There was an ominous premonition that wrapped around Zhu Xiaomei's heart, and her heart suddenly contracted. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

No, no, nowhere and no phone calls.

Where the hell are you, Azazler?

I've looked for them all, except-

Yes, there is another room that I haven't looked for.

However, Azazler never let her go to that room.

At this time, the door was hidden.

There is a possibility that Azazel was in that room, could it be that he passed out, or was he sick?

On more than one occasion she had seen Azazel almost faint in a trance, his face pale and bloodless.

Before meeting him, Zhu Xiaomei didn't know how a person could be so weak, but her eyes bloomed with such a determined light.

In her heart he is a powerful man with a mysterious story.

But he was also a haggard patient, who seemed to be able to destroy him with a gust of wind.

Sometimes I feel familiar to him, and sometimes I feel strange to him.

And that room had everything Zhu Xiaomei wanted to know, and she had seen it countless times, Azazle coming out of that door.

With red eyes, dark eyes, and a depressed expression.

There must be something in there that makes him miserable and obsessed, otherwise why, he can't help but sigh when he closes the door.

That room was very dim, and there had been several times when Zhu Xiaomei wanted to peek through the crack in the door at the moment when Azazel closed the door, but she couldn't see anything except the endless darkness.

At this time, the door was hidden, and as long as she pushed it gently, she could walk in and see everything inside.

What is it that can make Azazel cherish so secretly, but sigh in distress again and again, he will be sad and gloomy.

Maybe Azazel is in there at the moment, or maybe—

Zhu Xiaomei's brain is very messy, and there are infinite possibilities, but there is only one way, which is to walk in.

You just walk in and you know everything, don't you?

The closer she got to the door, the more her heart rose and fell.

Just a glance, it's okay, Azazel won't know, even if he was in that room, she could be said to have accidentally entered,

Zhu Xiaomei's naturally drooping arms were slightly forced, and her originally relaxed little hands were clenched into fists, pulling at the hem of her skirt.

It's just a few steps, but it seems like walking for centuries, time is stretched vertically, and every step is so far away, but close at hand.

Her palms were already covered with a thin layer of sweat, and she didn't know how long it took for her to finally reach the door.

Now, with a gentle push, the door will open and everything inside will come into her view.

All mysteries will be revealed, and she will know what it is that controls Azazler's emotions.

Zhu Xiaomei couldn't control her mood anymore, she really wanted to know, because of her emotions, her heart had been filled by Azazler.

So, what exactly can occupy Azazler's heart?

What is it!

Zhu Xiaomei's clenched hand gradually loosened, gasped, and pushed violently.

Squeak -

The door opened.

It's on.

It's really open.

Mysterious, pitch black, and a room that carries all the secrets, it meets Zhu Xiaomei's eyes without concealment.

In the dim light, a glittering crystal coffin was horizontally.

On the top of the coffin was a bouquet of flowers, white roses, beautiful, fresh, and must have been just put by Azazel.

Zhu Xiaomei's pupils constricted suddenly, she had imagined all the possibilities here, but she never thought that there was only one crystal coffin in this secret room.

As she went deeper, getting closer and closer to the crystal coffin, the image gradually became clearer.

It wasn't just a coffin, there was a person lying inside.

Yes, she read that right, she is indeed a person.

Zhu Xiaomei stopped, she subconsciously didn't want to know who she was, she didn't want to see her face, and she didn't want to admit that it was the person lying in the coffin who haunted Azazle.

She began to regret why she had pushed the door open and why she had known all this.

But she was unwilling, another self in her heart, and kept instigating her, go and see, go and see, how can you know who is lying where without looking.

Yes, I want to see, how can I know who is lying in the crystal coffin without looking!

Zhu Xiaomei raised her steps again.

It was a woman, with long hair spread out like a waterfall, her body was slender and well-proportioned, although she hadn't seen her face clearly, but Zhu Xiaomei was sure that the owner of the crystal coffin was very beautiful.

It's really beautiful, and when Zhu Xiaomei really saw her face clearly, she couldn't help but hold her breath.

It's not an exaggeration to say that it is amazing.

The beauty is delicate, the beauty is extraordinary, and the beauty is soul-catching.

It turned out that this was the person Azazel loved, no wonder he saved her, but he was still so cold to her.

She once asked him what to call him, and he said, "Master."

Master?

When Zhu Xiaomei first heard this word, she was shocked, she wasn't even his friend, why did she call him master.

Ironically, she agreed, she really called him master, and kept calling him that.

Zhu Xiaomei was so attracted by the woman in the crystal coffin that she didn't know how long it was, and she didn't know that a person suddenly appeared at the door.

"What are you doing?"

With an angry roar, Zhu Xiaomei was hit to the ground fiercely.

She didn't know how Azazel had made her fall to the ground, but she felt a pain in her chest, as if she had been pierced by a sword, and blood spurted out.

He had a mouthful of bitter liquid in his mouth, and then passed out.

That was the first time and the last time Azazel had injured him.

Since then, Zhu Xiaomei has never been to that room again, not because she is afraid that Azazel will kill her, but because she knows the truth.

When she opened her eyes again, it was a week later.

She was in a coma for a whole week, sleeping in Azazel's bed. When I opened my eyes again, the first thing I saw was the man's hollow, ruthless black pupils.

He didn't care about her, didn't comfort her, and didn't say that he hurt her by mistake by shooting too badly.

Instead, his expression was grim and he told her a story.

The story of an archangel and a human girl who meet, know each other, and fall in love.

From then on, Zhu Xiaomei understood why Azazler didn't look like an ordinary human man.

She also knew why he was so weak, and she knew why he always came out of the secret room with gloomy eyes and a gloomy expression.

It turned out that he was waiting for a girl to wake up.

It was also from that day that Zhu Xiaomei knew that one day, Azazler would leave here with that girl, and she would do everything to help him fulfill his wish.

I just hope that day doesn't come too soon.