Mo Li struggled to get up, obviously the bottom of her body was soft and warm bedding, but she still seemed to be drowning in the boundless sea of blood, unable to extricate herself, she sat there and gasped violently, and after a while, it took a while to reluctantly suppress the sadness and despair.

A pair of flower candles in the room are burning quietly, and there are faint starlight flashes between the flickering candles.

She and Dong Rin personally bought it from the bazaar on earth, she said that she loved the bright stars, and wanted to add a ray of starlight to this candlelight, which was her whimsical idea when she was a child, but Dong Rin was very powerful, and actually helped her achieve it.

Originally, she was looking forward to the situation when she lit this happy candle, but after being soaked in the sea of blood in her dream, even this pair of red candles seemed so ridiculous!

Mo Li waved his arm to extinguish the candle, and the originally festive and warm wedding room immediately fell into darkness and dead silence.

She felt the edge of the bed and got up, pulled a robe and put it on, just walked out barefoot, and when she passed outside, she saw Mo Tang, the bleak moonlight shone on her face, she was asleep, and her brows were still wrinkled.

Mo Li stared at her for a long time, gently tucked the quilt on her body, and walked out quietly.

Mo Tang guarded her for most of the night, and at this time she was asleep and unconscious.

Outside, the spring breeze is sweeping, blowing down thousands of plum blossoms, and the ground is full of red.

Mo Li stared at the red again.

It was clearly not a red fall, it was the blood and tears of her relatives!

And ah, how can this spring wind give birth to this winter red plum?

This red plum should have bloomed in the wind and snow, but it was intoxicated with this lingering spring, forgetting where it came from and where it belonged, it was really ridiculously stupid!

It's time to correct this mistake.

She is the red plum in the wind and snow of Meishan, she has never been, and should not bloom in this lingering spring!

Mo Li walked barefoot through the absurd dream of spring, sharp stones, cutting her feet, piercing the pain in her heart.

However, no matter how painful it is, there is no pain that day!

The red nightgown brushed the ground, leaving scarlet dots in its wake.

She just walked in a certain direction, and kept going, even though it was a very small courtyard, but she felt that she had walked tens of thousands of steps, but it still didn't seem to have found her destination.

It's time for her to go to Dong Rin and put an end to the matter between him and her.

This small courtyard is so small, the front yard and the back house, there are only eight rooms in total, she lives in two marriage rooms, Dong Rin is not in it, the front yard is the residence of Rufeng Chengying and Chengyue, and he naturally can't live there.

Therefore, it was only possible for him to live in the other two rooms next to the marital room.

In fact, she didn't need to go down the stairs at all, she didn't need to go through this merlin, she only needed to walk through the corridor connected by the four rooms, and it only took a few short steps to stand directly in front of the east rin room, face this man, and do what she had to do.

But she still can't get rid of this stupid disease, she went around in such a big circle, walked so many steps, and walked to the bloody feet, she actually got lost in this boxy and clear courtyard!

It's ridiculous!

"Ah Li......" Dong Rin's voice sounded behind him, "I'm here!"

Since Mo Li fell into a coma, he has been waiting for her under the porch.

During this period, she wanted to check on her condition several times, but Mo Tang refused, but fortunately, Chengyue visited on her behalf, knowing that she was okay, he was relieved, and sat down at the bottom of the steps to wait for her.

He knew that this time, she would definitely come.

The hanging sword above his head will eventually fall.

He had thought countless times about what kind of scene it would be, but he didn't expect that on the day he thought about marrying her, he didn't expect that she would linger under the moonlight for so long.

In fact, as long as she looked up, she would see him sitting there waiting for her.

But she never looked up, she didn't look up like him once, she was like a lost kitten, rushing left and right in every square inch, he could see her crying and crying, he could see her grieving, he could see her stumbling, she fell and got up several times.

She stumbled forward in the moonlight, and she turned back countless times, but she never looked at him.

He could feel it, she, reluctant to kill him!

She hated him, hated him to the extreme, but she was still reluctant, so like a little fool, she kept going around here, a small courtyard, but she seemed to be walking in a desert full of wind and sand, unable to find an exit, and unable to find a direction.

Dong Rin has been looking at her since the moment she went out, and the last time he stared, he was greedy, so he wanted to look at her a few more times, but when he saw her bloody feet, his heart was like a knife, and he took the initiative to open his mouth.

"I'm here ......," he stood up, and walked towards her step by step, he was still wearing the red wedding dress of the two of them, but the night was too dark, and the dazzling red, under the bleak moonlight, had turned into a dull inky black.

He dragged the ink and walked slowly to her.

Mo Li had been standing there since he heard his voice, motionless, sensing that he was getting closer, his heart seemed to be held tightly by someone, and his body couldn't help but tremble slightly.

The voice behind "Ah Li......" was gentle and ethereal, as if it came from a distant sky, calling her softly like a conjuring spirit, "You are awake......

Mo Li subconsciously clenched his fists, his nails digging deep into his palms, and blood dripping down.

Soon, however, the blood-colored color quickly gathered in one place and gradually turned into a blood-colored blade.

Dong Rin looked at the bloody blade, his eyes became more pity, and his voice became softer.

He stood there, wanting to reach out and hug her, but halfway through the hug, he lowered his arm and said softly, "Ah Li, it's over, you've waited so long, you...... Thank you for your hard work......

Mo Li shuddered and turned his head to look at him sharply.

Under the moonlight, the man's smile was handsome and gentle, he raised his lips and smiled lightly at her, and in his dark eyes, there seemed to be stars falling with the snow, shining to the extreme, but also desolate to the extreme.

In an instant, the soft spring breeze instantly disappeared, the sky fell red, turned into a blizzard and fell, the north wind screamed, like the screams of relatives when they were dying, the sea of blood in the dream, surging, endless despair and mourning, completely shattered those light and sweet beauty.

The blizzard is falling, and there is no confusion in the eyes, only determination!

The hand that clenched the blood blade, at this time it was calm and agile, her chest was stirring with a violent aura, she no longer hesitated, she took a step forward suddenly, her face almost touched Dong Rin's face, and the blood blade stabbed into Dong Rin's stomach fiercely, and then, neatly stirred, picked up.

She could clearly hear the "click" of the blade as it cut through the flesh, and the scalp-tinging "creaking" of the tip of the knife against the bone.

The next moment, warm blood soaked his hands, and a strong bloody breath filled his nose.