Go Through My Demon Host

Chapter 884: Extra: Isseisei (3)

   Chapter 884

  Everyone persuaded him to find a girlfriend and get out of his emotional injury.

  He said coldly and indifferently,

  "My love has left, and has been away for many years, my love will come back to me. I have been waiting for her, otherwise, she will be angry."

   Finally, he smiled slightly.

  Yes, she will be angry.

  He can't make her angry, he will always wait for her.

  Father Bei even gave him a girl who was seven-pointed like dyed white.

  The next day,

  The girl was lying in the hospital unidentified.

  He laughed, laughed crazy, laughed paranoid, and laughed a bit childishly.

  This is one of his few smiles,

He said,

  "The person I love, she is a unique existence in the world, and she will not be replaced by anyone. Anyone who wants to impersonate her should be destroyed. The defective product should not exist to defile her."

  His life,

  It's like being two people.

  In his room, there are two pillows and white painted portraits.

  Every time he eats, he prepares an extra serving and puts it next to him.

  When the food is cold, he will pour it out.

  Next time, I still have two copies.

  He speaks into the air and smiles into the air.

  He has two sets of toiletries.

  Furniture is arranged according to the style that Dye Bai likes.

  It was as if Yan Bai had never left him.

  Day after day, year after year, flowers bloom and fall.

  He never gave up this habit.

  He laughed,

   "The one I love, she has always been with me, and I will never leave her."

  No one will know,

  He at midnight

  Drinking, lying alone in the room, calling the name again and again.

  "White...white..."

  Even if he never gets a response, he still shouts.

  He stroked his fingertips across the window, staring hollowly at the bustling outside the window.

Where are you my love?

  His health is not good, he often works overtime all night, drinking and drinking until his stomach bleeds.

  In my thirties, my body is already decadent.

  He didn't care, he still went his own way.

  The night of that day.

  He dreamed of her, that was the first time he dreamed of her!

  It was an illusory place, surrounded by mist, as if it was covered with a layer of veil, making it invisible and impenetrable.

  There is an ice coffin in the center, in which lies a delicate and beautiful girl.

  That is a girl who is unforgettable for a lifetime.

  The thrilling beauty is breathtaking.

  He in a dream,

   yelled the girl again and again, with a deep and affectionate voice.

  "White...white..."

  When I wake up early the next morning,

  He laughed, childish, and very happy.

  He dreamed of her,

  That person is her, his for nothing.

  He finally dreamed of her.

  When someone finds Bei Xiu Ye.

   is in the room, breaking in.

   is in a neat, black and white room.

  A handsome and expensive man lay gracefully on the bed, his eyes closed, his slender hands put together.

   seems to be asleep.

  On the bedside table, there is also a glass of red wine. The bright red liquid seems to be stained with blood.

  He smiled with thin scarlet lips and held a photo tightly in his hand.

  Even during the autopsy and the burial, the photo was held tightly by him.

  That is a photo dyed white in this world.

  That was his fate.

  Later, the red wine was tested and it was said that poison was dissolved in it.

  He just left, leaving the world.

  For him, it seemed to be a relief.

  In this world,

  There is such a person, once you meet it, you will have a glimpse of ten thousand years.

  There is such a kind of love, once caught, it is as deep as the sea.

  The heartbeat is often only a moment, and if you fall in love, it is hard to get over.

  Even if you turn your back on the world, you will never hesitate.

   Bring a person in the day and night, waiting for a lifetime.

  Love a splendid relationship with one person, and a love one person lives up to it.

  Play a song 缱绻like the sea, play a song in the prosperous age.

  The flowers on the Mos are blooming, and the love will not regret another year.

  One affection leads to death; one thought leads to prison.

  No regrets, no regrets...

  To be home, to be home...

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