Campus Series: Sakura Ghost School

After getting married, that man was very fond of the woman, the two were inseparable, and they were filled with smiles every day, but this scene was seen and cared by the other six wives. .Although she also had a smile on her face, there was a sinister look in her eyes. .

Not long after this time, the picture of the man when he went out for battle was transformed in the screen, and from this day on, it never appeared again. .

And that woman can only look at the gate of the courtyard every day when the sun goes down.Looking forward to that figure, but every time, I am disappointed. .

But facing the other six wives every day, he always showed no face to her. Gradually, his behavior became worse and he said nothing to her. .

In the picture, staying in a room, in a quiet room, the six ladies said something to the woman, their eyes were full of viciousness, one of them slapped the woman, and then went out angrily with the rest. .

As for the woman, she was so soft that she lay on the edge of the bed, crying softly, looking very aggrieved. .

The picture kept changing for an unknown amount of time. In the end, it stopped at night, and the lights in the house were turned off. However, in a room in the courtyard, the six ladies kept discussing something, and finally each nod. .

The woman was very weak, her face was very pale, and the six ladies brought hot porridge with kind expressions and served her carefully. . .

The scene changed again, and the time frame was fixed in the early morning. The woman opened her hazy eyes, only to find that the room was full of people, but on the woman's bed, there was another man lying on the same bed in disheveled clothes. People looked at the woman with disgust. Some people had already scolded them. Even if they couldn't hear the sound, Xia Xiaoyu could still feel how that woman would be treated in such a situation. .

Xia Xiaoyu saw in the mirror, the man who shared the bed with the woman, the six wives gave him a silver ticket, and left the mansion overnight, and the life of that woman was getting worse day by day, even worse than the maid. .

Her face became paler and paler, as if she was seriously ill, and the wind could blow her down at any time, and she was subjected to all kinds of mocking eyes and sneering expressions. .

But she still stood quietly at the gate of the courtyard when the sun was setting, waiting for that figure. .

And everyone looked at the woman with viciousness and sarcasm. There was no maid to serve her, and no one approached her. However, from the reflection in the mirror, Xia Xiaoyu could tell that the woman was pregnant. .

Because of her belly, it is obviously a lot bigger. .

But her appearance became weaker and weaker, and she insisted on watching at the gate of the courtyard every day, until one day, finally, that man returned. .

He is still high-spirited, dressed in a general's official suit, full of general prestige, he is far from the immature and weak at the beginning. .

But as soon as the man entered the door, he slapped the woman across the face, shouted something loudly, and finally shook his hands and walked away. .

Xia Xiaoyu saw a letter of divorce written by the man, and threw it to the woman viciously in the room, while the other six wives watched all this mockingly, a rich man leaned against the door, knocking his mouth Holding the melon seeds, he looked at the woman with disdain. . .

The picture finally stopped at the woman in her room. She was already very weak, standing in front of the mirror where she was dressing, quietly looking at her haggard face. She was very thin, and her pale hands gently caressing his belly.

It was my own child, growing gradually, as if feeling the only remaining warmth. . .

In the end, the woman picked up the comb and gently combed her long hair, but her eyes were always looking at the face in the mirror. .

She stopped moving, and then seemed to be struggling, but when she saw the divorce letter on the dressing table, her face showed frustration. .

She gently stroked her lower abdomen, and at the end, she picked up a small knife on the stage, and then slowly slashed across her beautiful cheek, the sword, shed traces of blood, that beautiful face of an angel , pale and weak, gradually became ferocious and embarrassing, blood dripped on the dressing table, she just quietly looked at the bloody self in the mirror. .she is laughing. .

The smile is very bleak, the smile is very sad. .

In the end, she cut off her own wrist, and the blood spurted out like a spring, and sprayed on the mirror. In her eyes, besides the endless sadness, there was still a trace of ruthlessness, which was very unwilling. . .

Finally, she fell in a pool of blood. . .

The torch on the table, when she fell down, knocked to the side of the bed curtain, and then began to burn diffusely.In the end, the fire wrapped around the woman and spread unscrupulously—

It's just that in the fire, there seemed to be a pair of unwilling eyes!

And on the dressing table, in front of the mirror, there were three big bloody characters:

"I'm so wronged..."