Forever Worthy of Your Love

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At this time, the sound of the bathroom door opening opened, Hua Sheng put the comb into the box, and outside the box, there was a curse of her handwriting to suppress it.

I have always felt that this comb is evil. It used to be scrupulous. Later, the wind said that it might be its own thing, what a seven-color aura.

Regardless of whether it is true or false, Huasheng is much more soothing after listening, and is not so repulsive, but also afraid that this thing will hurt the family by mistake, so she has been shelved in the drawer.

Jiang Liu came out, "Are you going to take a shower? A Sheng?"

"Ah, good."

Hua Sheng then lowered her head into the bathroom, but she felt colder and colder, and the water temperature in the bathtub had reached 45 degrees.

But she was still very cold. She thought she was going to catch a cold, so she quickly wiped the water stains on her body and came out in a white bathrobe.

"Her husband, are you cold?"

Huasheng is rarely called the husband of the river, but every time he calls the exit, the river is not beautiful.

"It's not cold, what's the matter?" Jiang Liu was about to lie down, came to see Hua Sheng came out, and immediately came over, and wiped her hair with a towel.

"I'm a little cold. Isn't the heating enough?"

"No, it feels the same as every day." Jiang Liu said, glancing at the thermometer on the wall, yes, it was still 26 degrees, which was already high, enough for winter.

Hua Sheng didn't say a word, sitting in a chair, and Jiang Liu gently wiped her wet long hair.

"Are you going to catch a cold?" Jiang Liu also touched Huasheng's forehead. Unfortunately, he didn't feel a fever.

"I don't know, maybe it's too tired."

"Then you go to bed early tonight."

Jiang Liu was just like taking care of the children. After drying her hair, Hua Sheng blew it again. After confirming that it was dry, the two went to bed and rested together.

The river flow fell asleep shortly afterwards, but Huasheng still felt particularly cold.

She looked at the wound on her finger and it had disappeared. Could it be related to the comb?

Her unusual body temperature and sensation made her have an indescribable taste. She picked up her phone and wanted to call the wind, but it was inexplicably sleepy, and then fell asleep.

Even the mobile phone was still in her palm, and she didn't have to hurry to call the wind.

It was that dream again. It was unclear how many times it was. Hua Sheng was no longer afraid.

Because this time it was not an altar, not a zenith, or a fire field, and it was a rare peace without the fire and rain.

"Miss, what are you doing here? I heard that there are heavy guests at home."

A little girl in an emerald green skirt held Huasheng's arm, which was extremely playful and intimate, but she was very strange.

She was taken to the antechamber by a little girl, and then a man's voice came from the antechamber.

"Since sooner or later I can't escape, why not try that method?"

"No, it's too risky. If you don't do it, there will be genocide."

"But now it is no different from the genocide. The man is ready to go. Once he breaks through the boundary of Ziyun Mountain, your Chinese family will be more and more fierce."

After the man finished, the old lady coughed a few times and seemed to be emotional.

"Sacrifice, what should you do, do you think of a way quickly? We can't wait to die?"

"Does it really mean that my Chinese family will die?" The old lady cried.

Hua Sheng heard clearly, but he didn't understand it.

"Miss, what does the old lady mean, what is so fierce, do you know the man?"

Hua Sheng shook her head, she didn't know, she didn't remember, but... I felt inexplicably familiar here again.

She took a step forward and wanted to look at the old man's face, but suddenly stepped on the foot...

Then... Huasheng, who was very cold, woke up from his sleep and gasped.

"A Sheng, what's wrong? Have you dreamed again?" Jiang Liu hugged Hua Sheng and gave comfort.

"Go away, don't touch me." Hua Sheng's face was cold and his eyes were unfamiliar.

After the river was pushed away, he was stunned on the spot.