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Mu and Zhang chatted enthusiastically, and someone from Zi'an also struck up a conversation.The pretty lady asked enthusiastically, and Zi'an responded absent-mindedly.The fingertips covered with cardamom touched Zian's face, he looked down at the woman coldly, avoided and walked away.

Just because Mu Chuan handed him a glass of wine didn't mean he dared to drink.He took a piece of chocolate cake and ate it, looking at the couples at the reception.

His mouth didn't understand, his thinking stopped, the glacier suddenly exploded in his mind, his tinnitus sounded like a rumbling noise standing on the side of a train, his eyes seemed to be blinded by something and felt hot and painful.He inserted the small fork into the palm of his hand and stirred, hot blood overflowed the coldness of his warming hand.The blood on his face faded away.

Who will tell him if this is true.

Can God tell him that this is true.

He looked, he looked, he looked almost foolishly!

The person he had dreamed about countless times in the dream finally appeared, the person he was thinking about day and night and tortured him almost to death finally appeared!

Before the cake in his mouth could be swallowed, the creamy chocolate sauce and cream remained in the middle of the tongue.

He seems to have returned to the time when he was taking hallucinogens. The food he tasted was even more delicious. The smell of the perfume was divided into several different layers. Strength climbs from the back all the way to the head.He twitched, trembled, and sweated.

The world shakes, twists, spins.

Everything is changing, only that person is still peaceful and beautiful in the distant front.

Zian was dumbfounded, something hot swirled in his eyes, and something hot surged up in his chest.

His sister is there, Ruan Ziran.

He licked the blood from the palm of his hand, bit the surrounding wounds, and brushed the tip of his tongue across his lips.He wanted to rush out now, just grab a man who stopped him, hook his neck, touch his chest and flirt wantonly.Then they threw him hard to the ground, rode on him and beat him.His facial features were shattered and blood dripped all over the floor.

Then Mu Chuan dragged him home with a gloomy expression, and used all kinds of strange props on him, causing him to have nowhere to hide and yelled in pain.Mu Chuan took off his pants and used the thing to penetrate him fiercely, smashing his internal organs until he died.

He's going crazy, he's going crazy with joy!

Now he wants to hurt others, but also wants to hurt himself.

He wanted to see other people's blood, and he wanted to see his own blood.

As if walking on boiling water, in a furnace, he is happy to destroy himself, who will save him!

Zian walked up to Mu Chuan and tugged at the corner of his clothes.He smiled at Mu Chuan.Zian doesn't smile often, his face is always humble and submissive with numbness.And the smile at this time was as gorgeous as fireworks, but it was like a vine plant climbing on the mottled wall, with a voluptuous and moist mist, and the smile was extremely evil.

He looked at Mu Chuan with burning eyes, and his voice was hoarse and weird but he couldn't hide his enthusiasm: "I want to drink."

Mu Chuan touched his face: "Whatever you want."

Zi'an tilted his head and licked the corner of his mouth, smiling poisonously, as if to soak Mu Chuan's bones: "Thank you."

Without looking at Mu Chuan much, Zi'an drank three glasses of whiskey in a row.The stomach is burning, but the mind is clear.He turned away, closing his eyes to catch his breath.It was strange, sober, but didn't have the courage to look at his sister again.Because of the proximity to the hometown, I am more timid, because I dare not meet people.He was extremely ashamed of Ziran.

Counting down three, two, one, he trembled and opened his eyes.

Now, right in front of him, is his sister.

Zi'an panicked, his legs were weak, he forced himself not to approach Ziran, and stood not far away to watch greedily.The white floor-to-ceiling dress has a thin waist tucked in between layers of folds in the middle, like a bouquet of lilies.Both shoulders and half of the back were bare, no wounds, no hickeys.Her man must be very gentle.It's not like he can hardly be seen except for his clothes and body.The expression on his face was gentle and peaceful, almost the same as before, and his misty eyes had a warm expression.

That's great, Zi'an murmured.Words can be faked, smiles can be forced, and the inside is filthy and still can look like a normal person when dressed like he is today.

But the subtle expressions can't deceive people.His younger sister is Liulihua, which shatters when touched.If someone treats her a little bit badly, it must be panic and fear, not shyness and happiness in the eyes.Just like him, he pretended to be human, but his sickly, pale and fragile appearance had already exposed the rotting flesh inside.

Zi'an stared obsessively at Ziran's face, which was slightly similar to his.Clean, fair, and soft, the flesh on the two cheeks has not lost weight, forming a perfect arc with the jaw, beautiful like a lotus blooming quietly in the water.The slender and soft fingers were intertwined, a little nervous - he knew that Ziran had a thin skin since he was a child, and he would be like this whenever he was nervous.

Looking blankly, Zi'an was a little stunned.

——The naive is still naive, and the beautiful is still beautiful.No one has changed, it's just him.

He thought of her fumbling at home and holding on to the handrail to prevent him from walking with her; he thought of her holding a bowl and calling brother, your porridge made with too much sugar is not tasty at all; he thought of her sweet and soft smile saying Xiao Anzi, how good it is for you to be at home with Ben Gong; he thought of him squatting on the ground, holding her slender ankle, putting on socks and shoes for her; he thought of his clumsy learning how to do her hair; The quilt said that brother and dad deducted money from you, and if I have it here, do you want to take it?

When he was young, he was naughty, fell down and knocked on the concrete platform, his forehead was bleeding, and the ice cream in his hand was stained red.She squeezed his wet hand, touched his blood indiscriminately and smeared his face, and cried while saying that her brother didn't hurt.

It was her first menstruation, and he and his aunt at home helped her deal with it in a hurry.Helping her wash her underwear in the bathroom and then smiling silly, Xiao Ran has grown up.

He remembered that she blushed and said that Dad said that we are all grown up, and you are not allowed to help me take a bath and wash clothes in the future, and I have to sleep in separate rooms, and my aunt will help me.Goodbye, you are taking advantage of me.

He could have turned his back on his sister in his seventies, stared at his damn brother-in-law, hugged his little nephew or grand nephew, learned different recipes to cook for her every day, told her movies, TV series and anime, and went to various places Listen to the sounds of different scenery.

I want to be by her side safely, give her a lifetime of peace like a knight protecting a princess, let her eat and sleep well, and marry her with a boy she likes, and drive away all the bad guys with a sword.Let her have a lot of what others should have, and he can get all the things that others want but don't have!

Who told him to be just such a younger sister, he wished he could take out his heart and let her take care of her.

Zian pinched his palms and smiled quietly, but he didn't do anything