"I'm sorry, Xiaoluo..." He just lost control of his emotions and couldn't control his temper.
A weak bitter smile appeared on the corner of Ling Luo's lips. She said nothing, just shook her head and gently rubbed the prison's head.
She doesn't blame him, really.
Because she knew very well in her heart that those angry words said by the prison were all the truth.
"Damn cat, do you think that just saying sorry can end the matter?" Jie looked at the black cat angrily, his already big eyes becoming more and more abrupt, "You can eat whatever you want, but you can't talk randomly.
Say, sister, is she not good to you? Why do you treat her like this? Is your conscience eaten by a dog?"
He was so angry, he felt like he was going to explode!
Xuanyuan Yu actually has a wife and is a prostitute, so what should I do?
Sister likes Xuanyuan Yu so much that she even neglects herself for Xuanyuan Yu. How could she bear such a blow? She...
There is also the black cat who wants to die. My sister loves him so much, but he still pokes her sore spots without restraint. It is simply disgusting!
"Stop talking, Xiaojie." Ling Luo's lips curved in a weak arc. She put the prison on the table, squatted down again, and closed the book attacking the prison, with a hint of strangeness in her eyes.
He said, "Put these books away, you have messed up the whole room."
"I'll come." Jie knelt down and hurriedly picked up all the books scattered on the floor, "Sister, please sit down and rest. I'll make you a cup of tea to calm your shock."
Seeing Jie put away the books and put them away, Ling Luo stood up calmly and said, "I won't drink anymore. I'm tired and want to go back and rest."
Jie put the book on the bedside, and his whole body stiffened slightly. He turned around, with a faint purple light in his eyes, and murmured: "Sister..."
"Don't worry, I'm fine." Ling Luo turned around, and her slender figure, who looked slightly lonely, gradually disappeared into the vast night.
His red eyes were filled with self-blame. He jumped down from the table, his long tail drooping in frustration, and followed Ling Luo's footsteps from a distance.
Zed looked at the empty room and thought of her lonely look, and his heart ached.
He couldn't comfort her, not even the sound of his piano could make her look good, not to mention that the piano was broken.
Zed sat down a little dejectedly, stroking the broken string with his long fingers, and a deep self-loathing flashed through his eyes.
He is too weak.
He can't protect her.
He is not even qualified to protect her.
He wanted to become stronger, he wanted to become stronger, he wanted to do it like crazy.
Suddenly, he remembered the purple light that attacked the black cat just now.
Oh, books! Those books!
There's something weird in those books!
Zed lined up dozens of books on the bedside and flipped through them like crazy, looking for which one it was? Which one?!
Finally, on the thick black-covered book at the bottom, he discovered the faint purple brilliance lingering on it.
Great joy!
He opened the pages and read eagerly.
Black, twisted fonts like tadpoles came into view, but Zed could understand them——
"The sky and the earth are dark and yellow, the universe is primitive, the Great Desolate God appears, and chaos begins. The pure is the sky, and the turbid is the earth..."
*.*.*.*.*
Ling Luo walked alone in the night, drifting like a lonely ghost, and walked to the door of Qingzhu Garden.
Her mind was a little erratic. She walked to the door of her bedroom and took out the key, but she couldn't insert it.