She watched the couple with heartache and walked hand in hand to the wedding altar, while her hands and feet were bound, and she could only let the pain and anger gnaw at her heart. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The handsome and majestic man wore a gold-topped crown inlaid with the feathers of a divine bird, which she wore with her own hands. It was in this hall that she witnessed him change from a down-and-out prince who had nothing to a king who held thousands of hills and ten tombs. And now, he is holding another woman in his hands.

The crowd in white robes cheered enthusiastically, and the woman beside him turned around, and the flowing crown made of pearls blocked the woman's face, but the amethyst on the woman's chest stinged her eyes.

"No!!" She screamed with all her strength, but she couldn't make any sound, and the woman waved her hand quietly, and the next moment, flames swept through her body......

"No!!" Wu Shaoya sat up suddenly, cold sweat soaked through her pajamas, her heart was still beating like a drum, and the pain of burning her body seemed to be raging on her body, making her tremble uncontrollably. She gasped for air, her arms around her knees curling up in a ball, her sharp chin pressed against her knees, she hugged herself tightly and murmured, "It's a dream, it's a dream......"

It was that dream again, night after night, horrible and cruel, and she was tied to the fire, and the fire blackened her flesh inch by inch. Anger, resentment, heart-rending despair, the pain of being betrayed by her beloved, these violent negative emotions still tugged at her nerves even after waking up from a dream.

It was as if she was being pulled back to that moment five years ago: a handwritten piece of yellow sticky note paper, a cluff of code on a black screen......

The pain of abandonment swept over like a tidal wave.

She let out a low whimper, hugged herself and slowly shook back and forth, muttering, "It's very simple, just build a firewall." No one can come in but myself. No one can hurt me, no one can abandon me. I'm strong, I don't need anyone, I can do it myself......"

Gradually, her heart calmed down, as she had done every day since the age of thirteen, building a firewall for herself and then isolating what made her sad.

Now, no one can hurt her anymore......

"Knock knock."

She raised her eyes coldly and looked at the door in the darkness.

"Knock knock", a clear knock came from the door, which continued calmly and rhythmically.

She glanced at the electronic clock, and the scarlet numbers indicated that it was five o'clock in the morning. She frowned, how could anyone knock on the door at this time? And who knows she lives here?

The old-fashioned one-bedroom type, with the door facing the right corner of the bed, Wu Shaoya stared at the place where there was a persistent knocking sound, and said hoarsely: "Who?" ”

"Miss Wu, I'm sorry to bother you at this time, but I have news of your father." The voice of the person who came was as calm as water.