From her eyes, there was sadness and disbelief. There were many complex emotions that people couldn't see through. Even she didn't know where the torture emotion came from.

"Shen Xu..." She softened his name.

Shen Xu is only one foot away from him, and still holding her hand, but somehow he suddenly feels that Fuduo is far away from him.

Fuduoduo looked at the bleak ground, slowly raised his eyes, seriously looked at Shen Xu's face, and gently opened his thin lips: "do you think this scene is very familiar..."

Before she knew it, her eyes suddenly turned red.

Shen Xu's eyebrows flashed in confusion.

"Duoduo?" He took her hand.

Fuduoduo pulls out the tip of his nose, looks around with some hesitation, and breaks Shen Xu's hand away. Afraid of panic, fuduoduo steps back and covers his ears, trying to separate the loneliness and malice of the world.

"I seem to have been in this bleak for a long time. I'm the only one..."

"It's very desolate there. There's no one to accompany me. My most precious things have been taken away. They shut me in this kind of yard and wake me up every morning The ground is covered with withered leaves, the wind is rustling, and there is no smell of people. "

"I don't know what hunger is. Every day when I wake up, I sit on the steps and look at the top right of the deserted courtyard. I always feel that my most precious thing will come back from that direction. I always feel that they will come to accompany me from that direction, so that I don't want to be so cold and isolated from the world..."

Fuduoduo covered his ears and retreated to the corner. Dake's tears came out of his eyes. He slowly slid down his cheek and from under the mask, dropping to the ground.

The dead leaves on the ground are crushed by her. Fuduo's back clings to the wall and looks at Shen Xu standing in the center of the courtyard.

Shen Xu stood there quietly, as always warm, that eyebrow I do not know when has been contaminated with the sharp touch, the original cowardly youth, has long been non-existent.

Now standing in front of her is not a teenager, is a man, her man.

Shen Xuwei frowned and swept the courtyard coldly. He held out his hand to Fuduo, "lady, come here."

Fuduo shakes his head, as if there are firewood wolves, tigers and leopards behind Shen Xu.

"The yard is not good. I'll take you to the inn." Aware of the seriousness of the matter, Shen Xu has always been as calm as Fuduo, and has never been so impolite.

She's not very human, she always knew.

Shen Xu strides to fuduoduo.

Fuduoduo's vision was gradually in a trance. All the food in front of him was indistinct. It was like a layer of fog in front of him. Suddenly, the confusion slowly disappeared.

In front of my eyes, I gradually recovered.

Standing in front of her is still Shen Xu, but it is not Shen Xu. That person has the same face as Shen Xu, but the angular outline is colder. There is no trace of temperature and emotion in his eyes. He stares at her coldly.

In the center of his brow, there is a fire.

That pair of deep narrow Danfeng eyes, filled with cold, overwhelming toward fuduoduo, vowed to swallow fuduoduo, not to give her a living.

At the same time, the pain suddenly rose from her heart, as if a big palm had penetrated her chest and ravaged her heart.

Pain, fuduoduo can't breathe.

"Who are you?"

He held out his hand and called softly: "Duoduo..."

"Who are you?" Fuduo resisted to retreat, constantly retreating, his eyes let her fear, holding her as if let her fall into the ice Valley, the whole body is cold.