With just one glance, the face was quickly covered by the mask, leaving only the delicate jaw, and the cold eyes were also hidden by the mask.

"How did you end up here?"

Ye Qian's smiling question interrupted Tilt Xiaodou's distraction, Tilt Xiaodou suddenly came back to his senses, hurriedly pushed Ye Qian, left the cold embrace, stood aside, lowered his eyes and hurriedly explained, "I just wanted to walk around, I didn't come here on purpose, I'm sorry." Tilting Xiaodou's voice trembled a little, his hand clenched the corner of his clothes, and his big copper bell-like eyes were a little frightened.

Ye Qian just glanced at the empty embrace at the moment, and listened to Xiaodou's words with a little fright, and couldn't help but feel a little unhappy, frowning slightly, "Are you afraid of me?"

Tilting Xiaodou shook his head, "I, no." She didn't even have the courage to admit that she was afraid.

Ye Qian's eyes were half squinted, a few points closer to the small bean, the cold breath surrounded Ye Qian, a purple dress was hidden in the faint night, and the sadness that flashed was completely covered by the night.

"Look at me and say, are you afraid of me?" Ye Asa looked at the lowered head condescendingly, and his tone was a little colder.

Tilt Xiaodou was forced to raise his head and meet the increasingly cold eyes, there was no emotion in those eyes, and it was impossible to guess what his mind was, but the slightly pursed thin lips reminded others of his displeasure at the moment.

Outside, an intermittent fox cry came faintly in the hallway, breaking the silence of the attic night, and the occasional wind blew and the sound of the lake rippling softly echoed in the hallway.

"It's not that I'm afraid, it's just that I can't guess your mind. Tilting Xiaodou turned his head, trying to come up with words that would not make him angry, every word was said cautiously and cautiously, and cold sweat gradually broke out on his face, making his delicate face a little pale.

Ye Qian smiled thoughtfully, pulled over to Tilt Dou, let her hand put on his wrist, and forced her to lift the purple sleeve with her hand, although Tilt Dou was a little unclear, but under the cold gaze of Yeta, she didn't dare to hesitate, and at the moment of lifting the sleeve, Tilt Dou couldn't help but exclaim.

A scar appeared on the slender and white wrist, the scar spread from the wrist to the arm, two or three inches long, the scar was like a knife mark, and the uneven scar was particularly abrupt on the snow-white wrist, which made people look particularly dazzling.

Ye Qian also sneered and let Tilt Xiaodou stroke those scars, from her wrist to her arm, every time she touched it, Tilt Xiaodou felt an uncomfortable feeling in her heart surge, like a vine holding her heart tightly.

Tilt Xiaodou turned his face away, no longer looked at the scar, a little embarrassed, "Please, I don't want to touch it." She said quietly, her pink lips biting tightly, and her palm-sized face overflowed with reluctance.

Ye Qian raised his eyebrows, let go of the tilting bean, but fiercely put the tilting bean against the wall behind him, the moment the tilting bean hit it, there was a faint impact sound, the tilting bean didn't know why, the body didn't hurt as expected, she didn't understand what she said and what she did to make the night light unhappy.

Ye Qian was dressed in a purple dress, her beautiful long hair was scattered randomly behind her back, the purple mask shone in the faint light, her thin lips were slightly hooked, and her eyes were smiling, but they were extremely cold.

The slender hands were placed on her neck, and they were not pinched hard, the delicate face loomed, and a cold voice came, "You are afraid of me, you are afraid of me, how ridiculous, you will also be afraid of me, you have left countless scars on my body, big and small, but you say that you are afraid of me." As soon as the words fell, a cold laugh rang out, piercing and piercing, like the desperate howl of birds and beasts before they died, piercing through the clouds and causing a desolation in the quiet room.

Tilting Xiaodou quietly looked at the face that was obviously smiling at the moment but was extremely cold, the face she saw just now did belong to the night light, she couldn't believe that the face that made her dumbfounded was the night light.

Ye Qian's sad voice made her frown, she understood that Ye Qian remembered Huan'er's woman again, he vented all his resentment on her, but she didn't dare to resist.

Seeing what Tilting Xiaodou was thinking, the displeasure became stronger, the slender fingers pinched the snow-white neck, and with a slight effort, the original face that was still contemplative was pulled together, and the painful struggle was presented on the small face with a big palm, he laughed out loud with satisfaction, and the other hand that grabbed Tilting Xiaodou's spirit became harder and harder.

"Huan'er, you actually left me for Bai Li, how is he better than me, heh, you haven't ended up being killed by him, so, why are you so persistent in that affectionate man every life, so why!" Ye Qian's eyes were flushed with fire, and they looked even deeper in the faint light.

Tilting Xiaodou could only feel a burst of heart-piercing pain, spreading from the depths of her body, every part of her body was shouting, her consciousness was blurred in pain, her breathing began to be heavy, and a desperate suffocation feeling then came to her heart, making her unable to open her eyes, and she could only bear the venting that belonged to the shallow night.

"Why just don't you love me, why do you want me to wait for you for 10,000 years, why, why. Yaasa said that he had more strength, and he could see that the beautiful face had taken on an almost transparent color, as if it would disappear at the slightest touch.

