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62 Zhizhi must learn to push me away, the farther the better

He seemed to be in a deep nightmare, sweating profusely, his long body huddled up, and his whole body was trembling uncontrollably.

"Gu Yanchen," Fu Youzhi hugged his almost stiff body and called his name loudly.

He had indeed fallen into a terrifying dream.

The ten-year-old Beicheng Third Ring Road was where his nightmare began.

My father took his mother and him and prepared many gifts to celebrate his eldest nephew's third birthday.

The child is very cute, can already talk and run, looks good, and is very attractive.

Although he seems aloof to outsiders, he cares very much about his family. The eldest brother said that his eldest nephew likes Ultraman, so he specially bought the highest-end one from abroad for him.

Imagining the child holding the gift and calling him "uncle" in a clear baby voice, even the corner of his mouth had a smile.

Not to mention the father and mother, they couldn't help but smile from ear to ear when they thought of their eldest grandson.

The low-key Maybach was speeding along the Third Ring Road, and the whole family was laughing and laughing in the car. No one knew.

In the oncoming truck was a desperado who was addicted to gambling.

As long as he crashes into this luxury car, he can leave enough living expenses for his daughter.

He is not a successful father, but as long as he takes this order, he will have enough money.

Buy a floral dress for your daughter, let your daughter learn piano, order a cake that she has coveted for a long time, and buy a beautiful doll that all little girls have, but only my daughter does not.

Father as a mountain……

I can only send her here...

"Bang!" There was a loud noise.

No matter how high-quality the Maybach was, it could not withstand the collision of the overloaded truck. It overturned and caught fire. Gu Yanchen was hugged tightly by his mother. His body was hot. I don't know if it was his mother's blood or the fire.

The mother was burned alive. The most gentle, beautiful, elegant and generous second daughter of the famous Jiangnan Shen family died. Her skin was sore and swollen all over her body, and her voice was indistinguishable. She looked like a cursed ghost in hell.

Gu Yanchen was trapped in this scene and couldn't get out at all. His tears were gushing but they would be evaporated by the heat wave in an instant. At that time, he actually died with his mother...

Suddenly, the corners of my thirsty lips received a little refreshing rain.

There is very little rain, but for those trapped in the sea of ​​fire, it is as precious as hope.

There was more and more sweet rain, drop by drop, nourishing his body that was almost burned to ashes by the fire.

yes……

Someone came to save him.

It's a pity that the fire was so strong, it was like entering a burning purgatory.

A little rain is not enough to save him.

But thank you.

This little bit of redemption allowed him to die with hope.

He unconsciously touched the hand that gave him the rain. He was grateful, comforted, and unwilling, but he could only accept his fate...

But some people don't accept their fate.

He felt like he was being held tightly by another tender and tender embrace, his breath intertwined, and there were fresh and fragrant raindrops not only in his mouth, but also on his face.

His thirsty lips were wrapped in two moist lips, and someone used all their strength to pry open his locked teeth and put the medicine into his mouth.

The medicines of the world are all bitter, but only his medicine is sweet.

He didn't have any strength in his body, so he could only rely on instinct to chase the spiritual spring that exuded sweet temptation, tongue to tongue, lingering on me to the extreme, silently, as if he had received a breath of immortal energy that did not belong to the mortal world.

So sweet.

So moist.

He's crazy.

Under the cold gaze of death, someone is redeeming him.

He hugged the girl tightly in his arms, holding the back of her head with his big hands in an absolutely possessive posture, frantically plundering her fragrance, her fairy spirit, and everything about her.

There was no skill at all. It was like a primitive urge to survive, like a trapped beast that was bleeding out and suddenly saw the exit, launching an extremely violent attack.

In the midst of the lingering love, I forgot to breathe, and just wanted to melt the other person into my bones. I was so delusional that I even had an evil thought.

If he is an evil beast cursed by God, then he can selfishly and domineeringly possess the person in his arms.

The evil ghosts rolled around in hell and opened their fangs.

Fu Youzhi was hugged tighter and tighter, and her mouth was numb and painful from being kissed, but she thought it must be that he was not healed yet and needed more from her.

Fu Youzhi came closer and opened her mouth obediently, letting him pick it up, trying her best to cooperate and tolerate his ferocity.

"Uncle...Uncle, don't be afraid. Nothing will happen. Zhizhi is your medicine. Zhizhi wants to save you. Tell Zhizhi how to save you..."

In the trance, there were not many sounds that could be heard, and they were intermittent, but he was surprised and comforted to find:

Ah, it's Zhizhi, that invincible little cutie, that innocent childish ghost, his little bride.

He slowly opened his eyes. He was very tired and uncomfortable, but he struggled to open his eyes and looked at her with pear blossoms and rain in his arms.

she……

The mouth was red and swollen from being kissed, the tip of the tongue was broken and bleeding, the tip of the nose and eye sockets were red, there was a big cut on the palm of the hand, and then look at the waist...

There were large bruises on her cold, porcelain-like skin.

"Who bullied Zhizhi into this?" He himself was startled by his deep and hoarse voice. Although he had no strength, he massaged her waist.

"It's uncle..."

Fu Youzhi felt the pain only belatedly. She had been pampered for many years. After becoming the God of Wealth, she was rarely injured. Now her mouth was broken and her waist was blue. She felt so wronged.

"I had a nightmare," Gu Yanchen's eyes were full of love and regret. He was so weak that he seemed to be terminally ill and was explaining his funeral arrangements.

"When encountering this kind of situation in the future, Zhizhi must learn to push me away and run as far away as possible. I will accidentally hurt you..."

"No -" Fu Youzhi shook her head and cried,

"I don't want to leave uncle! I don't want to!"

Fu Youzhi was actually very hypocritical when she was a child, and she was pampered by big shots. She definitely never suffered at all.

Just hearing Gu Yanchen's weak and low words made his heart tremble, as if he really wanted to lose him forever, and his tears became even more abundant.

"Didn't Uncle say that Gardenia is your medicine? You can eat Gardenia, cut the flesh, drink blood, or find Fangtang to get bone marrow. Gardenia wants to save you... Wuwuwu..."

"Pfft..." Gu Yanchen was also amused by her. He couldn't help but rub his seaweed-like hair and said lovingly,

"Look what you said, I'm like a cannibal, how could I be willing to hurt Zhizhi?"

"If you really need to cut off the flesh, drink the blood, and replace the bone marrow, it will be mine, and you will drink mine..."

He said slowly, stroking her back with his hand to soothe her mood. There were a few words after that, which he did not say to her:

[Gardenia has a good life, and she should be immersed in the wealth and splendor of the sky all her life, enjoying the excitement of the world and the hustle and bustle of the world. If I have a bad life, I deserve to be stepped into the dirty mud...]

[But, who can stop a dirty evil ghost from making love amidst the siege of fate? 】

【Oh, this crystal white gardenia belongs to him.】


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