rebirth of wrong love farewell

Disillusioned reincarnation, next to the other shore flower.

Lover's tears, yin and yang dawn.

If it's just an illusory dream mirror, with tears in your eyes, your every frown and smile will eventually become that eternal sigh.

The elegant and elegant woman like Xiangzhu is sitting on the high stool, carefully polishing the leftovers of the yellow flower branch in her hand. She is making a pet tag for the kitten.

The fine rubbing sound resounded softly like a song of cicadas in the night, lingering in the living room.

The door was opened, she raised her eyes clearly, looked at the girl who walked in, and slightly frowned her brows as calm as a distant mountain.

The girl's always smiling eyes are as silent as Jiang Xin at this moment, submerged in all her sympathy.

Zhang Zhirou looked at her figure holding back her anger as she walked towards the dance practice room, worriedly put down the small wooden sign in her hand, and followed her.

The clear and heavy impact crackled from the dance practice room, and a series of intensive crackling sounds came from the wooden stake being violently attacked. The girl's crazy posture made the woman watching at the door sigh.

Lan Youruo looked at the wooden stakes that had been repeatedly shifted by her, clenched his fists, made a side hook, wrapped his right wrist around the wooden handle, and swirled his right hand like a swimming dragon to form a palm, chopping on the inside of the wooden handle.

Straight punches, three-point punches, side blows, elbow strikes, inch strength, Lan Youruo's flamboyant jade hands turned into fierce fists, and his whole body was like a cold and sharp sword out of its sheath. The force of the palm actually cut off one of the wooden handles, and it fell to the ground with a loud tearing sound.

Zhang Zhirou leaned against the door, looked at her coldly, with sullen eyes, and said softly, "Who messed with you?"

She paused and continued: "Did you quarrel with him?"

Looking helplessly at her pursing her lips to vent, the woman reminded melancholy: "Don't swell your hands."

After that, he walked towards the living room as lightly as a willow branch blowing in the wind.

Zhang Zhirou sat back on the high stool, picked up the small wooden sign on the table and continued to lightly engrave the pattern of a cat's head, she sighed in her heart: It's good for a girl to be strong, she won't be bullied.But it's not good to be too strong, and it won't be liked by others.

Liang Weiyi, who finally found his way home, swiftly climbed from the balcony on the first floor to the third floor with a meow.

It jumped onto the open window, called softly to the woman who was painting the wooden sign, and then jumped to the floor, wrapping its tail coquettishly around her ankles.

It has already figured it out, since there are Lan Youruo, teachers, and senior sisters in this world, there must be another Liang Weiyi.

What it has to do is to find another self and make her fall in love with this You.Only in this way is it not in vain to come into this world meow.

Zhang Zhirou gently picked it up, rubbed its swollen belly, and said with a light smile, "I thought you weren't coming back, why didn't you come back with Sister Lan? What did you eat outside? Your belly is so bulging."

The woman teased it for a while, seeing its eyes staring at the movement of the dance practice room, put it on the ground, and said carefully: "My sister is angry now, you just stay at the door and watch, don't go in."

Liang Xiaomao nodded quickly, and under her somewhat surprised gaze, ran over in a bumpy manner.

Meow, Liang Weiyi moved his ears, stood at the door and stared at the girl with sharp legs in shock.

Wuzhao, why did Lan Youruo's force value explode so hot in this world, how could it happily find another her?

It watched the girl kick sideways, horizontally, kunk, chain kicks, knee tops, and straight kicks at the poor rickety wooden post, and listened to the intense and loud bang bang bang bang bang. She is distressed.

Just by hearing the sound, she knew that it was very painful to be hit on it, maybe her leg was already bruised and swollen.

Liang Weiyi had the heart to stop her self-abuse, but he didn't have the guts.In case she accidentally kicks it, hehe, she can really meet her beloved You.

Seeing the broken wood that was suddenly kicked by her with a big slam and hit the wall, the little wild cat was so frightened that it clenched its tail and slipped back to the living room, wanting to be home.

After an unknown amount of time, Lan Youruo slowly stopped her fierce attack. She stretched out her fingers to wipe off the sweat from her head, then took off her coat, and casually threw it on the wooden handle.

After that, she swayed her wrists and ankles, walked out of the door, and walked to the bathroom.

The cold water was pouring on her hot body, and it also washed away the refreshment after venting.

The temperature in late autumn had already dropped drastically, but the girl didn't seem to feel the coolness around her at all. Cold water spewed out from the shower, rippling torrents and flowing on her rose-like body.

The water droplets that formed a continuous line seemed to blur a painting of an alluring city, and for her, the delicate skin that looked like suet white jade after moisturizing.

