Zhuo Yan took the trouble to smooth the woman's long hair, and the tenderness in his eyes seemed to be pouring out everything in the world.

"I miss her wake up. I'd love to hear him call me..."Zhuo Yan paused, the two words stuck in his throat, but he couldn't make a sound. Her eyes flashed red and hideous in her mind, Zhuo Yan's heart tingled, and her brother's two were more like shackles holding his throat, making him breathless.

Brother?

Looking at the woman's pale face, Zhuo Yan only felt a stinging in his eyes.

He... Probably the most incompetent brother in the world.

A wry smile crossed the corner of Zhuo Yan's mouth, "But I'm afraid that she will wake up." ”

Afraid she'll wake up?

Why?

Beck's eyes flickered, but she still didn't have the courage to look back, "Why?"

"Have you ever seen the devil wake up?"

Zhuo Yan pulled out a wry smile, and his gaze slowly moved to the white curtain until it locked on the thin figure behind the curtain.

The Devil's Awakening?

Beck's eyes flickered, and her mother's appearance unexpectedly appeared in her mind.

"Beibei. ”

The woman's beautiful face gradually became clear in Beck's mind.

In the beautiful garden, there is her, her mother, and her Shiba Inu brother, Ah Dou

"Ah Dou, shall we come to the race for a run?"

In the shade of a tree, a cute little girl squatted on the grass, holding the chubby paws of the Shiba Inu lying on the ground.

"Wangwang" For the girl's suggestion, the dog refused, lazily leaned up, and continued to lie down.

The girl's big bony eyes stared at it, and her immature voice was soft and glutinous, "Ah Dou, if you are so lazy, you will become a pig! Do you want to become a pig?"

"Wow. "I don't want to!

How can a pig be as handsome as it looks? It doesn't want it, Ah Dou protested.

"If you become a pig, Xiaobai next door will be robbed of Grandma Wang's wealth. Because dogs don't marry pigs. ”

"Wow. "Don't!

"It's the same dog, your rival Wangcai is much slimmer and handsome than you, do you still want to marry Xiaobai?!"

"Wang. "Yes

"Then you get up and run with me and lose weight!"

Under the sun, a man and a dog are running on the grass, and the girl's silver bell-like laughter is so pleasant...

"Beibei, run slower, don't fall. ”

Under the big tree, a beautiful woman was sitting on Qianqiu, looking at the figure running on the lawn with gentle eyes.

"Got it, Mom. ”

The little girl looked back at the woman not far away, raised her white arm to wipe the sweat beads on her forehead, and smiled sweetly at her.

That's her mother, the gentlest mother, the best mother in the whole world.

But when the picture turned, what Beike saw again was the appearance of the woman's scarlet eyes.

She saw the little girl squatting in the corner holding the dog and crying, and the woman's hideous face and heart-rending appearance.

Beke's eyes twitched, and her clenched hands oozed bright red.

"Yes. ”

Bei Ke turned her back to Zhuo Yan and spoke, her tone light and calm.

Hearing the answer, Zhuo Yan raised his eyebrows.

"Are you scared?"

Afraid?

The corners of Beck's mouth pulled out a bitter and mocking arc.

The little girl who would have been scared had died that night, in the garden she had loved the most, but now hated the most.

Beck's eyes twitched, and she could hear gunshots in the garden.

"Bei Zhongtian, today I will kill your whole family!"

As early as the moment her father fell, her heart died.

The muffled roar of a middle-aged man echoed in Beck's ears, but she couldn't make out his face. I saw the middle-aged man on crutches slowly raise his hand and give my father the most lethal shot.

A pair of black eyes saw a bullet come at her, shattering Becko's memories.

A bitter smile rose at the corner of Beck's mouth, and her tone was light, "Don't be afraid." ”

She has even seen the picture of the devil asking for his life, so why be afraid of his awakening?

Hearing Beko's answer, Zhuo Yan sneered.

Get up and walk over to her.

The dull sound of leather shoes on the smooth floor is especially clear in the quiet room here.

Sensing someone approaching behind her, Beck's back stiffened.

For a while, she didn't know how to face Zhuo Yan.

Zhuo Yan stared at her back, his eyes flashing. With one hand in his pocket, he walked towards her step by step.

Every step he took felt like he was on Berco's heartstrings, making that heart beat more than once.

Beck tugged her hand tighter, as if that would relieve the damn tension.

Her nails sank deeper, but she didn't feel the pain, and the warm blood slowly slid down her palms and dripped onto the floor.

The footsteps stopped behind him, and the tall figure of the man instantly enveloped Beko.

Zhuo Yan stared at her and leaned over to her ear.

"You're afraid of me?"

The warm breath sprinkled in his ears, and the familiar mint fragrance was still exclusive to him.

Beck's dark eyes flashed, staring ahead.

"Don't be afraid. ”

"So what are you nervous about?"

"Nope. ”

"Sophistry. ”

The corners of the man's mouth hooked, "Beck, do you dare to look at me." ”

Beike tugged at her fist, "Why don't you dare?"

"Good. Zhuo Yan nodded with satisfaction, straightened up and stood behind her.

