Died at the age of 17

Emily kept smiling, and the corners of her mouth were already stiff.Her smile was a ferocious mask woven by gloomy hatred, before the smile covered her eyes, a thin layer of cold frost formed.

She was knitting wool, and the thick wool piled up on her legs. She knit stitch by stitch painstakingly, and the dark time was picked by her fingertips like this.It's just that no one can see that the wooden woolen needle is split in the middle, hiding a sharp silver needle, shining coldly.

Xia Musha smiled, but the smile was extremely vicissitudes.The youth's clarity and cheerfulness seemed to no longer belong to him.He looked at his younger sister. The profile of the younger sister's profile was very similar to that of his mother. The younger sister's belly was already swollen, and she looked like she was about to give birth.

He remembered that it was also such a spring, with the fragrance of daisies in the air.He lay on his mother's lap, listening to the beating of his little sister's heart.He is full of expectations for this coming little life, he wants to give her all the good things in the world, he wants to cover her eyes so that she will never see the darkness.

The smell of disinfectant in the ward faded, and he seemed to smell the scent of daisies again.He watched the younger sister in front of him gradually blur, and he fell into a deep sleep.

Emily waited until her yarn grew into a long strand.She listened, it was very quiet all the time, and the sound of dust colliding with each other could be heard clearly.She bent down and listened to her brother's breathing gradually becoming even.

Finally, she twisted her hands, and the silver needle lost its wooden wrapping and was exposed in the air, shining softly but unable to hide its sharp killing intent.Her innocence was lost the moment blood filled her eyes, her world was blood-red, and only Vulcan was her light.Dark blood flowed slowly under her skin, bursting out with dark passion.

She lowered her head and gently untied the layers of bandages on her little brother's neck. The flesh that hadn't seen the sun for many days was exposed to the air, and the pink flesh filled the hideous wound.Her voice was very low, and she whispered in Xia Musha's ear, 'I'm sorry, he is my husband after all, and I can't live without him. '

It's just that everything is just her wishful thinking. She thinks that Vulcan loves her, and this is just an excuse for her to whitewash her desire, so fragile.How could she not know, but she was still paralyzing herself.He loves me, he loves me, this is the voice that has been shouting from the bottom of her heart, and now this voice is getting stronger and stronger, as if it has crushed all the rationality she has built up with difficulty.

She held up the long silver needle high in the air, and the thin and cool moonlight formed a layer of mist on the needle.Soon, soon he would feel no more pain.She will bear all his love and pain for him.

Xia Musha was already asleep, drowsy.He is like a child, with a simple smile on his face.When he woke up, the reality that belonged to him was already full of haze.Only in his dream can he have the pure happiness of a child.He had no premonition of the impending danger.

Emily's hand was trembling all the time, the silver needle paused in the air, and finally fell down, pointing directly at Xia Musha's throat.She seemed to have seen the silver needle piercing Xia Musha's throat, the blood gushed out and wet the bed sheets, his eyes might be filled with infinite sorrow and sorrow, but in the end everything would be dim and loose.His pupils will gradually dilate, and his smile will gradually cool.

The fate belonging to them in this life will fall apart in an instant, and there will be no trace to be found.She still doesn't understand the kindness in this life, and she will pay it back in the next life.

But at the moment when her silver needle pierced her little brother's throat, a pair of cold hands held her hand.She felt a kind of sticky coldness as if surrounded by poisonous snakes, she felt her scalp tingling, she turned her head and saw the person she loved was smiling at her.

Although he is smiling, but people can not feel any joy, but deathly gloomy.His smile was extremely compassionate, but what came out of his cloudy eyes was indifference and hatred, which made people tremble.

Although his hands were bony, they also showed strength, making it impossible for people to escape.The silver needle in Emily's hand fell to the ground, making a short and clear sound.Emily changed her face and stared blankly at Vulkan.

At that moment, Vulcan thought a lot. These days, he has been thinking about how to deal with the child in Emily's stomach.Right now, he finally made up his mind that he must kill the evil, and not allow his dark blood to spread in the world.Perhaps only in this way can Emily's life get back on track.He has always regarded Emily as his younger sister, and the essence of their souls is extremely similar, so he couldn't bear to hurt her.

It's just that no one taught him how to love and how to treat those who love him. He was surrounded by hatred from the moment he was born.True love forgives everyone except the unloved.

'You go back first.Do not come again. 'His tone was light, but permeated with this kind of patience and tenderness, giving people a dangerous illusion that maybe he still loves him.Yeah, there's no redemption for people like them, they can only lick each other's wounds after the night falls.

