European-style old castle, the flowers in the garden are in full bloom, butterflies stop on the flowers, the woman carelessly plucks a bright red rose, and the butterflies that stop on it are frightened and fly away.

When the woman saw the butterfly flying away, she pinched the flower, crushed the petals, and destroyed the flower with her spicy hands.

The blue butterfly flew upwards and flew in through the gap in the attic. It tried to fly out, but couldn't find an exit, and ended up wandering around in the dimly lit attic.

The attic is small and closed, the windows are sealed with wooden strips, and the only way to let in the light is the gaps in the walls.

A woman lying on straw had a blank look in her eyes, and she was wearing a long gray dress, but on closer inspection, it might have been a long white dress, but now it was too dirty.

The woman looked at the butterfly that was trapped in the attic and couldn't find an exit, the corners of her mouth twitched, and there was a bitter smile: I don't go to a good place, but I came here, it seems that you can only wait for death here with me.

She had lost her voice, and she had not been able to make a sound since the night she gave birth.

The woman's hands and feet were handcuffed with chains, and her wrists and ankles were thickly scarred, apparently struggling and worn out again and again, and finally leaving such a thick scar.

The door, which had been closed, opened, and a woman walked in, the woman who was spicy and the woman snuggled in the arms of the blonde man in the videotape.

She saw butterflies flying in, which is why she came here.

She couldn't remember how long it had been since she had arrived, but she was about to forget about the twin sister who had been locked here.

"Sister, I've come to see you." She reached out and grabbed the butterfly, and the next moment, the butterfly was crushed by her wings and could no longer fly.

The miserable butterfly at this moment is like a "sister" who is chained hand and foot.

"Sister, you must live well." It seemed that it was a very tiring thing to climb up to the attic, so she took a few breaths and covered her heart: "This heart is really getting more and more useless." ”

She walked to the woman who was chained, took out a handkerchief, gently wiped the dirt off the other party's face, and looked at the face that was exactly the same as herself, but a little more heroic and stubborn, she laughed lowly: "Sister, this is all what you owe me, the debt you owe in the mother's womb, and now I have to pay it back in a lump sum." I should feel fortunate that although my sister took too much nutrients in my mother's belly, which caused me to be weak and sick, and I was born with a heart disease, at least I was born without a hitch. ”

She threw away the dirty handkerchief in her hand, and a touch of gloom flashed on her pale face: "But compared to the twin children that my sister once conceived, my sister was good to me, after all, she 'ate' another child!" ”

The woman glared at her viciously!

"Don't look at me with such a scary gaze, if you don't live well, what will happen to the child who is born, I don't know."

"Now she is four years old, and her mother raised her very well, and she is chubby for nothing."

"After all, she's her mother's granddaughter."

"But if my sister doesn't obey and dies, then the child will be the next target." She pointed to the heart, "There must be a heart to replace here." ”

The woman closed her eyes and chose to accept her fate.

If it weren't for the sake of that child, she would have committed suicide long ago, and how could she have lived forever, having their blood drawn, doing experiments, or waiting for the final heart transplant.

"I don't want to have children, but Henry wants one."

Hearing this, the woman lying on the straw frowned, and had a bad premonition.

"Sister, you're already very experienced anyway, can you help me have a baby? The child belongs to me and Henry, just to borrow your belly, I don't think you will refuse, right? I'm your own sister, so that's not too much, isn't it? ”

"By the way, I've read all of your diaries. It's really funny, I never thought that someone like my sister who looks like a boy would like it. I'm curious what the man in my sister's diary will look like? ”

"When my sister gives birth, my heart should be about the same. Sister, don't worry, I will use your heart to travel to China. I'm curious if I will beat violently when I meet that man with my sister's heart? After all, my sister loves him so much, maybe even if he dies, his heart will still beat violently because of your love! It's really exciting to find out! ”

She also said many, many words, and it seemed that the sight of the other party's painful and forbearant expression made her feel sickly happy, and the butler came to the door, "Miss, Mr. Henry has come to you." ”

"Okay, I know."

She stopped teasing the poor little mouse, and before turning around to go out, she suddenly lowered her voice: "Sister, you said that if I pretend to be you to find him, will he take me for you!" Hahaha, don't cry, I'm just joking, I'm not interested in Chinese men, how can I have my Henry? ”

……

Hotel room

The little girl was sleeping in a very bold position, with her back and her mouth pouting, as if she was muttering something in her dreams.

Gu Lin, who had just come out of the shower, dried her head, for fear that the noise of the hair dryer would wake her up.

Gu Lin hadn't slept well for many years, and long-term insomnia had plagued him, and now that he was in a strange environment and had a child by his side, he couldn't sleep even more.

He tossed and turned several times, and just as he turned over again, a small figure jumped on his bed: "Dad, can't you sleep?" ”

"Are you awake?"

"I'm waking up like this!"

"Four?"

"That's right!" Xiao Lingling raised his chin proudly: "Yinshi, the best time to cultivate!" When the sun and the moon alternate, the power is doubled! ”

Xiao Lingling pulled Gu Lin to sit up: "Dad, you learn from me, just sit cross-legged like this, with your hands on your knees!" ”

"You can't sleep anyway, follow me to cultivate and ensure that your father is healthy and lives a long life!"

Xiao Lingling taught the Dafa of breathing in a serious way: "Inhale, exhale, feel yourself, and look inside yourself ......"

Gu Lin: "......"

He just thought he was accompanying the child to play with immortals.

It's just that today's children don't play the play of their parents, why is it popular to play the play of cultivating immortals?

When the staff of the program team assaulted, the scene I saw when I opened the door was:

The two of them, one older and one younger, sat cross-legged on the bed, their eyes closed, and their faces exhaled seriously.

"Ah......h Gu Dingliu, what are you doing...... Cultivating immortals? "Zhang Liang can't be rectified.

The audience in the live broadcast room laughed like crazy:

[The top-notch painting style, is there a lot of Xianxia dramas recently? ] 】

[Not to mention, it's almost the same as his recently released new drama, the role of Master Xianjun, sitting cross-legged in exactly the same posture!] 】

[This is too deep into the play, do you really think of yourself as an immortal? ] 】

[Actually, Brother Lin has seen a lot of the appearance of cultivating immortals, and there is nothing unusual, what is going on with Xiao Lingling? ] I'm laughing to death! Her movements are a bit standard, and her little face is so serious and serious! 】

[Xiao Lingling wants to cultivate immortals and ascend? ] 】

[Combined with her small appearance of playing suona and fortune telling, I think the program team owes her a robe! ] 】

[I strongly ask the program team to arrange a set of robes for Xiao Lingling to wear, and the effect of recording the show is absolutely amazing! ] 】