Go Through My Demon Host

   Chapter 883

   Bei Xiuye ​​heard these words, that expressionless face rarely gave a soft smile.

  Yes,

  He is more and more like dyed white, he consciously imitates everything about her, learns her look, and possesses her habits.

  What she hates and what she likes is everything to him.

  Until, he completely became her shadow, always blending with her.

just like,

  She is still by his side and will never leave.

  This kind of paranoid, stubborn and crazy thinking, those people said he was crazy and sick.

  In this regard, Bei Xiuye ​​dismissed it.

Crazy?

Ah,

  He was crazy.

  At the first meeting with that person, at the moment when I fell in love with that person, at that engagement banquet, that person’s rejection, and that person’s decision to leave.

  He was already crazy, completely crazy.

  Those people said he was crazy, they said he was sick, and they wanted to see a psychiatrist.

  Besides the whiteness of Bei Xiuye, there is nothing abnormal.

  Treatment, medication, hypnosis.

  He cooperated completely, but still imitated everything that dyed white.

   will not forget anything about dyeing white.

  Even a sentence, a smile.

  Even the most famous psychologists are helpless.

  Ranbai has become his obsession, an obsession that will never regret.

  The relationship is deep and shallow, but the obsession remains.

  He was poisoned by a poison called Ranbai. In the name of love, he was imprisoned in the cage called Ranbai.

  The only antidote is whitening.

  And that's his—willingly.

   But no one has ever known,

  Every midnight, Bei Xiu Ye is desperate and decadent.

  He fell in love with drinking, drank stomach bleeding, and was hospitalized. After drinking it, he was in a coma for three days, and he was decadent and unconscious.

  He is still drinking.

  Drinking constantly.

  Because,

  It is said that people who are drunk can forget everything.

  It is said that people who are drunk will not know the pain.

  It is said that people who are drunk will see the people they want to meet.

  He was drunk, but not drunk.

  He was drunk, but still sober.

  His heart completely belongs to that person.

   "You said, will you come back?"

  In a dark room without a trace of light,

   Bei Xiuye ​​leaned against the bed decadently, her dim black eyes filled with nostalgic, desperate expression.

  His voice is hoarse and magnetic, whispering.

  Tears slipped from his eyes, and he was crying like a ten-year-old child.

   So confused, so helpless.

  So desperate, so distressing.

  Yes, the person he wanted to make people feel distressed has long since disappeared.

   "Why don't you come back and see me..."

  His voice is so soft that it can hardly be heard.

  He seemed to be mumbling to himself, and he seemed to be talking to someone.

  "Do you hate me very much? So these years, I have never had you in my dreams."

  He whimpered, "Why, I can't dream of you? I really miss you so much..."

  Thinking about what you think is almost dead.

  Why don’t you show up yet?

  His skin showed an abnormal paleness, a sickly pale whiteness, a transparent whiteness without sunshine all year round.

  He held a wine bottle in his slender jade-like hand and drank it in one go.

  Some wine slid down his chin, flowed through his white neck, and the delicate clavicle, and finally fell into his white shirt.

  He misses her so much, even if he dreams of her.

But,

   so long,

  He has dreamed a lot, but he has never dreamed of that person.

  Not even once.

  Drunk life and death again and again, again and again despair and decadence.

  Have never seen him, the only person he cares about.

  He is unwilling, unwilling.

  If the person you have ever met, the time you get along is just a dream.

  Then why do you want him to wake up?

  Why, don’t let him sink in his dream?

  Why, don't let him dream again.

  Never regret meeting that person, just hate, now that I met, why leave?

  Since I met, why did it just rush that year.

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