Give me my life back?

Hearing this name, Peach unconsciously shuddered.

Isn't that scary? It sounds like he is going to kill His Royal Highness the Third Prince.

Su Jin didn't care what Taohong was thinking, yawned loudly, and waved her hand, "That's all for later, let's talk about it later, I'm sleepy now, I'm going to sleep." ”

Her eyelids were heavy again, and she couldn't hold it anymore.

"Yes."

Seeing that Su Jin's face was indeed not good-looking, Taohong immediately came down, cleaned up the house and waited for her to wash, but after a while, Su Jin lay down on her bed peacefully.

With a long sigh of relief, Su Jin looked at the drape embroidered with peach blossoms above his head, and touched it a little intoxicated.

It's a nice touch.

Don't know how much it's worth?

Let Peach change it tomorrow, her current identity is not suitable for such a feminine account.

Thinking about it, Su Jin closed her eyes like this.

At this time, the candle flame in the room had been extinguished in peach, and the moonlight was falling through the carved window, carving some dappled light and shadow on the ground, and the faint tent was slightly raised, revealing the faint light of the pale orange palace lamp under the cloister in the distance.

The sound of insects chirping gradually began to sing, softly singing their own songs.

In a trance, the years are quiet.

I don't know how long it has been, Su Jin on the bed suddenly opened his eyes, stared at the carvings on the top of the bed for a long time, and couldn't wait to stretch out his hand and slap himself hard.

Damn, can't you sleep?

I was so sleepy just now, I was afraid that I would die of sleep as soon as I closed my eyes, but I really lay down at this moment, actually, I couldn't sleep?

Thinking of the trouble he caused today because he was too sleepy, Su Jin only blamed himself for being too angry at the moment.

You are not sleepy when you should be sleepy, and you are more sleepy than anyone else when you shouldn't!

She is not reconciled!

Turning over hatefully on the bed, Su Jin took a deep breath towards the wall.

Okay, now take a deep breath. Calm down and get ready for sleep.

She closed her eyes.

After a long, long time, the sound of insects sang again, the moonlight became bright again, and the breathing in the room gradually evened, Su Jin ......

I opened my eyes again.

Who can tell her if she has a disease?

A disease called being cheap?

In the black night, Su Jin sighed faintly with black circles under her eyes.

The sky is full of stars, the house is full of moons, what is life like, why is she Su Jin so sad?

Lifting the quilt, Su Jin simply got up, got dressed, and got up.

She remembered reading a message that she could eat some fruit if she couldn't sleep, and she remembered that Pink mentioned that she had bought some new apples in the kitchen today, so she might as well go and eat them now.

Su Jin didn't call Taohong, who lived next door, she felt that such a small thing could be done by herself, and there was no need to trouble her.

She walked slowly to the kitchen door and gently pushed the door open.

"Squeak—" The moaning of the wooden door rippled far away in the silent night, like a stone thrown into the water, rippled and then gradually dissipated.

Su Jin stepped into the house, and in the darkness, he finally found the candle head hidden in the drawer.

Holding the candle head that was half a little finger long, handing it to his eyes and looking at it, Su Jin couldn't help but sigh.

"Sure enough, it's the candles of the poor family! It's still a baby. ”

By the moonlight, after mercilessly inserting the "baby" in his hand into the candlestick, Su Jin took out the prepared fire fold from his arms, blew it, and lit the candle.

The candle flame was faint, and Su Jin's dark circles became more and more obvious.

"Little Apple, where are you?"

Su Jin muttered to herself, like a sleepwalker walking around the kitchen, looking for her apple.

"You're my little apple, I can't love you too much~"

After searching for a long time, Su Jin, who was humming a song and entertaining herself, finally found what she wanted in the bamboo basket next to the stove.

"Well, it's in good shape!" Looking at the red and big fruit, Su Jin nodded with satisfaction, reached out and picked one out, and wiped it casually on his body.

It's not dry, it's not clean, and it's not sick after eating. Don't wash it with cold water, you won't be able to sleep at all.

Full of hope, Su Jin hugged the apple and took a bite of it.

Please make this apple Snow White's stepmother's, the kind that makes her fall to sleep immediately after taking a bite.

"Phew!"

Before he could fully enter the fantasy, Su Jin's little face wrinkled into a ball, and he spit out the apple in one gulp.

What the hell is this? Why is it so sour?

"If you hadn't grown an apple, I would have thought you were a lemon!" Su Jin stuck out her tongue and decided not to eat it.

It's so sour, she can't stand it.

As soon as he raised his hand to throw it, Su Jin felt that he really shouldn't be so wasteful now that he was so poor.

"You're not eating? Why? A shadow leaned over to him, and his voice was curious, "Isn't this a good apple?" ”

Where did the people come from? Why is there no sound at all?

Su Jin's hairs suddenly stood up, she only felt that her neck was stiff, and it was extremely difficult to even turn around to see who it was.

The shadow was still talking, as if he didn't see Su Jin's fear at the moment, and even reached out to take the fruit in her hand.

"I think it's delicious, give me a taste?"

The moment his fingers touched Su Jin, Su Jin trembled.

This hand is as cold as ice.

She forced herself to raise her eyes to look, but the moment she looked at the shadow, the faint candle seemed to be blown by the wind, and suddenly, extinguished.