The villain leader always likes to die

Some people say that dreams are a reflection of reality, maybe it is, every time I dream I will dream of very strange things.Leaving aside the scenes that I have dreamed many times, the subconscious seems to be reminding me of something.

I seldom dream of Gu Qingming and the others anymore, but more often I dream of Shang Wu Prison.Obviously, there is nothing to miss the people who get along with each other every day, but in my dream, I miss him very much.

The picture is very clear, I have returned to my own living world, familiar buildings, familiar streets, familiar small gardens.Everything is still the same, but I feel a little more lonely in my heart, so that everything I see is lonely.

There was a light rain in the sky, and people came and went in a hurry under umbrellas. Some people put their coats on their heads, as if they were running back in a hurry.The number of vehicles on the road has gradually decreased, and the drizzle is beating on everything, hazy the sky.

The cold wind mixed with raindrops fell on my face and body, very cool.I stood under the eaves and folded my windbreaker. Behind me was a flower shop, and the flowers placed at the door were also drenched in light rain.The decoration of the flower shop is very distinctive, and there is a flower basket-shaped swing in the window, a round table next to it, and a small potted plant in the center.

The shop owner saw that I was blowing the cold wind like this, so he invited me to sit inside. After I thanked him, he let me go to the resting place first, made me a cup of tea, and even brought me a towel .

I took it and wiped my wet hair. The bangs on the forehead were messy and covered my eyes, and I brushed it away with my hands.At this time, I saw a young man with an extraordinary appearance push open the sliding door, and the wind chimes on the door jingled.

The young man's appearance is very good, with sharp eyebrows, deep pupils, and the profile of his face is extremely delicate, and the firm lines outline his sharp-edged face well.He has an absolute temperament, wearing a black coat, and even his height is very advantageous.

The store manager politely asked him what kind of flower he wanted to see. The young man said that he didn't know the name of the flower, but the color was white, not very delicate, and the petals were not big and the shape was good.

The store manager went to look for it immediately. There are quite a lot of varieties in the flower shop, and it is not difficult to find them if you look carefully.While the store manager was looking for it, the young man's eyes fell on me.

I looked at him stupidly, and he looked at me calmly, as if looking at a stranger. I suddenly didn't know what to do, so I just stood there in a daze.Until the store manager had found the flowers and the young man had paid and left, I was still watching his back disappearing into the rain through the window.

The store manager said, do you know that gentleman?

I shook my head and said, I don't know...

Maybe there is also a Prisoner in this world, but he doesn't know me, doesn't know who I am.He lives in his circle, and I live in mine, which have nothing to do with each other.

In fact, it is very good, so that he can be more carefree. As an older person, I should also think about my future and marriage. I hope that he can marry a wife that suits him.

This world is different from that world. As long as love is labeled as the same sex, it will be cast aside by the worldly eyes. This is reality.

Even so, I still have to go back without hesitation. No matter how long or beautiful the dream is, I will wake up. No matter what the system wants to tell me in advance, if I really meet him in my own world in the future, I will pretend that I have never met him.

Although, I will miss him too...

Shang Wuju drew a picture while I was asleep, and that picture was exactly what I would look like when I was asleep.

When I woke up, he kissed the center of my brow. I saw the painting, picked it up and looked at it carefully, but I couldn't seem to figure out who the person in the painting was.

I was confused: "Who is he?"

Shang Wuqian patiently explained: "It's Madam."

I asked again, "Who is your wife?"

He hugged me affectionately: "It's you."

I shook my head in disapproval: "You talk nonsense, I don't look like this."

Shang Wuqian admired the painting together, with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "How can Madam even confuse her own appearance?"

I continued to stare at the painting curiously, and Shang Wuqian asked me to lean in his arms, so that I would inevitably be eaten tofu.He harassed me from time to time, and most of his clothes were removed by him, revealing his almost transparent white body.

I felt his hands move over me, my head was turned to one side, and soon there were two marks of shame on my neck.I put down the painting, as if regaining consciousness, I immediately grabbed his hand and said in an unfriendly tone: "You really can be in heat anytime, anywhere."

Shang Wuqian said without any sense of shame: "I only get into heat because of my wife."

I shook him off, the chains between the two of them rubbed and collided with each other, and within two steps, Shang Wuqian gave him another force, pulling the chains together.

"Madam you can't escape."

I tidied up the clothes he messed up, and looked at him with judgmental eyes: "You really don't intend to untie this chain?"

"of course."

I said disgustedly: "Can you not be so naive."

Shang Wuyu just smiled and ignored the disgust in my eyes, which I saw as his thick skin.

So I intentionally expressed the word "crazy" more and more vividly. I don't know if I deliberately teased him, or I was venting, or maybe I was a little affected by being with the pervert for a long time.In short, I was a little happy when I saw his painful expression.

