On the Finnish island of Green, it was even more difficult for her to escape.

The island, as ever, is as beautiful as a fairy tale. But now it seems that it is a delicate cage. She knew Miyachi's intentions, he wanted to trap her on this island forever.

Lan Qingchuan opened her eyes, this was the room when she was still in the first place.

Heavy rosewood, precious brocade, classical patterns, hollow carved windows. There were one or two pink branches stretching out of the window, and there was an incense burner on the table in front of the window, burning the spices of the south.

In such a quiet environment, she felt powerless, and her eyes were blurred.

I haven't dreamed in a long time. She slept in the sun and took a slight nap. Thinking about it day by day, her daydream came and ended quickly.

She dreamed of the Lan family's manor in March, where the cherry blossoms in her grandfather's courtyard were all blooming and red clouds.

I dreamed of the cold spring again, under the bare magnolia tree in Xilin, a haggard and big-eyed boy.

She was so worried about it that she couldn't go back.

There were cold fingers touching her eyes, such a body temperature, Lan Qingchuan was naturally familiar. In Chu Li's impression, Gong Chi Ruo is cold everywhere except for breathing.

He wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes and asked her, "What are you crying about?" ”

Lan Qingchuan didn't answer, he just thought he was still in a dream, but the dream turned into a nightmare.

Gong Chiruo probably didn't have much patience with her, he directly pinched her chin and lifted it, and his fingers were forceful, pinching her awake. Lan Qingchuan was numb to the pain in her jaw a lot, and she opened her eyes to look at him.

"What does 'Chu Li' mean?" She asked.

"It's not interesting." A cold tone.

She smiled, "If it's not interesting, why do you still turn me into her?" ”

Miyachiruo stared at her, his voice low, "You're questioning me." ”

"If you can't turn me into her again, I'll probably be against you like this forever."

The beautiful man frowned, annoyed by his confrontation. He looked down at her, his long hair like splashed ink, cool, and without temperature. His eyes were so faint that she couldn't find her reflection in his.

The man was annoyed by her, pointed at her and said, "You're right, why should I save a useless leather face." Since you are not Chu Li, then go and die. ”

His hand was quick, and in the blink of an eye, he grabbed her throat. Lan Qingchuan couldn't see how he made a move, and his breath had already been taken away.

Her complexion was still pale without brilliance, and no matter how hard she tried, it was white, at most highlighting a few thin cyan tendons.

Her breath was already weak, blowing in the air. He suddenly retracted his strength in an instant, and put his hand behind his back.

He straightened up, his gaze gloomy.

Lan Qingchuan choked on the incoming air current, and coughed nonstop. When he raised his eyes, the man was dressed in black, his back was sharp and cold, and he disappeared after turning the screen.

If Gong Chi couldn't move his hand, he looked at that face, Chu Li's face, Chu Li's eyes, and he couldn't bear it.

How much I loved Chu Li's docile and obedient at the beginning, and how much I hate her stubbornness and indifference now.

Miyachiruo only wants to kill people now.

The island has a mild climate and plenty of sunshine. Miyachi Ruo felt irritable and bored. The island was once a favorite place, and he still remembers her smile and the bright stars in her eyes.

When she left that day, she asked if she would come back. But no matter how reluctant she is, she won't be able to come back after all.