Quick Transmigration: The villains don't follow the routine!

At that moment, she was desperate, ridiculously desperate.

The feeling of being severely hurt by someone she loved and trusted was like being stabbed with a knife, so painful that she couldn't help curling up.

Want to leave, want to forget, want to never see this person again.

She hated, she repelled, she hurt him as much as possible, and hurt herself at the same time.

Then, the opportunity presented itself.

She hesitated for a moment before grabbing it.

She is leaving.She must leave.

but--

When she softened a little, he seemed to get a whole world of happiness, like eating his favorite candy when he was a child.

Innocent and innocent, as if exactly the same as back then.

She didn't believe the countless soft words, and she even despised him. He overturned the food he served countless times, but he only smiled wryly, and then continued talking to himself to make her happy as if nothing had happened.

And that painting, what "I can only see you", is really stupid.Song Le's nose was sore, and with a sneer, water mist formed in front of his eyes.

But that's exactly what happened.

During the all-night care, she coughed, and he was more uncomfortable than her, nervous, and he had a fever all night, so he could change seven or eight basins of water to wipe her over and over again.

He sketched out the future in detail, and it could be seen that he was really looking forward to it. Like a child, he could smile happily and squint his eyes when he said childish things about going out to play.

How, how could there be such a person.

He—seems like he doesn't even want himself, loves him so much that he even loses himself.

She was afraid.

She had never seen such love before, she was afraid and did not understand.

Falling into the secular concept that "love cannot hurt, let alone selfish possession" cannot achieve results.

How could she forget.

What Shen Ruoyi has been instilled since she was a child is the darkness of "getting, possessing, and unscrupulous", as well as endless abuse and violence.

No one ever loved him.

No one loves him.

No one told him what love is, what is tender love.

He was groping for his own way to love someone, but he accidentally made a wrong move, but he had to bear all the blame and pain.

Song Le choked with sobs, and finally couldn't help crying.

She... she, she.

He reached out tremblingly and touched his cold fingers lightly.

Song Leduo wanted to tell him that if she did it all over again, she would teach him, teach him well...

She clearly knew that there was an abyss in Shen Ruoyi's heart, he didn't believe in his goodness, he didn't believe that anyone would love him, he always thought that he was filthy.

However, like everyone else, she made the choice of escaping, avoiding, fearing, and rejecting.

Tell him with actions: "You are dirty, you are disgusting, you get out."

How could she be like this.

Song Le's tears fell one by one.

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Shen Ruoyi had a dream.

In the dream, it was still a tragic beginning.He hates, he resents, he is helpless.

But in his oppressive and painful life, he was vaguely looking forward to something.

It seemed that in the next moment, there would be an unrivaled hero to rescue him from this dark quagmire.

He believed, and gradually became less afraid, because there was a person who was silently guarding him.

That person, her every frown, smile, and frolic, seemed to be branded on his heart.

It hurts, but it's sweet.

He loved her so much, but in the end he hurt her.

—his light disliked him, she didn't want him.

One wrong step, one wrong step.Shen Ruoyi laughed at herself.

I heard her tell a story before.

Once upon a time there was a child who wanted to store up a little sunlight to light up a room that was always dark because he had no money to buy candles.

So he took a small clay pot and waited in the sun for a day.

But when the child happily ran into the house and carefully tried to take out the sunlight, when he opened it, what he saw was still darkness.