Chapter 13

That man's voice is always so cold, with such bloodthirsty rebelliousness.

The girl remained motionless, her long eyelashes closed slowly, and never opened again, only a touch of determination on her lips made her pale.

Yes, even death cannot escape, but even death alone is not qualified, powerless to let the red lines meander all over the ground.

The blood continued, the dream continued, the girl struggled, but she did not wake up, the corners of her eyes were dripping, and the hands holding the sheets were pale.

She can't wake up no matter what, her nightmare is entangled in her heart, she is about to suffocate, she only prays that she can open her eyes and end it.

The dreams are entangled and transformed, and one scene after another is connected into a tragedy.

In a daze, a hand pushed the girl, and she fell to the cold ground. Looking up, she saw a cold instrument with many tubes inserted into the sleeping woman. That was her sister.

The girl almost stumbled and crawled to the side of the bed. She was very frightened, and desperately shook the woman on the bed. Her broken language was accompanied by a deep sorrow: "Sister, sister, is that you? Are you back?"

The woman on the bed didn't move at all, and the girl became even more flustered. She grabbed the woman's hand while talking nonsense, "Sister, it's my fault, don't ignore me, okay?"

"It's cold here, don't lie here, let's go home." The girl tried to lift the lifeless woman on the bed.

The girl's fingertips were as cold as if they had touched ice. In the rush, the girl looked up and saw her sister slowly becoming transparent, like the color of water, and then gradually becoming colorless, and then disappearing...

"Sister, sister..."

The girl fell to the ground, crying hysterically. She stretched out her hand to catch the phantom floating in the air, but there was another force that attracted her.

The girl's world was turned upside down, she didn't know where she was thrown, she only knew that the world abandoned her, she closed her eyes, and she begged for redemption.

The rotation stopped, the rain hit the girl's face, she heard thunder, and opened her eyes...

In the rain, the boy standing in front of her is the boy who accompanied her through all the green years, her humility.

She sat in the car and watched helplessly. The car was getting closer and closer. On the left was the man who looked like a nightmare.

"Qiancheng—" the voice fluttered in the rain, roaring from the throat, resounding through this desolate and cruel night.

"boom--"

Blood, splashed high, fell on her cheek, on the man's lips...

No one will answer anymore, and she can no longer be humble, because heaven is far away and he can't hear it.

"Do not--"

Shouts cut through the night, Jiang Xiachu woke up from his dream, and finally woke up.

Jiang Xiachu sat up straight suddenly, opened his eyes, full of pain.The bleeding has stopped, the dream has stopped, the moonlight has dimmed, and it is crystal clear. Are there tears?Like Jiang Xiachu who was in a dream and couldn't wake up, the pillow was wet with tears.

Her back was sticky, her clothes were drenched with sweat, but she was bone-chillingly cold. Jiang Xiachu raised her head and looked at the dark night outside the window: "This is a dream, just a dream." She murmured softly, shook her head again, her eyes were desolate, " It's not a dream, no."

This is not a dream, it is her past. Those stories that were thought to be forgotten in time have come back, so vigorous that it is too late to resist.

It turned out that she had never forgotten it. It turned out that the dusty memory would collapse because of one person.

Jiang Xiachu circled her knees and looked at the sparse starlight: "Sister, Qiancheng, how are you doing in the sky?"

The sky must be beautiful, right?Are there any rape blossoms in the sky?Is there a crimson sunset?At least there is no Zuocheng.

She whispered in a sleepy voice, these things that cannot be told, the sore thoughts: "He has appeared, what should I do?"

The flowering season of poppies is over, and Zuocheng appears, which has dyed the love of the other world ever since.

After the Rain - Asia's premier entertainment company.But no one knows that it belongs to the Zuo family.

On the seventh day of July, the movie "Love, Failed", starring Ye Zaixi and Lin Qingyan went to sign the contract after the rain.

The on-screen couple, who are popular in Asia, joined hands again after three years after "The Cape", performing the most beautiful love.

After the rain, China Entertainment's leader spent a huge amount of money to build, and signed Ye and Lin for the first time.

Xia, the master of golden song creation who has become popular in the music scene, joins us with kindness.

The blockbuster new entertainment is undoubtedly not a hot spot that various media are vying to report on.

The crowds are surging, and after the rain under the sun, the empty alleys are nothing more than that.Uncle Security was very busy, but the scene was still chaotic.

Outside the yellow line, the desperately crowded crowd made the security uncle wipe his sweat frequently, and was repeatedly blacklisted.

Men, women, young and old, there is really everyone.

Forehead?The graffiti uniforms are the students.

Forehead?The suit is wrapped in a white collar.

Forehead?Those with reading glasses are old people.

Forehead?Sitting high on the neck is the doll.

It's really full of surprises, I can only say, groupies, really awesome!
That's right, these are Ye Zaixi's die-hard fans who are popular all over Asia, men, women and children. Naturally, there are also ministers in the pomegranate skirt who worship Lin Qingyan.

"In the evening."

"Qingyan."

"In the evening."

"Qingyan."

"..."

"..."

Is this talking louder than anyone else?It's really hotter than a tide.The fans are so enthusiastic, the level of enthusiasm is only comparable to the big sun in July, and the fire is endless.

呲——

There was a sound of braking, leaving a long row of car marks on the ground.

The elongated luxury car is particularly eye-catching, the bright red is eye-catching, flirtatious like someone.

As soon as the car door opened, there was no one there, and one foot stepped out, and the rivet boots shone with dazzling brightness.

I have never seen such a mysterious person in broad daylight. This person is really a coquette, just like that car.

Needless to say?The voice of the audience says it all.

I saw a pair of long legs slowly showing in the car, a strange outfit, and a monstrously handsome face.

This is Ye Zaixi.Army green trousers, a patterned shirt with a red casual suit, let me explain, it is a particularly bright red color, and the black ancient diamond earrings around the ears are gradually shining under the scorching sun.Holding Ye Zaixi's usual Ye's evil smile, it dazzled everyone's eyes.

Can't help sighing: It turns out that men can also be so charming.

Ye Zaixi, who just got out of the car, waved her hand to her crazy fans, like walking on the red carpet in Cannes, how ostentatious she should be, only more ostentatious, not the most ostentatious.The cheers did not stop, and another climax was ushered in.Lin Qingyan, who followed to get off the car, walked gracefully to Ye Zaixi's side, holding Ye Zaixi's hand with ease, and the movements were done in one go. Of course, I can't remember how many times I have done it. Who is the best friend? It's a couple.

Lin Qingyan wore a black chiffon blouse with suspenders, and her bare arms were as white as jade.The long legs under the leather shorts are indeed capital for nosebleeds.With fluttering long hair and a charming smile, the eyes under the sunglasses are even more mysterious.

(End of this chapter)

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