"Yes, yes, yes, no, no, no. Dumping Xiaodou didn't struggle, she only struggled to spit out these three words from her mouth, and she could feel the breath of death with every word she spit out.

She felt that something seemed to be invading her consciousness in her head, and the more she hurt, the deeper the thing invaded, her eyeliner became more and more blurred, and her face became more and more blurred in the light and cold night, and gradually she couldn't see clearly.

Ye Qian suddenly came back to his senses, and suddenly let go of his hand that was holding the snow-white neck of the little bean, and took a few steps back, but saw that the thin body fell down quickly, and he didn't have time to think, so he stretched out his hand to catch the figure.

Brushing aside the messy hair of the little bean, revealing the delicate little face, the big copper bell-like eyes were tightly closed at the moment, the original pink lips were almost pale, he was a little flustered, and stretched out his hand to touch the miserable white face, but he trembled and didn't dare to touch it, his lips squirmed, and his cold eyes suddenly lost their luster.

"Huan'er. It took a long shudder before he called out the name from his mouth with difficulty, and his delicate face loomed in the night, and he couldn't see the expression clearly.

The night became clearer and thicker, and the moonlight became thicker and thicker, sprinkled with the clear light of the land, and the lake occasionally rippled, but the sound drifted in the silent air, leaving no trace.

"What the hell am I going to do to make you love me?" Ye Qian hugged Tilt Xiaodou's somewhat cold body, hugged her tightly in his arms, leaned his head on Tilt Dou's chest, and muttered in a low voice.

"Unless you die. The silent person in his arms suddenly spoke, and his voice was extremely cold, like March ice and snow, shocking the shallow, and the body that was hugged by him suddenly moved, and something entered his body.

Ye Qian lowered his eyes and looked down, only to see that Tilt Xiaodou was holding a knife in his hand, the knife was extremely sharp, and it was quietly inserted in his chest at the moment, and it was a few inches from the tip of the knife, and the blood suddenly spurted out, dyeing the night light purple dress, and the strange color rippled on the dress, and also dyed the snow-white clothes of Tilt Xiaodou, and the delicate face was also stained a little, which was a little different from the miserable white face.

Tilt Xiaodou didn't mind wiping the blood on her face, the blood stained on her fingers, and the bloodstained hand, the knife didn't sink a few points, and the blood became thicker and thicker, spreading on the ground.

Ye Qian didn't seem to feel the pain, and only moved the knife with the hand of Tilting Xiaodou, and it didn't reach the handle, Ye Qian looked at the knife in his chest, and actually chuckled, and the laughter rippled in the room.

The moonlight seemed to be obscured by the night, and the darker it became, the fainter the light in the attic.

Tilting Xiaodou had a cold smile on his face, his copper bell-like eyes were gloomy, and his lips without the slightest blood sneered, not moved by Ye Qian's behavior just now, but with a happy look.

"If you don't feel the pain, then what?" Tilting Xiaodou pulled out the knife from Ye Qian's chest, and as soon as the handle of the knife came out, blood also came out, scattering it all over the ground, and Tilting Xiaodou took the handle of the knife and stabbed himself fiercely, and it sank from the tip of the knife into the handle of the knife, but Tilting Xiaodou didn't feel pain at all on his face, but hooked the corner of his mouth and smiled coldly.

Ye Qian was stunned for a while, but when Tilt Xiaodou pulled out the knife from his chest and was about to stab it again, the slender hand held the knife tightly, Tilt Dou suddenly couldn't move, her strength was not as good as Ye Qian.

Ye Qian pulled the trend, snatched the knife, and turned the knife into ashes with a wave of his hand, accompanied by the red blood stains on the knife, Ye Qian smiled fiercely, pulled the Xiaodou over, and gently attached his hand to the chest of the Xiaodou.

Tilting Xiaodou slapped Ye Qian's face, the red mark on Ye Qian's face was weirdly scratched, Ye Qian's eyes were half squinted, Tilt Xiaodou trembled and got up, picked up the wooden chair on the side and hit Ye Qian.

The wooden chair quickly turned into ashes in Ye Qian's hands, Ye Qian's palm slapped on the chest of the little bean, with that palm, there seemed to be a shadow behind the little bean, the night light hooked the corner of his mouth, grabbed the shadow, and with a wave of his hand, the shadow was exposed to the light, and gradually changed from the original transparent to the entity.

The shadow was photographed, and the originally excited Tilt Xiaodou suddenly lost his soul, and his body leaned down rapidly, but the gradually clear shadow took advantage of this to hold the knife in his hand and stab at Tilt Xiaodou.

Ye Qian kicked the shadow hard, stretched out his arm to catch the tilting bean, and moved slightly, looking at the shadow who fell to the ground at the moment.

Ye Qian's face was covered with a layer of ice, his eyes were cold and terrible, and his slender fingers were still stained with a little blood, and the blood stains on his chest were like the bewitching bloom of Manzhu Sahua next to the Sansheng Stone, which was bephering and moving, but it was extremely weird.

"If you hurt me, I can leave you alive, but if you hurt her, I will make your life worse than death. ”