Mo Li struggled to get up. Even though she was covered with soft and warm quilts, she still seemed to be drowning in the boundless sea of blood, unable to extricate herself. She sat there panting violently. After a while, she finally recovered from the grief and despair. Forced to suppress it.
A pair of candles were burning quietly in the room, and as the candles flickered, there were faint stars twinkling.
She and Dong Lin personally bought it from the market in the world. She said that she loved the bright stars and wanted to add a ray of starlight to the candlelight. It was originally a strange idea of hers when she was young, but Dong Lin is so awesome that he actually helped her realize it.
She was originally looking forward to the scene when the wedding candles were lit, but after being soaked in the sea of blood in her dream, even the pair of red candles seemed so ridiculous!
Mo Li waved his hand and extinguished the candle, and the originally festive and warm wedding room immediately fell into darkness and silence.
She touched the edge of the bed and climbed up, casually pulled on a robe and put it on, then walked out with disheveled hair and bare feet. When she passed by the outside, she saw Mo Tang. The pale moonlight shone on her face, and she fell asleep. , his brows were still frowning.
Li Qiye stared at her for a while, then gently tucked the quilt around her body and walked out quietly.
Mo Tang watched her for most of the night, and she was sleeping soundly and unconsciously.
The spring breeze blows outside, blowing down thousands of plum blossoms, and the ground is covered with red.
Li Moli stared at Luo Hong again.
Those were clearly not Luo Hong, those were the blood and tears of her relatives!
Moreover, how can this spring wind give birth to these winter red plums?
The red plum blossoms were supposed to bloom in the wind and snow, but they were so immersed in the lingering spring scenery that they forgot where they came from and where they were going. It was so ridiculous!
It's time to right this wrong.
She is a red plum in the wind and snow of Meishan Mountain. She has never been and should not bloom in this lingering spring scenery!
With her bare feet, Mo Li slowly walked through the absurd dreamland of spring. The sharp stones scratched her feet, causing heartbreaking pain.
However, no matter how painful it is, it is not as painful as that day!
The red nightgown brushed against the ground, leaving scarlet dots behind.
She just kept walking in a certain direction. It was obviously a small courtyard, but she felt like she had walked tens of thousands of steps, but she still didn't seem to find her destination.
She should go to Donglin now and settle the matter between him and her.
This small courtyard is so small. There are only eight rooms in the front yard and the back house. She lives in two of the wedding rooms, and Dong Lin is not in them. The front yard is where Ru Feng Chengying and Cheng Yue live, so it is naturally impossible for him to live there. Where.
Therefore, he could only live in the other two rooms next to the wedding room.
In fact, she didn't need to go down the steps or pass through this plum forest. She only needed to walk through the corridor connecting the four rooms. In just a few steps, she could stand directly in front of Dong Lin's room, face this man face to face, and do it. What she should do.
But she still couldn't change this stupid disease. She actually walked in such a big circle and walked so many steps until her feet were dripping with blood. She actually lost her way in this square, clear and clear courtyard!
It's so ridiculous!
"A Li..." Dong Lin's soft and low voice sounded behind him, "I'm here!"
He had been waiting for her in the corridor since Mo Li fell into coma.
During this period, she wanted to check on her condition several times, but Mo Tang refused. Fortunately, Chengyue came to visit on her behalf. Knowing that she was fine, he felt relieved and sat down at the foot of the steps to wait for her.
He knew that this time, she would definitely come.
The hanging sword above his head will eventually fall.
He had thought about what it would be like countless times, but he never thought that it would be the day when he wanted to marry her, nor did he expect that she would linger under the moonlight for so long.
In fact, as long as she looked up, she would definitely see him sitting there waiting for her.
But she never raised her head, and she never once looked in his direction. She was like a lost kitten, scurrying around in a small space. He could see her crying and her pain. Sad Jue saw her staggering, falling down and getting up several times.
She stumbled forward under the moonlight and among the falling reds. She looked back countless times, but she never looked at him.
He could feel that she was reluctant to kill him!
She hated him, hated him to the extreme, but she still couldn't let go, so like a little fool, she kept walking around here. It was just a small courtyard, but she seemed to be walking in a desert filled with wind and sand, unable to find an exit. Can't find the direction either.
Donglin had been looking at her from the moment she went out. The last time he stared at her, he felt greedy and wanted to look at her more, but when he saw her bloody feet, he was heartbroken and took the initiative to open her eyes. mouth.
"I'm here..." He stood up and walked towards her step by step. He was still wearing the red wedding dress when the two got married, but the night was too dark, and the dazzling red color faded under the pale moonlight. The inky black of silence.
He dragged the ink color and slowly walked to her.
Ever since he heard his voice, Mo Li had been standing there, motionless. He felt that he was getting closer, his heart seemed to be tightly grasped by someone, and his body could not help but tremble slightly.
"A Li..." The voice behind her was gentle and ethereal, as if coming from the distant sky, calling her softly like calling a spirit, "You're awake..."
Li Qiye subconsciously clenched his fists, his nails dug into his palms, and blood dripped down.
However, soon, the blood quickly gathered in one place, gradually turning into a bloody sharp blade.
Dong Lin looked at the bloody blade, the compassion in his eyes became stronger, and his voice became softer.
He stood there and wanted to hug her. Halfway through, he dropped his arms and said softly: "Ali, it's time to end this. After waiting for so long, you... have worked hard..."
Li Moli trembled suddenly and turned his head to look at him.
Under the moonlight, the man's smile was clear and gentle. He raised his lips and smiled softly at her. In his dark eyes, there seemed to be stars falling with the color of snow. They were extremely bright, but also extremely desolate.
In an instant, the soft spring breeze suddenly disappeared, and the sky was filled with red, turning into blizzards. The north wind screamed, like the screams of relatives when they were dying. The sea of blood surged in the dream, and the endless despair and mourning was completely broken. Those light and sweet things.
The blizzard was falling, and in Mo Li's eyes, there was no confusion anymore, only determination!
Holding the blood blade's hand tightly, she was now calm and agile, with violent energy surging in her chest. She no longer hesitated, and took a step forward, her face almost touching Dong Lin's face, and the blood blade stabbed fiercely. Put it on Dong Lin's belly, then stir it up neatly and lift it up.
She could clearly hear the "chirping" sound of the sharp blade cutting through the flesh, and the numbing "squeaking" sound of the knife tip hitting the bones.
The next moment, warm blood was wet all over his hands, and the strong smell of blood filled his nose.
