Yang Yayin hid her face and cried, her voice hoarse and indistinguishable.

The cat whose name was called suddenly convulsed and fell to the ground, and a small thumb-thick opening was cut on its belly, straight from neck to tail, and the bright and piercing blood color was extremely abrupt in the snow.

Yang Yayin couldn't stand the exclamation.

The cat's intestines were pulled on the snow, blood flowed all over the ground, and the beautiful blue eyes were gouged out and placed on the ground.

Yang Yayin watched the whole process of the white cat's death tremblingly.

Suddenly, the dead white cat stood up strangely again.

The corners of her torn mouth rose high to the sides, her hollow dark eyes stared straight in her direction, and two bloody tears slipped from her eye sockets and dripped onto the snow.

also dripped on Yang Yayin's nerves on the verge of collapse.

The blood flowing from the white cat suddenly gathered together on the white ground and lined up in a few lines.

Why do you want to burst my belly?

Why gouge out my eyes?

Why deceive my master?

Why...... Why...... Why!

Yang Yayin murmured as if she was insane, "Why...... Why ......"

Yang Yayin felt that her stomach hurt so much, just like she used a pencil to scratch Xue Xue's belly, it hurt so much.

My eyes hurt so much, too.

The feeling of being ripped out of life is painful...... She screamed in pain, but no one came to her aid.

She felt the blood flow out slowly, drop by drop.

The decay of life was felt.

She was so scared.

Brother...... Mom...... Help me......

——

Not far away, a cat looked back at her, flicked its tail, and walked away.

Snow and snow.

Ouyang Yunfeng's cat.

The white cat who was abused to death by Yang Yayin in her childhood.

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She is also going through the experience that once destroyed her.

The pale-faced sick beauty boy was lying on the sofa, smiling at her, his silver hair glistening in the sun.

Dye her hair silver, the only time she asked him to do something he liked regardless of his body.

The young man's pale face was filled with joy, "Sister, is it good-looking?" ”

Charming looked at it in a daze, walked over and knelt beside the young man, "Good-looking ......"

The young man's face floated with a thin layer of powder, like a fine rouge, soft and soft, he seemed to be shy, and glanced at the woman shyly, "Sister, I still want to go to an amusement park." ”

Fu Fang looked at him stunned, and then shook his head, "Ah Qing, will we go when you are well?" ”

The young man lowered his head gently, and the fine bangs blocked the picturesque delicate eyebrows, depressed and lost.

Quiet like a lifeless porcelain doll.

The boy's body began to fall in front of the eyes of the woman.

Handfuls of soft and smooth silver hair fluttered in the air and fell to the ground.

Woman's eyes widened, and she rushed over to hug him, hugging him tightly, "Ah Qing!" Ah Qing! Sister will take you, take you, go now! ”

The young man's eyes were full of desolation, and he meekly let her hold in his arms, and his voice was ethereal and ethereal.

"Sister, the doll you gave me was thrown away by my aunt."

She tore the doll open and threw it in the trash...... I can't find it anymore......"

Fu Zhi's heart was full of sour and monstrous anger, and her voice was trembling, "Sister, sister will make another ...... for you One me, one you, and one mom, okay? ”

The boy's thin hand, as thin as a dead wood, fell.

"It's too late......"

The boy in his arms passed away quietly like a fallen firework, and the scene in the living room was torn apart and put back together.

This time, it's the room of the woman.

The numbness on her face still carries the numbness of her relatives dying again.

The phone rang suddenly, and she realized that she didn't know when she had taken a mobile phone.

She didn't answer, and stood indifferent.

The phone was connected by itself.

With the unique tone of the Jiangnan people, the voice of the person opposite was gentle and shrill and thin, "Mianmian, Aqing is here with me, bring your property transfer book, and come to the old place to see me." ”

She was in a trance, and she asked, who are you?

The woman on the other side laughed coquettishly, and the end note was lingering and compassionate, delicate and weak, "Mianmian, A-Qing is going to die, don't you want to see him for the last time?" ”

The last side......

Fei Fang suddenly covered her heart, gasped a few times, and her hatred burst out, "Cloud, knowledge, world!" ”

She smashed the phone to the ground, splashing parts on the ground.

She rushed out the door, running through the road she would never forget for the rest of her life.

The teenager was barely alive in a wheelchair.

But the girl knew that the boy was still alive.

The fierce running made her breathe heavily, and her chest was full of nausea.

Beside the boy stood a petite woman in a pink cheongsam with jet-black hair, snuggled into the arms of a tall, meticulously combed man.

The seductive fox looked at her gently, with a red tear mole under the corner of her eye.

Yun Zhishi and Nangong yearn for.

Her stepmother, her biological father!

Nangong yearning's cold eyes fell on his young and beautiful daughter, and his eyes narrowed slightly, "You and your mother, it's really alike." ”

She straightened her waist, her eyes were indifferent, except for Nangong Qing, there was no other living person in her eyes.

She stood with her back straight, "Everything in the Nangong family, I ...... everything Here you go, you give me back Ah Qing. ”

Yun Zhishi looked at her with pity, his eyes reddened, "What a poor child, hand it over early, and your brother won't have to suffer this hardship." ”

"This pain was brought to him by your sister, it's really pitiful."

"Child, you have to remember that this is your sister, and she is only willing to give up if you are going to die."

The fists were clenched, and the nails sank deep into the delicate flesh of the palm, overflowing with a trace of blood.

Yu Tong threw the property transfer book over, and Nangong Qing was also pushed over with one hand and almost fell to the ground.

The woman took a few steps forward to stabilize him.

The scene is exactly the same as in the previous life.

It's just that there is less heart-rending questioning.

This time...... It should be possible to avoid the death of Ah Qing......

A gunshot accompanied by a howling wind shot into her heart.

She was on guard, but found that she couldn't move.

"Sister!"

The boy stood up with all his might, standing in front of her.

The sound of bullets piercing into flesh was heard in my ears.

Her heart stopped beating for a moment.

My sick and weak boy slipped weakly and fell to the ground.

She heard her voice in a trance, trembling and scared, "Aqing...... You know my heart is on the right side, why ......"

Blood spilled from the corner of the young man's mouth, but with a smile, "Sister, don't get hurt......"

I don't want to be a burden to you.

Yun Zhishi and Nangong Longing disappeared in place.

She smiled.

A silver light flashed through his fingertips.

The dagger is deep in the bone through the cut in the wrist.

brought back her sobriety, but also took her life.

The sun is obscured by dark clouds.

——

The broken doll doll is wearing the same clothes as Nangong Yufang, and her mouth is sewn with red needles and threads in an arc of a smile.

Sitting quietly on the lid of the trash can, he looked at the person lying in a pool of blood in the distance with a shallow pampering in his eyes.

The clothes on the puppet's body are stained blood.

She was cheerful and happy, "Aqing Aqing, this is a gift for you." ”

——

A doll made of a mano.

It is a gift to Nangong Qing.

It's a broken doll that was thrown in the trash by Yun Zhishi.

The air with a strong smell of blood, and the red blood mist, slowly dissipated.

The doll doll laughs.

She laughed and said, "Sister." ”

Hello.