Fairy Cries Only At Night

Fu na said a word to me before. She said my temperament was not suitable here.

Indeed, stubborn to death, but also straight hearted, knowing it shouldn't, but just can't control it.

Therefore, I will suffer a lot.

This is inevitable.

"Ha ha... Crazy, I'm crazy!"

Meng Hanshu took the glass of wine, held my mouth and poured it down.

I shook my head desperately, but I couldn't resist the strong wine falling into my throat.

But I was not in a hurry to swallow. The wine flowed on me. I heard Meng Hanshu's more and more unbridled laughter.

This glass of wine knocked my brain out.

Meng Beihan garrison finally released me, but my body was so soft that I fell to the ground.

But although I was dizzy, my consciousness was still awake. I hurriedly pulled up my broken clothes and covered my bare body.

I heard laughter from around, with fun, teasing and evil fun.

These laughter came into my ears like a magic sound. I want to cry, I want to cry.

In fact, I don't like to cry. I haven't cried once in prison.

When I came out here, I didn't cry before I met Li Yan, but Li Yan broke all my bottom lines yesterday, trampled on my dignity, and I collapsed.

Now, too strong and too strong wine oppresses my reason, causing my strong defense line to become fragile and want to cry.

The sound of mockery around me became louder and louder, which stimulated the blood factor in my body and crushed my mood of crying.

I blinked quickly, blinked my tears, covered my clothes tightly, and struggled to get up from the ground.

Many rich people have * emotions and like to play with people. They look at your smallness, your lowliness and your struggle.

Then, they get unlimited fun from here and satisfy their bad taste.

And now I'm their best fun.

As soon as I got up, Meng Hanshu pulled me over and poured wine bottles into my mouth.

I tightly covered my clothes with one hand and pushed Meng Hanshu with the other, trying to stop the feeling of being suffocated by water.

But how can a weak woman resist a strong man?

After one bottle of wine was poured out, another came, and there was a more presumptuous laughter around.

My nose and mouth were full of wine, and my consciousness was buried by wine. My struggling hand became weak and my body became weak. I was controlled by Meng Hanshu like a rag doll.

I don't know how long after this time, I heard the broken sound of the wine bottle falling to the ground. I fell to the ground, my arm pressed on the glass, and the strong stinging pain awakened my reason.

I'm sober.

Then I saw Meng Hanshu holding a woman in his arms, performing a restricted level III film.

This *.

Oh, not just * but scum.

I looked at two people holding like conjoined babies. Their hands struggled, but they touched a sharp thing. It made me subconsciously shrink my hands. I looked at the sharp thing.

It's a broken wine bottle with only half of the mouth.

Good, good.

My body suddenly gave birth to infinite power. I shook my body, picked up the wine bottle and stabbed Meng Hanshu.

"Be careful!"

The woman's sudden voice made Meng Hanshu turn around. The wine bottle I stabbed into his chest was turned and stabbed into his ass.

"Bitch!"

I was kicked against the wall and fell to the ground. There was pain in the displacement of my internal organs. I coughed twice, vomited a mouthful of blood and fainted.

And before I fainted, I smiled, bleak and desperate.

Jin Yan, I still screwed up.

I had a dream. I dreamed that I was in the sea of knife mountain fire with only a rope in my hand.

I held the rope tightly and looked at it like an endless fire. I was scared and sweated.

I held the rope tighter and looked over my head.

The rope can't see the end. It's like throwing it from the endless sky. There's no root.

And it's as dark as a black hole.

For me, the dark hole is much safer than the knife mountain and fire sea below.

I am desperate to climb up, hoping to stay away from this hellish place.

I don't know how long I've been climbing. I feel my hand blistering and bleeding. Then the wound rubs against the rough rope, causing hot pain.

When I was exhausted, I saw Jin Yan. He stood by a cliff and looked at me.

It is still the smile of the past sunshine, looking at me like the sun with a warm halo.

I was stunned, stared at him, and whispered, "Jin Yan..."

Jin Yan didn't speak. Like when we first met, he bent over and stretched out his hand to me.

I smiled, let go of the rope and stretched out my hand, but at the moment I was about to touch his hand, Jin Yan suddenly left me.

Like something deep henggeng among us, my body fell rapidly, and I shouted in horror, "Jin Yan!"

This cry exhausted all my strength. I cried out and sat up in surprise.

I'm awake.

The intense pain of my whole body surged towards me like a flood, covering my heart with my hands, but it still couldn't relieve my pain.

I bent over in pain, my teeth biting my lips to ease the pain.

I don't know how long it has passed. The pain dissipated. I slowly opened my eyes and looked at everything strange in front of me.

White excessive quilt, bed sheet, wall, transparent glass bed, every place here shows a word.

Inpatient Ward.

The memory before coma came to me like a tide.

I opened my eyes fiercely and hurriedly looked at my clothes.

It's a patient's suit. It's worn on the body in a regular way, even the button is buttoned under the neck.

But I was still worried and hurried to unbutton the patient's clothes.

However, I just solved two, suddenly stopped and turned to the left.

At the moment, there is a man sitting on the sofa, with a black shirt, black trousers and black leather shoes. His whole body looks like being in a black hell.

And those dark eyes looked at me like a bottomless abyss, as if they were going to devour me.

I believe that whoever sees this look will be afraid.

Subconscious.

Afraid of this natural strong breath.

Li Yan, the last person to appear here.

I subconsciously covered my collar tightly and looked at him warily.

But my action was too urgent. There was tearing pain between my chest and abdomen.

I subconsciously leaned down and gritted my teeth.

Meng Hanshu's hand is really heavy. I must have hurt myself.

"Yi!"

The voice of mockery came into my ears, and I stared at him fiercely.

Anyway, I've torn my face with Li Yan, and I don't have the strength to play Tai Chi with him now, so there's no need to pretend.

Li Yan closed the document, his slender figure stood up from the sofa, and the suit customized with high-grade fabrics fell smoothly, neat like a master's official script without any wrinkles.