Ruoxi believes that even if a person is unlucky, there is an end. He should not be so unlucky that he chokes to death with water, and then after being rescued, he chokes to death again while drinking water, and then truly goes to death.
When Ruoxi arrived at the house she called home, everything had changed beyond recognition!
The fire burned so wildly, the fire wave hit people, and rushed into the sky with a roar, as if it was going to scorch the whole world, and the eyes were rolling, like a demon, swallowing up all the buildings, and also swallowing up Ruoxi's life.
Isn't it ridiculous?
Ruoxi spent so much thought, Ruoxi wasted a lot of saliva, bargaining with others and then wrapping up that home into a place to rest. And then in an instant, it was an instant!
It was like magic, disappearing quickly and simply.
Ruoxi didn't know how to describe her mood!
Terrible? Unlucky? Or simply a tragedy?
It should be like this, everyone can complain about being unlucky, and then go back and forth with their own little trouble.
But Ruoxi didn't even have the qualifications to complain. The winter morning came very late, even though Ruoxi had a lot of time to cry wantonly in the dark night.
But she couldn't shed any tears.
Really not a drop!
Ruoxi's eyeballs were very dry. She touched her own eyeballs and then rubbed them to confirm that all this was true.
The originally blood-red bricks and tiles were like a corner torn apart by the night, and it was so dark that I didn’t know where the door was.
Ruoxi walked in gently and found Liancheng in the middle of the ruins, lighting up a cigarette and smoking quietly.
After seeing Ruoxi, he lit the lighter without opening a word, illuminating Ruoxi's sight.
It was in the brilliance of the lighter that Ruoxi really saw a house full of desolation. The home that was once able to support itself was already dilapidated and dilapidated. It was like a woman who had been raped, horrified to death.
The surrounding walls were filled with thick black smoke, and even your fingers would turn black if you wiped it with your hands. There were not many things in the room, and now they were completely burned. Only one corner of the bedside table was burned.
.The water pipes were all burned black and were extremely hot to the touch. The only thing left was the burned-out iron window, and above it were the remains of the room where Ruoxi bought clothes for Liancheng.
Looking at everything in front of her, Ruoxi said calmly: "Liancheng, do you believe there will be a bloody disaster in the world?"
Liancheng looked at Ruoxi doubtfully, not understanding what it meant.
Ruoxi said calmly: "I didn't believe it before, but now I believe it. A few days ago, when I was at the foot of Xiangshan Mountain, an old lady pointed at me and said, you are a fire person, and you are destined to be in conflict with Zi. The corners of your eyes were slightly raised.
Pick, it is a sign of great misfortune. Your lips will turn purple, your hall will turn black, and there will be a bloody disaster soon."
Liancheng took a puff of cigarette and said calmly: "It's just a lie!"
Ruoxi didn't believe it at first, but because she wanted to know what the old man would do next, she continued to ask, "What do you think the old man said?"
"She said that my life and my lover are separated by yin and yang. I am a fire person, while the man is a water person. If the yin is strong, the yang will be weak. If he is stronger than me, I will be weak. We can never coexist. Unless a person is hurt by one of them and is injured to death. And
The person next to me who can prosper me is a tree, but he will be exhausted because of my burden!"
Ruoxi always remembered the appearance of that old lady. Although there were wrinkles at the corners of her eyes and eyebrows, her eyes were bright and scary.
Liancheng shook his head and smiled, and sneered: "I am dead. If you had followed what she said, you would have killed me long ago!"
Ruoxi's heart skipped a beat, she suddenly looked at Liancheng, and suddenly shook her head, not used to this weird atmosphere.
"You should stay away from me. What if I kill you?" Ruoxi smiled sarcastically: "I don't want to hurt you too!"
Liancheng stood up in disbelief, and then hugged Ruoxi from behind: "I am very close to you now. If God really wants to do something to me, try it and see if I can be killed!"
Suddenly, a piece of loose brick fell from the roof. It suddenly fell down and hit Liancheng's feet hard. With a bang, a piece of dust slowly flew up.
Ruoxi was choked by the smoke and felt uncomfortable, while Liancheng started laughing wildly.
The man pointed at the stone at his feet and said contemptuously: "Did you see it? How could something happen? We have avoided such a difficult stone, how could you defeat it so easily!"
Ruoxi lowered her head and looked at the fallen stone, unable to regain her consciousness for a long time.
Until he finally pulled Liancheng's sleeve and remembered the last words of the fortune teller.
"You are destined to have no family ties, no love, and no friendship! You are destined to be the lone star of the sky. You are destined to live alone and die cruelly. And those who are loved by you, or those you do not love, will not have good luck.
End!"
Ruoxi hugged herself unconsciously.
Doomed to live a lonely life, a lonely star?
Thinking about it now, the old lady's words were like a devil, tightly binding Ruoxi's life.
A deep curse entangled Ruoxi, leaving her without any hope.