Chapter 111

Outside the house, the clouds were thick, so dark that it was almost impossible to see the original day, and it was a sunny day, but it was ready to rain.

It was dark everywhere, just like the black full of despair in Bai Jingmo's heart, which overwhelmed him, and his empty eyes muttered, "So...... Were you warning me at the time? ”

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"When a person can't love, he will hate because of love, and he can't help but want to break his lover's wings...... Let her not be able to fly away, cut off her care, and stay by his side forever! But he wouldn't understand that if he did, what awaited him would be her untold hatred......"

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"For Bai Jingmo, as long as he can keep her by his side forever, no matter what means he uses, he will not hesitate!"

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Just when he succeeded, he would never have thought that when he broke off the concern in her heart, she would actually ...... He's dead! Die in front of him! At that moment, he realized that what he had broken was her only concern in this world......"

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"Really? I don't know what Mo Yan will choose, but I know that if it were me, I would definitely not forgive him...... In this life, never die! ”

The scenes of the Night Mansion seemed to flash before his eyes, and the words that seemed like hell were still in his ears......

"Hahaha! I curse you to live in this world as well as death! I curse you that you will never get the love of your life! I curse you to see hope and once again to despair forever! Hahaha! ”

How stupid would he be to take the warning as a joke! How self-righteous he is to think that person loves him all the time! How stupid was he to kill her only reason for existence!

Retribution!

Everything is retribution!

What qualifications does he Bai Jingmo have to cry here! What right does he have to be uncomfortable! Why is he so uncomfortable!

Bai Jingmo laughed to himself, he finally understood the feeling of powerlessness and broken heart of Ye Ran who forced his beloved to death with his own hands! I once laughed at him for not loving, oh, how ridiculous!

Dye him at night...... In fact, there is only a shell left! Mo Yan couldn't feel happy, he couldn't feel happy, he exuded a cold breath! Revenge is their only belief now!

Bai Jingmo asked himself, what about himself? He, since he jumped off the cliff from worry-free, he has an irrepressible killing intent! Who does he want to kill?

Maybe...... It's himself.

Thinking about it, a weird smile curled into the corner of his mouth, and he picked up the vase on the side......

"Bang ......"

This feeling is that ordinary people can't bear the extreme depression in their hearts - they want to die! If Bing Ling'er is here, she must know that this is a precursor to depression!

"Young Master !!"

The housekeeper of the Bai family heard the sound in the room and rushed in, but Bai Jingmo didn't even look at him, continued to stare at his blood-spattered pulse, and smiled weirdly......

Since Bai Jingmo came back from the edge of the cliff that day, his eyes were empty, he didn't eat or drink, the door was closed, the head of the Bai family pushed the door several times, but he beat him out, and when he heard that his proudest son had committed suicide, he immediately rushed to the courtyard, but when he saw Bai Jingmo who was not shocked, he was angry: "What do you look like now!" For a woman, is it worth it! ”

Bai Jingmo smiled faintly: "I just want to see if this will make it feel better...... However, it seems to be getting worse and worse! ”

Maybe it's because I'm afraid of the feeling of being hurt, and I don't feel like messing with it anymore, so I close the door of my heart, and I won't feel hurt.

The bright red blood is like the manju sawa of hell, and a tragedy has just been staged on the other side of perfection, all the blood and tears in the withered thorns have grown a bud, which will go through the seven thunderstorms of reincarnation and then bloom in the damp.

Seeing his son like this, it was impossible not to feel distressed, and the head of the Bai family sighed: "Jing Mo ......"

"There are two kinds of death, physical death and mental death, whether it is physical death or mental death, it is sad, but mental death is more terrible, because when the heart dies, you have to live to be tormented by loneliness If the memory is as solid as steel, should I smile or cry"

Seeing that the originally shrewd eyes were full of gloom, the head of the Bai family shook his head and asked everyone to retreat, including himself, because he knew his son, even if he was desperate, he would definitely live! He...... Haven't completed your mission yet!

At this moment, the head of the Bai family suddenly felt that his hatred for whom he had decreased, because ...... It was their hatred that saved his only son!

After everyone left, Bai Jingmo lay on the side of the bed weakly, recalling the scene of jumping off the cliff, at that moment, he seemed to see the whole world collapse in front of me. The bricks in the ruins were engraved with vivid memories, and now they were quietly attached to the ground, no matter how careful he was to keep his walk quiet, he would eventually find that he was just a person exiled by memory.

Did I care too much about her? Or maybe she just doesn't care about me.

In fact, drunkenness and death are just a joke with forgetting, and when you think you have forgotten someone, you will find that it is more painful than when you remember her.

