. As we all know, it is forbidden to write orthopedics~ To be continued ❤️
