A trace of regret flashed in Tang Yunsheng's eyes, and he said: "When I put on your coat during the day, what I saw...are those wounds on your back still hurting?"
Su Qianqian's face turned white and blue in turns, and her lips trembled slightly, almost trembling silently: "Brother Tang, stop talking..."
She originally thought that those nightmares could be forgotten, but at this moment, she realized that nothing she had experienced could be forgotten.
Those pains and despair cannot be eliminated. Only when they are completely rotten and scabbed can they be intact.
But, how long does this take?
The traces engraved on her body are a nightmare that she will never forget.
"That's not a wound..." She lowered her eyes and whispered, "That's not a wound..."
She turned paler and paler, covered her face with her hands, and sobbed softly: "Brother Tang, I'm dirty, will you not want me anymore?"
Tang Yunsheng's heart trembled. He reached out and hugged the person into his arms, whispering: "What nonsense are you talking about? How could I not want you?"
Su Qianqian buried her face in his chest. She was so thin that there was almost only a handful of bones left, and her whole body was so thin that it seemed like she could collapse with just one exertion.
She has nowhere to go in this world.
If the only Tang Yunsheng also abandons her, what will she have left?
"What you saw yesterday was not a scar." She controlled her emotions and said dullly, "It was a tattoo."
"Tattoo?"
"Yes." Su Qianqian raised her head, smiled reluctantly, with tears still in her eyes, and said softly, "He tattooed it on my back with his own hands. He told me that in this life, don't expect to be able to
Wash it off…”
She pursed her lips and finally couldn't hold back her fake smile anymore. She asked in a low voice: "With modern technology so advanced, how can it not be washed away, right?"
"Yeah, it can be washed off."
She finally smiled sincerely at him: "I believe you."
In this world, he is the only person she trusts.
Tang Yunsheng looked at her smiling face and really couldn't figure out what happened between her and Lance.
Why did that person prefer the headquarters to be attacked rather than let her go? When they found him, he didn't just run away, but went to find her?
What happened in the past month?
Countless questions were swirling in his mouth, but looking at her haggard appearance, he couldn't ask any of them.
"You have a good rest and you can go back tomorrow." After that, Tang Yunsheng tucks the corner of the quilt for her, stood up and said to her.
She smiled and nodded.
The man is out.
Su Qianqian got out of the bed.
She tied her hair with a rope and took off her shirt.
The voluptuous red tattoo on her back was clearly printed on the dressing mirror not far away.
It was a crimson manjushuahua plant, with lifelike rhizomes and veins. Its teeth and claws were imprinted on the woman's flawless white back, falling from the shoulders to the waist, almost spreading to the entire back.
The contrast between red and white further highlights the enchanting beauty of the petals, and the scene of the blooming flowers can almost make people smell the strange fragrance.
The petals spread out and vaguely formed four words - lnce.
Su Qianqian turned her head and looked at the vague words, gritted her teeth, and threw the water glass on the bedside!
"Crash."
The mirror shattered in an instant, breaking into countless pieces, each piece reflecting her pale and crazy expression.