Traps Of Love

In the narrow and dark dark dark room, the quiet and desolate cry is like a kite that will break the line at any time, which affects Mi Xiaoya's most vulnerable nerve and becomes the most struggling tear every second.

Mi Xiaoya has no way to go to her, looking at such a fragmented and quiet beginning, for a time, I really don't know how to comfort her. Salty and bitter tears flow from her eyes to the bottom of her heart, making her tongue like a heavy weight, unable to speak a word.

Wen Jing's suffering at the beginning is too tragic. Any language is the most powerless narrator. Mi Xiaoya knows that she can't share one tenth of the pain for Wen Jingchu. Even at this time, her heart is full of wounds.

However, such silence has no effect on people and themselves. Mi Xiaoya bit her lips until the blood and tears between her lips and tongue merged into a unique complex taste, which made her sober.

"I know. It's too late to say anything. There is no empathy in this world. If the needle does not stick to people, the bystanders will never know how desperate the pain is. However, I know a reality that if I were any other person, I would not be able to stand it and give up completely. "

Mi Xiaoya droops her eyes, and her tender voice is the most cherished care, "you only want one thing now, what makes you stick to it until now? You have the determination that ordinary people don't have. That's why you survive... "

In the corner, Wen Jing's face in her messy white hair couldn't see clearly, but her shrill cry gradually faded away.

Mi Xiaoya's heart moved, trying to help her weak body, but her hand just stretched out, she was seized by Wen Jingchu.

Speaking late, then fast, Wen Jingchu suddenly raised his head. Under the weak light of the mobile phone screen, his face was even paler than the ghost's face. But her eyes were full of tears, and her desperate eyes were full of pleading.

"Sister Bai, let's go." The voice of the gentle and quiet beginning is like the whine of wild animals, which makes people shudder. Her face muscles trembled and her hands and feet sprang out of control.

Mi Xiaoya shivers and realizes the great danger, but she has no time to pull her hand back.

Next moment, Wen Jingchu suddenly lowers his head and bites on the back of MI Xiaoya's hand.

"Ah --" Mi Xiaoya's hand was bitten and bleeding. She screamed with pain, and her tears fell down. However, she was so stubborn that she let Wen Jingchu bite her with her teeth, and she didn't fight back.

At the beginning, Wen Jing was as mad as a madman. He continued to exert himself regardless. At the same time, he sobbed like a wild animal.

Mi Xiaoya's heart is like a knife in the bar, immediately aware of a key problem, his mind came up with amber into the door when the eyes of the strange sneer.

She shivered and her hands and feet were cold. "They gave you medicine, didn't they?"

Wen Jingchu didn't answer. His eyes were bloody and ferocious, as if he had completely lost his mind.

Mi Xiaoya's heart sank into despair. It turned out that all this had long been the death of Leng Yucheng!

No matter how many ways she has, she will not be let go of when she loses her mind and is drugged!

This means that if Michelia does not resist, there will be only one way to die. But there is only one way to stop Wen Jingchu, who is already crazy, that is to let her lose her strength completely.

Mi Xiaoya's heart gave birth to four bloody words - "you die, I live"!