When it is sad, only one person bears it; Every moment I wake up from a nightmare, I am tired of facing the empty surroundings! I'm really tired of being independent of life and living in life......

I cried hoarsely last night, and now my eyes are swollen! Some pressure, some grievances, and some forbearance are the best way to vent with tears.

It rained, night came, and blood flowed......

The mutilated memories broke through the barrier of the skull, the blocked thoughts gradually broke away from the shackles of reason, the right hand that was grabbed was weak and weak for a moment, and the heart-rending pain spread all over the body, the crisp broken bones exposed the flesh, and the red gushing out was extremely enchanting under the light of the waning moon!

Red, dotted, flowed down the face, embellishing a crimson flower on the brocade.

There is a pain that makes the heart bleed, and this is the most helpless. The red fell quietly from mid-air, and fell to the ground to bloom red lotus.

It was a melancholy night, there were no bright stars but thick leaden clouds, and the streets were dim and misty behind the endless rain, and the dripping rain played a nocturne full of melancholy on the empty rainy night. It seems to hear the clear and ethereal voice crying, telling the unforgettable past.

Floating on the deserted streets in the rain and cold wind, without an umbrella or intention, just let the rain drench endlessly, bringing drops of wetness and chill, bringing a distant memory, gray memories.

It's always easy to reminisce on a night like this, to remember the feeling of that heartache. Walking in the cold wind, the thick melancholy lingers and lingers. The feeling of loss is most afraid of hearing the faint singing voice floating in the distance, and I can't help but touch the scene, so my heart hurts, and it hurts to the depths of my memory, the untouchable wound in my soul. Why do memories always occupy the whole mind?

Some opportunities pass by due to momentary hesitation, and some fate slips between the fingers due to momentary willfulness. Many feelings are alienated and indifferent, irretrievable, and only come from a thought; Many thanks are ashamed to express and buried deep in the heart...... Now, he can't afford to speak again.

Bai Jingmo said expressionlessly: "There is always some fate, because of a momentary willfulness, it slips between the fingers; Some feelings, due to a momentary impulse, regret a lifetime; Some people, once they turn around, it is a lifetime. ”

"I hate! I hate myself for how self-righteous I am! Mo'er ......"

"Am I ridiculous, I never told you I loved you! Because I dare not say it, because I am cowardly, because if you refuse, I will not be able to see you again in the future, and I would rather love you silently, and I can't let you know until you ...... Driven to death by me. ”

"Your heart doesn't belong to me anymore, but I still expect your response, knowing that I can't, but I'm still being pulled. ”

Let me spill my blood, let me call tenderly, let me take out my heart and liver, let me move the heavens and the earth. But I can't move you anymore.

Ran Wangfu, study.

Mo Yan took the painting and said with a wry smile: "You know what? I met a woman with eyes as beautiful and bright as you! She's smart and excellent! I used to think that your eyes were unique, but I didn't expect that there are more agile eyes than you! She's quirky, just like you! ”

After the pain, you won't feel pain, and some will only have an indifferent heart.

"If I could be with you, I would rather let all the stars in the sky fall, because your eyes are the brightest light in my life. ”

What makes you more beautiful is your eyes, it is your strength. I love your eyes, and your eyes are better than any light; I love all of you, and your beauty comes from your heart!

"It's a pity...... The pain of love is known to the heart, to the night, to the tears; The distance of love, the feet know, the dreams know, and the time knows. Gentle love, not rubbed but twisted; The love that is far away is not the footsteps but the time; Fluttering love is not a mood but a state of mind. ”

Ling, if one day you walk into my heart, you will definitely shed tears, because it is full of sorrow you give, and if one day I walk into your heart, I will also definitely shed tears, because it is all your indifference.

Love! What exactly?

Thinking about it, I pushed open the window and let the moonlight flow quietly on my skin, the light and elegant charm, and the fresh and implicit mood naturally flowed in my heart. The moonlight is like practice, the mood becomes clear and soft in the moonlight, and suddenly all kinds of touches and beauty in life are floating and smart.

Whether it's cold or not, everything doesn't matter. When the heart is cold, can the sun be warm?

"Shattering is not the cruelest thing. The most cruel thing is to step on these fragments and pretend not to be painful and stubbornly look for ......"

Mo Yan laughed at himself: "Heh, I'm really cheap!"

Our life will eventually be born for beauty, and happiness will be for ourselves. Those years that flow like water have already experienced all kinds of helpless feelings, cold and warm life. A drift with deep love and shallow fate will eventually cross the gap between fate and fate, even if you ask about the autumn wind, see all the fallen leaves dyed red, the story; It's still the scenery after the bustle.