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Sakura is pale, fragile, and sensitive. When he appeared in front of "her", when he pulled "her" up from the darkness with a smile, a familiar throbbing, inexplicable Sadness appeared in "her" mind, but "she" didn't know him, and he didn't know "her".

This bewitching young man with strange power, when he descended from the sky, was like an extremely dazzling existence, instantly grabbing everyone's attention.

Those people looked at him obsessively. Apart from what "she" couldn't understand, there was also a strong possessive desire in their eyes, yes, possessive desire, just like an ant seeing dessert, they persevere, but it's a pity that they overestimated it. Own.

As poor food and clothing without even a home, they always endure being trampled on their dignity. They are undoubtedly full of anxiety at the bottom of the society. Swallowing, that is undoubtedly terrifying, so when Sakura appeared here, the first thought that popped up in everyone's mind was not sympathy, not pity, but possession, possession!

So they put aside all moral shame, regardless of all violations, because they already have nothing, the appearance of Sakura is like a clear spring nourishing their long-dried hearts, and they instinctively feel that this young man is not to be provoked, and even has a little fear , the aura on that boy's body was too powerful.

But it was too tempting, he stood there, a trace of sarcasm flickered across his cold eyes, he was indeed so arrogant, swaying the world.

He is enough to make people crazy, but the end is self-evident, almost instantly those men who were eager to try their fists fell down, unable to even groan, and solved the "she "The crisis.

"Uh, um, what's your name, I...I..." Seeing that he was about to leave, Teaki Sakura felt a little lost in her heart, so she hurriedly stopped him, but couldn't speak nervously, would he hate "her"?It's normal to hate it!There was a momentary throbbing pain in her heart, but she didn't understand why, "she" saw him for the first time, Sakura was sure of this, but why her body was not under her control at all, why?

The young man glanced at the messy scene of the crime, glanced at the disheveled homeless men, and then moved to the naked Sakura, whose lips became more and more seductive under the moonlight, like jade with pearls, and inadvertently with The wisps of bewitching voices only uttered two words, but it shocked Sakura. The dark brown eyes, the original light brought by him, dimmed bit by bit.

Sure enough, he hated himself, no, maybe he didn't even hate him.

Disgusting, disgusting, the two words he said so lightly, how cruel they are to "her", the heart is out of control, as if torn and then broken, the cold wind keeps pouring, pouring, pouring again...

It's so annoying, why, Carlo doesn't know, he doesn't want "her" to show this kind of expression, as if haunted by boundless pain, it's just a sentence, and he has never put human beings in his eyes, except for that person, but now He actually feels distressed, very distressed.

He didn't want to do this, but he couldn't control himself, as if he knew each other already, a faint familiar smell.

He walked towards "her" step by step, "Hey! I saved you, don't act like I bullied you badly, I don't owe you anything."

Twitching, with arrogance, but it made Sakura feel at ease, yes, he does not owe "her".

But that feeling, "" she can't forget, it's better to be a stranger, he can easily affect "her" mood, it's not good.

"Here, here are the clothes." The boy handed a set of traditional cherry blossom kimono to "her" like a magic trick.

"Thank you." Sakura was very happy, but "she" didn't like kimono, especially this traditional and complicated one.

"The rose on your back is very beautiful." When Carlo turned around, the moonlight just fell, Sakura's back was very delicate, with icy skin and snow, which made the rose more and more beautiful, giving people the illusion that it bloomed in an instant .

After hesitating for a while, Sakura's tone was still soft, "Really?", but Carlo, who turned his back, couldn't see the wry smile on "her" lips.

When Sakura put on the kimono, at the moment Carlo turned around, what "she" saw was the disbelief and heartache in his beautiful different pupils.

Who did he see, and who was he remembering?

Sakura looked at his back, who was almost running away in panic, and slowly closed her eyes, leaving "her" alone again.

In the middle of the night, the neon lights of the city are much lighter, without the publicity at nightfall, the lonely street lights cast a touch of indifferent silhouettes, the mottled and sparse cars on the road reflect each other, some are playing with mobile phones, and some have just come out of Internet cafes Young people, there is a wretched uncle who does not return at night, Sakura walks quickly, but does not know where to go, very confused, very confused, and at the same time very scared...

Perhaps what Sakura needs most now is not any pale verbal comfort, but someone or a situation that can give "her" a sense of security!

So when "her" uncle Cha Mulan, who was obviously emotionally unstable and smelled of alcohol, took "her" to his private villa, "she" was still unsuspecting.It's just that people fall into another trap that they think is safe in a desperate situation, and the despair will multiply and expand until it is blinded and swallowed by hatred...

"哗啦啦" - the sound of flushing water, washed away the stickiness, and rubbed herself vigorously, but those brand marks still linger, Sakura has never hated herself so much, dirty, dirty, dirty...

"Sakura, I'm here to get you a change of clothes..." It was Lan's voice, no, don't...

"No need... Don't you have bath towels?" He was flustered like never before, and "she" couldn't let him find out about "her".

"Sakura, what's wrong with you, Sakura..." The slightly hoarse voice paralyzed by alcohol was full of worry, Sakura was very wrong, even her voice was crying.

He turned the doorknob vigorously but couldn't open it no matter what, Sakura "she" locked the door, which made him even more worried, Sakura "she" has been like this since she was a child, what happened?

"No, no, I'm fine, no..." Sakura's beautiful little face with her head in her arms was covered with criss-cross tears, the more she tried to calm down, the more flustered she became, which made Cha Mulan's worry increase rather than decrease.

"Sakura, Sakura..." The door was forcefully kicked open with a "bang". At this moment, Sakura made him feel distressed, but the next moment, his distress was replaced by anger and lust. His Sakura, his pure and beautiful Sakura... how come…