rebirth of wrong love farewell

The warmth in the girl's eyes instantly condensed into coldness and indifference when she watched the boy disappear from sight. The brows that were originally charming were filled with a piercing chill, just like the blood-stained mandala by the Three Rivers Road. The endless silence when falling down the Samsara Snow Peak.

Leaning over to pull out the dripping needle on the back of her hand, Lan Youruo got out of bed and stood beside Zhang Zhirou's hospital bed, silently looking at the pale and fragile woman on the bed who looked like a broken branch of the cloud bamboo flower, with faint sadness in her eyes. Dark Mang, pursed his lips and remained silent, exuding an aura as cold as ice from his whole body.

Blood continued to overflow from the pinholes on the back of the hand, and dripped down on the white floor tiles along the fingertips bit by bit, blooming patches of dazzling bright red.

It was late at night outside the window, occasionally a few staggered searchlights slid across the distant sky, but the path of light was blocked by the city's buildings, and the sky became darker and darker.

Tonight's moon is hidden behind the dark and dense fog. Except for the city's all-night lights, everything in nature is quietly waiting for the dawn at midnight.

As soon as Liang Nuo came out, he saw the girl standing there. Under the illumination of the incandescent lamp hanging from the ceiling, in the gnawing darkness outside the window, she seemed to be standing silently at the junction of light and darkness. , the face shrouded in the shadow became so blurred, as if isolated from the whole world, as if he couldn't catch her no matter what.

"You~" Liang Nuo called out tentatively, and then he was shocked to smell the faint smell of blood wafting in the air.

He walked quickly to her side, and at a glance he saw a small puddle of fresh blood smeared on the ground, and the glaring bloodstains on the back of her white hands that made people dread.

Liang Nuo held her somewhat cold hand with distress, lowered his head slightly, sucked the clotted blood hole in her, and kept licking it.

Silently staring at the defenseless boy with his head lowered and his neck exposed, Lan Youruo's indifferent eyes flickered softly, his lips were tightly pursed, and his right hand, which was originally hanging by his side from the elbow to the wrist, was tense to accumulate strength. Cheng Ren hit him hard on the back of the neck the moment he raised his head. In his puzzled, unbelievable, finally confused and disintegrated eyes, he gently moved the stunned boy to her hospital bed, and then covered him. Quilt.

Looking sideways at the wet and warm back of her hand, Lan Youruo covered her eyes, hiding the last trace of tenderness in her eyes, the last bit of tenderness.

She closed her lips, her eyes were condensed like an undercurrent that could not be melted away, and she walked out of the room exuding a chilling evil intent all over her body.

The two bodyguards stood at the door and looked at Lan Youruo who came out with ghostly expressions. Seeing that she was about to go out, the two of them looked at each other, but they didn't see the boss coming out from behind. When they hesitated to stop them, they just Seeing the girl's expressionless face and her cold eyes staring at them as if looking at a dead person, he suddenly felt a chill coming from behind, and watched her go away helplessly.

From the VIP elevator directly to the underground garage of this private hospital, Lan Youruo glanced over and saw four black commercial vehicles parked side by side, looking low-key and mysterious among the vehicles with an average price of several million.

Covering her eyes and ignoring the surprised expressions of the bodyguards in the car, Lan Youruo sat in the back seat, and said indifferently in this secluded place: "Drive."

"Where are you going?" the bodyguard who was driving looked at her from the rearview mirror out of the corner of her eye and asked cautiously.

"A place where no one disturbs."

Swallowing the following words secretly, the driving bodyguard started the car steadily, and the bodyguard in the passenger seat beside him gestured to the people in the other cars, and the two cars followed suit, protecting each other one by one. One car remained in the parking lot on standby.

In the small and quiet space, the oppressive atmosphere gradually diffused in the car, until a slight but very clear pulling sound interrupted the increasingly restrained atmosphere.

"Miss Lan, that..." The bodyguard of the co-driver looked at Lan Youruo who had opened the hidden compartment of the rear seat in the rearview mirror, and immediately said, "Please put down the dangerous things. They are not you..." He looked horrified. Looking at the muzzle of the gun facing his head, he swallowed the rest of the words in his mouth, not daring to make any extra movements. A gun is like a sharp weapon in the hands of a rookie.

The corners of Lan Youruo's lips raised a slight arc contemptuously, and she looked coldly at the two bodyguards who were trying to grab the gun, and said coldly, "Keep driving."

Her eyes are full of rational calmness, but they also give people a dangerous gloomy outburst, that kind of extremely strong madness and paranoia, that kind of extremely cold-blooded ruthlessness, but there is also a kind of coquettish evil charm all over her body. A powerful aura that shocks people and makes people surrender.

Pulling the bolt, opening the protection valve, Lan Youruo's stern face lifted the gun's firing limit without any expression, and then took out the two bullets from the hidden compartment and stuffed them into the pocket of his trousers.

After finishing all this, her eyes stared indifferently at the gradually deserted road outside the car window, her fingers circled around the gun, and with a flick of her wrist, the hourf-type mini pistol fell into her coat pocket, leaving the former The two bodyguards who were secretly vigilant in the row were startled, and looked at each other in surprise, a feeling of uneasiness gradually rose in their hearts.

Their eyes conveyed information, and then the bodyguard on the passenger seat lightly pressed the emergency button attached to the waist belt with his fingers without leaving any traces, and slightly gestured to the bodyguard who was driving, giving him an affirmative look .

Stretching out her fingertips lightly, when she touched another object in the dark compartment, Lan Youruo grasped it without a pause.

Looking at the dagger in her hand, the curve of her lips was light and smooth, a faint glint flashed in her eyes, she flicked her thumb up, and the knife and sheath parted, revealing the sharp and cold knife inside. blade.

Those dark eyes showed a strong murderous intent on the knife, and then she flicked it lightly, and the knife and sheath were closed again, and she put it into another pocket of the coat.

Pushing the dark compartment back to its original position, Lan Youruo raised his eyes to look at the two bodyguards in the front row, his indifferent eyes gradually condensed into a group of extremely dark sharp edges, but a smile appeared on his lips...