If the eyes are the windows of the soul, then the tears must be a natural barrier given by God to block the door of the soul.

Looking at the wetness in the man's eyes, I forced myself to calm down.

"But how do you explain the letter?"

Dreams come from many sources, such as external stimuli, shallow human consciousness, and an inadvertent fragment of past memories.

I don't want to directly overturn the love I have believed in for so long without full evidence, so I choose to listen to men.

Qin Luo squinted his eyes, his fingers kept drawing circles on the envelope, and his expression was very serious.

I sat at the head of the bed without saying a word, silently waiting.

After a long time, he put the envelope back on the table and pulled my hands up and rubbed them against his cheeks.

"Anzhi, you have to believe me."

"Believe in what? You say you don't like Shan'er, but why did everyone tell me you used to be together? ”

"But that's all in the past, isn't it?" Qin Luo lowered his head helplessly and whispered.

"And now she's alive? Am I going to be out? I sneered and looked out the window, the beauty was so dazzling.

There was a moment of distraction on the man's face, and there was a sudden silence.

I don't know what he thinks, but I do know that if he really didn't care, he shouldn't have reacted so hesitantly.

Sure enough, a few seconds later, he opened his mouth to explain again: "Anzhi, there must be some misunderstanding in this, Shan'er I know, it can't be like this!" ”

Could it be?

My heart fell to the bottom of the icy lake in an instant, Shan'er, Shan'er, what a affectionate name.

"So, it's all my fault? I wrote, directed, and acted by myself, and I kidnapped my mother with a demon corpse, right? “

"And then I'm going to leave a letter for myself? If you don't want to get married, go to the subway station? Qin Luo, I'm stupid, but I'm not sick! ”

"I won't joke about my loved ones!" I withdrew my hand and looked at him coldly.

"Ann no 。。。。。。" Qin Luo stretched out his hand to grab me, but his hand stopped in the air, but he didn't dare to approach.

I closed my eyes, but I couldn't stop the tears from pouring out.

Obviously, my ears have been blocked, but the woman's delicate voice on Qin Luo's body is like a cassette tape, constantly looping in my mind.

They are so intimate, so compatible.

I even feel that I seem to be the third party of the legend, in the end, what should I use to surpass, that 10,000-year-long relationship? "Anzhi, don't get excited, don't worry, I will solve your mother's affairs, you still have children!"

Qin Luo pulled the hand covering my ear and said it in my ear word by word.

His face was full of confusion, but the gaze in his eyes kept dodging.

"Kid?"

"Yes, our child!" Qin Luo repeated, picked up the clothes on the ground, and carefully pulled the quilt for me. Obviously, his movements are very gentle, but I am bored and abnormal, I just feel very fake, as if he is halfway through the play.

The seeds of evil were slowly sprouting, and there seemed to be a power in my body that did not belong to me, and looking at that familiar face, I suddenly felt extremely strange.

Suddenly, there was a sharp pain in my lower abdomen, and my body seemed to be hollowed out, only to feel that the world in front of me began to rotate, the colors began to dissipate, and my eyes went black, and I fainted again.

"Anzhi, you're here, I didn't expect it so soon, you're having a nightmare again, but it's okay, anyway, we have to get along in the future, and this princess is not a stingy person, so she can make you a concubine of the Hades."

The green meadows, the golden palaces, needless to say, I entered the memories of others again.

"Since you've pulled me in, why don't you just show up?"

"Don't be busy, let's take a look at the gift I gave you first, otherwise it will not be easy to come here."

It's not easy to get here? Isn't it a matter of words to pull me into a dream with her skills?

I looked around, and there was nothing but a box not far away.

However, when I stepped forward, I realized that it was a coffin, was it for me?

I squinted at the intricate pattern on it, thinking of her words, if she wanted me to die, it wouldn't have to be bothered.

But this coffin is so small, even if you cut me open, you can't fit it, right?

Wrong.

My heart was pounding, my stomach suddenly began to twitch again, as if a pair of scissors had cut half of my belly, and the pain was so severe that I had to bend down and kneel in front of the coffin.

Only then did I realize that the coffin was not empty, but had a small skeleton.

It's not the usual white, but the corroded potholes of black, especially the chest piece, which seems to have been broken by someone.

"No, no. No way! “

My fingers gently touched the bone, and instead of feeling a trace of coldness, there was a warmth that could not be described in words.

"Do you like it?"

Suddenly there were a pair of feet in front of me, and they were white and there was no blemish in them.