Look at her back.

"Turn around. ”

Beck's fists clenched and loosened, the glint in her eyes becoming more determined.

Beike slowly turned around and came face to face with Zhuo Yan.

"Look at me. ”

Beike raised her eyes to Zhuo Yan's gaze.

At this moment, her eyes have long been calm, and people can't see her thoughts and emotions.

The white curtain dances, and the eyes are facing each other.

"Why aren't you afraid?"

"Are you afraid?"

Becko met his eyes.

And what about him?

Would a man like him, with blood on his hands, still be afraid of the devil?

Wouldn't it be a big joke if the devil was also afraid of the devil?

Beko only felt sarcastic.

Afraid?

A touch of bitterness slipped through Zhuo Yan's heart.

He is not afraid of the devil.

After all, he himself is a man with blood on his hands, a devil in the eyes of others.

But...

But there was nothing he could do about her.

The man's hand hanging at his side clenched into a fist, and his eyes were scarlet.

He was really scared of her.

He was afraid that she would not wake up and fall asleep. I'm even more afraid that she will wake up suddenly, afraid that she will hurt herself, and afraid to see her tortured to the point where no one is a ghost.

Beck watched as his eyes flushed with scarlet, and then slowly calmed down for a moment.

What is he enduring to hide?

Sensing Beko's taunt, the man quickly disguised his emotions, and when he spoke again, he returned to his usual invincibility.

"Scared?" Zhuo Yan sneered, "I never put useless words in my dictionary. ”

"Then Yan Shao and I still have something in common. ”

The man was silent, staring at her.

For him, her face will always be as plain as water, as if everything in the world has nothing to do with her.

It took a while for Zhuo Yan to take his eyes off Beike's indifferent little face and land on her hand.

Drops of bright red liquid fell, staining the floor at her feet red.

Zhuo Yanyan took her hand.

Beck was startled and hurriedly pulled back

"What are you doing?!"

"Don't want your hand anymore?"

"It's my business!

Thinking that he was holding another woman's hand just now, and touching her again at this time, she inexplicably felt resistant.

Beike struggled hard, but she was still no match for the man's strength.

She struggled with him, and she didn't seem to win once!

Bei Ke was angry, and she was about to step on him when she raised her foot, but she was easily restrained by the man.

Zhuo Yan spread out her palm, glanced at the bloody palm, and freed up one hand, tore off a small piece of the white curtain on the side, and bandaged her.

"You let go of me!"

Zhuo Yan ignored her and continued to wrap the bandages for her.

Watching the man's movements, Beike couldn't get angry.

"You let me go, I don't want you to help me bandage!"

The man acted tough and ignored her resistance.

"Zhuo Yan, you don't need to pretend to be a good person here! I don't need your fake kindness!"

Becko gasped and stared at the man in front of her with indignation.

"Is enough scolding?"

“... Let go of me!"

"You're right, I'm just fake good-intentioned. But it's because you can't do it yet, otherwise you think I'll care?"

His words were like a slender needle, silently piercing Beko's heart.

Becko only felt sarcasm.

People like him probably don't even have a heart.

Beike ignored the abnormality in her heart and said nothing.

"Don't forget the purpose I brought you here. ”

Zhuo Yan shook her hand away, stopped looking at her, turned around and walked towards the bed.

Becko looked at his back, the hand that fell to his side clenched into a fist, and the white bandage was gradually dyed red.

"I didn't ask you to stand here stupidly. ”

Beck clenched her fists and raised her leg towards the side of the bed.

On the big bed, the woman was still asleep, and Zhuo Yan sat down on the side.

Beike glanced at Zhuo Yan, but didn't walk next to him, but stood in front of him across the bed.

The corners of the man's mouth curled into a smile, but he didn't raise his eyes to look at her.

"Come here. ”

"If you have something to say, I can hear it when I stand here. ”

Hearing this, the man sneered and raised his eyes to look at her, "Are you going to stand there and take her pulse?"

Pulse?

The bed was huge, and the woman was curled up and leaned towards Zhuo Yan, she couldn't reach it at all.

Beike hesitated for a moment before reluctantly walking around the end of the bed to Zhuo Yan's side.

"Let's go. ”

Beck stood in front of him angrily.

Zhuo Yan just glanced at her, but didn't say anything, got up to make way for her.

Belco sat down in her chair and looked down at the sleeping woman.

The woman has a seat of jet-black hair, a small face under the hair is very delicate, emei apricot eyes, thick and slender eyelashes cast a faint shadow on the fair face, the nose is small but three-dimensional, the lip shape is also very good-looking, it is really a rare beauty.

But at the moment, her face lacked brilliance, and her jet-black hair contrasted sharply with the white of her face.

Beike frowned, ordinary people's faces would never be as pale as hers. And at this moment, she slept so quietly and so deeply, it was obvious that she had been injected with tranquilizers.

Belco took the pulse pillow from the side and gently pulled her hand over it.

Heavy chains dragged across the bed.

Becko glanced at the woman's pale face, and then focused her gaze on the heavy chain on her wrist. His eyes deepened, and he raised his hand to caress the chain.