The two of them took a shower silently, the knife came out of the bathtub first, and then turned around and picked up the weak Ding Lan out of the bathtub, helped her wipe her body, dry her hair, and even carefully wiped skin care products.

Ding Lan was very honest and cooperative from beginning to end, without saying a word, he just let the knife fiddle with himself like a doll.

Everything was cleaned up, Xiaodao helped Ding Lan put on a nightgown, hugged her and returned to the bedroom, the big bed was a little messy, and the smell of lust was still everywhere in the room, Xiaodao glanced at Ding Lan in his arms with some unnatural eyes.

Ding Lan's eyes are calm and calm, like lake water.

After a pause, Xiaodao walked to the sofa by the window with Ding Lan in his arms, put her down, and asked in a low voice:

"Where's the sheets?"

Although Ding Lan was in high spirits now, she was weak, she looked at the knife and raised her hand to point to the cabinet behind him.

The knife glanced back, and then turned back again:

"Wait for me!"

With that, he walked over to the cabinet and opened the door, unexpectedly, Ding Lan's cabinet was very neat, so he easily found new sheets.

It's just that the color of those sheets is mostly the same as her paintings, the color is monochromatic, and almost all of them are cold colors.

This woman ......

Xiaodao frowned a little distressedly, but finally took out a new sheet and changed it without saying a word.

Ding Lan has been nesting weakly on the sofa, holding a pair of big eyes, looking at the knife for a moment. His movements were not skilful and smooth, and it was obvious that he should have done this for the first time.

After changing into new sheets and throwing all the old sheets into the washing machine, the knife returned to the bedroom and lay on the bed with Ding Lan in his arms.

Neither of them spoke again, and for a long time, the atmosphere between the two seemed a little depressing.

Ding Lan was extremely excited because of methamphetamine, and although he was already very tired, he was not sleepy at all. She just kept her eyes open, looking straight at the crystal chandelier on the ceiling above her head, counting the beads one by one, counting them over and over again.

For a moment, she was a little tired from counting, and she couldn't help but close her eyes.

"Go back!"

It was getting late, and the darkness didn't know when it had opened its arms, and the city was shrouded in its dark wings.

Ding Lan's figure was lazy, like a cat's claw, gently scratching the heart of the knife.

Xiaodao didn't answer directly, but changed the topic, and instead asked Ding Lan a question:

"When did you start touching this kind of thing?"

Ding Lan slowly opened his eyes, turned sideways, and faced the knife.

The side face of the knife is as good as the front face, the lines are hard and the outline is clear, and each stroke is repeated as if it has been meticulously crafted. Ding Lan felt that even with his own brush, he might not be able to outline such a perfect outline perfectly.

She had seen too many good-looking men, but none of them were like Knife.

Like her, he is full of stories, puzzles, probing, and dangerous abysses that will kill him if he accidentally falls into it.

Ding Lan carefully outlined the outline of the knife's facial features with his eyes, and then closed his eyes a little weakly:

"Sixteen!"

That year, her life began a different transformation.

It was also in that year that she began to indulge her life, to indulge in its constant depravity and depravity in darkness and decay. She longed for the day when she could fall into a real hell herself.

Because in hell, there is no pain!

Ding Lan's answer made the big hand of the knife pillowed on the back of his head tense.

He imagined that Ding Lan's life, or from a long time ago, would have been like this. But I didn't think it would be so early.

Sixteen years old!

For other girls, it is the same age as flowers, full of beauty and yearning for the future.

But this woman ......

At the same age as a flower, she had already fallen into the dark abyss, and she didn't even want to climb up again.

What the hell has she been through?

What is it that would make a girl who is only sixteen years old willing to give up her life!

It's not rebellion, the knife understands!

This is the real renunciation, giving up, letting oneself in decay, disappearing, and leaving no bones!

Thinking of this, Xiaodao's chest suddenly felt a little suffocated, he measured his body, and also faced Ding Lan, a pair of deep black eyes, staring deeply at Ding Lan, as if he wanted to look through her body into the depths of her soul.

But no, no!

At this moment, he can't even read her body, can't see through it, how can he see through her soul?

The knife stretched out his arms in some frustration and hugged Ding Lan tightly, letting her head lean on her chest tightly, and let her listen to the strong and powerful heart inside, beating hard at a moment.

He used silent language and the most primitive movements to tell Ding Lan that he wanted to lean on her.

