Every transformation is the pain of bone reorganization in the body, just like rebirth.
Think about it, the bones are joined together...
Leng Aofeng's handsome face took shape in the moonlight, with a sharp chin and black jewel-like pupils.
The muscles rose up on his strong chest, but his lower body was still in the state of a wolf.
With a strong force on his hands, Jing Jiaren was pulled into his arms.
Her heartbeat was beating fiercely against his chest, and his hands had never held her so hard before!
It’s been a long time since I’ve seen this face and been held in this arms.
Memories of the past moved chaotically in her mind...
If Ximen Longying hadn't interfered, if they hadn't been mistaken as a surrogate and sent to the island, and if they hadn't met Ximen Longting, they would have definitely been a very happy couple.
"Leng Aofeng!" Jing Jiaren looked at his face, her black hair dyed red with blood.
The headband has sharp thorns. Once he mutates, the thorns will penetrate into his cerebral cortex...
Jing Jiaren reached out and touched the moisture in his hair: "Don't change!"
"..."
"I, I'm sorry, I'm useless, I can't even take off this headband!"
She asked Ximen Longting to think of a way, but it was useless. This headband was made of a special texture, the same material as the chain of love, unless it was placed in a special container at high temperature to allow it to melt.
The headband tightly clasps Leng Aofeng's head...
You can't put his head in the container.
But if it can't be taken off, Leng Aofeng will be trapped like this? Will he look like a wolf for the rest of his life?
Leng Aofeng gasped in pain, and the severe stinging pain in his head made it difficult for him to hold on.
He is afraid...
He hasn't repaid her enough yet, and he hasn't let her see him clearly yet.
His resolute face was pale, and a very light smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"Beauty," he smiled and wiped her tears with his fingers, "you... have never shed tears before."
"I'm not as...so divine as you think. I'm just an ordinary woman."
"In my eyes, you are my eternal goddess."
She has given birth to two children. What else is worthwhile about being a wife and mother?
Her eyes were blurred, knowing that this man would always live in the past...
In his heart, no matter how she changed, she was still the aloof one, looking at the cherry blossoms under his protection, walking with him in the lush tree-lined avenues, looking back and smiling slightly at the beach...
That girl.
Jing Jiaren couldn't stop crying, and suddenly felt that it would be better for him to say goodbye like this and preserve the original beauty and simplicity.
He will live in the past forever, and she will slowly grow old...
"Leng Aofeng, that's enough, I'm looking at you!" Jing Jiaren's fingers were stained with more and more blood.
"..."
"I don't want to watch anymore, just change back."
"..."
"Leng Aofeng, did you hear that?"
A coquettish red color flowed down Leng Aofeng's arrogant face.
"Actually, I've seen enough of you for a long time...it's imprinted in my mind and I can't get it out of my mind." She tried her best to curl her lips, "I will remember you."
Leng Aofeng's hand on her shoulder gradually grew sharp claws.
Her hands became wider and wider, and her sharp nails tore through her clothes...
He suddenly let go of his hand, and his stopped back slowly bent.
【Beauty, the way you smile...is the most beautiful.】
In my memory, Leng Aofeng will always be the man carrying her schoolbag and walking beside him, with a touch of gentleness like the spring breeze.