Traps Of Love

That year, in this dark attic,

bailiusu became the only light in the dark world of Gongmo.

She said, "sometimes, it feels like a piece of black cloth over your eyes, which will make you unable to see the treasure you already have."

she said, "so, at any time, remember to look back around and try to imagine that without all this, the world will really fail you."

She said, "you have to try to love, try to experience, try to live wantonly, even if you will fall all over."

She said, "life should be deeply alive, even if the love to bleeding, even if the pain to suffocation, this is the proof of living!"

She stares at, the temple Mo is dark as the eye of the night, a word a way, "otherwise, you are so numb as the existence of corpse, it is better to die more directly."

She asked, "do you want to die or live happily?"

Palace Mo slowly looks up, in the vision is unquestionable affirmation, "I want you."

If you want to follow her, live or die crazily, just stay with her.

Scenes of the past seem to be close at hand. Gong Mo takes a deep breath, slowly opens his eyes, and can't help stretching out his hand. It seems that he will touch the fingertips of white tassel again the next moment.

But in the empty darkness, there was nothing but him.

In the eyes of the palace Mo Mo Mo, there is a deep loneliness like the night, and the slender white fingers are taken back little by little.

How lonely -

he turned gracefully and left the attic full of memories.

Maybe he can't keep the white tassel, but he can keep Mi Xiaoya.

After all, today, he saw the confusion in her eyes.

Does chaos mean that it touches the soul?

At that time, he took so long to complete so many bets, and didn't even see a trace of panic in the eyes of tassel.

So, this may be the only chance he can keep her.

Slender figure, walk away slowly.

Until the hotel villa, belongs to the palace Mo guest room.

It's a two room suite, a living room full of flowers and a piano, and a bedroom overlooking Florence's orange roof from the window.

Gong Mo walks into the bedroom and locks the door with his backhand.

Step by step closer to the mahogany carved wardrobe, slender white fingers will open the wardrobe.

Inside, is a snow doll general, blonde long eyelashes little girl.

She seems to be asleep, small body curled up into a ball, small hands, pinch extremely tight, frowning, like a nightmare.

"Shelly, are you afraid?" The palace Mo gentle ask, stretch out a hand to hold the little girl in the bosom.

The two-year-old baby, who doesn't know anything, can only speak "Daddy, Mammy" even though she is so tender.

Gong Mo's face is alienated and indifferent, remembering the first time he saw the "little princess" in the black Godfather kelaiang's home.

"Arthur, it's up to you to baptize Shirley. From today on, you will be her Godfather." Corleone's majestic voice seemed still in his ears.

However, it has already turned into a bloody corpse and can no longer make any sound.

Palace Mo put back memories, looking at the arms of the sleeping little girl, slender fingers in her soft eyebrow point, seems to want to wake her up.

However, the little girl seemed to be in a great shock. She shrunk all over and closed her eyes more tightly.

Small fist, pinch more tightly, white skin is pink red, like to continue to squeeze bleeding.

Temple Mo gentle sigh, "Shelly, you never eat, if too thin, Xiaoya don't like you, how to do?"

"If she doesn't like you, I'll send you away."

The little girl's shaking body suddenly stopped, a pair of big blue eyes like snow dolls opened in horror, and cried.

Big drops of water beads, from the blue eyes like spring water flow down, like a faucet in general, how can not stop.

"Oh, you understand." Gong Mo frowned and said seriously, "have a good meal. Tomorrow I'll show you Xiaoya, your new mommy."

"And don't cry. If I disturb your new mommy, I won't want you either. "

The little girl's crying stopped suddenly. Her big blue eyes were like a sea full of panic.

She was only two years old, but she already knew how to be afraid.

She didn't know what life was and what death was, but she saw her family lying down one by one, in a pool of scarlet blood, and her body was a little bit cool. Even her favorite grandfather would never talk to her again.

Even if she cried hoarse, even if she was scared to bite her mother, no one responded.Only the uncle who had been to her family took her away from her mother's arms and left all her dead relatives.

Is it true that she can live well only if she is obedient?

White hands, desperately grasp the palace Mo clothes, big blue eyes like pleading in general, timid looking at him.

"Shelly, you eat well." Palace Mo gentle command, and then put her back into the wardrobe, "there will be a servant with delicious to you, remember, to be good, don't cry."

Shirley nodded knowingly, or squeezed the corner of his clothes, dead, almost exhausted all her strength.

Palace Mo some impatient frown, force one by one to break off her soft fingers, voice gentle and indifferent, "you have to be good."

Shirley's fingers are pinched. She wants to cry, but she doesn't dare.

She couldn't understand all the words that Gong Mo said, but she could understand his expression.

He didn't like her, even with a trace of disgust and indifference, but she seemed to know that without this person, she would have no dependence.

So, she can't cry.

So the little girl finally let go of her hand and curled up like a wounded animal into the closet.

Chubby little hands, holding knees, baby like skin is full of trembling fear, she can not help crying, but can not help shaking.

Bang -

Gong Mo impatiently closes the wardrobe. He doesn't understand why other women, even little girls, are so troublesome except for tassels.

At this point, a knock on the door sounded.

"Come in." Palace Mo cold voice way.

The waiter in black took a first look at the direction of the wardrobe, then bowed his hand respectfully and handed over a mobile phone,

"Mr. Arthur, there's a message from Miss Xunzi."

Palace Mo and no result mobile phone, narrow Phoenix Mou, is light cold meaning, his voice is still very gentle, "fairlow there when to start?"

The waiter in black bowed his head, "said Miss Xunzi. She asked you to answer the phone and wanted to report to you in person."

After a pause, Gong Mo finally picked up the phone, and there came some excited voice from Yukiko Kurokawa, "Arthur, I miss you --"

the voice of Yukiko Kurokawa was very excited