Laryngeal space.

Intense suffocation –

Body.

The blood is tumbling, condensing, impacting, dark red is entrenched, and it goes straight to the brain!

"Hmm... Ahem..."

Dizzy!

Jet-black!

The god of darkness, the evil intent that stuck in his throat. The transparent smoke that lingers all over the body, the smell of rust black, the abyss of death!

The arteries between the neck. "Bang bang!" beats ———— seems to be silently crying for help!

The "shackles" around the neck imprison life.

Finally, she understood.

Everything that is unexpected comes from the invisible shackles in everyone's heart, imprisoning the original intention.

Yiguang gave up the struggle and opened his eyes.

Edelweiss is like a force, bursting out of the pupils!

The vast crystal sparkled in front of Tu Lin Yi, and the power in the opposite eye, like a light that could not be opened, hit his heart!

Release your left hand.

The right hand of the neck was clenched, and he trembled. Hold the thumb between the throat and hesitate.

At the critical moment, Yiguang also faces his heart. The shackles in her body are regrets in her heart. And regret, after all, is only regret. The bookish breath of every critical moment...... The figure never appeared.

"Huh!" a self-deprecating sneer, obsession frozen.

“... The five elements of yin and yang, the dark system is coming......"

"Xiao Hei, you are in danger!"

Wan Xi'er's words flashed quickly————

Everything in the world has cause and effect. No complaints, no thoughts, the will of God.

"For... What ......" came out of Tu Linyi's mouth, and the strong smell of tobacco permeated.

Silent for a while.

The same suffocation, the same sense of death, the same pain of not being able to breathe. The sudden relaxation in her throat made her truly feel the world, and let it flash in her mind, the shape of the night rain was bright and white. Remember, that night.

The light brown eyes were hot and anxious.

"Click-"

There was a rush of footsteps.

Chu Fenghao.

Is that you?

How I wish it was you...... The familiar sense of obsession relentlessly spontaneously combusted.

Looking at the front of him, this woman named Bai Yican. Tu Linyi realized that paranoia had already made him "demonic". Between the fingers, the force is completely gone.

Suddenly!

A fierce punch swung towards Tu Lin's face.

"Smack!"

"Uhhhh

Support the wall with one hand.

Bloody.

Flowing down the corners of his mouth! Suddenly!" buzzing", even forgetting to quickly fight back.

Rise.

The other party kicks! No mercy!

Tu Linyi covered his abdomen, "Who??"

A sense of déjà vu.

But, for Yican, it's pain! It's hard to choose.

No. It's hard to choose!

As far as feelings are concerned, she can't see her heart clearly. Also, I don't want to see it clearly.

"My... Thirteen!"

That familiar and unfamiliar cry was a complete explosion from the depths of his heart!

Right shoulder.

Severe pain, nasal pain, that kind of soreness, no one will understand.

A bright burst of hot tears welled up, suppressed to the point of suffocating pain!

Be... Ancient!

Behind him, Mo Fei, who had just arrived. grabbed Tu Linyi's black collar and was about to punch out——-

Yiguang stood in front of Tu Lin Yi with difficulty, and closed his eyes tightly.

Time seems to stand still in an instant.

Tu Linyi covered the corners of his mouth with his thumb, casually, shook off the blood stains, and said nothing.

Gu Yan knows better than anyone else, the light in front of him, the one he loves deeply....... A baker's dozen.

Turn around and leave.

Tu Lin looked at the light in front of him, the woman he hated to the core!

"You... It was that year...... DoeYi?...... I'm sorry about my broken promise. "Faintly hoarse, a bright palm low on the bluestone stone wall, between the finger bones sour.

"Smack!"

Tu Linyi swung his right hand hard at the wall, he didn't want this simple apology.

After all, in the past so many years, the name "Bai Yican" has occupied his entire life.

Whether it's beyond jealousy, resentment!

He also can't accept that he has always been the only opponent he thinks is! One day, he will easily say "I'm sorry" to himself? Isn't this a contempt for himself?

The skin on the back of the hand was torn apart by painful tearing. The flesh and skin, clearly visible.

"You're right with me... No... from?"

Tu Lin leaned towards Yiguang.

Remember the name DoeYi?

That, the once hot-blooded self......

Amusing!

Satirize!

In front of him, the eyelashes were long and curly, and there was a faint trembling. He, always, could not understand.

"Tell me, what the hell is for... Miscellaneous... "Between the eyes, paranoid gray.

"Golden Fantasy Dream, 399, Broken Wing, 231, Stone of Different Pupils, 176, Underworld, 96......" Yiguang coughed lightly, and his deep voice was engraved in Tu Linyi's heart.

Yes.

Golden Fantasy Dream.

Fold wings.

Pupil Stone.

.......

"Selling, whatever, isn't it another art? I'm just doing it in a different way... Love!"

"What?" Tu Linyi still didn't understand, "12 years, the fifth, compare with me!"

Yixuan shook his head, stretched out his right hand, palm facing up, and asked Tu Linyi, "What can you see here?"

Tu Lin Yi didn't understand, "Air!"

Yiguang said softly, "You, or ...... I don't understand, what am I talking about... Why bother obsessing, for you, I have left. ”

"That's not the case!" roared! crazy! was not enough to express the emotions of Tu Lin Yi at this time.

"The original intention. Design is a form of artistic expression that strips away multiple dimensions. Happiness in every encounter, all encounters are experiences, when the experience becomes experience, the soul of design is diverse. After speaking, a bright palm downward, "Relieved~~ put down~~ infinite!"

Tu Lin Yi suddenly lost control!

"Hahahaha!"

You were wrong!

Miss by a mile!

Over the years, the so-called pandering, the so-called compromise, but a sentence of "relieved~~let go~~", love the original intention of design!

How ridiculous is the repeated changes I have made in order to cater to the "market"?!

It turned out that it was not the exhaustion of the design, but the loss of the original intention.

"Bai Yican, you are a respectable opponent. Tu Lin turned around and lit a cigarette, and the smoke spread.

"Ahem... cough ....." a light tightly locked between the eyebrows.

The left hand covers the right shoulder and cannot be lifted.

Pain.

Deep into the bone marrow.

Not far away, Gu Qian, walked, stopped.

Embrace and leave.

The next morning.

Yixuan turned around and changed to the other side to lie on his side. The right shoulder is no longer so painful, and the left hand is stretched to the side at will.

Real flesh, well-defined and familiar.

In this dream, such a real feeling?

Palm.

Feel free to "wander around".

The familiar warm smell of mint!

"Bang knock!"

"Bang knock!"