Everything was so quiet that she could only hear her own breathing. Eleven was gradually captured by her thoughts, and was dragged into an environment where flowers were blooming and fragrant. She saw butterflies flying among the flowers and heard birds.
Joyful singing. A small stream gurgled loudly, and from time to time fish jumped out of the water to take a look.
Eleven was dressed in white and sitting not far from the river. Her hands were never idle. She was weaving garlands, one for Grandpa and the other for Brother Yin. Suddenly she heard a sound behind her. Eleven turned around and saw a garland.
Zhang had a face that was exactly like her own. She was so scared that she was paralyzed, looking at her with an angry look on her face, as if she wished she could cut herself into pieces.
"Why does everyone prefer you? We are twins, we are the same in everything, why can you have everything, and I have to be unknown? Is it just because you are the elder sister and I am the younger sister?"
That face spoke, looking at the same face as if looking in a mirror, revealing a ferocious face, opening its mouth eleven times, but nothing came out.
She strode over and roughly tore apart the wreath that Eleven had knitted, "I'm not convinced, I'm not convinced. There is me without you in this world, and there is me without you."
After she yelled loudly, she dragged Eleven to the river and pushed Eleven's face into the river with great strength. She also said, "I am the Saint of the Spiritual Realm, I am the Saint of the Spiritual Realm...
….”
Eleven struggled, struggled, and the pain of suffocation pulled her to another scene. This time she huddled in a corner, Qi Mingye held a whip in his hand, and beat her again and again. She was in so much pain that there was nowhere to go.
To escape, she had reached the limit of endurance. So she begged for mercy, "No, no, I don't dare anymore, not anymore, never again."
"Eleven..., eleven..."
She heard Qi Mingye's anxious voice, but wasn't Qi Mingye beating her with a whip? Eleven waved her arms to cover her ears, and tried to block Qi Mingye's whipping with her arms. Gradually, Qi Mingye
Ye disappeared, but the pain on his body was so clear, which amplified Qi Mingye's voice.
Her arms were shaken by something vigorously, and Eleven slowly opened her eyes. The moment she saw Qi Mingye, she took a breath, and then shrank to the corner of the bed in horror. Her whole body was trembling, and her mind was in chaos. She
Not daring to look at Qi Mingye, he pulled up the quilt and hid himself under it.
"Has she always been like this?" Qi Mingye asked the worried Zhu Sha.
Cinnabar said: "Master has nightmares, but they are not as serious as tonight. She did not sleep well at night and slept little during the day."
When Qi Mingye heard this, he couldn't imagine how scared Eleven was under that layer of quilt. He stretched out his hand to pull the quilt, but Eleven couldn't pull him away. But what he saw was that Eleven wanted to squeeze into the bed.
Her eyes were closed tightly, tears still falling continuously from her cheeks, and she said in a panic: "I won't run away, I won't run away anymore, don't come over, don't come over."
This sentence made Qi Mingye's outstretched hand stop in mid-air. Qi Mingye was angry and raised his sword eyebrows. He was about to make a move when suddenly Zhu Sha knelt in front of him and cried out: "Your Majesty, the master has not recovered from his serious injury.
Don't be frightened, I beg you, I beg you, please let her go tonight, I beg you, my slave." After saying this, Zhusha kept kowtowing.
Is Eleven looking crazy at this moment? Qi Mingye seemed to have achieved his goal of revenge, but he didn't feel the slightest pleasure of succeeding. He held back a breath and took a deep look at Eleven, then stood up and rolled his sleeves.
go.
As soon as Wang left, Cinnabar began to coax Eleven to calm down.