The mountains are filled with miasma, and Lin Nuo is the lamb that accidentally falls into hell.
The young man Lu Ci picked her up and treated her extremely well: he picked the sweetest wild fruits, the softest straw mats, and his brows and eyes were as gentle as the moonlight in the mountains. But she knew what kind of dank monster was hidden under this gentle skin.
Anyone who looks at her will disappear out of thin air, and even their bones will rot in the soil, feeding the worms in the mountains. He used gentleness as shackles and kindness as fangs to trap her in this world, euphemistically calling it "protection".
When she escaped down the mountain at night, she ran into Lu Ci who was soaked at the foot of the mountain. He was neither anxious nor annoyed, and his normally handsome face was now a hellish scarlet color.
He pressed closer and held her shoulders tightly, his knuckles turning white.
"Run? Huh?"
He smiled, chilling with cold, and rubbed her lips roughly with his thumb:
"Lin Nuo, what inch of your blood and bones was not grown by me? How dare you run away with my life?"
He leaned over and bit the side of her neck, feeling pain mixed with the smell of medicine.
"It's late."
"You will have to die by my side in this life, in the next life, in all eternities. If I don't let go, no one can take you away. Dare you run away? I will break your legs, raise you to be fat and white, and lock you in my nest. You will never stand up for the rest of your life."
Where is the light? This is a life-threatening ghost.
Her salvation had long since become her doom.
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Good-looking, good-looking [Adoration] [Admiration] It's so wonderful
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