One night.

Nanyu spent the whole night in that bathroom.

Maintaining that shrunken posture, the little girl, her white little face was indifferent, and the corners of her eyes were shining.

Dropped, shattered.

The eyes as calm as stagnant water, the dark and bright eyes of the girl have receded from the usual brightness, and the death silence is boneless.

She curled up in the corner of the bathroom, hugging her knees fiercely, her soaked body getting cold. The girl's muttering voice was very soft and soft, but it seemed to be hysterical despair and sorrow, which melted into the bone marrow.

"No, no"

The voice slowly precipitated, and finally fell silent, with delicate and slightly frowning eyebrows, tightly pursed lips, and extremely light color.

It was as if she had thought of something terrible, and her eyes were utterly terrified.

Blood-stained.

It's overwhelming.

In distant memory, it was also such a bathroom.

The woman's white hands hung limply on the cold ground, and her long black hair spread all over the ground, as if it had lost its luster.

The ground was in a mess, with scattered water stains and red blood stains. Her white dress was stained with a little blood, demon red, under the illumination of the light, like an open Manzhu Sahua, full of blood.

Blood.

It's all blood

"Ahh

"Don't come, don't come."

Nanyu suddenly raised her tone, and her originally soft voice became sharp.

Faint beads of sweat appeared on the girl's forehead, sharp pain in her head, nerves seemed to be pulled, her brain was blackened for a while, and uncontrollable dizziness was overwhelming.

Scenes of memories emerge in front of me, one after another, like the film of a black-and-white movie, turning over the yellowed traces of time like a glimpse of light.

Faces appeared in Nanyu's mind, and finally froze on a delicate and beautiful face.

It was a child.

A small snow-white figure, wearing a small shirt.

The big black and beautiful eyes, as bright as broken stars, are incredibly beautiful.

A cold and beautiful face.

Extremely familiar.

Nanyu's eyes gradually blurred, her lips moved slightly, and she spit out two words, and her tone was very complicated, as if how many wordless emotions were brewing.

"Inkstone"

She stretched out her cold fingertips and wanted to grab the handrail on the side and stand up, but unfortunately her whole body was weak, and the girl's petite figure slowly fell down.

The star-like beautiful eyes gradually closed.

Consciousness is gradually dissipating.

Endless nights are long, sleepless.

The crystal morning dew sprinkled outside the window slid lonely from the green leaves to the ground, reluctant to break away from the bond.

Like parting tears, crystal clear. Beautiful without a trace of impurities, but heart-wrenching.

I don't know how long it took.

Nanyu woke up.

She struggled to sit up, BNN's fingertips touching the coldness of the wall, and she shook almost instantly.

Nanyu only felt that her head hurt.

Confusion of thoughts.

She seemed to remember something.

It was a very distant memory, in the corner where the memory was buried.

This period of time is a terrible memory that she once cherished and loved, and it is also a terrible memory that she does not want to remember.

"Gu Yange."

Nan Yu read his name, and after a pause, she said softly: "Yanyan? ”

"It turned out to be you."

She smiled.

The eyebrows are picturesque, the eyebrows and eyes are crooked, and it is incredibly clean.

Laughing and laughing, Nanyu cried again.