It's full moon.
It was clearly night, but it was as bright as the dawn before dawn.
The moonlight stretched people's shadows very long.
On the ground lay the corpse of a young child, already stiff, holding half a piece of unattractive steamed bun in his hand.
It was a boy about seven or eight years old, and the blood that flowed out was not his favorite taste.
He shook off the blood on the fan, kicked the ghost's head aside, and walked towards the things that really interested him.
It was a young girl with hair and eyes similar to his, which aroused his interest a little bit.
He lifted the girl's chin with a fan, and felt the girl's body tremble slightly.
She is afraid.
Those seven-colored eyes were ignorant and pure, and the eyes they looked at were full of fear, as wet as a helpless deer.
Under the moonlight, those eyes contained his figure, which made him very fond of it.
So he couldn't help laughing, and the fear in the eyes of the girl opposite was even greater.
He felt that fear was not suitable for these beautiful eyes.
He knelt down and wiped off the blood on her face bit by bit. She was human, and her skin was warm even in the cold night.
Beneath the blood stains was a white and tender face.
Delicate and beautiful, like a delicate flower that needs to be carefully cared for in the house.
"Are you afraid of me?" He wanted to suppress his joy, trying hard to look sympathetic, but he couldn't suppress the joy no matter what.
He had no choice but to use a fan to cover the corners of his raised mouth, leaving only a pair of crooked eyes, and coaxed the confused girl, "I won't hurt you, why are you afraid of me."
"It's so pitiful, you should be even more afraid. But all this happened because you are not strong enough." He touched the girl's face with his hand, feeling the warmth coming from him, his smiling eyes curved, "It's okay, don't be afraid, I will give you Your strength."
His fangs pierced his wrist, he pinched the girl's chin to prevent her from dodging, and poured blood into her mouth.
As he did all this, he felt an eerie sense of satisfaction, excited that the girl was finally his.
After a long time, he finally understood what the feelings he felt at that time were.
is possessive.
As early as the first time I saw her, the exclusive seed took root in my heart. During the years with her, it fermented little by little, and finally broke through the ground.
He can't wait to eat her bones and drink her blood, so that she can't think of anything else, so that she can't leave him.
The vines that broke through the ground swelled wildly, entangled with the source of his desire.
Only by holding it in the palm of your hand can the soaring desire in your heart be relieved for a moment.
There was a dying believer screaming in horror and despair. Her face was full of tears and her voice was hoarse, "Master, don't you have a heart?"
She was right, he had no heart.
until I met her.
----
Tong Mo did have a very deceptive face.
When looking at you quietly, he is a gentle and affectionate noble son.
When he laughed, he had a childish, unworldly innocence, a soft, wanton young man with a little pampering.
All the beauty in the world seems to be linked to him, the sun, the moon and the stars want to hide in his eyes, but his eyes only want to hide you.
With such a handsome face, when he said that he went to hell together, Xia Tian even felt for a moment that he had heard wrong.
When he said this, he was really full of affection, there was no sign of anger, and Xia Tian could hear the suppressed excitement hidden in the words.
Like boiling hot water, bubbles are constantly gushing out, and the calm surface cannot be maintained no matter what.
Tong Mo is in such a state now.
He was extremely excited, but he didn't know how to deal with such strong emotions that had been indifferent for a long time.
Even if the lid is closed on the boiled hot water, it will be pushed away by the boiling water.
Xia Tian looked at Tong Mo for a while, and found that the other party's expression was serious, not at all like the nonsense that he joked about wanting to kill but was reluctant to kill.
It is rare for Tong Mo to be serious.
The thick, ink-like emotions are about to overflow from those eyes.
Xia Tian finally came to a conclusion.
All of this can only be described in four words.That is--
Tong Mo went crazy.
With his back against the wall, Xia Tian stood up straight.Resisting the urge to pull his hand back, it was incredible not to feel scared, but to be at a loss.
——She still didn't understand why the topic suddenly changed to the fact that they were going to hell together.
Talking about going to hell is more lingering than love words. Except for Tong Mo, there is probably no other person.
Xia Tian really wants to ask him, is it not good to live?
This sentence turned and turned in the stomach, and when it was finally spit out from the mouth, it was obedient and soft, Xia Tian was cowardly and pitiful, "Actually, I think it's good for us to live..."
Tong Mo leaned forward, his line of sight was basically level with Xia Tian.
Hearing this, he curled his lips and didn't continue to dwell on this issue, looking very aggrieved, "Then why does Xiao Xia want to abandon me?"
He used the word "abandoned" and put himself in an absolute disadvantage.
But whether it's movement or others, he has tightly controlled Xia Tian, let alone breaking free, it's a little difficult for her to even move now.
He rubbed Xia Tian's hand with a naive look on his face, but looked at her with a serious tone, "What were you thinking just now?"
