"It's late and late, don't dare to die."

"I and you have gone through seven stages of life and death." Li Jingchen's voice was dozens of degrees lower.

Extreme deep love, like a vine entwined, binds the human heart, getting tighter and tighter, almost breathless.

Su Wan's body stiffened, and she raised her head in a daze. After seven periods of life and death, what happened?

As soon as his gaze touched Li Jingchen's shoulder, his eyelashes trembled, and a tear like an ice diamond slipped down silently, like a light veil.

There was a wound burned by fire, the flesh was blurred and gushing with pus.

She was so shocked by this tragic situation that she forgot to cry, and her heart was clutched by a demon, and all the distress and sadness were stuck in her throat.

This fool, this madman, obviously has a wound on her shoulder, and he still holds her so hard.

Doesn't it hurt? Doesn't he really feel pain?

Li Jingchen's narrow eyes drooped, and half of his face gathered bone-eroding affection.

His voice was low and obsessive, infected with the sickness of the night: "Wanwan, I don't hurt." ”

"It doesn't hurt at all."

Paranoid people always don't cry out about pain.

Falling in love with her, he never retreats.

Su Wan looked at Li Jingchen in a daze, his eyelashes were thick and straight, forming a deep fan shadow.

Her heart was drunk, she had never seen a man's eyelashes so long, half-hiding his dark pupils, hiding the stars and the love that was eroding the bones.

Thinking, groping his eyelashes, her slender hand, slowly approached.

Suddenly, Li Jingchen opened his eyes, and the bottom of his eyes was like a deep lake, filled with a frightening hurricane, exploding in the dark night.

His voice was hoarse: "Wanwan, what do you want to do?" ”

Su Wan was inexplicably weak-hearted, and hurriedly retracted her hand: "No, it's okay." ”

The tips of Li Jingchen's lips twitched slightly, bending into an affectionate arc.

He grabbed Su Wan's hand, looked pious and firm, and gently dropped a kiss: "Wanwan, we are still together." ”

If they are destined to go through seven lifetimes of deep love, how many are left now?

Su Wan smiled lightly, her left ear was close to Li Jingchen's hard chest, listening to his strong and powerful heartbeat.

A hormonal tension that belongs to him is confusing people's nerves.

yes, thankfully, they're still together. No matter how tragic and painful things have been, it is good that they continue to be together and love each other deeply.

Things in the world are always wonderful, and she had lost her memory at the beginning, or maybe her nerves were a little confused, and she mistakenly thought that she was wearing a book.

I can't avoid a sick madman like Li Jingchen, but I still fall in love with her again.

Time flowed lightly, and even the evening breeze became extremely gentle, reluctant to disturb the two people who hugged each other tightly.

Su Wan suddenly exclaimed, grabbing Li Jingchen's collar: "Li Jingchen!" ”

Li Jingchen's dry and warm palm gently rubbed Su Wanxiang's sweet hair, and her gaze eroded her beautiful neck inch by inch.

He was close to her ear, and the magic voice that overflowed from his throat was intoxicating: "Evening, I'm here." ”

Su Wan's eyes were filled with water, and his voice was urgent: "Li Jingchen, how did you escape?" ”

"Obviously ......"

Mingming saw him turn around and rush into the flames, and in an instant, the fire had consumed the window, and the wall collapsed with a bang.

That tearing pain, she will never experience it again.

Li Jingchen's angular face gloomy at a speed visible to the naked eye, and he pursed his thin lips and did not speak.

But the roots of his ears were flushed, and he was trembling pitifully: "Evening, don't ask." ”

"Listen to me."

Su Wan didn't seem to notice Li Jingchen's abnormality, she dragged out her voice: "Li Jingchen ......"

Li Jingchen stared at Su Wan obediently, for a long time, his eyes were endless, and he devoured the poison.

He said sullenly, "There is a wooden board on the roof of the room, which can be pushed open and lead to the roof." ”

Gradually, his eyes became hollow, and he fell into lonely memories.

The voice became very low and deep: "Before, Wanwan hated me, hated me, even hated me. You will sleep in a separate room with me, and you will not let me come near me. ”

"I miss you."

"Just upstairs, watching you, thinking of you."