The woman with the posture of the city was looking at me condescendingly, her eyes full of playful abuse.

I held on to the coffin and tried to stand up, but my lower abdomen kept falling.

She raised her hand, and in the palm of her hand lay a delicate little doll, but it was covered with black wooden strips.

"You're going to harm my child?"

She raised her eyebrows, her red nails were so charming, her hand gently touched the bones in the coffin, and said word by word: "No, I didn't harm your child, I found it myself!" ”

"Did I bring it on myself?" My hands were clutched tightly on the coffin, and the blue veins bulged out, which was very frightening.

The woman still stood there, like a victorious queen.

Suddenly, she raised her hand, and a black breath flowed out of her fingertips, hitting my lower abdomen, your movements were so fast, so fast that I didn't have time to dodge, and my body instantly became the kite with a broken string, flying in mid-air.

Then it slammed heavily on the tree, the blood was surging, and the cavity was full of the smell of blood. Princess Shan'er clapped her hands, took out a white handkerchief from her bosom, patiently wiped her hand dry, then raised her hand and threw it out, and lit it with a ghost fire, until the smoke and ashes were gone, and her face was much lighter with disgust.

"You!"

I wanted to speak, but when I opened my mouth, a mouthful of blood spat on the ground, not golden, but ordinary red, faintly black.

She glanced at me, raised her hand lightly, and the surrounding environment changed drastically again.

My body became transparent again, and I couldn't move, and I only listened to her whispering in my ear how close she was to Qin Luo.

It was the Lake of Eternal Life in the center of the earth, where Su Han and I last went to check on her corpse.

It's just the picture of this moment, which is obviously her memory.

Princess Shan'er lay quietly in the sarcophagus, Qin Luo's tall figure stood in front of the coffin, one hand gently touched the woman's peerless face, and her eyes were so sad.

There's no crying, there's no anger, you can read everything from those eyes.

He looked at the man in the coffin, raised his hand and took the smooth arm, and suddenly luckily, a red manju sawa was lit on it.

"Shan'er, get some sleep, I've already deduced, you won't die, wait until I find the real Flower of the Other Side. Then you will wake up. ”

The man's voice was gentle, as if he was afraid of disturbing half of the sleeping beauty, but my heart seemed to be split in half, broken piece by piece. I saw Su Han in the distance, the man frowned, as if he wanted to say something, but was stopped by Qin Luo.

"It hurts, doesn't it?" The picture is frozen in Qin Luo holding her cheek.

However, the woman's voice was still so clear.

I wanted to answer that it didn't hurt, but my heart felt like it had been crushed, and it had long since lost its ability to repair itself. "It's hard to be betrayed by the person you love the most, isn't it?" "He doesn't love you, he never does...... Gu Anzhi, why can't you see clearly! The woman's voice grew pathetic, as if she were sighing for me.

I suddenly remembered that whenever I asked Qin Luo if he loved me, his evasive gaze was so clear.

"So what? What exactly do you want? I replied weakly, only that I felt that it was a luxury to speak.

There was a bell ringing in my ears, and Princess Shan'er appeared before me with her golden crown. "Do you love him?" My lips opened slightly, and a sweet voice came into my ears. I laughed at myself in the bottom of my heart, saying that if it's not love, it's too hypocritical. If you don't love him, who wants to have a child for him when he is not sure of anything.

It's just that my love, what's the use!

In his mind, all of Qin Luo's words were so clear, and the scenes were as if they had just happened.

At this moment, I finally understood how beautiful and sweet fairy tales are, and how cruel wine is in reality. "You love him, don't you? I love it. The nasty voice rang out again. Is this a mind-attacking technique? I sneered in my heart.

"Is he good to you?" The voice asked again. Okay? Maybe it's good, but it doesn't seem like he's the person who has been protecting me by my side.

"You want him to be happy, don't you?" Shan'er's voice became softer and gentler, reminding me of those hypnotic ones.

Of course I want Qin Luo to be happy, but if the person who makes him happy is not me, will I still bless him?

I've never felt like I'm a simple little white flower, especially after seeing all kinds of conspiracies and mutilations recently, since everyone is not happy, why don't you die at the end?

A terrible thought kept swirling in my head, and my whole person was disturbed by negative emotions.

When she saw that I didn't speak, she thought I was really moved.

There was a hint of joy in that voice. "So, will you make him happy? He wants you to be happy, and you make him happy, okay? That way, everyone won't get tired. ”

"Oh? Are you going to let me die? ”