A cold moon hung in the sky, the moon was bright, and thousands of stars were dimmed.

Mrs. Yan and Master Yan were seeing off the important guests away.

Lu Xiaoyou also stayed at the wedding banquet until the end, she looked around and noticed that she hadn't seen Yan Zhi for several hours.

"Is Yan Zhi going back?" Lu Xiaoyou asked the housekeeper of the Yan family next to him.

The housekeeper shook his head, "Mrs. was also looking for Miss just now, I heard the waiter say that the previous few sons drank too much and made a fuss, and the young lady went to check, and after those sons and brothers made trouble, they all left first." ”

Lu Xiaoyou was a little worried, "I'll go find Yan Fat." ”

In addition to the banquet hall, there are large and small cubicles on the upper two floors of the banquet hall.

Lu Xiaoyou walked upstairs, and she looked for it one room after another.

"Xiao Yu." On the aisle, Lu Xiaoyou heard the sound of Yan Zhi, she turned her head and saw Yan Zhi, so she hurriedly walked up.

"I finally found you, I haven't seen you at the banquet, I thought you went back first."

Lu Xiaoyou approached the swallow fat, only to find that the swallow fat was a little different from what he had seen before.

Her hair was tied back up, as if it was a little untidy due to the lack of a comb.

The makeup on Yan Zhi's face has almost receded, and on the pale and bloodless face, the red, swollen and broken lips are particularly eye-catching.

Lu Xiaoyou wanted to say something, she was sensitive to it, but when the words came to her mouth, she felt that it was really difficult to make a sound.

On the contrary, it was Yan Fat, who spoke first.

"I want to kill Shi Yan."

Her voice was hard and cold, her dark eyes were hollow and empty, as if someone had poked a big hole, and the biting cold wind drilled into her body.

Lu Xiaoyou's eyes widened slightly, not shocked by the words she heard, but shocked that such words would come out of Yan Zhi's mouth.

"I'm going to kill him"

She gritted her teeth, as if ((licking tiǎn)tiǎn) fishy sweet blood, and her voice became more and more desperate, in the dim and deep corridor, revealing deep pain and hatred.

On Yan Zhi's fair and tender face, there was a (love qg) thread that she had never had before.

Finally, as Shi Yan wished, he would be remembered by Yan Zhi all the time, and remembered in a hateful way

From then on, Shi Yan was a nightmare that she could not escape, and even if he would not appear next to Yan Zhi (身 shēn) in the future, the shadow and pain he left for Yan Zhi would always haunt her.

Maybe in the future, inadvertently, this pain will suddenly come out and erode the swallow fat.

So that she can no longer like and accept other people, so that she will always remember that the man named Shi Yan left a distinct mark on her (身shēn).

Lu Xiaoyou took a few steps forward, and Yan Zhi threw himself into her arms and buried his head in her neck socket.

There was a whimpering cry in the hallway, and now even the wind was low, and even the moon covered his face with a thin cloud.

How many tears must be shed before they can no longer be hurt?

Yan Zhi thought that it was impossible to stop the injury, and it would be impossible to stop on the day of the feast's death

The hot water that spewed from the unkempt hair splashed on the man's well-defined chest muscles, and when the shower gel foam in Shi Yan's hand wiped over his shoulders, he lowered his head and saw a purple-red tooth mark above his neck socket.

He touched the two rows of distinct tooth marks, and the shower gel seeped into the broken wound.

The wound hurt, but Shi Yan raised the corners of his lips and smiled.

This time, Yan Zhi finally left a mark on his (身shēn).