[Comprehensive] God's blessing

Shikuraki's hand froze in mid-air.

The black-haired girl closed her eyes tightly, her slender and thick eyelashes drooping wetly, and the dim light reflected the wet tears on her face.

She didn't want to face him at all, and she didn't want to feel his presence, she just turned her head to the side blindly, and then covered her face, her thin shoulders shrugged slightly.

"Don't touch me again...please..."

The voice was as weak as that of a dying young bird, and tiny whimpers escaped from the corners of its lips.

Thoughts are like balls of wool messed up by a troubled cat, and my heart is uncontrollably sore and aching, and the confusion and fear expand infinitely.

She could feel her tears flowing through her fingers and down her cheeks, and the dry burning pain spread.

When did it become like this?

The balance in her heart tilted slowly, her nose was blocked, but the tears still flowed down without any scruples.

"Otherwise... I'm going to die."

Everything around her was twisted strangely, the world returned to silence, and she couldn't make any sound. After a momentary pause, her eyes were covered by pitch black.

Shrill laughter, cries, screams from the crowd, and insane and harsh voices pierced the eardrums continuously, and fear and pain swept through the whole body.

When she regained consciousness, she heard the sound of something heavy hitting the ground.

There was a strange sound, followed by something breaking, with a crisp sound of a click.

Her eyeballs were not yet able to see, she could hear someone's rapid breathing, she groped forward, and in the next moment, her fingertips found a familiar piece of wood.

Her movements stopped for an instant, and the moment she picked up the wooden block, someone gently touched her wrist.

Those hands were cold, but a little trembling, and then, she was hugged into an equally cold embrace.

As if he wanted to strangle her to suffocation, he wrapped her tightly around her like a python.

……

It was the music box she broke.

The beating figurine in the center of the box is made of ceramic, too fragile, which makes it fall apart with the equally fragile shell, and the wood chips and unknown tiny shavings cruelly declare that it cannot be repaired fact.

Other objects in the room agreed to be tortured into a mess. The black-haired girl sat on the bed with a blank expression, still holding the piece of wood tightly in her hand.

"I like this music box very much."

After Hei Wu walked in to clean up the mess, she suddenly spoke.

Her tone of voice was erratic, like talking in a dream.

"……sorry."

After saying this, she fell silent and lowered her head like a child who has done something wrong.

"Did i do something wrong?"

She turned her head, her long black hair was a little messy at this moment, but she didn't care, and slowly moved to the man sitting on the other side of the bed.

"...Hanging you."

Her fingers rubbed against his palm, and she was grasped at once. The man responded in a low voice, as if he was thinking about something else.

"Are you going to bring Bakugo... Bakugo Katsuki...?"

When the girl suddenly mentioned this matter, Sigangmu Diao's eyes narrowed slightly, and then looked at her.

Hei Wu, who was standing aside, raised his eyes and looked over.

long silence.

"Please……"

The girl suddenly clenched his hand tightly, her fingers trembling unnaturally, her eyes were tearless and dull.

"I can do anything."

"Don't put Bakugo... Katsuki..."

"why."

Her words were suddenly interrupted by Shizuoki.

His voice was extraordinarily calm, but what made people feel confused was that this kind of calm rarely appeared on Sigang Muhang's body.

"Hang—"

When the black mist on the side wanted to speak out, the girl's voice sounded at the same time.

"I like Katsuki."

The girl's eyes showed no emotion at all, they were black and white, her pupils were like ink drops, her thin back, and the butterfly bones seemed to be broken.

"He's my lover."

But the man in front of her pressed her under him at that moment, strangled her neck almost fiercely, his scarlet eyes revealed twisted and absolute malice.

Sigang Muhang was almost furious.

"You betrayed me..." His hands were still tightening, and his usually sweet and lazy voice was hysterically crazy at this moment: "You lied to me!!!"

really weird.

