Zhixi raised his hand to hold her hand, and said, "I'm like this, I can't let go of my last person." Whether it's one day or ten days, if you're still there, I want to cherish it. If I tell you that I am not afraid of pain, are you willing to let go of your defense? If you forget everything when you walk again, that's just right, you don't have to hurt. It's enough for me to memorize it alone. ”

Chu Tian's eyes were slightly moist, and some affection couldn't be stopped.

The corners of Zhixi's mouth rose, the sadness in his eyes gradually faded, he raised his hand and hung Chu Tian's nose with his index finger and said, "This is moving, do you want to cry?" ”

Chu Tian pulled out his hand, burst into tears, and his heart that had accumulated thousands of years of snow was turned a few inches by the warm sun that poured in.

For a moment, she felt that it was better to like it, and just go with her heart. Don't ask about tomorrow.

But it was only for a moment.

Chu was in a mess, and when Zhixi leaned over, the aroma of soaphorn on her body and his breathing made her feel uneasy, and the deer bumped into each other. She dropped: "Rest early." Then he fled in a panic.

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When I returned to the room, it was past the hour. Chu Tian had no sleepiness at all. Take out Lou Wangjin's small purse, the fine embroidery, the golden rose in the center of the show is exactly the same as the golden rose in the painting.

Chu Tian touched the rose with his fingertips, thinking, the rose refers to her love, gold, is it because this love is like the light in her life, shining in the dark.

So if this light goes out, will she be disheartened?

The painting of the mute girl painted by Lou Wangjin was spread out on the table, and Chu Qian glanced at the woman with an innocent smile.

Chu poured a mantra and recited: Return to the saddest and most desperate time of the woman in the painting.

Maybe when the dumb girl was the saddest, this purse was not on her, but Chu Tian could only try it now.

Chu Tian opened his eyes, fortunately, the dumb girl and Lou Wangjin were there.

It's still the same dilapidated house.

The mute girl sobbed and sat down on the ground. Lou Wangjin's eyes were full of anger and sadness.

With a snap, Lou Wangjin smashed her purse on the dumb girl's body. It seems to have taken a lot of effort.

The mute girl trembled and fell back, and Chu Tian felt pain when she looked at it.

She didn't rub the place where she was hit, she just reached out and held her purse tightly. She looked at her purse distressedly, tears dripping down her hands.

"Hitomi, why did you do this, why did you kill my father? Why! Lou Wangjin gritted her teeth and shouted at the mute girl.

It turns out that the mute girl's name is Hitomi.

Chu Tian approached them a little closer, and when she saw the tears in Tongqiu's eyes falling down one by one, she bit her lip tightly and shook her head. The grievances in his eyes overflowed with tears, but Lou Wangjin turned a blind eye.

"You don't ... He was lying here when I came in, right here where I stood. You said you didn't, you were wronged?! And what about my big brother! I saw you kill my eldest brother, didn't I, exactly the same way my father died! Lou Wangjin's voice was lowered a little, and there was hatred in every word.

Chu Tian stared at Lou Wangjin carefully, unable to believe what he had just said, and even more afraid of missing a word.

Tongqiu no longer shook her head, her eyes were desperate, she gasped for breath, not daring to look at Lou Wangjin. Could it be that she really killed the eldest young master of the Lou family?

Lou Wangjin knelt down, his eyes flickered, and said, "You hate us, you hate my eldest brother, you hate my father." After saying that, he closed his eyes, tears slid down his face, and he was vulnerable for a moment.