101 Marriage Proposals: Hei Di's Sky-high Lover

Who has accompanied him to suffer in hell?Who was humiliated with him in hell?Who has accompanied him through the ups and downs of despair?And who was it that accompanied him through such unbearable things?

It's her!

It's Xinshangshang!

Even if he presented the best and most beautiful things in the world to her, he still couldn't make up for the nightmarish experience ten years ago.

She is only ten years old, she is just a little girl, they are all just children, such beasts, such beasts, such inhuman scum, such bastards who treat them as inferior to livestock, why did he kill them early?

He should return it thousands of times, he should... A breath of stagnation was accumulated in his heart, and with a puff, a mouthful of bruised blood spurted out from his mouth.

Dark red blood splashed onto her hair, clothes and the ground, and Chang Mian was startled, "Chang Mian, what's wrong with you, Chang Mian? Chang Mian, don't scare me!"

"Ahem... I'm fine." He wiped the corners of his mouth and eyes again, and repeated, "I'm fine."

"Let's go." Fu Hong stood up, and Yang Yang was helping him with his clothes.

Leng Heng came over to help Chang Mian. Chang Mian shook his head, let go of his clothes, and got up from the ground. He looked up and found snowflakes floating in the sky again. Large flakes were like cotton wool, covering the sky and covering the ground. The pure white color could not conceal the darkness in his heart.

"I want to be alone for a while, you all go down."

"Do you still want to go crazy alone?" Shangshang grabbed his arm, "Is there something, can't you deal with it calmly?"

Why act so sad and angry?

She feels sorry for him like this.

"If you haven't vented enough, I'll ask a few more people to come up and practice with you." Fu Hong looked at him.

Chang Mian shook her head, and gently opened Chang Chang's hand. "I want to be alone."

Changshang spread his arms around his waist again, shook his head and said: "I won't go, I will watch you, lest you abuse yourself again."

He had no choice but to lift her up, carried her downstairs, returned to the ward, returned to the warm room, sometimes felt that happiness was out of reach, and then one day suddenly realized that all happiness had already entered the track.

It's just that beauty is sometimes mercilessly split open by a sharp knife, revealing the painful scar inside.

He went to the small bathroom in the ward to wash his face, submerged his whole body in the water, and held his breath. After several minutes, before he was suffocated, he raised his head violently.

The self in the mirror, his eyes were full of blood-red hostility, which couldn't be lingered no matter what.

He wiped his face with a dry towel, returned to the hospital bed, took off his shoes and lay down beside her, kissing her lips lightly, neither deep nor other restless movements, just sucked gently Allowing her soft and waxy lips, tasted a little bit, moved up all the way, kissed the tip of her nose, eyes, and forehead, caressing her tenderly, not like the crazy person just now, but more like an affectionate man.

Changshang opened her eyes and watched him kiss her affectionately with closed eyes. She heard his steady breathing, and there was a bloody smell in her nostrils, so she suddenly called out to him.

"Chang Mian?"

"Hmm..." He whispered, his voice was hoarse.

"Ask the nurse to bandage your palm," she felt that her tone was not gentle enough after she finished speaking, and added the word "la" after a few seconds of interruption.

"A little injury, it's fine."

"It's not in the way, it can be described as horrible." Shangshang moved a bit, struggling to get up and call the nurse, but he hugged him even tighter.