Xia Tian understands that Tong Mo is angry.
But I still don't understand why the mood swings are so big this time.
She looked away calmly, not daring to admit that she was thinking about sneaking away just now, and said guiltily, "I was thinking about how to kill Onimai Tsuji..."
"Look," Tong Mo hooked her chin to prevent her from looking away, his eyes quickly filled with tears, and he complained wetly, "You're lying to me again."
At this moment, Xia Tian felt that she had really committed a heinous crime. She even wanted to look in the mirror to see if the word scumbag was really printed on her face.
He trapped her to death, but here he accuses wrongly, "You want to abandon me."
Xia Tian vaguely felt that something was wrong with this conversation, but her train of thought had been led astray by Tong Mo, and in the end she still couldn't figure out what was wrong.
She was turned into a ghost by Tong Mo, and she is different from other ghosts in many ways.But just like Gui Wu Tsuji Wu Mi can control other ghosts, Tong Mo can also influence her to a certain extent.
As long as Tong Mo thinks.
She took all the mistakes on herself, just wanted to make Tong Mo feel better, and explained with a stiff neck, "I didn't! Really."
Tong Mo's tears were just a means for him, and she understood this fact better than anyone else.
But this time she became more and more flustered for no reason. She wiped away the tears overflowing from Tong Mo and became more and more anxious. I don't want to abandon you, if I live, I will come back, I..."
Speaking of this, she suddenly realized what was wrong, and she couldn't take back what she had said, so she could only bite the bullet and continue, "Gui Wu Tsuji is very dangerous, I don't want you to go there."
"Oh? Thinking of me so much?" Tong Mo grabbed Xia Tian's hand, his sharp teeth caught the tender flesh of her wrist, and ground his teeth.
He suppressed and restrained this movement, but he still bit the skin, and blood oozes from the wound.
He raised his eyes, the corners of his lips were dyed bright red, like a seductive fairy.The tone didn't have the slightest charm of a goblin, but instead carried an inexplicable paranoia, "I'm so touched."
summer:……
...Your tone doesn't seem to be moving.
The author has something to say:
Tong Mo: Having said so much, you still don’t want to abandon me
summer:………
童磨（生气气）：在你心里，究竟是我重要还是无惨大人重要？！感谢在2020-08-0922:53:27~2020-08-1523:33:32期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~
Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: sprinkle 20 bottles; Ningning 1 bottle;
Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!
It was clearly night, but it was as bright as the dawn before dawn.
The moonlight stretched people's shadows very long.
On the ground lay the corpse of a young child, already stiff, holding half a piece of unattractive steamed bun in his hand.
It was a boy about seven or eight years old, and the blood that flowed out was not his favorite taste.
He shook off the blood on the fan, kicked the ghost's head aside, and walked towards the things that really interested him.
It was a young girl with hair and eyes similar to his, which aroused his interest a little bit.
He lifted the girl's chin with a fan, and felt the girl's body tremble slightly.
She is afraid.
Those seven-colored eyes were ignorant and pure, and the eyes they looked at were full of fear, as wet as a helpless deer.
Under the moonlight, those eyes contained his figure, which made him very fond of it.
So he couldn't help laughing, and the fear in the eyes of the girl opposite was even greater.
He felt that fear was not suitable for these beautiful eyes.
He knelt down and wiped off the blood on her face bit by bit. She was human, and her skin was warm even in the cold night.
Beneath the blood stains was a white and tender face.
Delicate and beautiful, like a delicate flower that needs to be carefully cared for in the house.
"Are you afraid of me?" He wanted to suppress his joy, trying hard to look sympathetic, but he couldn't suppress the joy no matter what.
He had no choice but to use a fan to cover the corners of his raised mouth, leaving only a pair of crooked eyes, and coaxed the confused girl, "I won't hurt you, why are you afraid of me."
"It's so pitiful, you should be even more afraid. But all this happened because you are not strong enough." He touched the girl's face with his hand, feeling the warmth coming from him, his smiling eyes curved, "It's okay, don't be afraid, I will give you Your strength."
His fangs pierced his wrist, he pinched the girl's chin to prevent her from dodging, and poured blood into her mouth.
As he did all this, he felt an eerie sense of satisfaction, excited that the girl was finally his.
After a long time, he finally understood what the feelings he felt at that time were.
is possessive.
As early as the first time I saw her, the exclusive seed took root in my heart. During the years with her, it fermented little by little, and finally broke through the ground.
He can't wait to eat her bones and drink her blood, so that she can't think of anything else, so that she can't leave him.
The vines that broke through the ground swelled wildly, entangled with the source of his desire.
Only by holding it in the palm of your hand can the soaring desire in your heart be relieved for a moment.
There was a dying believer screaming in horror and despair. Her face was full of tears and her voice was hoarse, "Master, don't you have a heart?"