Sure enough, Shang Wu Prison brought me in as well.

Day by day, Shang Wujuan noticed that his wife's condition was getting worse step by step. Sometimes he forgot who he was, sometimes he didn't recognize him, and suddenly he didn't remember anything. Even his IQ seemed to be affected, and then suddenly returned to normal.

The more serious one was when Shang Wuqian mentioned the words "I can't go back", the wife started to cry without warning, and then squatted down and burst into tears like a child.Shang Wuyu was frightened, and didn't even know how to comfort him, so he could only embrace the other party in his arms, and listened to the voice, crying more and more cautiously.

I said I want to go back, repeating this sentence over and over again, but Shang Wu Prison didn't respond to me a word from the beginning to the end. He hugged me very gently and listened to me crying quietly.

After tossing around like this for a long time, I finally convinced him, and I cried and cried regardless of my masculinity, but he didn't do anything other than show a distressed look.This can't work, I don't admit defeat if he didn't get hit by me.You can't just abuse me, I want to abuse him too!

Now the people in the house only have two words "sympathy" for me. They probably think that I am too miserable to be driven crazy by their master.Shang Wu Priest hates other people's gossip the most. Naturally, the servants occasionally discuss in private, and they didn't dare to talk casually back then.

This is really a perfect misunderstanding, and I just need such a perfect misunderstanding. I'm betting whether the bet will let me go.

The risks are high, but I have to give it a try.

So at that time, I really made up my mind and stabbed the knife into my shoulder. I deliberately stabbed in the area where the word "Shang" was branded, and immediately blood gushed out unscrupulously.It hurt like hell, but I just didn't cry out for the pain, I smiled and pushed the dagger in a little more.

Shang Wu Priest couldn't believe it, he said: "Madam, even if you are crazy, you don't want to stay?"

He pulled out the dagger I had stabbed in my shoulder, with a sad expression: "Can't you... stay for me?"

He touched the pierced word "Shang", and said sadly: "What's so good about going back, what's so good about that strange world is worth your hard work."

The servant hurriedly stopped the bleeding for me and was busy working, but I still smiled and grabbed Shang Wuqian's sleeve.His eyes are too sad, I can see the disheartened and hopeless in his eyes.I didn't expect him to react like this, he didn't have such a resentful expression.Made me feel like everything was my fault and that I hurt him.

He said, "Is that why you want to go back?"

I didn't nod or shake my head, but he saw through my thoughts, and then he said he knew, so he took off the key, opened the iron ring on my wrist, and opened his own.

But the moment I opened it, I couldn't be happy at all, and my chest was very dull.

"Ma'am, this is the last time I'm telling you, whether you can hear me or not, I won't let you go back."

While helping me to treat the wound, Shang Wuyu said: "You are cruel, you are cruel to yourself, and you are cruel to me."

He continued: "We don't even have the desire to quarrel, and I can't be angry with you anymore."

Desperation to a certain extent will be numb, numb, and it is not a good thing for anyone.

"Ma'am, just call out when it hurts, don't hold back."

I smiled: "It doesn't hurt."

You say that, no matter how painful it is, this is not me abusing you, it is clearly you abusing me.Okay, I admit I can't beat you, so I deserve it.

Shang Wuqian took care of my wound with his servants very carefully, and he carried me to the bed to let me have a good rest.I no longer think about it, I should eat, I should sleep, and wait for the wound to get better.On the fourth day, I ran away secretly. I left very decisively without any extra thought, so they didn't realize something was wrong until the next day.

The servants found something bad, so they told the Patriarch, but the Patriarch was not panicked at all, holding the account book for a long time to review, but the servants could not calm down.

"Master...Madam, he..."

"I know."

The servant said: "Sir, do you want to send someone to look for Madam? Madam's injury is still not healed, and Madam's spirit is not very strong... I'm afraid I will be in danger."

Shang Wuqian closed the account book: "I will arrange for someone to look for it."

"Yes."

The servant backed away hesitantly, Shang Wuqian looked up at the corner of the beam, and suddenly four people appeared in front of him, all dressed in black and wearing masks.

The four knelt down on one knee together, clasped their fists together and said in unison: "Master!"

Shang Wuqian said unhurriedly: "You go to find Madam, at all costs."

One of them asked: "Then if you accidentally hurt Madam..."

Shang Wuyu raised his lips: "It doesn't matter, as long as you can find it back."

"As ordered!"

Remove all disguises, this house was originally a choice for my wife to settle down, but now it is no longer needed, the house has become an illusion of comfort.The most terrible thing is not whether the two parties love or not, but the behavior that hurts each other for pleasure.