Emily froze, a frenzied obsession flashing across her face.This road has gone too far, she can't help but love.Her trembling stopped.The expected punishment didn't come, and the people she loved didn't even blame her.It's all unbelievably perfect.

Vulkan has been guarding Xia Musha's side all the time, never leaving.If you leave for a second, you are afraid that Xia Musha will be hurt.It's just that Xia Musha, who is asleep, knows nothing, he knows nothing about danger, and he knows nothing about love.

It's just that Xia Musha remembered the past very clearly.He remembered his extreme behavior of looking for death and life last winter, and also remembered Vulcan's gentle tenderness in his arms.He thought that he had already looked down on everything, but he couldn't see through his love for Vulcan.

He remembered the pencil portrait, drawn on paper but engraved in his soul.That love has already penetrated into the flesh and blood, and even death cannot eliminate the love.It seems that it is a doomed fate in the previous life, and it will take a lifetime to repay it.

He took life and death very lightly, but he still couldn't see through love.It's just that he's too tired to love.There was a strong premonition in his heart, and he knew that their love was only a mad indulgence, and when one of them stopped being mad, their love would come to an end.

He didn't want that beautiful hope to end in his own hands, he would rather pretend to be crazy, he would rather pretend to be asleep.He is willing to bear all the harm, only in exchange for his happiness.

Alex arrived with a bouquet of flowers.Alex is the doctor's name.

He looked at the patient lying on the hospital bed, and he stared at him several times. The more he looked, the more he looked like the political senior who had been haunting Vulcan's side back then.The whole of Paris knew that Vulcan was his lover.Except for those who have a crush on Vulkan, who would know the heartache.

Vulkan's voice rang in Alex's ear, 'Do you have the abortion pill?' His tone was short and tactful.

As far as Alex could remember, Vulkan had never spoken to him like that.It's just that when his mind slowed down a beat and began to process the content of the conversation, he froze.Of course he has. He opened a clinic in Huajie. How could he open his business without abortion pills.It's just that he couldn't figure out why Vulcan wanted abortion pills.Alex nodded slowly.

'The harm to the human body should be as small as possible. 'Vulkan then exhorted, his tone was so light that no one could hear his emotions.

Xia Musha has woken up, but he has not opened his eyes, he has been eavesdropping on their conversation.There was a burst of bitterness in his heart, and he could stop everything that was about to happen.It's just that he is still lying on the bed unmoved, his timid appearance is no different from his brother, he can't even protect the one he loves.

He had no reason to hate his brother anymore, he even started to hate himself.He thought he had underestimated everything, but in fact he saw through nothing.When I heard that vicious curse, my first reaction was joy and excitement. I was so miserable, and I had to use such a tragic way to prove my miserable existence.

He thought, this is not a kind of salvation.The sinful blood belonging to that ancient family was finally cut off in their generation and will not continue to be passed on.Yes, he knew that he would never have a child, and now he just lost the right to be an uncle, nothing but suffering for his sister.

He can see his little sister's expectation and love for the child and the future, so how should he face her.It is better to continue to sleep and sleep in a dream for a long time, so that you can never face these sufferings and tortures.

Emily felt a heart-piercing pain. The pain surged from her lower abdomen, and it became more and more intense, like a rising tide.

She howled in pain, but he was the only one in this huge room.She struggled to stand up, and the severe pain caused her to fall to the ground.She prostrated herself on the ground and crawled to the door step by step. Blood gushed out from her body, leaving a long and miserable bloodstain.

Her cries cut through the night, and disappeared silently in the dark night, leaving only the despair in her eyes dissipating in the air.

The child is her only hope, the proof of her love.And this road paved with blood is her love and hope that gradually leads to withering and death.

Her face was as pale as paper, with blood stained on her lips, she looked extremely strange.She was lying on the ground, but she still kept her eyes open.A second before she fell into a coma, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, that smile was innocent and innocent.

After all, she still didn't expect that Vulcan would be so cold as to attack her own child.Yes, there is nothing he can't do, but in his own fantasy, he has been obsessed like a dream.Pure whiteness cannot be tarnished, and unless she breaks it with her own hands, her obsession will never be broken.

She is still in love with Vulcan, but hate and love are mixed together, thick and chaotic, entangled, tearing her life apart.Why gave her hope and gave her despair again.She would rather die like this.

That's right, Vulcan didn't do the drugging himself.His hands were already covered with blood, but buds sprouted from the blood-colored soil, and he couldn't bear to snuff them out with his own hands.He gave these matters to the groom who was bribed by Emily.He knew everything, he just didn't want to talk about it.