She was right, he had no heart.
until I met her.
----
Tong Mo did have a very deceptive face.
When looking at you quietly, he is a gentle and affectionate noble son.
When he laughed, he had a childish, unworldly innocence, a soft, wanton young man with a little pampering.
All the beauty in the world seems to be linked to him, the sun, the moon and the stars want to hide in his eyes, but his eyes only want to hide you.
With such a handsome face, when he said that he went to hell together, Xia Tian even felt for a moment that he had heard wrong.
When he said this, he was really full of affection, there was no sign of anger, and Xia Tian could hear the suppressed excitement hidden in the words.
Like boiling hot water, bubbles are constantly gushing out, and the calm surface cannot be maintained no matter what.
Tong Mo is in such a state now.
He was extremely excited, but he didn't know how to deal with such strong emotions that had been indifferent for a long time.
Even if the lid is closed on the boiled hot water, it will be pushed away by the boiling water.
Xia Tian looked at Tong Mo for a while, and found that the other party's expression was serious, not at all like the nonsense that he joked about wanting to kill but was reluctant to kill.
It is rare for Tong Mo to be serious.
The thick, ink-like emotions are about to overflow from those eyes.
Xia Tian finally came to a conclusion.
All of this can only be described in four words.That is--
Tong Mo went crazy.
With his back against the wall, Xia Tian stood up straight.Resisting the urge to pull his hand back, it was incredible not to feel scared, but to be at a loss.
——She still didn't understand why the topic suddenly changed to the fact that they were going to hell together.
Talking about going to hell is more lingering than love words. Except for Tong Mo, there is probably no other person.
Xia Tian really wants to ask him, is it not good to live?
This sentence turned and turned in the stomach, and when it was finally spit out from the mouth, it was obedient and soft, Xia Tian was cowardly and pitiful, "Actually, I think it's good for us to live..."
Tong Mo leaned forward, his line of sight was basically level with Xia Tian.
Hearing this, he curled his lips and didn't continue to dwell on this issue, looking very aggrieved, "Then why does Xiao Xia want to abandon me?"
He used the word "abandoned" and put himself in an absolute disadvantage.
But whether it's movement or others, he has tightly controlled Xia Tian, let alone breaking free, it's a little difficult for her to even move now.
He rubbed Xia Tian's hand with a naive look on his face, but looked at her with a serious tone, "What were you thinking just now?"
Xia Tian understands that Tong Mo is angry.
But I still don't understand why the mood swings are so big this time.
She looked away calmly, not daring to admit that she was thinking about sneaking away just now, and said guiltily, "I was thinking about how to kill Onimai Tsuji..."
"Look," Tong Mo hooked her chin to prevent her from looking away, his eyes quickly filled with tears, and he complained wetly, "You're lying to me again."
At this moment, Xia Tian felt that she had really committed a heinous crime. She even wanted to look in the mirror to see if the word scumbag was really printed on her face.
He trapped her to death, but here he accuses wrongly, "You want to abandon me."
Xia Tian vaguely felt that something was wrong with this conversation, but her train of thought had been led astray by Tong Mo, and in the end she still couldn't figure out what was wrong.
She was turned into a ghost by Tong Mo, and she is different from other ghosts in many ways.But just like Gui Wu Tsuji Wu Mi can control other ghosts, Tong Mo can also influence her to a certain extent.
As long as Tong Mo thinks.
She took all the mistakes on herself, just wanted to make Tong Mo feel better, and explained with a stiff neck, "I didn't! Really."
Tong Mo's tears were just a means for him, and she understood this fact better than anyone else.
But this time she became more and more flustered for no reason. She wiped away the tears overflowing from Tong Mo and became more and more anxious. I don't want to abandon you, if I live, I will come back, I..."
Speaking of this, she suddenly realized what was wrong, and she couldn't take back what she had said, so she could only bite the bullet and continue, "Gui Wu Tsuji is very dangerous, I don't want you to go there."
"Oh? Thinking of me so much?" Tong Mo grabbed Xia Tian's hand, his sharp teeth caught the tender flesh of her wrist, and ground his teeth.
He suppressed and restrained this movement, but he still bit the skin, and blood oozes from the wound.
He raised his eyes, the corners of his lips were dyed bright red, like a seductive fairy.The tone didn't have the slightest charm of a goblin, but instead carried an inexplicable paranoia, "I'm so touched."
summer:……
...Your tone doesn't seem to be moving.
The author has something to say:
Tong Mo: Having said so much, you still don’t want to abandon me
summer:………
童磨（生气气）：在你心里，究竟是我重要还是无惨大人重要？！感谢在2020-08-0922:53:27~2020-08-1523:33:32期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~
Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: sprinkle 20 bottles; Ningning 1 bottle;
Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!
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