Looking at Su Yaohui, who was at least ten years old, Ling Su slowly spoke, "Do you know, where did Huaihua go?" ”

Su Yaohui was stunned, and it took at least two minutes to digest Ling Su's words, "Why did you suddenly mention her?" ”

"Say!" Ling Su lightly spit out a word, groped for a cigarette on his body, and lit it tremblingly.

The smoke entered the lungs, and under the effect of nicotine, he had already done a good job of mental construction.

Su Yaohui smiled bitterly, "Ma Suqin introduced her to a partner and got married. ”

Married......

Ling Su's throat tightened, and his heart contracted violently.

Huaihua is married, and her husband is not him.

"I heard that the character of the object of the acacia flower is okay, it seems to be called ...... The crow is bright, but it's a pity that the two of them don't have a man and a woman! ”

Su Yaohui's eyes were misty, and he fell into memories.

Ling Su's mind flashed, like a person who fell into the deep sea and waited for death to see the hope of life.

He knew very well about Crow Bright and Xia Huaihua.

It's back to the far side.

So...... Where is the acacia now?

………

………

The locust flower is awakened.

She remembered seeing a glare of light and lost consciousness.

There was still light in her clear eyes, but it was pitch black in front of her.

Suffocating darkness.

"Ling Su?"

Her voice echoed through the cramped space.

Xia Huaihua's heart sank, and her trembling hands explored the darkness in front of her.

The tentacles were cold walls, and she explored around to finally know where she was.

God made a joke that wasn't funny.

She's back to square one.

Or......

Everything that had happened was the fantasy of her, a dying man.

Ling Su ......

It was also a hallucination that she appeared.

She was still waiting to die in this cramped space.

"I don't want it! I don't want it! I don't want !! She was afraid to hit the walls, fumbling in the darkness, breathing in the only oxygen she had.

If there is no rebirth, there will not be such despair.

Ling Su, what a familiar name, she could even paint his face in the dark.

"Is it fake? Is everything fake?"

"Lingsu !!"

"Are you a fake?"

She yelled wildly at the wall.

Helpless, like a cold viper, wrapped around her ankles, reached her neck, slowly tightened, tightened again.

Cold...... Helpless...... Suffocate...... There is also endless despair.

"I can die...... Can die...... Probably not...... Can you not be so cruel to erase his existence! ”

All kinds of past appeared in front of Xia Huaihua's eyes, Ling Su smiled, because of the embarrassment when she gave her food, and the fake seriousness when she was caught......

"Sophora flower, good!"

"Huaihua, can you be obedient!"

"Xia Huaihua, do you want to go to heaven?"

When I woke up, it turned out that there was nothing.

She was still the miserable, desolate, and orphan girl who had to be kicked twice after being thrown away.

The love of this life, in the final analysis, is just her dying fantasy.

How ridiculous!

In the dark, Xia Huaihua lowered her arms and stood there quietly, tears falling silently.

The heartache is extreme, and it turns out that the fear of death can be diluted.

Since everything is her one-man show, let's end it!

She closed her eyes, let the air thin, let death come slowly, she even looked forward to death, if she died, would her heart be less painful?

Isn't it okay to be with Ling Su?

There was a suffocating pain in her chest, the cells in her body were gradually dying, she could no longer support the weight of her body, her forehead leaned against the wall in front of her, and slowly closed her eyes......

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