[Comprehensive] Who said villains don't understand love

After coming out of the cemetery, the time was very close to sunset, Lianyi put away the huge sun umbrella, and walked slowly to the taxi parked by the roadside.

She was dressed in black today, and she also wore a wide-brimmed hat on her head. Because she had saved too many dead souls in one breath, her face became even paler. The driver glanced at her in the rearview mirror, with a strange expression on her face.

"Don't be afraid, look outside, the sun hasn't completely set yet, I'm not a ghost."

To be honest, Lianyi sometimes admires herself very much. She is obviously already a group of vain, but she still has the energy to make fun of others.

The driver brother smiled awkwardly, and seemed to have relaxed a lot.

"Come to see your relatives by yourself?"

Lianyi shook her head and said nothing. Seeing that she had no desire to communicate, the driver simply closed his mouth.

The two went all the way outside the house in silence, Lianyi took out a wad of money from the wallet and handed it to the driver, then walked inside without looking back.

"Isn't this the haunted house?"

The driver murmured in a low voice, knowing that the locals are very familiar with the rumors about this house.

"Oddly..."

It wasn't a special day, but that girl ran to the cemetery alone, and it was so hot in Los Angeles today, she was still wearing black long-sleeved trousers...

His thoughts gradually turned in a dangerous direction, the driver quickly shook his head, forcing himself to forget some terrible conjectures, stepped on the accelerator, and left the gate directly.

Ben accompanied Vivienne to the birth checkup, and the house was empty now. Lianyi opened the door with the key, changed her shoes, and went straight to the bedroom on the second floor. It was very obvious that she walked into the bedroom, took off her hat and threw it aside, then quickly took off her clothes, put on her pajamas, threw herself on the bed and fell asleep.

Lianyi didn't know how long she had slept, the curtains were drawn tightly, and the room was a little dark, making it hard to tell whether it was day or night.

"Your face looks very bad."

Ripple turned sideways slightly, and saw Tate walking to her bed with a frown.

"Well, I'm a little tired." Lianyi grabbed another pillow at the head of the bed and said hoarsely

She was silent for two seconds, then twisted her body and leaned back, and patted the bed with her hand, motioning for Tate to come over.

Tate smiled helplessly, sat on the bed obediently, and then supported Ripple's head on his lap.

"What did you do today?"

"Going to save someone else." Lianyi said while playing with Tate's palm

Tate: "Excess?"

Ripple: "Yes."

So the boy stopped talking.

"Tate, look." The girl smiled and looked up at him while stroking the lines on his palm with her fingers, "Your love line is so long."

Tate smiled, but didn't know what to say for a while, so he could only give a clumsy grace.

"Does this mean that we can be together for a long time?" Lianyi narrowed his eyes with a smile, and there was a joyful atmosphere between his eyebrows, "We will always be together, right?"

Tate froze for a moment, but subconsciously answered, "Of course."

The girl obviously liked this answer, and the corners of her mouth continued to rise wildly. She grabbed Tate's hand with her right hand, and then slowly changed into a gesture of clasping fingers. Tate looked down at her movements, and couldn't help but leaned down to kiss her. Kiss Ripple's forehead.

"Violet."

"En?" Lianyi looked up at him

"I love you."

The girl was quiet for two seconds, and then flowers bloomed on her face.

"Well, I know." She pretended to be nonchalant and smoothed the broken hair beside her ears, "Of course you love me, who else would you love besides me?"

"There is no one else." Tate's voice suddenly became a little trance, "I will never love anyone else except you."

I knew my life had ended in the darkest moment, until you showed up.

I am just an inconspicuous speck of dust in this universe, but you are different, you are the light, the most dazzling and dazzling existence.

Time may age your face and dim your brilliance, but no matter what, you are the most special existence in my heart.

Death will not separate us, nor will years wash away my love for you.

Violet.

This is your name and the everlasting fire in my heart.

After a while, Lianyi stood up and walked to the balcony barefoot. Tate didn't move, and kept the sitting position, watching her silently from behind.

"Tate." The girl turned slightly and said, "Do you remember our first meeting?"

"Of course I remember." Tate replied without hesitation, "That blue gun looks really good."

"Pfft." Lianyi lowered her head and smiled, "Yeah, very sharp."

Tate stood up slowly and walked to Lianyi's side. The twilight outside the window was low. They stood side by side, not talking anymore, but the warm and warm feeling gradually spread to the whole body.

Lianyi thought, no matter what the future holds, no matter what path fate will take her.

