Chapter 562 Don't be a disaster that no one hurts, just be Yan Bao
That night, Huo Siwei had the ice coffin re-prepared and put the scourge corpse inside.
Then he spent the whole night listening to the unbelievable story that Yan Zhuo told him.
She said that she had her kidney gouged out by Bai Xi and was finally sold into a laboratory for live experiments on bacteria.
And he went to save her, and the two were buried together in the fire.
She said she became a disaster, killing her parents at birth, a village nightmare.
The people called her Yin Tong, and they were afraid that killing her would be cursed with filth, so they threw her into the mountains to fend for herself.
She was still a baby, and she didn't dare to cry when she heard the cry of hungry wolves in the barren mountains.
Later, she was picked up by a woman who called herself a shrine maiden and named her Woe.
Then he raised her for sixteen years, and then threw her out of the mountain, because she was desperate and fated with disaster!
Later, she came to the capital and became a scourge who was only one year younger than him.
But they couldn't get close to him at all, so they could only follow him from afar.
She quietly grew up with him, obviously she was still a child, and walked the road he walked step by step.
At night she would occasionally sneak to see him, sitting on a high branch.
Holding a strawberry-flavored lollipop in his mouth, admiring his youthful face.
At that time, he was not disfigured because of her, it was a youth she had never seen.
She talked a lot about how she came to the capital by herself.
Because she couldn't reach him, she left silently, went to the International, went to the Night Sect, and began her career as a killer.
She brushed shoulders with death again and again, and she would think in her heart that if she died, would she still have a chance to repay her kindness?
After all, in the second life in her consciousness, she is a disaster, and there is destined to be a girl in his life that he loves like his life - Yan Zhuo.
She is no longer Yan Zhuo, so she is destined to fail.
She gave up repaying the favor, left, and started a new life of her own.
But after she became the master of the extremely evil sect, she was betrayed and encircled and died, and she returned to Yan Zhuo's body.
made her third life, which is everything she is now.
On the night she was captured, her temperament began to change dramatically, and she became willing to be close to her.
Because Yan Zhuo at that time was no longer the Yan Zhuo of the past.
It's Yan Zhuo, who has experienced a lot and returned to Huo Siwei's side.
She said a lot, but her memory of the misfortune was impaired.
I always felt like I had forgotten something, so she didn't say that.
"Nightmare...... Do you believe what I say? ”
Yan Zhuo nestled in Huo Siwei's arms, played with his fingers, and asked sideways.
"Faith."
He believes in Yan Zhuo unconditionally, he doesn't believe in gods and Buddhas, but he believes in Yan Zhuo.
Even if what she said was a fantasy in anyone's eyes, he believed it.
"Yan Baobao has worked hard, don't be a disaster that no one hurts, just be Yan Bao."
"Be my woman...... can only be protected and loved. ”
Don't go through those pains, even if you stand on the top in the end, but no one protects you, he feels distressed.
He thought that the girl he was protecting in the palm of his hand was actually close to danger again and again.
Paying so much to survive, he couldn't stop feeling distressed.
"Okay, Yan Yan is only a person who is a nightmare."
"Yan Yan is so sleepy......"
Yan Zhuo talked all night, and his body, which had been tired for so long, was a little overloaded.
"Well, let's sleep......"
Huo Siwei hugged her and watched her fall asleep in his arms, but he didn't dare to sleep.
He was frightened, just afraid that when she would fall asleep and run out of breath.
So the little girl was sleeping peacefully, and Huo Siwei went to touch her every once in a while to see if she had a snort or a pulse.
He didn't dare to sleep, he was afraid that everything was a dream, an empty ......