The wind blew past. Li Yinwu sat on the threshold of her house. The door was locked. Listening to the laughter of her neighbors on Chunhua Street, Li Yinwu missed them the most. Her face was stiff. The blood-red cloth often dragged the floor, and the wind kept blowing her honey-colored hair forward.
There were no tears or sobs. Li Yin didn't understand that they also needed to rest. They didn't have time to waste with her.
"No matter how bad your mood is, life will not let you off. The only thing you have is to continue walking.”
Mogarahan Xiao instantly appeared and leaned against Li Yinwu's back. He spoke slowly, his tone mixed with a deep layer of pain. It was a sad scene that spread endlessly in Mogarahan Xiao's heart. He had been like this before, but it was all in the past. He was gorgeous and no longer lowly, even though he was alone.
" I didn't want it to be like this. I missed Young Fan. I wanted to go to the same high school as Young Fan. After that, I didn't know what to do…"
Li Yinwu choked as she covered her eyes with both hands. Countless sadness gathered in her throat. It was so uncomfortable to hold it in, but she couldn't control her memories. That smile, that injury, countless hugs appeared in Li Yinwu's mind. The unbearable capacity squeezed other documents.
"Little Fan, Little Fan, I want to study with you, work with you, and laugh with you.”
Her head was getting more and more painful. It felt like it was about to burst. In this broken world, the sky and the earth were split apart. Her heart was in a dilemma. Her heart brought unprecedented pain to her body. Li Yinwu could not break through it.
Mogarahan Xiao placed his hands on Li Yinwu's shoulders and sniffed the charming fragrance. He was born from a ghoul and was even more fleshy than a low-level ghoul. Although it was weaker than a low-level ghoul, it had more special abilities. However, it still could not resist the charming fragrance. Its stiff smile reflected the forced excitement.
He couldn't help but pounce on Li Yinwu's body. He bit through the scab on his skin and drank his blood. He only wanted to take more and more, but he didn't want to give. He only wanted to satisfy more and more desires. He didn't have the mentality of being content. Of course, there might never be such a thing.
Li Yinwu could feel the blood in her organs being sucked out. She was on the verge of death. She had learned from biology in junior high that if the blood was not enough or was sucked out in one go, it would lead to death. Li Yinwu didn't want to die yet. She was already out, and she just wanted to study with Little Fan.
Mojirahan Xiao, who was fighting back, covered her neck. Her flesh was badly mutilated, and Li Yin's tears fell without any pain.
Mogarahan Xiao wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and glanced at Li Yinwu. He then walked in front of Li Yinwu. The knight knelt in front of Li Yinwu and showed the broken limb on his left hand to Mogarahan Xiao. Li Yinwu was already a flawed creature in front of Mojirahan Dawn. Because of Li Yinwu's cowardice, Mogarahan Xiao would not feel such sorrow for her. She had it coming.
Li Yinwu noticed that Mogarahan Xiao was looking at her ugly left hand. She suddenly felt sad and self-abasement, and the feeling of self-abasement spread endlessly in Li Yinwu's nervous system. She was flawed…her ugly self…why was she still alive? To tarnish this cruel world?
"What else do you want? It's already like this, why are you still unwilling to let me go?”
Li Yinwu hid his left hand behind his back. No one saw the left hand. Her furious green eyes glared angrily at Mogarahan Xiao. Looking at his emotionless dark blue eyes, Li Yin felt extremely sad. He had always been cold. He could have told her the answer she wanted, but he didn't.
Don't want to say? Or did he not know?
"It's not that I won't let you off, but you won't let yourself off!”
The faint voice and clear words stunned Li Yinwu. It seemed like it was true. Li Yinwu would not let him go. They thought that sadness was the greatest. They were nothing. It was him who did not let go of himself. It was all wishful thinking.
It's you who won't let me go
It's you who won't let me go
It's you who won't let me go
You will never let go of yourself
Forever!
Li Yinwu looked up at the sky. All the good things in the world were the harbingers of bad news in her eyes. She covered her chest with her right hand and swallowed the words that she wanted to say. Her face was stiff and her empty eyes were filled with despair.
Turning around, Mogarahan Xiao no longer looked at Li Yinwu. He was deep in thought, thinking about things that didn't exist at all. Li Yinwu might have become like this because of this. However, Mogarahan Xiao's heart still did not feel anything. In the past, who had ever pitied him?
They were clearly sad, but they still killed each other and ate each other.
It was easy for time to pass quietly when one was not paying attention, and the dark night hit the earth.
Mogarahan Xiao's white clothes were already covered. His blood-red eyes could only emit a faint light under the cover of his silver-white hair. His blue eyes were like sapphires in the night. The dark light emitted a cold and lonely light. He was fixed there. He did not explore, as if he had already merged into the night.
Li Yinwu was like a smiling dust that was completely covered.
"Can you see?"
"I can see it!"
"Can your heart see?"
Li Yinwu didn't answer Mojirahan Xiao's question. The answer was undoubtedly blank and she couldn't see anything. The reason she didn't answer was: Sometimes, she could see very clearly, but sometimes, she was no different from a blind person. She could not see anything, and her heart kept trembling, trembling, trembling.
Li Yin ran into the small house without any strength left. She closed the door tightly and squatted down. She was not crying, but thinking. She was thinking over and over again. What should she do next? No cells in his brain could answer this question. Then, the shell would walk to a long mirror uncontrollably. The closer it got, the closer it got. It was only until Li Yinwu could clearly see every scratch that she stopped. She reached out her right hand to touch her reflection in the mirror. Li Yinwu knew that her face was ruined, but she did not expect it to be so serious.
This time, it was not tears that fell, but the dried cloth that was covered in blood and fixed on the cloth. The heavy smell of blood quickly spread to every corner of the room. He gently untied the cloth on his body.
Li Yinwu took a quick look at her body and found that she had stopped bleeding. Several parts of her skin had become necrotic because she had not treated them in time. Some parts of her skin were not necrotic yet.
Stroking her long, honey-colored hair that had already been washed, she couldn't help but frown. The only thing that hadn't changed was her long hair.
The only thing she missed was the past, a memorial to her lost appearance.
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