At least at this moment, the years she has experienced have not been let down.

……

The local tycoon in the Middle East and Vivienne made a reservation on the 13th of this month to move in. Vivienne's due date is still nearly half a month away. Ben booked a room in the hospital in advance, and the family decided to go there early after discussing it.

After arriving at the hospital with her parents, Lianyi drove back to the murder house alone. Just as she got out of the taxi, she happened to see the black car parked at the gate. A woman in a wide-brimmed hat opened the door and walked out. , After a few words with the man in the cab, the car drove away first.

Lianyi glanced at her, then walked slowly into the house, the woman followed behind silently, from the yard to the living room, and then from the living room to the bedroom on the second floor, Lianyi took out a doll from the bedroom drawer, The woman lowered her head slightly, and in the next second it turned into a ray of white light and entered the body of the doll.

At the same time, the scene outside the house began to change rapidly. Large swathes of dark clouds gathered above the house, and strange black shadows continued to float past the window. The strange thing was that the people passing by outside the house seemed to have not noticed anything, with expressions of Passed by naturally.

The consciousness of the murder house has been awakened, and now both Ripple and the house are completely isolated from reality.

"Yo, you're awake."

Lianyi walked to the first floor with the doll in her arms, and greeted the slender black figure standing there with a leisurely expression.

……

"Tate, you're awake."

Constance grabbed his son's right hand and said happily

Tate blinked a little sluggishly, not quite understanding what was going on now.

"Don't be afraid, you are going home now, and you are going home with Xiaobo."

Tate raised his eyes to look behind Constance, Adelaide stood there shyly, with obvious joy in his eyes, Poregard grabbed his sister's skirt with one hand, and couldn't see the ugly and deformed little face. There was no special expression on his face, but Tate could feel that he was really happy too.

"what happened?"

Why isn't he in the murder house?

Constance's expression changed, "It's Violet." She stroked Tate's head lightly, "Violet rescued all the ghosts in that house."

Tate was silent for a while, then got up and walked outside.

"elder brother……"

"Let him go."

Constance speaks out and stops Adelaide

"He'll always know."

The murder house disappeared, or should I say that the original house is now only a ruin. The raging fire obliterated all traces of this house and burned the shackles it imposed on Tate.

"Violet... Violet!"

Tate rushed in in a panic, trying to find some traces left by the girl, but there was nothing here except the charred ashes.

"Tate..."

Constance came over with some concern, she did not continue to maintain her elegant and calm appearance, her eyes were full of concern.

"I had a dream before, and I don't remember what I dreamed about. I just woke up suddenly, and then I felt very depressed and hopeless, a sense of powerlessness that I couldn't see the way of life."

At that time, the girl was sitting on the sofa with her chin in her hand, and said this to him in distress.

"After waking up, I was thinking, in this world, no one can predict the future, no one knows their own future, no one knows whether their current choice is correct or not, hesitation and doubt are probably the correct attitude, Only in this way will there be thinking and struggle, since nothing can be predicted, but you are sure about everything in the future, that is terrible."

"Then what do you think the future will be like?"

He remembered that at that time, he asked himself such a sentence.

"The future..." The girl tilted her head and thought for a moment, then raised her head and smiled at him, "Of course I have you, the future with you is the future I want."

"fraud……"

Tate sat on his knees amidst the ruins, crying and smiling at times, his whole being shrouded in sadness and despair

"Violet, you liar."

……

Time never stops for anyone. It has been five full years since the inexplicable fire in the murder house. During these five years, Ben and Vivienne have never set foot on the land of Los Angeles. , Tate and Poregard lived together in the state of ghosts.

A new house was built on the land of the murder house, and the Los Angeles government directly used it as a sightseeing spot. Tate could see different people passing by the house in a tour bus every day.

However, it was always empty.

This afternoon, Tate leaned against the cloud at the gate bored for several days. The familiar voice came from far to near. He touched his nose and looked up. Sure enough, there was another car of new tourists.

These people have different appearances and skin colors, but they are all listening to the tour guide very seriously. Tate glanced back casually, and then froze.

The long-haired girl in a floral dress sat there quietly, under the dazzling sunlight, she was in the center of the light, like honey shining with fine golden light, exuding a transparent and warm breath.

Tate subconsciously walked towards the girl until he got in front of her and saw him staring at him with those familiar brown eyes.

"Hey." Tate tried hard to control the emotions that were constantly churning in his heart, and smiled as naturally as possible

"We seem to have met somewhere, do you remember?"

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After the murder house is over, the next world VIP.