This host can handle it, let her be the villain, she is the real deal

There is a sea of ​​flowers on the terrace, warm roses, and snowflakes fluttering like willow catkins. The lights are warm yellow, and the delicate petals are covered with snowflakes. They are extremely red and white, just like the phantom in the castle.

The girl stood on tiptoe, with a petite figure, and her whole body was firmly held in the arms of the man.

With her arms around the man's neck, she raised her face and kissed him.

The man didn't dodge, he stood straight and seemed to be stunned.

Ambiguity surged between the atmosphere.

Just like a very ordinary couple, after creating a surprise and romance, you and I started to kiss each other.

On this day, Shen Yue saw her boy kissing a girl other than her.

There was no one, and in a corner not far away stood a pale woman in a white sweater.

His long black hair was loosely draped over his shoulders, messy strands of hair hung down on both sides of his pale and sickly cheeks, and his lips were very red, erosive and bright, as if he had been bitten again and again.

Like dewdrops on the branches and leaves, she quietly looked at the two people not far away, her dark and wet eyes were misty, and there was a sense of brokenness between her brows and eyes.

The gift in hand also seemed to become extremely heavy.

He clenched the hand beside him tightly as if self-mutilating, and the nails were embedded in the flesh, causing dense pain like needle pricks.

This kind of pain is infinitely magnified, but she doesn't seem to notice it now, obviously she was so afraid of pain before.

She left in a daze, not knowing where she was going, and slid along the cold wall to the ground.

The scene of the two of them kissing repeated in my mind.

After all, she is just a passer-by in Qi Rui's world, with a scribbled name, maybe in a few years, Qi Rui won't even think of her as a person.

No one will know that there is a tree under the blue bricks and red tiles, and the girl under the tree.

Shen Yue's heart stabbed fiercely, and a sweetness rushed to her throat. She lowered her head and covered her lips, coughing like her heart was torn apart.

When I opened my hands, I saw blood stains on the palm of my hand.

The things in front of her eyes became distorted, and even black spots appeared. She pressed her forehead firmly, closed her eyes for a while, and when she opened them again, they were all blurred.

She blinked, but her eyes were still hazy, like a mist.

Just when she was helpless and confused, a man's deep and magnetic voice came from her ear.

"Shen Yue?"

She stayed for a while, looking over in a daze, but she could only vaguely see one outline, and couldn't see the rest, she couldn't even see the man's face clearly.

The man's voice was full of doubts.

"Why are you sitting on the ground?"

He subconsciously wanted to squat down to help the woman up, but he remembered the woman's resistance last time, and stopped his outstretched hand.

The man with three-dimensional facial features and a clear and tough outline is condescending, with a gentle and polite voice: "Can you get up by yourself?"

Shen Yue hid her hands behind her back and stood up while leaning against the wall. She tried her best to hold her expression, but people could still see the thin redness at the end of her eyes.

It's like secretly applying a layer of rouge, very beautiful, like a moon blooming flowers.

She lowered her eyelashes in a panic: "No, it's okay."

Qi Rui was silent for a while, staring at her with his dark eyes, and he finally spoke after a minute, his tone was still soft, but it concealed indifference.

"Since you're fine, go back to your room and rest, it's already late."

After saying this, he stepped up and wanted to leave.

Seems like it was just a coincidence.

Shen Yue pursed her lips lightly, her vision gradually became clear, her eyebrows and eyes were clear and gentle, and a few strands of hair hung down to her forehead, so she raised her snow-white fingers, and gently pulled her hair away. ears.

The woman's voice is very gentle, which is very comfortable to listen to.

Passing the gift box in her hand, she smiled lightly, her eyes flushed.

"It's a gift, and it's not expensive. I hope you don't dislike it."

Qi Rui watched, his brows raised involuntarily, because seeing the woman in such a state, he even impulsively wanted to pull her into his arms.

If he hadn't held down his hand firmly, he might not be out of control.

The man is tall and his body is a bit cold.

Lowering his eyes slightly, he reached out to take the small and exquisite gift box.

Fingertips touch, extremely soft.

Qi Rui's nerves were pulled into a string, and he was about to collapse.

His voice was hoarse, "Thank you."

I wanted to say something, but the woman just wanted to give a gift, and after delivering it, she turned around and left without hesitation.

Not even a word was left.

Qi Rui looked down at the gift with a cold expression.

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She hurried back to the room and closed the door, coughing heart-piercingly, she covered her mouth tightly with her hands, but there was still blood left between her fingers.

Sliding through the fingers, drop by drop fell on the clean white sweater, like blossoming blood flowers.

The light in her eyes gradually dimmed.

Some people have exhausted all their strength just to live.

Can it get better?

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Qi Rui's room is unexpectedly monotonous, every part reveals a cool and unique atmosphere, all the colors are only black, white and gray, which inexplicably reveals a sense of depression.

He had just finished taking a shower, and his hair was still wet and a little messy. He lowered his head and lit a cigarette, and the mist filled the air.

The usually calm and peaceful eyebrows and eyes are rarely surrounded by melancholy and confusion.

Looking at the sapphire blue gift box on the table, it was not as big as the palm of his hand. After he took it back, he kept it there without opening it.

His eyes were gloomy, and his heart suddenly jumped.

He gently rubbed his fingertips twice, but he couldn't hold back, and opened the gift box.

It is a tie.

Black base with white stripes.

Dull and old-fashioned, especially old-fashioned.

It really felt like the woman picked it out by herself.

The corners of the mouth, which had been tense all the time, were slightly bent, even the man himself didn't notice it.

He repeatedly touched it with his fingers several times, and he couldn't put it down.

After observing back and forth for an hour, he finally closed the gift box.

Turning his gaze, he paused, and landed on his own palm, his pupils constricted slightly.

There was a small piece of bright red blood on the originally clean palm, perhaps it had just been glued on, and the color was still very light.

Qi Rui thought to himself, did the woman bump into something by accident?Her skin was so thin and looked so fragile, as long as the blood flowed down, it couldn't be stopped.

Afterwards, he carefully observed where there was a wound on the woman's exposed skin, but found that there was no wound at all, except that occasionally there would be a small bruise on the exposed wrist, which must have been accidentally knocked.

However, a strange thought still flashed through his mind, and he was a little inexplicably flustered.

When he got busy with work, he put this matter behind him again.