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The dim light skimmed over the slender fingertips, the scenery outside the car window passed by. "Christmas Eve..."

The sky wasn't completely lit up yet. A drizzling rain, dim yellow lights, and the dark gray carriage was shaking.

Who would have thought that she would fall to such a state? "Resisting the dizziness and discomfort, he touched the last fruit in his pocket and bit into it between his teeth. The light, sweet and salty taste of it filled the air with a clean, sweet fragrance.

The middle-aged woman was carrying a four or five-year-old boy. The child looked at her, then suddenly turned around and tugged at his mother's clothes. "Mom, I want some sugar too."

As she spoke, her gaze was still fixed on her.

"I didn't buy sugar." The middle aged woman looked at Chen Cancan, and understood something, "Miss, children cause trouble endlessly, do you still have more candy? Give him one and take it. "

"No more." Stunned, she shook her head. She couldn't swallow the sugar in her mouth, so she smiled awkwardly and showed the empty bag to the child, "Nah, it's empty."

Sure enough, the children started a ruckus. Everyone in the carriage looked over and frowned in annoyance. One must know that many people still needed to sleep.

"But I have a card, do you want to play?" Chen Cancan suddenly felt around for the thick stack of cards in her backpack. Although she had already lost a few, most of them were still there.

She slowly pushed away a half circle on the table. The child really did like strange things. She immediately grabbed a few and looked at the complicated patterns on the table. After turning it over and over, the child finally calmed down and let out a sigh of relief.

"Elder sister, what is this picture?" The child approached her with great interest, tears of interest still dripping down her cheeks.

"This one …" She was stunned for a moment. If this card was aimed at her, then the child's move would be upside-down? He frowned and whispered, "Sitting on the throne is the emperor. He is wearing a jeweled crown and holds a scepter."

The fourth card of the Tarot, Akana the Great, is the Emperor, whose main source of power is wisdom, which governs all things in the world. The Emperor's position was supreme, and his authority could not be questioned.

When the deck is upright, it represents strong will and steady energy.

When the card is upside-down, it means willfulness, brutality and cruelty...

He opened his mouth, but no words came out. So what if he did? She was just a child, so she couldn't understand even if she heard him. She yawned, leaned against the window, and slowly closed her eyes. If she slept for a bit, she would probably wake up soon …

It was already morning by the time they arrived at the destination station. She slept for a while, and other than the bumps along the way, her bones hurt, but she was in good spirits.

After getting off the car, she realized that she couldn't find where he was anymore. What was his identity now? Could he have gotten married and built a family? Could it be that his son had already left? Will you... Forgot her?

She went back to school, but the gatekeeper didn't recognize her. Fortunately, she still remembered the names of the teachers who had taught her and gave their names. Moreover, it just so happened to be a Saturday.

After taking in a deep breath, the cold wind had filled his lungs to the point where he was unable to catch his breath. The windows were still bright and clean, and after he found his previous class, he was able to draw the outline of the motto and graffiti carved on the table.

At that time, her hair reached her waist and her family was not rich, but she lived a carefree life with no worries. She had a pampered but lively personality, groups of friends, and perfect boyfriend … In the empty corridor, the short-haired woman slowly crouched down and sobbed.

She did not know that a person could be this cruel. She had lost a leg, and she could clearly see a person, so she did not want to die like this. Under the gaze of those numb and emotionless eyes, she jumped.

She still remembered her previous name, Chen Cancan.

She ran with all her might, desperately trying to escape but was dragged into a dilemma by him. In the darkness, she kept complaining, "Don't you love me? Why did you implicate me? I could have run out, just a little bit more! "Why?!"

"…"

He said, "I want to live..."

He repeated it again and again, stubbornly, until it finally became somewhat eerie.

On the seventh day, he dragged her by the feet and held her close, gently but unable to break free, his face against her face, sobbing softly, whether it was an act or an act, and she opened her mouth a little but couldn't say anything because he had bitten her wrist, sucked hard, greedily like a vampire, no, by then he was already a vampire.

She couldn't beat him because he had a mountain-climbing dagger in his hand, a faint blue blade. Because she didn't want to trouble him, she let him keep it, and the snacks in her bag had already been eaten up. He was still very good to her, eating her until her blood couldn't fill her stomach.

It was also that night that she gave up hope of living.

"I want to live." He whispered into her ear. His eyes were filled with ruthlessness. She could not believe that this boy, who had always been gentle and considerate, sometimes even revealed a slightly shy expression. With her delicate facial features, scholarly face, and the thick aura from Scroll, her pupils became as hard to see through as if they were made of obsidian.

"Du Hao, I hate you. I wish I could eat your bones and blood, swallow your soul, and haunt you for all eternity …"

The corners of her lips curled upwards, a deep resentment bringing with it a destructive aura, a bone-chilling cold wind falling from her side, bringing with it all of her ruthlessness and lies. However, what awaited her was not hell, but the price of a leg.

Du Hao, when you return from your midnight dream, am I the same as before, or are my bones still the same?

She didn't go home after being rescued, and she didn't want to go home. Her mother and father had a new marriage after their divorce, and then she was taken by her mother, her brother by his father, and the family separated.

Then her mother died and committed suicide, and her stepfather married another woman, her current home. The two of them only had obligations towards her and did not give any feelings for her, and even if she was sent back with news of her death, they would only be surprised for a moment.

Therefore, she only sent some money to him anonymously every year. It could be said that she was doing her best and she did not intend to disturb him.

For the past few years, she was under her father's care. Her father had started a company, so the financial conditions were not bad, and he had installed an artificial limb for her, which had been recovering recently. Her brother had taken good care of her, but he looked at her as if she was a commodity, and in the end, she was still her biological daughter.