Chapter 887: Dream Part I (113)
This body has been injected with various drugs since childhood, and it has been modified according to the physical condition of the twin brother, and it is not a normal person at all.
Bi Su Li was still haunting her, and a nameless fire burned from her body.
Bo Qing took a deep breath, the residual fragrance in the air disturbed her mind, she rubbed her temples, glanced at the syringe on the cabinet, and her eyes darkened a little.
She turned the person over and faced her, her voice hoarse: "Lili, see who I am." ”
The young man was dazed and heard someone calling him, he tried to open his eyes wide, through the crooked and slanted forehead lenses, he saw that the world was blurry, and there was a faint figure shaking, he blinked his reddened water, barely saw clearly, and called out uncomfortably: "...... Master. ”
"Hmm." Bo Qing leaned over and said, "Remember, it's me tonight." ”
With that, she turned off all the lights, and darkness spread through the room.
This night's earth dragon was extremely hot, like a raging fire in the stove room, burning wantonly, and when the tongue of fire wrapped the firewood, it made a crackling sound.
On a February day, it was still winter in Northern Europe, and the cold wind was rampant, but a thick layer of water mist rose on the glass window of a certain room, and the water droplets were dense, and finally slid down by gravity.
When Su Li woke up again, it was already the afternoon of the next day, and the sky was already dark, he looked at the golden gauze tent above his head, and was stunned for a moment, and it took a long time to remember where he was.
As soon as he was about to sit up, his whole body froze instantly, and the strange feeling from the hundreds of bones of his limbs swept through his mind like a monstrous wave.
He laboriously lifted the futon, and the scene on his body was like the reflection of the sunset in the lake, bright and gorgeous, stabbing his eyes.
He dragged his sore, semi-paralyzed body to the side of the bed, successfully touched his glasses, hurriedly put them on, and was once again stiffened by the sight in front of him.
Su jumped a little fast, trying to rummage through the memories of last night, but he couldn't remember anything, only remembered that someone had been shouting in his ear.
The cool and hoarse voice, the calm and slightly rippling tone, seemed to be ...... The host's.
He looked at the marks on his skin again, and an unprovoked excitement was like a tiny electric current rushing from the soles of his feet into his body, small but real.
Su Li suddenly thought of five years ago, in that dark and cold night, in a hotel near the school, when the other party hugged him, he had a strange mind for her, and that alternative feeling had sprouted, but he thought it was abnormal and snuffed out.
Then too much happened between them, thinking that it all ended with the glass slamming into the other cheek, and they were buried forever on a snowy night.
After years passed, I didn't expect that the story would continue again four years later, and in the form of a hurricane transit, the ultimate threat, the suffocating deprivation, and not giving him any resistance.
That person is always like this, as he was in high school, under the seemingly gentle skin is blood and toughness, the authority of the dominator and the inadmissibility of provocation, and letting him go for four years is estimated to be the devil's greatest tolerance.
Su Li thought about it in a mess, while feeling pathetic, he couldn't ignore the secret strangeness, he looked at his rag doll's body, an inexplicable grievance came up, he sniffed, and held back his tears from falling.
There was a 'grunt', the stomach screamed, and there was a shallow footstep outside the door, which was an extremely familiar rhythm.