sultry

In the dark, the young man fell to the ground dripping with blood, with his white neck upturned, his eyes half closed, his long eyelashes drooping down, covering his dark eyes. Many people once said that Ye Rongzhen's eyes were good, The tails of the eyes are slightly raised upwards, and casual glances at people make people feel affectionate, but now the tails of the eyes are still raised, it is forced, and in the eyes of that person, it still looks like The appearance of wanting to refuse or welcome.There were two clouds of mist in his eyes, starting from the half-closed corners of his eyes and filling his entire eyes.

Later, the mist in his eyes dissipated, and there were no more tears, as dry as a cracked riverbed in the desert.

He was treated like a toy by an unknown man one by one

A little bit of torture destroys and tramples into ashes.

Li Changluo said, since you dislike me for treating others like that, then you should learn to be that other person.This way you will know how good Li Changluo is to you.

Li Changluo, you are so kind to me.

The icy prey and despair on Ye Rongzhen's face swept in one place, bearing everything silently, with wet brown hair resting on his forehead, like a dying swan, breathing slowly and bleakly, as if the next moment, he was going to I stopped breathing.

His mind was chaotic and dazzled many people, and finally fixed on Li Changluo's face, a crack appeared in the numb expression, some sadness, some sarcasm, more hatred, and immediately in the squall, everything fell into darkness And obscure ash.

This cruel torture took place in the silence of the night, Ye Rongzhen only made a sound at the beginning, but after that, no matter what tricks the man used to do whatever he wanted on him, he didn't make the slightest sound , only a pair of dry pupils, as if to shed tears of blood.

Clenched fist, loosened.

He was wounded all over his body, like a boat swaying in the wind and rain, bearing the punishment of sin.And he didn't even know who gave him the scars all over his body.

He floated up and down in pain, like a broken doll, allowing the people on his body to pose in various poses, oppressing his body with all kinds of messy things, just like a person who doesn't know his feet. The child, naive and almost cruel, used his body to do various experiments, nailed him to death in the palm of his hand, broke off the wings on his body, and the hope in his eyes.

He was in pain, stinging.

In the end, he didn't even have the strength to move his fingers.

He was in pain, but the frightening thing was that his body had already adapted to the pain, and gradually, he got used to it.

During that long and desperate night, even the clock ticked extremely slowly, and I woke up groggyly several times, but I was still in hell.Thought that a century has passed, the clock has only turned once.

He thought of Julia's gorgeous face in his mind, the woman he had liked so much.

Scenes of all the things about her in France flashed through my mind.

He would never see Julia again in his life.

So dirty.

So dirty.

If this is a nightmare, please wake him up.

If he can't wake up, please let him die.

When Li Changluo went down the mountain, he was alone. He drove his beloved sports car at maximum speed.The night wind howled past.

He glanced at the mobile phone that had just sent a text message, suddenly stopped the car, and threw the mobile phone into the valley.

There was no echo in the valley.

Just like Ye Rongzhen who was thrown away by him.

There was no reply.