long-cherished wish

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She stood up, and gently slipped into his arms, her snow-white cheeks pressed tightly against his fiery neck, her voice soft like a dream: "The future will be long, I will definitely repay you well..."

The setting sun shines on the warm and fragrant bed mattress through the window, which is warm and makes people feel at ease from the bottom of their hearts.

Cheng Die lay in Ruan Qingyu's arms, listening to her strong and powerful heartbeat. Her breathing was steady and long, and she was already in a deep sleep.

She raised her eyes slightly, and saw her long and curved eyelashes, counting them one by one, there were hundreds of them.

Her eyebrows are deep and dense, like two sharp sword blades, reflecting a vigorous heroic spirit.

She kissed her thin and soft lips lightly, imperceptibly, for fear of disturbing her lucid dream.

She got off the bed gently, picked up the clothes scattered on the floor, and put them on.

In front of the dressing table, she was combing the smooth and long black hair on her shoulders, and the corner of her mouth could not help but smile, like a girl who had just tasted love.

At the same time, she was also a little worried, worried about whether her actions had caused her some degree of harm.

But she immediately cast a cloud of gloom, thinking that even if Ruan Qingyu beats or scolds, she doesn't care, as long as she can be with her, no matter what kind of punishment she is willing to accept.

Thinking of this, the drunkenness in Cheng Die's eyes became even stronger.

At this moment, Ruan Qingyu, who was sleeping soundly, turned her body slightly, and the quilt was lifted, revealing her snow-white shoulder blades.

The lines on the shoulder blades were beautiful and straight, but there was a little blood-red imprint, entangled with the intertwined scars, which could easily be ignored by others.

But for some reason, at this moment, that mark caught Cheng Die's attention.

This blood-red imprint only lingered in Cheng Die's mind for a moment, but it was like a sharp knife, giving Cheng Die the pain of gouging out eyes and heart!

The pores of Cheng Die's whole body seemed to shrink violently at this moment, and a shudder crawled up her whole body, making her breathing seem to be suffocated.

That strange pattern, like the bloody mouth of an evil spirit, expands and grins grinningly at her!

Hibiscus...

A hoarse voice trembled and shouted in his heart, Cheng Die was stunned, tears streaming from his eyes.

"The murderer who killed my father has a tattoo of a hibiscus flower on his body..."

"Every member of Purgatory Fusang will have a tattoo of a hibiscus flower on their body."

What is the feeling of falling from heaven to hell, what is the despair of falling into the ice and snow in an instant, all kinds of tastes, she has tasted them all at this moment!

Cheng Die couldn't cry, her whole body seemed to be numb. After a long time, she regained a wisp of her soul, and said sadly: "This is not true... none of this is true!..."

She lost control of her emotions and ran out of the house covering her face.

She fled in the woods like a white rabbit desperately trying to escape from the eagle's claws.

Her tears were broken in the cold wind, and her heart was also broken in despair.

Fate is always a vortex that people cannot escape.

Night covered the land.

There are months, but no stars.

A gloomy figure sat alone in a corner near the door, holding a jug and drinking heavily.

The restaurant is very lively, the first and second floors are full of customers, most of them are in groups, chatting and laughing, but Ruan Qingyu's table is deserted.

Someone had noticed him, had probably been watching him all along.

There were also people pointing at his back, looking at him as if looking at a different kind.

But she didn't care, because her thoughts and attention were all focused on a woman.

She knew that Cheng Die already knew everything.

She couldn't imagine how Cheng Die felt the moment she knew the truth, maybe it would be the same as she is now, maybe ten times more ruthless than her.

But she finally knew that she and Cheng Die were completely over.

She raised the jug and kept pouring wine down her throat, the burning taste made Ruan Qingyu's brain tingle and hurt.

For a moment, she wished she could just die here drunk.

At this time, three people came in at the door, all three were tall and burly, the one standing in the front, dressed most decently, with a big knife on his waist, was called Gao Bin.

When they stepped through the gate, the atmosphere in the restaurant obviously changed subtly.

Gao Bin only glanced into the hall with a pair of hanging eyes, and everyone who was swept couldn't help trembling, and his eyes finally fell on Ruan Qingyu who was sitting alone at the table.

He only stayed for a moment, then walked towards Ruan Qingyu's table with big strides.

Some people are worried, others are afraid, and some people can't wait for a good show to start.

Gao Bin stood upright in front of Ruan Qingyu, with his arms folded across his chest, staring at Ruan Qingyu opposite him with a gaze overlooking the common people.

Ruan Qingyu didn't seem to be aware of the person coming at all, but just immersed himself in the drink.

The two brothers behind Gao Bin strode forward at this time, and slapped the table with both big hands at the same time, which only made the table hum and tremble, but they were also insiders.

"Hurry up and get out of the way, don't take our big brother's place!..."

The ear-shattering loud noise accompanied by rude shouts made the originally bustling hall immediately quiet down, and everyone's eyes turned to this place.

Ruan Qingyu didn't raise his head.

☆、Unprovoked provocation

Seeing that Ruan Qingyu didn't move, the two blue-faced men glared angrily, and said sharply, "Are you deaf or dumb, can't you hear what you're saying?..."

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