Under the black curtain is a pure white sheet.

A girl fell asleep on the sheets.

The white dress perfectly outlines her figure.

She slept so quietly, like the strife of the world had nothing to do with her.

The tranquil face is still not stained with any earthly world, even if she is in his hands at the moment.

That dress, he wanted to tear it apart again and again, to see what kind of body was wrapped under the clothes, why he was so obsessed, and never wanted to wake up.

He tried his best to hide it, but found that the cause was on her again and again.

"You and I are clearly the same person!" Slender fingers ran across her cheek, tilting the glass in her hand.

The red wine slowly dyed the white dress with a beautiful flower as the glass tilted.

In his eyes, it's like that poppy.

The wine in the glass was all poured out, and he set it aside, his fingers sliding down to his neck.

Sometimes, he really wanted to cut it off, every time she looked at Luo Yangui, he couldn't find it, and he wanted to destroy it with all his might.

Slender fingers slowly, skimming...... Go below your collarbone.

“Z！” With a bang, the mobile phone vibrate, not Jian Lixi's mobile phone.

It's his.

He didn't want to pay attention to it, but instead of a call, a voice appeared on the phone screen.

The voice is played automatically, just like a virus on your phone.

When the voice sounded, it was like a pair of hands trying their best to save him from the abyss and prevent him from being doomed.

What is Faith?

Once he knew that his faith was her!

And what is he doing at the moment?

Destroy your own faith?

No, you can't!

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The cold second floor is his independent space and his private place, and only that room is his warmest place.

There is a painting there with a picture of a huge poppy.

Footsteps approached, and he knew he was coming.

The door was kicked open hard, and he didn't look back, just admiring the painting.

"Where is she?" The extremely cold voice was stained with bloodthirsty aura, and a pair of eyes swept the room coldly, without her, only the fourth.

His fourth son is no longer from now on.

When he received a call from Xiao Yichen, at that moment he knew it wasn't.

He gave him a chance, but he didn't cherish it.

There was a group of people behind him, but no one dared to step forward.

Luo Yangui rushed up single-handedly, and at that moment they saw not a person, but thousands of troops, and no one dared to step forward to stop them.

Even if someone comes forward, they will be directly twisted off their arms.

His cruelty is from within.

"Do you love her?" Chi Jin did not answer Luo Yangui's words, but asked him rhetorically.

Do you love her? Do I love?

If not, can't you let it go? Just let him have it!

Luo Yangui looked at him as if he was looking at a person who was about to die.

His little pity slowly set in.

Maybe it was because he was dying, or maybe he used to see him as a brother.

He didn't have any mercy towards the people who bullied Jian Lixi, even if he didn't even have his own brother.

"I love with my life." This is Luo Yangui's answer.

"And she is my faith!" Chi Jin turned around, looked at him and said firmly.

Luo Yangui was indifferent, looking at Chi Jin's face next to the demon, and his thin lips said word by word: "She is my life." "And I've always loved her with my life!