[Fortunately, the love is not shallow, and I don't envy the mandarin ducks and immortals. ---- Qing with deep vs original non-shallow]

The moon is dark and the wind is high, and the night of murder.

Yuan Feiqian heard the sound of bones shattering, and his consciousness went blank.

The lights are flickering, like a dream.

She raised her hand to cover her eyes, and through the light, she saw that her slender white fingers were somewhat transparent, like fine white jade.

Slightly stunned, her eyes widened!

Staring at his hands and looking at it over and over, it seemed that he couldn't get enough of it.

After all, the hand that had almost been cut off a moment ago was now delicate and intact in front of her, making her suspect that she was having a nightmare.

But she knew very well that it was not a dream.

It's just that he is unwilling to come back from the dead.

At this time, she was lying on the hotel bed in a wet dress.

Looking around, looking at her outfit again, the familiar scene made her trance, where is this?

Suddenly, the door was pushed open.

A drunken man stumbled in, pulling his tie as he walked towards her, and laughed obscenely: "Don't worry, little baby, I'm here to hurt you~"

Seeing that the drunk was about to pounce, she instinctively raised her foot and kicked over.

With a bang, the person fell two meters away.

"You dare to hit me......" As soon as the drunk who fell to the ground started scolding, Yuan Feiqian stepped forward and kicked him, causing him to lie on the ground in an instant and stop moving.

"Didn't your mother teach you to be civilized and polite, and not to use foul language?" Yuan Fei said in a shallow manner, stretching out two fingers to test his pulsation.

The person was still alive, and she breathed a sigh of relief, and was surprised to find that there were water dripping.

When I raised my hand, my face was full of tears.

She cried?

Yuan Feiqian looked at the tears on his hands in great surprise, touched his eyes again, and found that tears had rained down.

Σ(⊙▽⊙”a……

Who can tell her what happened?

In the past, she rarely cried, because she knew that no matter how many tears she had, it would be useless.

Now that he is living again, why did he suddenly become a crying bag?

was struggling, and a voice came from the door: "Yuan Feiqian is still resting?" Tell her to bring her cake, the birthday party is about to begin! ”

"This ...... I'm afraid it's not very convenient...... My sister had said very fiercely not to bother her. The voice full of embarrassment was somewhat familiar.

"What's inconvenient? The more fierce she is, the more I have to go and see it! ”

The footsteps were getting closer and closer, and Yuan Fei was startled.

She looked at the man who had passed out on the ground, and decided that it would be best to drag the person behind the sofa first and coax the person away.

wiped a handful of tears, sniffed, and just stepped forward, an arm wrapped around her waist from behind!

Yuan Fei's eyes were full of tears, and he turned his head to look over in great panic and met a handsome face.

Her apricot eyes widened, and three sparkling big words appeared in her mind: sky, goose, and meat!

Yes, this man is the piece of swan meat that she was told before she died that she wanted to eat without knowing the height of the sky!