The drops of water greedily slid across her satin-like face, jumped from her chin, and fell on the delicate white and perfect collarbone, splashing glittering and translucent drops, which gathered drop by drop, and finally flowed smoothly. Flowing down, lingering on the softness.

Under the nostalgic love of the cold water, her body became more and more clear and ethereal, like a snow lotus on the Tianshan Mountain under the crescent moon.

She flicked her wet long hair, causing a burst of water to fall, like a circle of soft ripples in the secluded part of a lake.

She reached out and stroked a strand of wet hair that fell on her face to the back of her head, flipped the switch, and then wiped away the water stains from her eyes.

Lan Youruo came out of the bathroom wiping her wet hair. Her eyes were as clear as a mountain stream, shining with pure light, adding a bit of elegance, restraining her sharpness.

Throwing the cat that came over to the sofa, looking at its increasingly familiar eyes, and remembering the strangeness and throbbing it brought, the girl opened her red lips lightly and said, "Liang Sanyue?"

Seeing its puzzled eyes staring at her, Lan Youruo lightly sat down on the single sofa, and laughed at herself, "It's really a demon."

Zhang Zhirou rolled copper flakes on the wooden sign and said with a light smile, "Give it a name, Lan."

The girl's eyes lightly glanced at the cute little wild cat at it, her eyes turned lightly, and then she said: "Let's call it a milk bottle. It has a relationship with the milk bottle you bought."

meow~

Liang Weiyi stared at the irresponsible person with resentful little eyes, how could the name of the baby bottle match it, meow?Anyway, it is also a unique cat with a human soul!

The woman smiled lightly, her clear eyes were full of helplessness for doing bad things to her, but she didn't refute, she took the cutting knife and carved the word "feeding bottle" on the completed pet tag.

Gently blowing the copper wire and sawdust, Zhang Zhirou put the cat card on Liang Weiyi's head, watched it play with its paws, stroked its head, and asked softly, "Do you like it? The bottle."

meow~

Can we not call it a bottle?Kitten Liang looked at her with pitiful eyes, but found that she mistakenly thought it was very fond of its barking.God generation gap, is there any?

Looking at the figure of her mother going to the kitchen to make dinner, Lan Youruo's eyes flickered a little, she got up, pushed the little wild cat that was going to follow her back on the sofa, and coldly warned this weird cat: "Don't follow me!" come over."

Kitten Liang lay on the armrest of the sofa and watched the girl go back to the room. He sighed. It is the most humane and cute cat in the world. Why doesn't Lan Youruo like it?

Close the door, lock it.

The girl sat lightly on the edge of the bed, took out her mobile phone, pondered for a while, and finally dialed the number at the same table.

Hearing the questioning voice from the other end of the phone, she softly replied: "Miaomeng, it's me."

Zhang Miaomeng was lying on the sofa at home, listening to Lan Youruo's unique clear voice, she immediately said excitedly: "At the same table, you, you actually called me? Oh my god! I don't have hallucinations, do I?"

With a smile, Lan Youruo covered her twinkling eyes and got straight to the point, her voice was a little swaying, and she asked: "I remember you said that your father is a psychiatrist, right? "

Zhang Miaomeng subconsciously looked up at her father who was busy in the kitchen wearing a pink apron, and said, "Yes, yes, my father opened a psychological consultation center, and he is the ace psychologist in it."

"Then, has he done any research on spiritual issues?" The girl's voice suddenly became like an erratic wind, hiding the long flow.

Zhang Miaomeng covered her mobile phone and shouted towards the kitchen: "Old man, do you have any research on spiritual issues?"

Zhang's father put the lid on the pot, poked his head out and said with a smile, "Psychological problems and spiritual problems are not separate."

The man who received a satisfactory answer waved his father to let him continue cooking, then moved his hand and said affirmatively: "He is very proficient in mental illness."

Lan Youruo was silent for a while, with an invisible glint in her eyes, her voice sounded like a quiet swirl: "I have a friend who seems to have changed overnight, but he knows everyone around him. People. However, his character and behavior are completely different from before. What's the situation?"

The girl who got the answer put down her phone, her eyes became more and more unpredictable, is she schizophrenic?Does the auxiliary personality suppress the main personality?Is it actually the same person?

Late at night.

The moon is hidden behind the dark clouds, and the darkness makes tonight even more desolate, desolate, and quiet.

The girl opened her clear eyes, which flickered faintly.

She quickly changed into her black tights, and then put on her combat boots.

Quietly walking towards the door, Lan Youruo soundlessly unlocked, went out, and closed the door.

meow~

Liang Weiyi jumped onto the sofa, the cat pupils glowing green in the dark, where are you going so late?

It jumped off the sofa with a swish, and was about to walk to the balcony, but it didn't expect the sudden burst of severe pain in its body, and its limbs collapsed to the ground due to convulsions.

