Chapter 243

It's all death, but the meaning is different.

To Wen Yan dance, it's totally two natures to wear well and die again, and to die naked.

It's dignified to die dressed up, but it's not dignified to die now.

For her last request, Shen Yue just laughed, didn't say anything, but slowly raised his right hand.

Five fingers of the right hand into a hook!

He wants to pinch my neck, smell swallow dance immediately understand, wry smile, closed his eyes.

She has the strength to struggle and the words to plead. Instead of doing so, she is willing to die.

She is already a walking corpse, can wither wood hair new bud, is irrigated by this man.

Without him, even if he didn't kill her, she couldn't live.

It's better to die in his hands than to be tortured to death by Acacia after losing him.

Shen Yue's right hand stuck her neck. It was cold.

Wen Yanwu raised her chin subconsciously, which could help him crush her throat easily.

Snake like right hand, stuck in her neck, did not move.

"Shen Yue, hurry up and stop waiting for me."

Waiting as long as a century, but also did not wait for throat pain, smell the swallow dance whispered urge.

Shen Yue spoke this time and asked, "don't you feel cold?"

I don't feel cold?

What does he mean by that? He was stunned by the swallow dance. When he opened his eyes, he found that he was looking out of the window.

In autumn, the temperature is high during the day and low at night.

Especially when it's raining, the moist cold air blows in from the screen window.

When I first came in, I was excited by the smell of Yan dance. Of course, I didn't feel cold.

Now she felt chilly after Shen Yue reminded her.

But her skin didn't feel cold, because her heart was colder.

Shen Yue's right hand, slowly around her neck, a little force hook, the woman slowly bent down, like a puppet, no matter how he tossed, will not have any opinion.

"Go to bed, it's late. Tomorrow, I have to go to the company to hand in my work. "

After pulling her down, Shen Yue raised her right hand, put her small head in her armpit, helped to take down her left leg, patted her on the back, whispered and closed her eyes.

Soon, he snored evenly.

Hearing Yanwu, he was always staring at him, just like a dream.

Until the night wind suddenly big, holding the stars from the window blowing rain, fall on the body, let her tremble, she just understand.

Although Shen Yue was desperate for losing her beloved girl, he never intended to kill her to vent his anger.

Because he had already killed her, after the countdown to the swallow dance.

He didn't kill her, he just accepted her.

He won't kill a woman who would rather die in order to be with him, although the evil result of his principle collapse is that he lost Zhan Xiaobai.

Looking at Shen Yue, who seemed to be asleep, her tears gradually blurred her eyes. She changed her posture slightly. She buried her head in his armpit and closed her eyes.

A few minutes later, she fell asleep.

In my heart, I am surprisingly calm.

The night wind is stronger, and the rain through the screen window is more and more. It's cool to sprinkle on them.

The light was not turned off, and the soft light sprinkled on the two men and women who were embracing each other and sleeping, just like putting on a layer of brocade quilt for them.

sound of dripping water

I don't know how long after that, a car flute came from outside the window. I woke up and heard the swallow dance. My eyelashes fluttered and slowly opened my eyes.

It's already dawn.

Annoying autumn rain, do not know when to stop, the clouds have dispersed, the sun at 6:30 in the morning, red rising from the window.

Shen Yue is still with her.

She is still lying in his armpit, but her left leg is on his waist, next to a hot thing.

"Well, it's very comfortable."

Wen Yan Wu closed her eyes again and sighed happily in her heart.

This is her best sleep in 15 years.

When I fall asleep, I don't do anything. It's like just closing my eyes and opening them, only to find that several hours have passed.

It's just a little cold.

After feeling a little cold, Wen Yanwu drilled into Shen Yue's armpit and opened his eyes again.

She couldn't believe it. After she had such a big accident last night, Shen Yue didn't even scold her. He just hugged her and had a good sleep.

"Am I dead?"

When I thought of it, I was afraid of the swallow dance.

She is afraid that all this is the illusion after her death. In fact, she was strangled by Shen Yue in the early morning. Maybe her body was thrown into Yingxiu Lake overnight. After being seen by some morning exerciser, she screamed and called the police.

To determine whether you are alive or dead, the most common way is to pinch yourself.

If it hurts, it's still alive.

No pain, that is dead, in front of all this happiness, are illusions.

Smell Yan dance left hand forcefully pinched under the silk cool air, from the bottom of my heart out.

It doesn't hurt.

She pinched herself so hard that she couldn't feel the pain.

"Am I really dead?"

Hearing Yan Wu's pale face, she pinched again, but it didn't hurt.

"You, you still killed me."

Wen Yanwu raised her head, looked at the face of love, and said in a hoarse voice.

Shen Yue opened his sleepy eyes and his face was full of impatience: "if you pinch yourself hard and don't feel the pain, you are really killed by me."

"What pinches me?"

Smell Yan dance Leng next, bow to see.

After only one look, I wanted to find a crack in the ground.

She did pinch twice just now, but it was Shen Yue who pinched him. The grease on his left leg was pinched and bleeding.

"Stupid girl."

Shen Yue scolded a sentence, stretched out a hand to pinch on her snow shoulder, ache of she, ah of a scream.

I'm not dead.

Excellent!

Hearing Yan dance, he was so overjoyed that he twisted his waist like a snake and lay down on Shen Yue's chest. His lips were half open and he began to kiss him on the face.

