grey and cyan gl

"We could have avoided getting to this point..."

"You forced me...you forced me, Huixue."

The tall and pale woman, who looked like a mummy, stepped out from the dark corner of the dark alley, dragging the stick all the way, making a heavy and piercing sound, the dirty blood on her lips soaked her eyes red, and the tears on her face dried up It completely cracked, exposing the distortion in her heart at a glance.

Huixue crawled on the ground with a splitting headache, her mind was scattered in all directions, and the images in her field of vision flickered on and off.

"Ash Snow...my Ash Snow..."

The woman yelled her name as if chanting a spell, she hurried over and squatted beside Huixue, grabbed her hair and pulled it up, forcibly turned around to face herself, and kept shaking her head nervously at Huixue repeated:

"Disobedient, you are too disobedient, Huixue."

She stretched out her hand to hold Huixue's neck, pressed her fingertips hard on the throat, and rubbed it back and forth. There was a strange tenderness in her eyes that were so deep that they could not see the bottom, clear and muddy, like a child who was pitying her once. Very favorite toy.

The dizziness and pain were tearing at Huixue's nerves on both sides, the headache was about to split, and the oxygen in her throat was lacking to fill up, she opened her eyes halfway with difficulty, and slowly saw Shen Tinglan's face clearly in the dark, feeling sorry for her. After doing enough, he looked down at her with a haughty dominator attitude.

"Could it be all my fault..." Huixue said hoarsely, her haggard face under the moonlight was sunken and pale, without blood, the question from the deepest part of her heart was better than howling could express Desperation is far more helpless.

"Why..."

"Why should I love someone who raped me and abused me..."

The nightmare, their encounter, was just a nightmare from beginning to end.

A self-proclaimed amorous hypocrite, under the banner of love, he did all kinds of evil and poured out all his violent and lustful desires on her.

"I was not born to give vent to your desire to trample and play. You said you love me and you are sick, just to find a good reason for your sin..."

A reason for all to forgive the crime and even sympathize with her situation in turn.

Shen Tinglan watched her eyes become dark, and there was some suppressed emotion inside that was about to burst out together with her angry tone, "You asked for it, Huixue! You begged me first—"

"I'm a jerk, right?"

"It's me who didn't manage to actually and decisively kill you in your sleep."

After all, she was still wrong. The mistake was that she developed a little sympathy for Shen Tinglan, just because of the pain of seeing her go crazy looking for medicine when she was out of control. She smiled softly, just like a normal person.

Pretend, cheat, as if nothing unpleasant has ever happened between them, everything is your wish, and your body's reaction to her is also because you need her and desire her, not because you are drugged.

Huixue curled her fingers, covering the back of Shen Tinglan's hand, clung upwards along her protruding joints and veins, and suddenly matched the woman's strength to tighten her throat, "Beryl..."

She smiled miserably, the taste of blood in her mouth hadn't completely dissipated: "Otherwise you kill me, I beg you, a corpse is definitely more obedient than me now, isn't it?"

She has nothing left.

At the age of 18, how many people are dancing joyfully on the street, waiting for the wanton bloom of youth, but she is already begging for redemption with death.

She is really tired now, she really wants to see her mother, and go back to the home she was in when she was a child, only the warmth there is real, and she will definitely be able to stitch her dirty body and soul together bit by bit, and sew them together again .

In the end, she still has to apologize to Alisha, sorry, she really can't live anymore, she really, can't live anymore.

Alisa, a pure and beautiful existence like sunshine, she is so cheerful and gentle, she will never have the heart to criticize herself.

She will surely forgive and understand her compromise.

"Don't threaten me with death...!"

Shen Tinglan seemed to have been hit by her whip to a fatal embarrassment point, she gritted her teeth and spit out words, quickly broke free from Huixue's hand, wiped the blood on her lips vigorously, and murmured with a sly smile:

"You want to lie to me? And you want to play me with my love?"

"I will not make you feel better even if you die, and I will definitely not make you feel better even if you die!!"

"I surrendered... Beryl, I really surrendered in this chess game...!"

She yelled at the woman as hard as she could, and choked her throat relentlessly as if she was about to kill herself, her crazy ten fingers tightly pinched the throat, her eyes protruded, her mouth struggled to open but she could only yell out There was a strange sound of struggling and suffocating.

"Let go! Let me go! Huixue!"

Shen Tinglan immediately yelled and grabbed her hand, breaking off Huixue's fingers one by one. When her anger reached its peak, her whole body began to tear apart, "You want to leave me so much, Would you rather die than be with me!?"

She suddenly stood up and kicked Huixue's face hard. The strength of this force cannot be expressed, but the person lying on the ground obviously lost the act of struggling to injure himself because of the short-term pain.

Shen Tinglan was so frightened that she shivered and quickly lay down to sniff her breath, confirming that she could still feel the slightly hot temperature on the skin of her fingertips, she laughed again, covering her hot face with luck and excitement.

She grabbed Huixue's waist and pulled her up forcefully. She acted neatly, supported her legs, hugged her sideways, and walked out of the alley in a little panic.

The suburban streets at night are noisy and lively, and the colorful lights hanging outside the store form a rainbow corridor for the funeral. The eyes are blindfolded by the gray snow, and besides the shoe prints, there are blood oozing from the broken skin on the temples.

The body was bouncing because of the woman's gait, as if the whole world was shaking, moving away from her step by step, and abandoning her.

Shen Tinglan quickly summoned a car on the road. Tonight, there was a long queue of cars and carriages of various colors on the road. He heard the conversations of the passers-by who were laughing and laughing. vast.

Of course, they quickly said in a joking tone: "It's just a few things that are neither human nor dog. I thought it was a big deal."

The driver smiled flatteringly, and wanted to open his mouth to say something flattering to Shen Tinglan, but the woman didn't even look at him, folded Huixue's hands and feet into the car, and said straight away: "Go to the train station, Go to train station!"

The driver was a little taken aback by her slightly agitated emotions, "Ah, yes, but that orc, I think her forehead seems to be bleeding, is it okay, don't go to the hospital..."

"Go to the train station!" Shen Tinglan turned back and shouted at him, the driver immediately shut up and went quiet, lowered his head and walked quickly to the driver's seat to start the engine.

Under the urging of Shen Tinglan's order, the car drove faster and faster, but the wide road became congested due to the traffic flow, and Huixue, who was lying on the side of the car, regained consciousness in a daze, and wanted to open his eyes but his face was extremely painful.

"Hey, Huixue, we can go back soon, all this has never happened, okay?"

"Shall we start again later, Huixue?"

Shen Tinglan smiled stiffly, and clasped Huixue's shoulders hard, her bones ached and sore from being pressed, as if her fingers had already sunk into the flesh.

Huixue didn't even dare to imagine how miserable the day of returning to Nancheng would be.

She didn't respond to Shen Tinglan, and the carriage fell into complete silence, more precisely dead silence.

The scene outside the car window is filled with the sweeping of headlights and sudden exposure.

The storefront of that restaurant was the bow of a ship, surrounded by green and turbulent sea, Huixue stood on the top of the deck, with her eyes closed, feeling the cold wind penetrating her empty shell countless times.

Many good people under the sea waved and cheered for her, leading her to jump down and fall into the abyss.

Huixue curled the corners of her lips, and the joy of relief that she had never felt pushed her to the top.

With the last of her strength, she slammed into the car door, and the speed of the car matched her and threw her out.