"Beiming Shaoxi, you are drunk, do you know what you are doing now?"
Beiming Shaoxi smiled with scarlet lips, and his eyes were cold and distant.
It seemed as if she was suddenly far away from her indifferently, very far away...
"I told you, if you can't get it, I will destroy it." Beiming Shaoxi raised his pistol and pointed it at her head.
The muzzle of the black hole was pointed directly at her forehead, and two dry thunders sounded in the gloomy sky.
The flowery backyard seemed to have suddenly lost its color.
Ji Anan's face was bleeding and he was holding a large bouquet of flowers.
Just because Beiming Shaoxi's fingers were all wrapped in bandages, Weir said it took him three nights to make them.
She didn't forget to take it with her before she left!
The silk flowers were supported by tiny steel wires, and his hands were pricked countless times.
The complex and bright blood red color, is there a trace of red that is his blood? That’s why it is so red and dazzling.
Ji Anan's eyes were engraved on Beiming Shaoxi's face inch by inch, and she began to regret that she didn't have the courage to look at him more. And the parting came so unexpectedly that she suddenly had no chance to look at him anymore.
"Beiming Shaoxi... thank you."
She turned around with difficulty, each step like a traveler trudging through the desert.
A low, demonic voice sounded behind her:
"Go straight ahead and you will see the back door leaving the manor."
Without changing any direction, he chose a straight road to freedom for her.
"run!"
It's like the devil's voice coming from hell.
He drove her away? Why?
Ji Anan stumbled and walked, and bang, another gunshot hit her feet.
She was so startled that she sped forward...
"Leave the city and don't come back again. If you let me see you again, you will never be able to escape..." His gloomy voice rang out in the dry thunder.
Ji Anan's steps became faster and faster, tall flower branches on both sides shuttled around her, and she started running.
Watching her back gradually disappearing into the shadow of flowers, Beiming Shaoxi slowly bent his hand and put the gun hole against his head.
…
You will regret losing me, you idiot!
Turning around, she opened her arms like a soaring bird and flew happily on the beach.
Standing on a high reef, looking at a pool of broken stars in the deep sea.
With a naughty smile on her lips, she plunged into the water with an elegant posture like a mermaid.
…
Three years ago, she rashly squeezed into his world and dragged him running on the deserted beach.
From then on, the love was deep-rooted and he decided that it was her.
If he were alive, how could he bear to let her go and let her stand by Gu Nancheng's side, leaving him to be unbridled and happy.
Only when he dies can he guarantee that he will never bother her again.
Beiming Shaoxi, I hate you! Please let me go!
Ji Anan ran without looking back, not daring to stop, as if there was a savage beast chasing her behind her.
Bang
He pressed the wrench against his head and heard a final burst of gunfire.
Countless blood burst out, a bloody red color...
The birds in the garden started to scurry around, and when Ji Anan heard the violent gunshot, his heart suddenly burst into pain, and he felt inexplicably flustered, as if the world had collapsed.
Her feet were unstable and she fell onto the muddy road.
A bouquet full of flowers fell on the ground, and a strange red color flowed like blood.
In front of you, the garden path leads directly to the back door, with tall columns supporting Roman arches.
It seemed as if a bright light was waiting for her...
She is not afraid of death, but she is afraid of dying in his hands!
Ji Anan didn't dare to look back and got up with difficulty.