The stomach was boiling and churning, as if the internal organs were gradually melting, Liang Weiyi spit out a mouthful of foul-smelling turbidity, and couldn't help crying anymore, the pain was like throbbing deep into the bone marrow.

It struggled to move its body, slowly crawled to the coffee table against the floor, stretched out its claws, and with the last of its strength pushed down the porcelain pot placed on it, and rolled down to make a crisp sound.

It was gasping for breath, and fell to the floor in powerless pain. There was a different color in the cat's pupils, as if the blood stained the eyes were dark red.

Zhang Zhirou woke up from the dream, heard the faint painful cat meowing from the living room, quickly lifted the quilt and walked outside.

The girl got out of the car, looked at the tall wall in front of her, jumped onto the front of the car, walked to the roof, and jumped towards the wall as nimbly as a black panther.

She jumped down quickly, squatted on the ground, then got up, and ran to the place where the boy lived.

Outside the wall, the two bodyguards looked at the girl's flashing figure, and said, "Miss Lan's skills are getting more and more handsome."

Inside the wall, the man in black who was in charge of security watched the girl's naked behavior, and whispered into the communicator in his ear: "A woman broke in and was running towards the boss. Do you need to take action. "

"Don't worry about her, it's Miss Lan."

In the pet hospital, Zhang Zhirou looked worriedly at the operating room, clasping his hands tightly, worrying about the serious condition of the cat inside.

Soon after the preliminary examination, the doctor walked out of the operating room. He took off his mask, shook his head at the woman and said, "It's food poisoning, it's beyond recovery."

"It has strong perseverance to survive, but it is very painful. The only way is to die euthanasia. Let it suffer less."

The soft music kept playing in the bedside table, lighting up the dark and empty bedroom with fluorescent lights.

Zhang Zhirou anxiously dialed her daughter's cell phone again, but there was still no one answering. Hearing the doctor's urging questioning, she pursed her lips tightly, her eyes flickered with struggle and hesitation, unable to make up her mind.

The girl quickly climbed up to the balcony in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, took out a thin card from her pocket, and put it into the door lock. She found the gap in the door buckle, and swipe it forcefully with skill, then gently pushed the sliding door open.

She walked into the door and looked at the boy sleeping soundly on the bed, with thunderbolts shining in her eyes.

Liang Weiyi, whose body was twitching uncontrollably due to the severe pain, was paralyzed on the operating table, his eyes were surrounded by medical cotton gauze, and traces of blood leaked out.An ulceration of the optic nerve due to a highly toxic chemical.

"You, I'm so uncomfortable."

"You, I'm in so much pain."

"You, where are you? Where are you?"

With a slap, before the boy could yell out, the girl snapped off his chin.

He hummed in pain, looked at the girl with an indifferent face, felt her wrist and ankle joints were taken off by her, numb and unable to move, his eyes were filled with horror and fear.But no matter what, he couldn't make a sound.

"Liang Nuoyi." She lowered her head and whispered in his ear, but her tone was as cold as frost: "It doesn't matter if you are him or not."

She slapped him again, and said coldly, "As long as you still control this body, you'd better remind me of it."

"Otherwise." Her voice was hoarse, her eyes flashed with mad killing intent: "I would rather destroy you than let you fail me."

She squeezed his dislocated chin tightly, looked at the timidity and fear in his eyes, but smiled charmingly: "Don't force me, I'll kill you." The awe-inspiring ruthlessness made the boy's body tremble endlessly.

Vomiting out a mouthful of yellow pus blood again, Liang Weiyi's twitching body gradually lost its warmth, became cold and stiff like a stone, and lost the last bit of vitality after being tortured in pain.

Holding the mobile phone, Lan Youruo ran quickly in the hospital corridor, panting slightly, looked at the woman standing at the door of the operating room, and hurriedly asked: "Mom, how is the kitten?"

At this moment, the red light on the operating room was turned off, and the door was opened, and they saw the little wild cat protruding under the white cloth being pushed out by the nurse.

The dimly lit orange bedside lamp poured out a long brilliance, illuminating the boy's hideous and distorted appearance, making him even more terrifying and abominable.

"Liang Weiyi, how dare you?"

"Go away, this is my body."

"Liang Nuoyi, you shouldn't have broken her heart. Even if we die together, I won't let you continue to hurt her."

In the end, the boy's body slowly fell to the ground, as if dead still.

A gust of wind dispersed the dark clouds in the night sky.

The moon finally came out.

Pour out the softness of the ground.

The author has something to say: woo woo woo, except for eating and taking a nap, this deity never left his paws on his phone this day, and finally finished coding this chapter.

Finally code dead cat~~