"Zheng Siying, you can't die...... No, of course you damn it...... But you must not die now...... You can't die under my hands......" Wang Wenyuan kept shaking his head in a trembling manner, struggling to pull the golden hairpin out of Zheng Siying's lower abdomen.

However, Zheng Siying's grip on the golden hairpin increased violently, making Wang Wenyuan's outstretched hand unable to move again.

also let the golden hairpin firmly pierce the flesh and blood.

There was a muffled pop.

Zheng Siying's eyebrows twitched for a moment, but only for a moment, it turned into a smile, so gentle that Wang Wenyuan was stunned.

"Wang Wenyuan, you are very smart. He is my weakness, the weakness that I have no strength to resist. ”

He is my weakness.

It is the most fatal weakness and the softest life. can't resist at all, because in the intelligence situation, gentleness is like a knife eroding human bones, and knives are willing.

drank the poison, but because it was the poison of that person, he was as happy as food.

Wang Wenyuan was so frightened that he couldn't speak. In vain, the corners of her eyes became more and more cracked, squeezing out every ounce of strength in her body, in a vain attempt to pull out the golden hairpin.

Zheng Siying chuckled, and the force in her hand increased again, stabbing deep into her lower abdomen.

With another muffled sound, the golden hairpin pierced half an inch again.

Blood flowed from the corner of Zheng Siying's lips. also flowed out of the corners of Wang Wenyuan's eyes.

"However, Wang Wenyuan, you are very stupid. Because of the weakness of a person, the fish on the anvil can become crazy. Zheng Siying's laughter was combined with the snoring of blood in her throat, and it seemed like ants crawling on human bones.

Wang Wenyuan couldn't help shaking her head like crazy, saliva flowed out of the corners of her lips, and the horror made her look like a fool, but her hand was still subconsciously pulling out the golden hairpin.

"No...... Zheng Siying, you're crazy, you're crazy...... You let go of your hands...... You're going to die...... You killed me, and you died yourself, what's the good thing about the fish dying and the net being broken...... No one can live......"

Wang Wenyuan's upside-down words made Zheng Siying's painfully distorted eyebrows begin to calm down, and even the mixed blood and vague tone began to become slow and clear.

It is the kind of contempt and self-confidence that the life and death of others will be judged by themselves, belonging to the winner.

"No, I said it...... The fourth way is my way of life, but your way of death...... Because you will only be the one who dies......"

"I, Zheng Siying, made the last bet...... It's Wang Jian...... He should be able to figure out who is more useful, a dead man or a living man......"

The last word fell at the same time.

Zheng Siying let go of her hand suddenly.

Wang Wenyuan was dragged by Zheng Siying, his upper body was already leaning forward, and because he was trying his best to pull out the golden hairpin, his strength was moving forward, and his body leaned forward to a fatal degree.

So the result of Zheng Siying letting go was that she was caught off guard and bounced back with force-

The golden hairpin was pulled out with a pop.

Wang Wenyuan exclaimed, and then his whole body leaned back, directly crossed the trunk of the Que Tower, and fell out of the building like a scale.

Her mind went blank in an instant.

Feet empty in an instant.

The body instantly lightened.

Then all she could see was the gray sky overhead, and the snow falling from above.

……

Wang Wenyuan seems to have returned to his childhood. Back when I was five years old.

She was still a little girl with a double bun, running around on a wooden BMX, crying for the lack of a golden flower embroidered on her clothes.

At that time, she didn't know how to write the word "concubine", and she didn't know what the interests of the chess game were, she only knew that her mother was a concubine, and her father was the young master of the Wang family.

She's going to call him "Grown-up's" daddy.

On that day, the queen seemed to have something to do, and gave gold and jade jue to the whole house, and each lady of the palace was assigned a jade collar, regardless of the concubine, everyone had a share.

Although Wang Wenluan is the best green jade, and she Wang Wenyuan is only inferior turbid jade, but for them, this is already a supreme grace, and she still remembers the spectacular scene of all the aunts kowtowing to Daming Palace that day.

However, at that time, she trembled and played with the collar, and then accidentally, she broke the collar in half.

A concubine dog broke the queen's gift.

Her mother fainted with fright. Countless sisters gloated on the sidelines, laughing and "waiting for the adults to come back and give death". She was frightened and fell to her knees in front of the broken collar and cried.

Then, Wang Jian came back.

He picked up the two halves of the broken collar, looked at her who was crying like a little mud dog, and suddenly showed a smile: "If it's broken, it's broken." It just so happens that Wen Yuan receives half of it, and the old man receives half of it, and the father and daughter are connected, this is the father-daughter connection. ”

Father and daughter are connected. That was the first time she had heard the word, and the last time she had heard it.

Wang Jian stuffed half of the collar into her arms, and the other half into his sleeve, stretched out his big hand, and stroked the top of her head: "Wen Yuan has grown taller." ”

She raised her head, saw such a gentle smile, felt the temperature of the man's palm, and suddenly cried even more.

This is my Daddy!

This sentence kept ringing in her heart. Then he rejoiced like a little fool.

……

However, when "Daddy" disappeared, she couldn't remember.

And when "Wang Jian" appeared, she remembers clearly.

It was the death of his grandfather, who was the head of the old family, and "Wang Jian" became the "new head of the family" from the "young master", standing at the pinnacle of the world's fifths.

She never saw "Daddy" again, only "Wang Jian", the nightmarish "Wang Jian", Wang Jian who killed her "Daddy".

"May I call you Daddy?" she had asked him so boldly when she had a newborn calf who was not afraid of tigers.

"Let's become the most effective pawn first. He also replied straightforwardly, his face was brightened by the purple robe brocade ribbon, brilliant and noble as a god, but strange as a passerby.

There is not a trace of temperature. There is only lust and blazing eyes.

Become the most effective pawn first.

So she did it. Participating in chess games, competing for power and interests, and even calculating with "Wang Jian", she only remembers this sentence: become the most effective chess piece.

She wanted to call him daddy again.

She wanted to get her daddy back.

Then one day, she found that she had also become a stranger, and her eyes were full of desire and enthusiasm like "Wang Jian".

However, "Wang Jian" just nodded with satisfaction: well done.

So she went on doing it. With another self that he also hated, he crawled to the highest peak, stepping on white bones, covered in blood and filthy.

- Daddy, do you see? I'm very well-behaved and obedient. If you see it, I ask you to come back.

……

Now, I really want to call Daddy again.

It turned out that at the beginning, she just wanted to get back that daddy.

With such a gentle smile and such a generous palm, I heard him say to himself again, "Wen Yuan has grown taller again."

……

The snow fell into Wang Wenyuan's pupils, and the cold ice crystals melted in the corners of his red eyes, and the cool water droplets made Wang Wenyuan's heart calm down suddenly.

It's like going back to when you were a child. She saw her five-year-old self.

I saw my original intention.

She suddenly felt so tired. She wanted to run into her father's arms, rub the crook of his arm coquettishly, and wash away the filth and boredom of her body in that generosity and gentleness.

Daddy is back, and so is she.

That's nice.

……

A tear rolled down from the corner of Wang Wenyuan's eyes.

It was as clear as a spring on a snow-capped mountain, the last drop of dry spring water.