On the night of the fourth full moon, Lin Lang never slept, and the girl opposite was taken out crying, and was thrown on the bed dying when she was sent back.

The night is very deep, Lin Lang wrapped the thin quilt on her body, she couldn't do anything about what happened to that girl, and no one could stand someone crying in her ear from beginning to end.

Most of the night has passed, probably tonight that person has eaten enough, and she doesn't need to take over, Lin Lang was secretly happy, as soon as his body relaxed, boundless sleepiness hit instantly, and he fell asleep in a daze, and faintly heard the sound of someone opening the door, and the next moment he was set up and walked out, Lin Lang silently pulled out a smile, it seemed that he still couldn't escape.

That sleepiness lingered, whatever, Lin Lang let those people throw her into the bathing bucket, everything was ready, and she was tied to the pillar again, habitually turning her head to expose her slender neck, and continued to sleep herself, the familiar fragrance, the familiar touch, but that person was a little careless, and even sprayed the burning breath to her ears, goosebumps crawled all over her body, but she could only choose to hang her head motionlessly, the hero didn't eat the loss in front of her, she didn't want to anger the person in front of her, Otherwise, the end would probably be the same as that little girl.

That person seemed to be stretching out the tip of his tongue to lick her skin intentionally or unintentionally, he had never done this before, Lin Lang came to his senses instantly, raised his head slightly, but found that the person was just sucking quietly, and did not have the action she just felt, it must have been affected by that dream, so there would be this illusion, Lin Lang lowered her head again, probably because she had lost too much blood in her body, and this time she really fell into a dream in a groggy state.

She dreamed of Mo Xuan again, he and Lin Yang hugged each other and slept together, she cried and rushed up to lift the quilt, they hugged each other in rags, and Lin Yang, who woke up, screamed, attracting her parents.

"Lin Lang, go out first and let them tidy up." Mother Lin dragged her out without saying a word.

"Mo Xuan, Mo Xuan......" sat on the sofa, buried his hand in his palm, tears dripping from his fingers.

When the two of them finished sorting out, Lin Lang rushed up and looked at Mo Xuan with a questioning face, but he had a cold face, didn't say a word, and finally pushed her away and pulled Lin Yang out of the door.

She cried and chased her far, far away, but the two of them didn't look back at her once.

Since then, he has never appeared alone in front of her, either with Lin Yang or with a group of classmates, and several times she wanted to go up and say a few words to him, but he deliberately avoided it.

She began to follow him, followed him home, followed him and Lin Yang on a date, she saw the two of them walking hand in hand in every corner of the campus, saw them kissing each other affectionately, and saw him send Lin Yang home, maybe the person Mo Xuan wanted to pursue at the beginning was Lin Yang, and after that incident, it was even more logical to be together.

Later, Mo Xuan called the police, saying that she was always followed, and then the police found her, and on the day she was sent to a mental hospital, her mother said to her: "Lin Lang, my mother will come to pick you up and go home soon." ”

Then she was held there for four months, but luckily she escaped, otherwise it is unknown how long she would have been locked up.

Suddenly felt very cold, so cold that she shivered all over, and after a while, she was surrounded by a warm embrace, trying to open her eyes to see if it was Mo Xuan, but her eyelids were extremely heavy, it must have been Mo Xuan's change of heart, she approached the warm embrace, let the tears soak his clothes, let Mo Xuan kiss her, and put his hands on her.

"Don't go, don't go......" The warmth gradually moved away from her, she reached out and scratched in the air, and suddenly opened her eyes, still in the familiar cell, but the sky was bright outside the window.

It turned out to be a dream again, looking at the food and soup still placed at the door of the cell, dragged his weak and tired body out of bed, sat on the ground with the bowls, and sent the food to his mouth one by one, until the bowls were swept away before returning to the bed.