Waves of unspeakable coldness came from the surroundings, like the frost on top of the snow-capped mountains, carrying the indifference and loneliness that had been frozen for thousands of years.
Slowly, a darkness spread along her skin and slowly penetrated into her body. Xiaoyao's heart was gradually shrouded in black.
A pair of black hands suddenly appeared in front of her eyes, and Xiaoyao opened her eyes in surprise. The scene in front of her was even more surprising. Her entire body was restrained in a white glass-like container.
"Dong dong dong..." Xiaoyao hammered hard several times, but the white melter did not break in any way.
"Damn it, what the hell is this place?" Xiaoyao couldn't help but say a curse word, and hammered hard again with his hand.
Grandma, I have never seen anyone as miserable as her, trapped in a place like this.
His carefree gaze swept over the surroundings, and there was nothing but darkness.
As she looked at this unknown scene, her heart gradually calmed down.
Maybe it's good to be trapped here, at least no one will push her towards the dark lion again, and no one will want her life anymore.
Xiaoyao thought like this, and the darkness around him deepened a step further, and slowly, like a nightmare that would never wake up, it slowly moved closer to Xiaoyao.
They are like seaweed in the sea, twisting in extremely charming arcs under the fluctuation of the waves, slowly surrounding the glass container surrounding Xiaoyao.
Cold, fear, and darkness are gradually moving towards freedom in an orderly and direct and precise manner.
"Yeah, it's good here..." A deep male voice sounded, with a hint of dark bewitchment in his soft tone. It fell into people's ears like a poppy that had just bloomed, revealing an unparalleled enchantment.
"Who, who's talking?" Xiaoyao suddenly became alert, and the darkness took a few steps back unconsciously.
"Xiaoyao, I am your heart." The male voice sounded again, this time it was very normal, like an ordinary conversation.
"My heart, what nonsense are you talking about? My heart is not..." Xiaoyao touched his heart and suddenly found that his heart had calmed down without any beating.
How could this happen? Xiaoyao's face was filled with confusion.
"Xiaoyao, you are deep in your heart now, and I am your heart!"