Sell ​​yourself to meet Yier fans

11

I had a dream, even more frightening than the scene of the previous night.

The shrill screams seemed to use all the strength of one's life to wash away the sinful virtue.

The soul seemed to be trembling, and the support of the heart was broken in an instant.

The disgusting feeling of wanting to make people vomit permeates all limbs and bones, and the viscous sour liquid dampens the spleen and stomach, as if trying to stretch his body apart.

I was sad, but I couldn't make a sound.

That cry almost shattered my eardrums.

A dilapidated person was walking towards him unsteadily, and there was still the last trace of physical connection between the eyeballs that were about to fall and the eye sockets.

Then he stretched out his bloody and bumpy hand towards his face.

wrong……

I have not seen this man, this is not him.

This was the first night after the murder, and it passed peacefully.

Because it was just a nightmare, wasn't it?

Couldn't be more normal.

It's just murder.

This is not the first time, what are you afraid of?

……

When I opened my eyes again, I felt weak all over, so I got up and looked in the mirror.

The expected paleness replaced the rosy self a few days ago, the bitten lips showed white marks, and the corners of the eyes also had deep dark circles.

Not at all surprised.

Yi Ermi silently hugged me from behind, and pressed her slender, bony hands to my closed eyes.

The cold feeling stimulates my nerves.

Reassuring me a little bit.

"Not bad, but you're still too weak."

This is the best compliment he has ever said to me, perhaps.

"I'm fine, don't... worry, I'll recover soon... hiss... it hurts" I closed my eyes, and before I could finish my words, I cried out in pain when Yi Ermi touched the wound.

"do not move."

After the words fell, he carefully avoided the wound with his delicate movements, he got better, but only temporarily.

He took the medicine and wiped his back inexperiencedly. I closed my eyes and pursed my lips trying not to make a sound.

It hurts, but...

Suddenly, some icy liquid slipped on the bed sheet, and a gorgeous but colorless flower gradually emerged. The slightly distorted petals seemed to be expressing a feeling that could not be explained in words.It was a kind of deep-seated forbearance.

"Thank you, Il fan."

When I said this, I wanted to laugh.

It was he who brought me into this world. If I hadn't met him again, would I be able to live my whole life like an ordinary girl carefree, and would I not be exposed to this sinful and bloody realm?

It's been three months and today is my 16th birthday.

Xia Ke just mailed me a necklace in the morning. The gemstone in the middle is aqua blue, which matches my favorite white spinning clothes, and attached a small version of his own smiling face to the note.

The bloody smell on my body has been washed for a long time yesterday, and Il fans said that I can't smell it anymore, but I still feel disgusting, even if it is a psychological effect.

You'll get used to it, I comfort myself like this.

Just can't seem to laugh.

But it's okay, everything will be fine.

"Since it was given to you by someone else, then wear it." Yi Ermi walked behind me and put the necklace given to me by the knight on my neck.

A slender hand reached out to my chest, and quickly took it away.

I raised my head and looked at him. There was no expression in the dark eyes, no jealousy, no liking, no sadness, no joy.

But after three months of getting along, it makes people so attached.

"I seem to really like you... Ilmi." I said weakly, feeling very sour in my heart.

Elmi paused, and then said, "I know."

The tall figure stood in front of me because he was very close, and the faint scent of soap on his body spread into my nose. I don't know why, but tears couldn't help but want to fall.

But in the end, I tried my best not to blink, and the tears were forced back into my eyes.

All of this, Yier fans see in their eyes.

It's just that he doesn't understand his feelings for her. The killer's five senses have always been very sensitive, but maybe because of this, he has the shortcomings that ordinary people have but he doesn't have.

lead to a very dull emotional aspect.

To put it another way, it is like a child who has just experienced the "forbidden fruit", experiencing a kind of extremely wonderful pleasure, which makes people tremble and moan uncontrollably.

But he didn't know what it was or what to do.

We can only seek the most instinctive desires and wait for the day when we will be enlightened.

Even if you may know a vague concept in your heart, it is only a concept after all, and you will only be confused.

"Happy birthday...." Yi Ermi blinked.

"Where's the gift?"

I stretched out my hand to ask him for it, and after three months of getting along, it seems that I... am not so afraid of him anymore.

Yi Ermi is an elder brother who loves his younger brother very much. Although his methods are a bit extreme, that kind of twisted love just reflects the stability of the killer family.

Yiermi is a very responsible man, at least he won't be with other women at the same time as me, I hope it's not my self-indulgence.

Yier Fan is a very down-to-earth person, he will joke, but not too much, he is a money fan, but making money so hard is also to make his future wife live better.

In general, the previous bad impressions are probably contradicted.

Thinking of this, I raised the corners of my mouth slightly and narrowed my eyes.

"I'll take you to a place, the home that belongs to you."

He took my hand, the big palm wrapped the small one, the rough fingertips rubbed against my fingers, and there was a warmth from the depths of the palm.