The sound of black mist stopping and dissuading rang out, the thin air could not give support to the lungs, as if her nerves were strangled, her eyes turned black in bursts, her eyelashes fluttered like a butterfly whose wings had been broken , slender fingers gripped his wrist without any strength.

She can feel that her life is constantly passing by, and her consciousness is gradually immersed in darkness, but at the same time, an unimaginable joy and joy burst out from the depths of her soul.

It's dizzyingly weird.

At this moment, Sigang Muhang suddenly let go of his hand.

Gradually regaining consciousness, the girl gasped weakly and helplessly, her temples were moistened with tears, her pale neck was lifted up like a swan, and the purple and blue bruises on it were particularly conspicuous.

The most damning thing is that at this moment of dying, this girl bloomed with an even more irresistible and magical beauty than usual.

"I never... never lied to you."

She spoke, her voice frighteningly weak.

"You obviously know...you're just lying to yourself."

……

...

Disgusting light.

A woman hugged her tightly, her hot and dry lips pressed against her eyelids and kept kissing her. Tears for unknown reasons slowly rolled down her face, and her hands were as cold as dead people.

she said to her.

"I love you more than I love myself."

Unstoppable coughing.

The window was opened by someone, and a cool night breeze blew in. Aika slowly opened her sore and swollen eyes, her brain was sending out the final warning to let her fall asleep.

But she suddenly laughed.

That smile looked very happy, something she hadn't seen in a long time.

"Am I dreaming?"

The man's footsteps paused.

"Have I appeared in your dreams?"

A smile also appeared on his face.

The girl stared at him for a moment, then stretched out a hand to him, that hand was pale and slender, the man's footsteps quickened almost immediately, and he went forward to hold her.

"Davi." Her eyes were still very beautiful in the dark: "Nice to meet you."

The long black hair was obediently attached to her ear like a silk thread, and Dabi suddenly felt a little irritable, probably because of a cigarette addiction.

"Me too."

He stretched out his hand to touch her face, which was still warm from awakening.

However, the next moment, his eyes were fixed on her neck.

"Is there... anything on my face?"

He stayed for too long, the black-haired girl tilted her head in confusion, but the man suddenly hugged her tightly.

"...Davi?"

The girl's bewildered voice rang in his ears, Dabi rested his forehead on her fragile shoulders, his eyes darkened like ghosts with the churning gloomy killing intent.

He didn't want her to see it.

"I miss you."

The man's voice sounded muffled, and together with what he said, it sounded a little aggrieved.

"Throw me at home, and you will never come again."

"..."

Aika is at a loss.

The man was tall, she hugged him back with difficulty, and suddenly felt that she was hugging a large wolf-shaped creature, even the way of acting like a baby was exactly the same.

She stroked his hair habitually, and the man's hot body temperature spread to her palm.

"sorry."

She turned her head and kissed his ear.

The girl's soft lips caressed his skin, and Dabi's eyelashes trembled slightly at that moment, and then slowly let go of her.

"Because...my phone was broken...so..."

"Heroes are looking for you."

The girl's drooping eyelashes trembled violently, and when she raised her eyes, her pupils seemed to vibrate.

"...Want to go back?"

Boundless silence.

The girl gradually straightened up and lifted the thin quilt on her body.

"I... can't walk now."

The exposed skin looked very pale under the moonlight coming in from outside, Dubi was silent for a moment, and the hands holding her fingers tightened slowly.

"Even if I want to go back..."

Her hand moved suddenly and strangled his.

"...I don't know, sorry...I, I..."

"Don't ask me such things..."

She turned her face sideways all of a sudden, broke free from his palm, and covered her face.

The beautiful face was dead and decadent, and she struggled unconsciously, like a butterfly that had lost its wings and made its last struggle in the middle of the embers of coals.

Tubi stepped forward, and gently pressed his rough fingers against the black and blue bruises on the girl's neck.

He didn't want to watch her burn out.

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