The monster is so cute

A mournful howl came from the deep forest, like a lone wolf who lost its spouse, lonely and desperate.

Mo Tianya knelt on the ground, hugging that icy body tightly, trying to warm him up with his own body temperature, his brows and eyes were as cold as iron while he stared at him right in front of him.

He caressed the face of his beloved with trembling hands, and gently wiped away the blood on his face with his fingertips, revealing that plain and cold face, with frowning brows, one could see how much pain he had endured.

Tears of pain flowed from the sockets of his eyes and fell on Jiang Louyue's face drop by drop, but he would never feel the scorching and desperate temperature again.

"You little liar, just leave me alone..." Mo Tianya pressed his forehead to Jiang Louyue's, and tears hit the dead eyelashes, which always smiled at him. The face, the clear deer-like eyes always looked at him with a smile, and the tightly pursed lips used to say things that made him angry and dumbfounded.

He kissed that lip fiercely, sucking and biting, and teasing, no matter how hard he tossed, he couldn't get any response from the other party. The cold and stiff touch seemed to remind him and laugh at him: Jiang Lou Moon is dead.

He gasped and left his lips, and touched his chest with his hand, trembling uncontrollably, where it was already soaked in blood, when he unbuttoned his shirt, he saw that the original white bandage had turned red, even his chest His hands were also dyed that color.

When he was heartbroken, he caught a glimpse of a scarlet hole on Jiang Louyue's exposed skin, and he could see the bones inside. He felt a little bit in his heart, what is this?He tore off his clothes violently, revealing his body full of holes. Those deep hollows seemed to have been eaten away by poisonous insects, and he could even see that under his almost transparent skin The moving red thing, he held up Jiang Louyue's face in disbelief, and carefully looked at the twisted eyebrows on his face, which was trying to endure the pain, he felt unprecedented remorse and self-blame, but at this moment, he was calm Come down, look at the face for a while, and then slowly show the dagger from your arms, "You are so weak, and you are delicate and expensive, and you will only be bullied by lonely ghosts when you get down there, walk slowly , I will accompany you."

He slammed the dagger into his heart, then hugged his beloved tightly, closed his eyes, and thought about encountering all kinds of pasts of this evildoer, as if he had returned to his side.