The rainwater flowing on the street gradually turned bright red.
Zhou Ji's eyes slowly turned scarlet, and there were blood lines in the eye sockets. It was so painful that it felt like the eye sockets were about to explode.
Blood…
Why is there so much blood.
The unstoppable bleeding was in front of his eyes, forcing him to breathe.
There seemed to be a bang in Zhou Ji's ears, and her body was hit hard in front of his eyes, and there was a lot of blood. He looked down and saw another trickle of blood, gradually spreading from the back of the girl's head.
She was wearing a crimson-white thin shirt, which was quickly stained with her own blood.
The palace lantern burns the night as bright as day.
A shrill scream, "Empress!"
The picture in front of me is like a long movie, one frame after another, extremely clear.
Why...why...die in front of him.
Brutally, without hesitation.
it hurts.
It hurts.
Why does it hurt so much?
The driver in the front seat was the first to notice something was wrong. The car had been parked in the yard for a while.
The gentleman didn’t seem to be planning to get out of the car yet.
Sitting in the back seat with an expressionless face, no expression could be clearly seen on the face hidden in the darkness. The night was dark and the rain was getting heavier.
The man's face was as pale as paper. I don't know what he thought of, and his expression was so ugly.
The driver waited for a moment, then carefully spoke in this extremely depressing environment: "Sir, we're here."
After a long time, the driver heard the man's hoarse voice: "Go back and rest."
The driver couldn't help but dare to take another look through the rearview mirror, only to catch a glimpse of Zhang Ruoshuang's face.
He didn't dare to look any further and got out of the car in a hurry.
Zhou Ji sat in the car for a long time. On this rainy night, he could no longer tell whether what he saw in front of him was an illusion.
The picture is constantly changing.
The wet rain gives people a dull feeling.
Blood again.
I couldn't even cough up enough blood.
The woman who had been bedridden for a long time looked very weak, her face was pale and there was no extra complexion. She leaned weakly in his arms and started coughing again after saying a few words.
The man patiently wiped the blood stains from the corners of her lips with a handkerchief.
A roomful of people were kneeling outside.
The imperial doctor from the imperial hospital also knelt there tremblingly.
Even when she was dying, the sick girl still thought about her childhood sweetheart husband, "I want to see him."
The man opened his lips and spoke coldly: "Don't even think about it."
The room filled with agarwood seemed to be warmed by the fragrance.
The coughing sound couldn't stop again, she spit out a large mouthful of blood, and the skirt of his chest was already dirty.
The man's hand seemed to be trembling, and he was holding on to her harder and harder.
She slowly closed her eyes in his arms, as if she just fell asleep peacefully.
once.
twice.
three times.
I don’t know how many times.
Every time he was the one who got what he asked for.
No matter how hard you try, you won't be able to achieve perfection.
After the scene in front of him dissipated, Zhou Ji listened to the sound of rain outside the car window and seemed to have recovered from the nightmare.
He opened the car door, the heavy rain wet his shoulders, and the man entered the house wrapped in the cold.
The lights in the master bedroom upstairs had been turned off.
Jiang Yue only waited for him for three hours and didn't wait for anyone to come back. She suddenly felt that he had been tricked and angrily turned off the light, deciding that she would never wait for him to come home again.
It hadn't been long since she got into bed.
When she was half asleep, her wrist was suddenly grasped by cold fingertips. She flinched. When she opened her eyes, what she saw was still darkness.
Zhou Ji didn't turn on the light.
She shivered from the cold air he brought in, and her exposed skin trembled.
Jiang Yue opened her mouth: "Didn't you say three hours?"
This has been almost five hours!
fraud.
The man was silent for a long time, only looking at her closely and saying nothing.
After a moment, he suddenly kneaded her into his arms and held her tightly without saying a word.
Jiang Yue felt like she couldn't breathe from being held in his arms, and her ribs were a little painful. She slowly tried to push him away, but his arms were like iron pliers. No matter how hard she tried, he couldn't move at all.
Jiang Yue felt that something was wrong with him.
She raised her eyes and tried to take a serious look at him, but she couldn't see anything clearly.
The bedroom was pitch dark.
The tightly closed curtains blocked out the moonlight.
She slowly raised her hand and groped in the darkness and touched the man's face. It was so cold that a chill seemed to come from her skin.
Jiang Yue was a little uneasy and worried. She asked quietly: "What's wrong with you?"
What happened? That's why he's so rude.
Zhou Ji has always been a person who is always calm and does not even show any emotions. It has never been like this tonight.
He seemed to be cold all over and his body was very stiff.
Zhou Ji held her face, as if a real touch could make him feel relieved.
The pain was so painful that he was almost speechless.
Every time he has to watch her die in front of him, no matter what means he uses, he cannot keep her.
She will always fall in love with someone else.
He will always wake up so late.
So late.
It's too late for anything.
Zhou Ji's voice was hoarse, as if his throat had been injured, and he whispered: "I'm fine."
He twitched the corners of his lips, "The thunderstorm was so loud, I was a little scared just now."
The rain outside the window is no longer as scary as before.
It turned into a drizzle of light rain, and it was almost impossible to hear the sound of rain unless you listened carefully.
Jiang Yue was confused, Zhou Ji wasn't afraid of thunder and rain before.
She knelt down beside the bed, straightened her upper body, moved closer to him, placed her palms gently on his forehead, and murmured in a low voice: "It's not hot either."
There should be no fever or cold or anything.
Jiang Yue was about to turn on the light when Zhou Ji suddenly grabbed her hand, "Did it disturb your sleep?"
Jiang Yue actually didn't fall asleep at all.
She no longer felt sleepy now.
Rather than sleeping, she now wants to know why Zhou Ji feels like she's about to... be broken at this moment.
The sound was broken.
The eyes are also broken.
The dark eyes seemed to be filled with bloodshot eyes.
Jiang Yue didn't dare to look at him anymore. She took a deep breath and tried to pull her hand back but failed. She said, "No."
"I didn't fall asleep."
Zhou Ji's coat was a little wet. Now that it was pressed against him, the thin pajamas on her body couldn't block the clammy chill. She couldn't help but ask, "Are you caught in the rain?"
Zhou Ji looked at her frowning expression and realized that he might have scared her.
The man stepped back and let go of her.
His figure was upright and he said, "I'm going to take a shower first."
As soon as he turned around, Zhou Ji looked back, and then he warned her seriously: "Stay well and don't move."
