domesticated vicious dog

Within a few seconds, the sound of messy footsteps passed the door.

The green light floating in the lower part of the opposite wall, like the scent of green onions and woods filling the nose, instantly soothed Su Deng's panic and fear of approaching the border.

After there was no movement outside the door, a hand touched her eyes, and there was the sound of a switch being pressed. Then, the fingers were slightly opened, and after a while, the hand was completely removed from her face.

The world is white.

Su Deng saw Jiang Zhou in gray formal attire, leaning his head down very close to her.

Greedy, worried, puzzled, angry...

All kinds of emotions emerged from those gentle eyes, and finally all kinds of emotions froze on her collarbone.

A cynical smile flashed across Su Deng's face. She pushed him away, and lifted the layered tulle on her arm, "Is it pretty? There are many more." She raised her other hand, and then pulled her long hair in front of her. , revealing the snow-white back.

"Neng, here, and here, these are all, do you like it..."

As if struck by lightning, a huge shock appeared in Jiang Zhou's eyes, and then, the tide receded, revealing a strangely shaped painful reef.

He grabbed Su Deng's arm violently, preventing her from lifting her skirt, "Is it Gu Mo, or..."

"Snapped--"

The burning pain swept across the entire left face, Jiang Zhou turned his head, and then, another slap came out one after another, this time in the opposite direction.

Instead of retreating, he followed her hand and slapped himself hard.

In just a moment, his fair cheeks swelled slightly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and faint bright red overflowed from the corners of his mouth.

Suddenly, the mocking mask on Su Deng's face was covered with cobwebs, and vertical cracks appeared, "How dare Gu Mo do this to me?" She screamed back, "It's Song Changjin, you threw me to him, For a month and a half, he locked me up, you don't know that he treats me..."

She quickly lowered her head, and her indignant voice disappeared like a fire.

"He told me..." She opened her mouth slightly, and she tried hard to express the embarrassment, but sadly found that she couldn't do it.

Freedom is restrained, dignity is trampled on, and health is also damaged just a little bit.

The wings she once cherished so much were all pulled out by Song Changjin in the dark night, one by one, bloody and fleshy.

"I'm sorry, Su Deng..."

Touching her upper and lower eyelids with warm fingertips, she raised her head, only to realize that the world in front of her was suddenly blurred.

"I'm sorry, it's all my fault. I shouldn't ignore you just because I'm angry for a while."

"Deng Deng, stop crying."

The next moment, she was brought into a warm embrace full of familiar aromas.

"I thought it was because I was being sentimental, that you and Gu Mo had already...didn't expect this to happen, I'm sorry."

"It's all because of my negligence. I'm a coward, a coward. I failed to stay by your side. I really..."

With his big hands stroking the back of her head tightly, Su Deng felt the body trembling as he hugged him, like the voice of its owner, and the deep pain contained inside almost drowned her.

"Is an apology useful? You will never be able to make up for what I have experienced in the past one and a half months." Heartbroken, she heard her cold voice resounding in the safe passage.

The two distanced slightly.

The pain was like a crushed lilac blooming on Jiang Zhou's face, he shook his head, a few drops of transparent liquid splashed into the air along with his strength, and shattered perfectly round on his reddish cheeks and the dusty ground .

With tears in his eyes, and choking with each other speechless, at that moment, a strange joy rose in Su Deng's heart.

She caressed his face, "Do you think it's dirty?"

"Don't say such things." The cheekbones shook, and the skin was rubbed against the palm.

Her lingering eyes embraced the choking voice, like moths flying to a flame, they stuck on her tough thorns without hesitation.

"It's too late to hold you in the palm of my hand, how could I dislike you."

"But I have already been played\by others." Su Deng said cruelly.

Sure enough, the person in front of him was stunned for a moment.

Then, he shook his head, as if he had made up his mind, he held her face and pressed it against her forehead.

"Every time you are angry, you always like to say things that hurt yourself on purpose. You hurt one thousand enemies and eight hundred harm to yourself." In the empty corridor, the voice became more and more self-consistent and gentle like fish in water, "In the past, I I won’t believe it, but this time, I will keep it in my heart.”

"You want me to suffer a thousand times more pain than you, right? Deng Deng, you got what you wanted."

"You don't know, in fact, even if you let me accompany you to hell, even if there are mountains of swords and seas of fire, and the death penalty is added to your body, I will be willing."

"Su Deng, if you are covered with dirt, I will not be able to see you. I am what you are. Wherever you are, I will be where you are. Your country is my country, and your god is my god." .”

The same vows were handed out one after another, and Su Deng slowly widened his eyes.

"If you can't hate it, I can also go to that kind of place and call a man like him on me..."

"No."

Su Deng covered his lips with his hands, not allowing him to continue speaking.

"I really can't make up for the hurt you went through, but I can become someone like you."

The eye sockets were red, but the light flickering inside was firm and dazzling, shining on the hard boulder lingering in her heart, softening countless edges and corners.

In the years that followed, when Su Deng recalled these short minutes, he would sigh countless times.

Although these words were pleasant to hear, she was also very touched when she heard them, but when she calmed down afterwards, she still had the hallucination of idiots talking about dreams.She doesn't believe in things that cannot be traced back to the source and have no roots.

Later, later, unexpectedly, fate tricked people, and a word became a prophecy.

"I've searched all around, but I can't see anyone."

"The positioning shows that it is near here, it's just such a big place, look carefully again, don't tell people to run away..."

The sound of chaotic footsteps and anger came from outside the door, instantly destroying the sad pain and unknown beauty in the narrow safe passage.

The two immediately held their breath and concentrated.

About 2 minutes later, at the innermost part of the passage, the door leading to the underground garage was quietly opened a gap.

The side corridor on the first floor of Aegean Island.

Jiang Zhou stood tall and tall, with his right hand stretched out, like a solid city wall, blocking the way of a group of people outside the door.

"Ah." The person at the front raised his hand to signal the people behind him not to come forward, "Jiang Zhou, long time no see."

"Have you seen my angel?"

Jiang Zhou's face was frosty, "Tell your people to stop, otherwise, I will do my best to make you pay a price that is ten times more painful than this."

"Oh? That's not what you said when you handed her over to me."

"Song Changjin!" The voice suddenly turned up, he strode forward and grabbed the man's collar, "Ten years of pen pal, one year of classmate, I trust you so much, before I leave, I let you take care of her, but what about you, a lie Literally, deceiving and concealing, you are not as good as a beast! You did such a thing to her!"