Sweetheart,Come Back!

He was her life and her robbery.

In the past, there was a marriage between the two families of Qin Mu, and the poison on him could only be solved by the golden Twilight Jiayin of the twilight family.

She can't love him or be with him.

Now, Mu Jiayin is false, and the marriage between Qin and Mu is no longer a threat, but she may become the daughter of his family enemy.

The golden halo of the twilight family has become a barrier that they can't cross.

After all, she and he have no chance!

Physical joy, so that she would like to die, died in his pleasure to her, no let her despair of pain, and those who can not see the light helpless.

In the confusion, she thought of their first meeting.

She was frozen to ice by the heavy snow.

A car passed by, and she had no sense. I don't know why she felt the person sitting in the back seat of the car looking at her through the window.

"Help me, please help me!"

She called hard, but she was frozen stiff, the voice of the heart, but can not send out.

She was covered with blood. She looked like she was dead.

No one wants to take care of a frozen man early in the morning.

The car passed by without accident.

In her despair, the car backed up and stopped in front of her.

A middle-aged man with an umbrella opened the back door.

He got out of the car, stood under the umbrella, and looked at her like that.

It was the first time she had seen him.

At that time, he was not ten years old, and he was still a thin big boy.

There was no expression on his face, but he was so beautiful.

She had never seen such a good-looking boy.

His lips were red and thin, and his shape was very beautiful. His nose was high and straight. His eyes were pure black, without any color. They were bright like stars, but they were cold and piercing. His eyes were like the cold wind blowing into her neck.

He squatted down in front of her and looked at her coldly, "dead?" His voice was as cold as the cold day.

She blinked hard to prove she was still alive.

"It's still alive."

This is the second thing he said to her.

Later, he felt that he didn't speak any more. He picked her up and took her to the car.

But at this time, it suddenly occurred to me that before he held her on the bus, he still had communication with her, which was just the voice of the heart.

He asked, "want to live?"

She said, "I can't die now. If I die, my mother won't find me when she comes back..."

He asked, "where is your mother?"

She shook her head.

"You don't even know where she is. How do you know she will come back?"

"Well, I'll see if your mother will come back."

Later, she was in a coma. When she woke up, she forgot the conversation.

At this time, it was inexplicable to think of it.

It turned out that he could hear her voice.

It turns out that from the beginning, he and she are different from others.

It's just that she forgot

Forget, he's different, he's special.

It was three hours later when they sat down again, eating spaghetti.

More than ten minutes ago, she was still pressed on this table, and her breath was full of ambiguous flavor after the event.

An Yin looks at the table, her mind is full of those shy pictures, and she is uncomfortable.

Sitting opposite the man, the man is only wearing a nightgown, the lapel is open, the chest is full of nail marks she caught out, unspeakable ambiguity.

PS: the babies come on and vote. Keep the list. When the watch breaks out, give the babies more.