Don't call a confidant, call a husband (32)

The chains rattled along his movements, and he didn't dare to look up, didn't dare to see what the madman's expression was, and the cold liquid slipped from the end of his eyes, and he raised his hand to wipe it away.

He's dying... You're about to be killed by that madman..."You... What happened to you? ...”

In the confusion, it seems that someone has held his hand, it is big, warm, dirty, and his hands are full of blood. It was the madman's voice, it was the madman's hand.

"I'm going to die, right? I'm going to die... I'm going to die... Definitely... I'm next..."

He shrunk into the arms of the bloody man in pain, and kept muttering, his body shook into a sifting of sugar, his eyes gradually drifted, and he finally fainted.

The rain was much lighter.

The door was closed and locked. His white shirt was still clean, his hair was meticulously pulled back, and his gold-rimmed glasses were refracting dazzling light.

Poisoned, lost.

The girl's skull was well hidden by him, and the droopy eye boy was also well hidden by him, and it was still dark in the basement.

No one found out, no one will find out.

Don't cry, don't run away, just stay with me, it's definitely not you...

……

A tear appeared in the corner of the dark night's shallow eyes.

Her eyelashes trembled slightly, as if she was about to wake up, and Tang Song sat next to her and looked at the dark night.

But he didn't wake up, and he was still unconscious.

……

The white clothes blow through the mahogany on the edge of the corridor, and the plum blossoms in the garden have all bloomed, and the petite and delicate stamens are faintly fragrant. Fingers on the zigzag dark brown branches, looking up at the big red silk on the beam, very eye-catching.

"Childe, the auspicious time has come, it's time to take a seat" How could you not think that that dream is a dream after all.

The candle flame is shaking lightly, and you will be like the groom today. Holding the hand of others, looking at you in a colorful official uniform, those clear eyes, I can't help but want to take you away from this ridiculous place.

Sitting upright in the seat with the fists clenched under the sleeves masochistic imagining the delicate face of the woman next to you Fengxia under the head. The left side of the chest slowly collapsed.

Tell me what kind of demon I've fallen into. In the days to come, I will love my wife, have children, and set off my jokes today.

"Worship Heaven and Earth"

The matchmaker's voice came into her ears, holding the emerald jade dragon cup, and the golden plum inserted in the bottle on the table failed to attract your deer-like eyes as when you were a child.

"Two Worship Halls"

The flowers fall on the wine, making a ripple, drifting. The moment I turned around, I seemed to understand a lot from your eyes, and it turned out to be so heartbroken.

"Husband and wife worship each other"

"Sent to the Cave Room"

Close your eyes. I also thought that the stone floor was covered with red firecracker crumbs, and it was you who walked down from the sedan chair, the festive red sky.

……

The dark night was shallow and had several dreams one after another, she seemed to be stunned, although it was a dream, but there was a little familiarity in the trance.

Her fingers twitched.

Tang Song sat on the side of the bed.

Her eyelashes fluttered slightly.

Tang Song held her hand.

The dark night slowly opened his eyes.

Tang Song laughed.

"I ......"

As soon as she spoke, she realized that something was wrong, her voice was too hoarse, and it was not a case of a few days of sleep.

Tang Song held the hand of the dark night, slowly helped the dark night to rise, handed the dark night a cup of warm water, and let the dark night drink it first, the dark night only felt that he couldn't make up his strength.

She looked at Tang Song, her eyes full of doubts.

Tang Song looked at the shallow gaze of the dark night, and suddenly laughed.

"Huo Qing, you have been in a coma for half a year, this is normal."