Facing the inner room of the organ room in the dark corridor, he was still exhausted, and he unconsciously felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity from the bottom of his heart. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

At this critical juncture, he felt extremely disgusted by this feeling.

Because this familiarity, just like the kindness he had when he first met the proprietress, made his heart soften.

At one time, I thought that the proprietress was different from the Shadow Commander, and unlike Lao Qin, she was a person of flesh and blood. But now, it was his original soft-heartedness and cordiality that deceived him.

If I hadn't thought of asking her for help, maybe I could have found another way to keep the little devil alive now.

Still Shu shook his head, and at the moment he didn't care about what was familiar or not. From the first time I saw the demons, I felt that they were familiar.

It's been feeling like a long time and it's not a big deal.

At this moment, we have to think about the countermeasure, how to get out of this room.

If you can't get out, you will be trapped in it, not to mention, the little devil will be powerless to support it outside.

Still Shu walked a few steps closer, came to the red sandalwood round table, stretched out his hand and touched it slightly, the corner of the round table was touched, it was sunken in, not as if it was real, but like an illusion.

Is it a fantasy?

Or is he physically exhausted and hallucinating?

Still Shu slowly walked into the inner room behind the screen, and a stronger and clearer sense of familiarity came to him, no matter how he waved his head, it also lingered.

The sense of familiarity gradually shifted, and the things in front of him were crumpled and blurred, and then began to be pieced together and intertwined, and still described as a sudden feeling of fascination and dizziness.

His head was heavy, his steps were vain, and he stumbled and fell to the edge of the bed.

This poured down a little more calmly.

He tried his best to settle his mind in his heart, exerted his strength, and with a "bang", he smashed his fist on the pillar of the bed. He was going to use the pain of this punch to wake himself up.

The consciousness in the mind seems to calm down. He sat up and looked from the direction of the bed to the bedroom behind the screen.

Looking at this, Fang Zhi felt that his sober mind just now was all illusory. The scene in front of him clearly told him that he was just deceiving himself.

Because at this time, the vague things in front of him have been spliced together, and what is presented in front of him at this moment is an extremely complete illusion.

He saw a young and beautiful woman, richly dressed, sitting at a round table, shaking a red rattle in her hand.

In the bassinet was a chubby white baby with thick hair and a smile shining like gold. The baby's giggling filled the room.

The young woman was also infected by the smile, laughing with the baby, looking forward to Shenfei, her eyes and teeth were bright, and it was forgettable.

He had never seen the baby in this bassinet, and the beautiful woman on the side was not a little devil. But her eyebrows and eyes were somewhat familiar, and she still searched quickly in her brain, but the woman's face floated in her mind, and for a moment she could not deduce who she was.

At that moment, he saw the child in the carrycot stretch out his chubby little hand and try to grab the rattle in the woman's hand.

The sound of rattle ding dong ding dong should be an incomparably beautiful melody in the eyes of children.

Seeing this, the woman deliberately wanted to capture the past at first, and then laughed and hid away when she got closer. The little baby didn't cry either, as if he was born to laugh, and the laughter was even more crisp.

He kept trying to grasp it, and his chubby head and neck were lifted as hard as he could, exerting all his strength for the miraculous rattle.

Finally, the young woman smiled and said softly: "Don't be funny, give it to you." As she spoke, she handed the rattle in her hand to the baby.

The little baby stretched out his white and tender hands like lotus roots, clumsily hugged the rattle, and smiled even more brightly.

……

The proprietress was uncertain, in this half of her life, she thought that she had seen all the winds and waves, and what else was there to be afraid of.

At this moment, it is very ironic, her heart is beating so hard.

The blue wind was trapped in the trap room, but it was just the end of the strong crossbow. Besides, he, a young man in his twenties, frightened himself with a few threatening words?

Joke!

The proprietress frowned, walked far away from the dark corridor, came to the bed where she had always rested, and sat down dissatisfied. What lingered in front of him was Lan Feng's fierce gaze.

It's terrifying.

Hell yes! The proprietress was dissatisfied with herself in her heart.

In a trance, she heard the footsteps coming, and she didn't need to look to know that it was Mu Fei coming. The proprietress didn't raise her head, but only commanded outside the screen: "If there is no emergency, don't disturb me." ”

"Yes." Mu Fei stopped outside at the order, and wanted to inquire about Qin Yao, but he could only give up.

The proprietress reclined down on the bed inside, and just closed her eyes, but suddenly opened them. I didn't dare to close my eyes again. Because once the eyes are closed, the devouring and fierce gaze is even more scorching.

Then I don't sleep at all, the proprietress thought, I want to see how long this hairy boy can scare me.

The proprietress leaned on the bed, and the thoughts in her head began to drift away from the past many years ago.

A person who lives in the pain of the past is the most pitiful.

She naturally understands this truth, and she has always been the most transparent person in life. But what else? All the people and things she once cared about the most have drifted away, she doesn't live in memories, where does she live?

In my memory, my husband loves and lives a happy life, and the picture of a warm family emerges in front of me. The corners of the proprietress couldn't help but tilt up slightly, bending out a nice arc.

This smile made her look like she was no longer a fierce and vicious man, but like a beautiful girl in her youth, happy and shy.

"The hostess..."

Mu Fei's voice outside the screen interrupted the warm memories of the proprietress herself.

The proprietress frowned, dissatisfied.

It was such a happy and sweet scene in her memory, and she wanted to wander in this fantasy forever, but she didn't want to be so short, so it was shattered.

A wave of anger rushed to the center of her eyebrows, and the proprietress sat up and scolded: "What's the matter! ”

Mu Fei didn't reply for a while, and there was a terrifying silence in the hall.

The proprietress felt the atmosphere outside the screen, something strange. At the same time, she felt a bitter hostility that pierced the screen and projected in.

She froze, and looked through the gap into the main hall.

The figure standing impressively, with a handsome face and a beautiful posture.

The whole body clothes that were wet with sweat revealed the uncompromising state after exhaustion. The eyebrows were gloomy, Xiao Xiao was solemn, Yao's proprietress was shocked, and she wanted to stand up, but she found that her hands and feet were soft and she had no strength.

No way... No way...

No way! In her mind, in the whole space, she could only hear the only words. (To be continued.) )