[Double CP, Jing Lan × Shen Cuo, Jiang Li × Yan Huaizhi]
[Reincarnation] [Abusive article] [Looking for a knife in the shards of glass]
Memories are like a jar of bitter wine that has been smoldering under an old tree for a long time. It is so sour that it makes you want to shed tears, but you still have to pour it down regardless of the jar. It is both delicious and extremely painful.
The stinging pain in her heart always reminds Jinglan of all kinds of love and hatred in her past and present lives.
The fierce fire burned all the living creatures in the copy. Jing Lan, whose eyes were red and swollen from the thick smoke, could only vaguely see the back of Shen Cuo as he left ruthlessly.
But now, the positions have been reversed.
Jing Lan stood outside the fire, looking at Shen Cuo who was gradually being swallowed up by the flames.
Didn't he say he wanted to atone for his sins? Then let's taste what it's like to be burned alive first.
[Dark and twisted, I don't know how to love attack × Leng Yan, crazy criticism and revenge]
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The heavy snow in Tongcheng was really chilling. The innocent little Jiang Li died in the heavy snow at the age of fifteen, and died in the endless pain of two reincarnations.
If he could, he hoped that he could go back to that midsummer so that his stupid self would not be deceived and would not be deceived by a cheap candy again.
Now, Jiang Li looked at Yan Huaizhi kneeling in front of him and felt funny.
You insulted my dignity, indirectly killed my relatives, and even took my life.
Now, now, you tell me about atonement?
No, Yan Huaizhi, are you worthy?
[Desperate to save face, tortured and attacked × try hard, warm and warm in the sun]
(The author also scolded me while writing. Feel free to scold me whatever you want, but if you scold the character, don't scold me. Thank you.)
A non-serious unlimited stream, most of the content is about dungeon copying, sadomasochism,
Maybe it's because the author was in an abnormal mental state when he wrote...
Concept: unlimited flow