Anyway, the whole world does not love her, the whole world is not willing to help her, even if she adores the young, eyes are not falling on her, this world is unfair, do not want to give her a little love!
And she, who doesn't love the world, seems to play with it in applause and give out her weak resistance and cry.
Anyway, I don't like it at all!
Go to hell!
Just after her negative energy to the world reached a climax, she suddenly heard a kind of sound of approaching, stepping on the fallen leaves, making a rustling sound.
To tell you the truth, in such a deep mountain, suddenly someone quietly close, is the individual will feel fear.
It's like those weird movies, the camera is spinning wildly, the sound is * * and gasping, and the rustle of leaves that makes people feel numb. Everything is gray, only the color of blood is very strange.
She was so afraid that she could even detect that the man seemed to be standing behind him.
Suddenly, a pair of hands suddenly put on her shoulder.
She waved her hands like a reflex: "don't touch me!" In fact, her mind was full of scenes of killing and dismembering. At that moment, she suddenly found that she loved the world, especially in the face of death.
She hasn't served her grandmother till she grows old!
She didn't put on her best clothes. In her best condition, she said to her youth, "I like you. I like you before I met you, just because I heard your voice.".
She didn't do anything, she didn't let the world bow down, how can she die in a Wimpy way?!
She found that this ridiculous dignity did not seem to matter at all in front of life. She should have called Qu huazi crying for help just now!
However, her hand was held back, and the voice of the young man came with a unique hoarseness: "it's me."
Suddenly, she felt like she was about to burn. The temperature from the wrist is higher than that of ordinary people. It is like a burning flame. It spreads from the wrist to the whole body and suddenly warms up.
Of course, it's more because of shame and embarrassment, because she cried just now, and now her eyes are still red, and even there are tears on her cheek that haven't been wiped dry.
Fortunately, it was dark at that time, and she could only delude herself to pray. Xue Jingyun certainly didn't see her cry.
Do not accept any refutation!!!
She and Xue Jingyun were embarrassed for two seconds.
She never thought that it was Xue Jingyun who appeared in front of her at this time. She looked at her with a kind of mild eyes just like a God.
It was like watching the fire with insight, seeing through all her obscure thoughts and lowliness.
She was so softened by his eyes that she almost wanted to cry in his arms.
But, she counseled, she did not dare.
He rubbed his cheek and earned his wrist.
Probably because of anger, but also because of panic, her voice some big: "let go!"
Xue Jingyun slowly released her, and the worry in her eyes was finally less: "lost?"
She pulled back her hand, still a little embarrassed, in front of Xue Jingyun, she just can't control her emotions, she seems to be very fierce and indifferent to Xue Jingyun: "HMM."
"Come on, I'll take you back." Xue Jingyun didn't say anything else to her. Yes, there was no consolation.