Ding Lan is smart in the end, or sharp, she can easily see through a man's eyes and the meaning behind an action.

So, she understood what Knife was trying to tell herself.

Impressed?

She didn't feel this way for a long time, all her emotions died at the age of sixteen!

So......

closed her eyes, although she didn't push the knife away, but she used a small but firm voice, and told the knife word by word:

"It's time for you to go back!"

Xiao Dao's eyes couldn't help but tighten when he heard this, and the black pupils were surging with uncertain emotions.

He didn't answer, his thin lips tightened into a straight line, and the movements of his arms became more forceful. He pressed his sharpened jaw against the top of Ding Lan's hair.

Ding Lan, didn't I tell you?

You want me to let go of you, in this life, don't think about it!

You don't want to, you don't want to, I don't want to force you to open your heart and accept me now, and let me go. But I have time, I can wait.

I'm sure that one day, you will!

You will be willing to take the initiative to tell me everything about you, you will be willing to stretch out your hands, hold me, and follow me out of the dark quagmire to meet the first ray of light in life!

Ding Lan, I believe!

So please, don't give up!

Of course, Ding Lan didn't hear a word of this language in Xiaodao's heart. In fact, even if she hears it now, she will disagree, and will even push the knife away even harder, completely drawing the line between the two.

Xiaodao knew that Ding Lan had this ability.

As long as she wants, she can definitely be ruthless enough, silently, and without leaving a trace in his life.

The knife knows that Ding Lan has done it and has done it!

So at this moment, the words in his heart could only be said to Ding Lan silently.

Later, the two stopped talking, and Ding Lan just let the knife hold him, and soon, the sound of the knife's shallow breathing came from the top of his head.

He must be exhausted!

Actually, she's tired too!

But every time she skated on the ice, she would be excited for three days, during which she didn't eat or sleep, just stared at the world with big eyes open.

Sometimes, she will spend these three days painting, and sometimes, she will use these three days to meet different men, make crazy sex with them, and have sex.

But when the medicinal properties of methamphetamine fade and she returns to normal, she will feel that both physically and mentally will be more empty and lonely than before!

For the first time in her life, she allowed a man to go into her room, lie on her bed, and fall asleep.

For the first time in her life, she allowed herself to toss and turn under a man and surrender.

In the past, she liked to be on it no matter what she did with any man.

She doesn't like and doesn't want a strange man to control herself, she uses the posture of a man on it, making herself like a king, driving her own desires and those of men.

Her Gao Chao has never been given by a man, but she herself controls the rhythm of the entire sexual AI, grasps it herself, and gives it to herself!

But the appearance of the knife completely subverted her previous norms.

Again and again, she gave herself and control to him!

Ding Lan himself felt strange!

She couldn't figure out why, but she didn't want to think about it. After all, in her life, there are so many things that she can't understand, and she has long been accustomed to it.

She just needs to tell herself, let herself remember, and don't let this man called Xiaodao enter her heart, it's enough, enough!

Thinking about it, Ding Lan suddenly felt that his eyelids were a little heavy.

You know, this is something she hasn't done in her many years of skating experience!

She actually ...... I want to sleep!

Just slightly surprised, Ding Lan obediently closed his eyes.

She has never suppressed or restrained any of her feelings, any kind of nature. Do when you want to do, do when you love, love, paint when you want to draw, live when you want to live, and die when you want to die!

Finally, for the first time in her life, after skating on the ice, she fell into a deep sleep.

It's just that in the dream, it was all pictures of the knife galloping naked on his body, and the sweat on his forehead and the tip of his nose dripped clearly on his face. His body slammed into her body so hard, but why, she still felt empty?

Hearing the sound of even breathing gradually coming from his arms, Xiaodao couldn't help but slowly open his eyes.

In fact, he has been, not asleep!

How could he possibly sleep?

Meth...... Once, when he was younger, he also touched it. At that time, in the UAE, knowing that his true identity was an illegitimate child who could not see the light, he also had a brief depravity when he looked at the eldest prince every day with hostile and mocking eyes, and watched his father sigh helplessly and painfully.

Therefore, he understands that feeling, and he also feels sorry for Ding Lan.

In this world, only similar people will attract each other, and different people are not complementary when they are together, but they are very different!

So Ding Lan, because I understand you, I can save you!

Just, you put your hand on me!