"Almost. You didn't brush your teeth."

Looking at her endless kisses, Shen Yue raised his hand, pulled her chin, yawned and said lazily, "go and make breakfast. After that, I have to go to work. "

"Good."

Hear Yan dance Jiao voice to promise, turn over to sit up, but be stunned again.

She realized that she was sleeping in the same bed with her nominal future son-in-law at the exhibition house, in the guest room.

Last night, Zhan Xiaobai came, saw their indulgent behavior, apologized politely and left.

In the living room outside the door, there was the cough of the old exhibition and the sound of TV programs.

Even, you can hear Zhan Xiaobai's voice: "Dad, what would you like to eat this morning?"

Lao Zhan replied, "as long as you make it, Dad loves it."

"Well, let's make millet porridge and fried eggs. Oh, I'll peel an apple for you first. Eating a fruit in the morning is good for your health. "

From the dialogue between the father and daughter, I can't hear the slightest sense of anger.

Just like, she and Shen Yue don't exist at all.

If only that were true.

When she was staring at the door in a daze, Shen Yue patted heavily on her left buttock: "go to cook, what are you doing?"

The sound is very clear. It's estimated that morning exercisers on the Bank of Yingxiu lake can hear it, not to mention the exhibitor's father and daughter outside the living room.

Hearing Yan Wu's delicate body tremble, he looks back at Shen Yue, his face blushing like red cloth.

Seeing that she clenched her lips and did not speak, Shen Yue sighed: "Alas, it's hard for an ugly daughter-in-law to meet her in-law. You can't stay in the house all your life, can you? What's more, you haven't done anything. At most, that is to say, he came to me in the middle of the night to have a comfortable sleep. "

Hearing the swallow dance, he asked in a low voice, "why don't you go out first?"

Shen Yue's answer was straightforward: "I'm a man. Men, all want face. "

Wen Yanwu raised his hand. His spring scallion like fingers caressed his face like a soft wind, and then got out of bed.

When she came last night, she was only wearing a black veil pajamas, barefoot.

It's embarrassing to go out in this dress again.

Looking at her opening the wardrobe to look for her shirt, Shen Yue lifted the blanket on the floor with his feet and covered it on his body. He said lazily, "when you become a puma, there's no need to build a memorial archway."

Hearing Yan Wu's action of holding the shirt, she froze. Looking back at him, she said softly, "Shen Yue, I will love you all my life."

With a snap of his fingers, Shen Yue said, "yes, of course you hurt me. Who makes you so much older than me? "

"No, you don't want me. Otherwise, I will die. "

The more relaxed he was, the more nervous he was when he heard the swallow dance.

Finally, Shen Yue put away his unorthodox appearance and said faintly, "I won't let you die. Even if you die, you can only die in my hands. "

She laughed at Yan Wu.

Extremely happy, Duqi mouth, raised his hand to give him a kiss, twisting his waist, curling out of the door.

In the living room, Zhan Xiaobai, an old man in a wheelchair, is watching TV. Zhan Xiaobai is chipping an apple for him. From time to time, father and daughter talk in a low voice and laugh twice.

After hearing the sound of opening the door, father and daughter looked up at her together.

Everyone looked at each other. Zhan Xiaobai immediately lowered his head and peeled the apple like nothing happened.

But Lao Zhan said with a smile, "swallow dance, good morning."

"Good morning, Zhenhua. Good morning, Xiaobai

After hearing Yan Wu's calm look, she said hello with a smile and walked quickly to the stairs: "I'll change my clothes first, and then I'll cook. Xiaobai, what would you like to eat? "

Zhan Xiaobai didn't speak.

Wen Yanwu didn't plan to answer. She quickly walked up the stairs, and every step was steady.

Shen Yue is right. Now that he has become a young man, there is no need to build a memorial archway.

Lao Zhan is right. She has nothing to do with the exhibitor.

She is just a widowed and married woman who has long died of her husband. When she meets a man she likes, she goes to pursue boldly. There is no need to care about who's opinion.

No one has the right to stop her from pursuing men.

At most, she will help Shen Yue protect Zhan Xiaobai, just as old Zhan hoped.

Hearing the sound of Yan Wu closing the bedroom door, Shen Yue came out of the guest room.

No doubt, his face is thicker than that of Wen Yanwu. After saying hello to old Zhan, he asked, "Mr. Zhan, can you also help me to peel an apple?"

"Good."

Zhan Xiaobai looks up at him with a smile.

"Thank you."

After thanking him, Shen Yue turned back to his room and said, "I'll go wash first."

He did not dare to look at Zhan Xiaobai.

Although Zhan Xiaobai's face is full of smile and his eyes are bright, it seems that there is a terrible thing hidden in his eyes. He can rush out at any time and tear him to pieces.

"Xiaobai, you've cut all the apples."

Lao Zhan didn't have a smile on his face. He just looked at his daughter in the guest room fiercely and said in a soft voice: "some things have been settled in the dark for a long time. All you have to do is let it be. "

"I know."

Zhan Xiaobai said: "but I still can't swallow this breath."

"Xiaobai, you have grown up a lot. Well, now, I can leave safely. "

Lao Zhan leaned back in his wheelchair, closed his eyes and murmured, "if you have time, have a good chat with Yanwu."

Just as he said this, a short siren came from the road outside the villa.

They looked out and saw a police car parked outside the door.