Even if the couple who claimed to be her parents often watched her cry and occasionally aloof, she thought it was normal and tried desperately to make them happy.

But the imposter is an imposter after all, when the real eldest lady who disappeared came back a year later, she was instantly beaten back to her original shape, it turned out that she was just a random substitute for the rich and noble family when they missed their daughter, the guinea pig lost its use, and she was still the orphan Song Yixi who died of illness and no one asked.

The raindrops flowed down the wet hair into his eyes, and it hurt so much that Song Yixi wiped it off casually and found the key to open the door.

The silver key reflected the light, and the cardboard box at the door suddenly made a slight sound, and she subconsciously looked at it.

With just one glance, she froze instantly.

Should I say a teenager or a man...... This.

He sat on the ground with his knees crossed, his black hair soft, his thin shoulder blades against the wall, shivering badly from the cold or pain, perhaps sensing her gaze, and turning his head to look at her.

The sound of rain has not stopped, and the glory is beginning to bloom.

The shallow moonlight reflected a touch of white, and his black and clear pupils looked over, like a night lake that could not penetrate the light, reflecting extreme loneliness and coldness.

Many years later, Song Yixi recalled this scene, and his heart still couldn't stop fluttering.

has nothing to do with love, just for the beautiful and almost demonic face in Wen Shiyu.

At this time, Wen Shiyu had not yet exposed his twisted and indifferent nature, and she didn't know how powerful this man would warm her for the rest of her life, just looking at the furry ears on his head, she walked over with instinct, leaned over, and reached out to touch it.

In a trance, he muttered, "It's beautiful, a dog......"

Wen Shiyu shook his ears.

He looked coldly at the woman who fell to the ground after saying this, hooked the key with his slender hand, carried her directly on his shoulder, took the key and opened the door, and went in.

"Bang-"

Song Yixi's forehead was hot and his consciousness was confused.

She was pressed against the door, and the only thing she felt was his excessively cold lips, and his slightly sharp teeth stinged against her skin.

"Hmmm......"

Wen Shiyu pressed the tip of his tongue against the wound he had bitten, licking and sucking the blood that came out.

Hot, sweet, of a woman's blood.

Song Yixi felt that his consciousness disappeared little by little as the blood flowed out of his body, as if he was drowning in seawater, and gradually lost consciousness.

She...... Are you going to die......

Sucked to death by a strange dog man?

It's ridiculous.

Song Yixi's hand hung down softly.

Wen Shiyu paused slightly, slowly leaving her neck, his lips were stained with red blood, like a demon, sexy words rolled out of his throat, undisguised bloodthirsty desire, "It's useless." ”

He reluctantly glanced at her neck, which was stained with blood, and his slender fingers straightened her head, and pressed his rose petal-like lips together.

is like a spirit that gives people the spirit of the myth, Song Yixi's face improved little by little in the breath of his crossing.

A moment later, Wen Shiyu left her lips without the slightest nostalgia, staring at her indifferent eyes without waves.

A night of light rain, late autumn is coming.

Song Yixi in the morning was woken up by freezing.

She coughed a few times, her body was very heavy and she had no strength, she didn't feel well when she went to Qin Tong's villa last night, and she really had a fever.

Song Yixi got up and wanted to find a few cold medicines, but suddenly felt that her neck was a little itchy, and she subconsciously looked down.