Lonely King and Widow

Chapter 1206 The 224-meter-deep pit, the scent of rouge in the flames (2)
He hehe sneered.

"You know very well that even if I kill myself, I won't move a single finger of yours." His cold fingertips slowly slid along Peng Xin's slender and white neck, "Xin'er, I love you , I love you more than Song Ao, more than anyone else, my love is ten times, a hundred times, a thousand times more than him."

Peng Xin didn't move.

Just look up at him like that.

He didn't move his hand away either.

Just let him slide, slide, like a snake swimming around his neck, and speak slowly.

"Stone, there is a legend in Miaojiang. People who die need their relatives to accumulate merits and blessings for them. They are in the underworld and need merits to prolong their next life. , is also miserable..."

Song Che stared blankly.

Peng Xin continued: "If their relatives do a lot of evil, they will escape into the way of six animals and suffer from the cycle of reincarnation for life after life. They will be pigs, dogs, and mice, but they will not be able to be humans."

To be a pig, to be a dog, to be a mouse... but not to be a human?
These words hit Song Che's heart hard.

His hands stopped abruptly, and he squinted at Peng Xin.

Bit by bit, he withdrew his hand, opened it, looked at his palm, and slowly closed it again, as if he saw his life as a pig, a dog, and a mouse.

"can you?"

Mumbling in a daze, Song Che's face was very pale.

Peng Xin could feel the ups and downs in his heart, and couldn't bear it, but he closed his eyes, and he still stroked his face, telling him firmly.

"Believe me, I am a saint, and I can also be psychic. I can even see our baby crying, little ghosts pestering him, big ghosts bullying him, he is still so young, if he can't give birth , can't be a human...how pitiful is it?"

With a bang, Song Che fell down on the stone slab.

Peng Xin knew that his conscience was touched...

No, why isn't the stone kind?

She squatted down, supported him, held his shoulders firmly, and stared at him with a pair of clear eyes. Under the dense light, her whole body seemed to be dyed with a layer of holy light, as if Song Che Seeing her like that for the first time in Miao Jiang, she murmured.

"All he wants is for his father to be a good man."

nice guy?nice guy?
Song Che's eyes were red, and he hurriedly defended, "I have never hurt anyone, I have never hurt anyone, I just don't want others to hurt me, I just want to live, I just want to live like a person... I am a good person, I am a good person! "

"Yes, you are a good person." Peng Xin's eyes were shining, he gently wrapped his arms around his neck, and leaned his head on his shoulder, "Since that's the case, why do we bother to create so many karma for the child?"

"Kinger, Kinner—"

Song Che stretched out his arms and hugged her tightly.

"You are finally willing to hug me. I thought, I thought you would never hug me again and never forgive me. Xiner, I have been waiting for this day for a long time. I have waited so hard, so hard. "

His arms became tighter and tighter, and he closed his eyes, as if he was recalling the deep love many years ago, and he seemed to feel the warmth brought to him by Peng Xin again during the years of confinement.

Even for a short time, he didn't want to let go.

"Xin'er..."

Calling her name and hugging her body, Song Che hung his head on her shoulder like a child, and choked up softly.

"Are you still mine? Tell me, are you still mine?"

Peng Xin knew he wanted a word.

(End of this chapter)