Talking about crime on paper

The matter of Li Ruanyu caused him to toss and turn all night, unable to sleep, and in the end he had to agree with the indifferent reality He Lin said.

Just like no matter how bright the moon is, it cannot avoid dark clouds. Confusion and confusion are incidental attributes of "facts".

He still didn't understand the reason for Li Ruanyu's sudden mourning, nor did he understand what was locking her up in the darkness behind Ye Wenxiang.

Unsolved puzzles during the day swirled in his mind like a revolving lantern, enveloping him so much that his breathing was stuck.It was not until dawn when the sky was slightly cool that Lin Xixi fell asleep with her head covered.

Confused in the dream, Li Ruanyu's pale face was dripping with blood and tears, her ferocious face was twisted, twisted, elongated and then kneaded into a twist, the scream wished to pierce his eardrum, she rushed towards him with teeth and claws. He, screaming: How dare you betray me—I want you dead——

Lin Xixi ran away in a hurry, turned around and bumped into Murong Di, the fellow wrinkled his face into a bared grin, clasped his five fingers on his shoulders and pierced them straight into his muscles and bones, and in the grinning sound he picked up a dark brown Wine jar: Brother, you haven't tasted the taste of this fairy yet, don't think about leaving if you can't finish drinking!

When he turned his head again, he sank into the boundless darkness and silence, and the time seemed to be stretched several times. The white powder on Ye Wenxiang's face fell down, and her blood-red eyes followed his flustered steps. Holding the sharp orchid fingers, the sour voice floated in the endless cold night: Wandering soul—return—I hate it!

The play dragged on for a long time, the orchid finger flicked on Lin Xixi's forehead, and then opened his eyes after a cluster of heartaches. In front of his eyes was a red gauze soaked in blood. The bloodstains chased him away...

Lin Xixi was blocked in all directions, and there was no way to escape. In the panic, fear broke out from the bottom of his heart, flapping his wings and rushing against his entire chest, and the overflowing fear couldn't be vomited from his throat...

——until he was wrapped in a sudden softness.

The coldness all over his body and the trembling of his fingertips were sucked away by the warmth. Lin Xixi raised his head, and those long and narrow fox eyes were facing him calmly. The arms surrounding him were strong and powerful. The man lowered his head , the steady tone embraced his overwhelmed fear——

"Not afraid."

"Didn't I ask you to report my name in case of trouble?"

"Scared?"

"...or have you forgotten?"

He just stared blankly, forgot to blink as if he saw a layer of warm light covering He Lin's body, and heard him say to others:

"Hee hee naughty, let me take back the lesson."

"Don't bother everyone, get out of the way."

"All losses will be borne by Fantian Publishing House."

"..."

"Who dares to stop it."