Min Rou followed the voice and looked at the place where the accident was at her feet. She slightly squinted her eyes, crossed the countless lights, and saw the girl falling into the water.
is her-
Qin Yue
She was struggling hopelessly in the river. She was so thin and so small. The cold winter river water was bitterly cold. After a while, her cotton clothes were soaked in the water and became precipitated, like a stone, dragging her straight down.
The people on the shore were still shouting, but no one was willing to go down and save her.
"Ah… "
Min Rou smiled lightly, and the white air in her mouth came out, which was actually three minutes cooler than the damp and cold winter air. People in this world have always swept away the snow before their doors. Now this weather, too, who wants to jump down and save their lives to save an unrelated person
What's more, she's still a woman. Since ancient times, men and women have not been married, and by then, things will be cut and sorted out and messed up.
Her eyes are extremely beautiful. They are the kind of peach eyes that are picked up at the end of the eyes, but they also give people a feeling that they are always difficult to get close to. At this time, her pupils are foggy, like a layer of veil, making people unable to see. What is she thinking.
The girl was still struggling in the river under her feet. The desire to survive made her face twisted, and her neck was raised high, like a swan with a broken neck, her nose was throbbing desperately, pouring air into her lungs, her lips were white and scary. Min Rou thought, she really wants to live, right? After all, there are men like that by her side.
Where is Mo Yan? Where is her patron saint at the moment of life and death
Min Rou knows this feeling very well. At the beginning, she seemed to be squeezed by the endless river water, squeezing the air out of her lungs little by little, and the darkness tightly bound her, making her world Without a trace of light, it was like being trapped at the bottom of a dark river, never wanting to climb up again.
At that time, she was not reconciled. She hadn't won Mo Yan's heart. Before she had time to ask him if she had treated him sincerely, she died forever.
So, at this moment, she was really real, and she was murderous. What if Qin Yue died like this? Will he look at me more
A cruel voice from the bottom of my heart told her: No, Min Rou, just give up! Even if Qin Yue dies, she can still re-enter the cycle of reincarnation, Mo Yan will find her and continue to guard her, just like the previous hundreds of years!
Then she was desperate and discouraged. Really, Min Rou thought, why should she be so clear-headed? Occasionally, let her be willful and daydream, that's great.
Even after waking up from the dream, I still face the endless loneliness and the pain of the heart being penetrated, it doesn't matter.
After all, Min Rou couldn't pass the hurdle in her heart. She sneaked into the bottom of the river quietly, dragging out Qinyue, who had been unable to struggle and sinking softly into the bottom of the river, and carried Qinyue from another corner of no one. Come on.
She has no breath anymore, Min Rou thought, is this her fault at all
Since she was a child, her parents taught her to behave elegantly and be kind, and must not think of harming people’s lives. However, this girl fell into the river in front of her eyes today. She only survived eighteen years after her death. year.
Min Rou met her when she was a child, and she quietly went to see her when she was born. She was a small and thin group, like a cat. Anyone who knows a little bit of numerology knows that such a child has a rough fate. , After all, it’s not a sign of longevity.