Chapter 103: Damn it! Give the emperor a little tidy up 3
A sense of fear welled up from the bottom of my heart.
Run away! Run away quickly!
The only thought in her mind was to escape. At this time, she had already lost her composure and forgotten her calmness.
The heartbeat is quietly speeding up, and the breathing becomes cautious.
He looked at the high walls around him with guarded eyes and walked faster and faster.[
On that road with no end in sight, I started running anxiously, but it seemed like I was spinning in circles.
I'm going crazy, I can't find a way out, I can't get out!
What should I do? People, how could there be no one? No matter who it is now, as long as it is a person, she will feel at ease.
Panting heavily, my two little feet could no longer walk.
Because my feet hurt, every step I took would cause severe pain. I guess it was blistering.
Miss Shen was originally a spoiled child with a weak body. In addition, someone traveled through time and was enjoying herself without any serious exercise. She didn't even walk much in a day.
The longer time passed, the more frightened she became, standing under the moonlight, far away from the shadows.
I huddled against the wall in fear, leaning my back against the cool hard stone, and squatted down with my knees bent, looking for a little sense of security. The more I thought about it, the more my heart trembled, and I couldn't help but hug myself.
Even though she was once an atheist, she didn't believe that there were ghosts in this world, but - she traveled through time! Such ridiculous things exist, so why can't she believe that there are ghosts in the world?
It's very possible... there will be...
She has never been a strong person, she is just a woman, an ordinary insecure little woman.
In modern times, if you are an ordinary white-collar worker, who will notice you among the crowd?
In ancient times, she was just an ordinary woman who knew nothing. In other words, the women here should know how to play music, chess, calligraphy and painting. She didn’t know anyone, couldn’t get along with anyone, and couldn’t talk to anyone properly.
.My heart and secrets, the pain in my heart can only be endured by myself, and I can lick it silently...
He couldn't help but bury his head between his arms.
I feel a little afraid of the invasion of loneliness.
No matter how hard a person pretends to be strong, he will still be afraid occasionally, no matter in ancient times or in modern times.
Especially when the surroundings are dark and quiet...