The Curse of Rebirth of the Red Spider Lily

Chapter 35 No.20 Who is worthy of the eight flowers?

No.20 Who is worthy of eight flowers?

Ouyang Man is a pearl, so she is just sand.

Everyone thinks so, and he too?
Something started to cloud her eyes, and she couldn't see anything.Blinking his eyes, the clarity is blurred.

What to do, she can't see anymore, she can't see anything clearly.

"Xia Sha, Xia Sha..." Wen Hui's voice came from a distance, when she saw Xia Sha sitting on the ground being pointed at by someone, her heart suddenly felt sour and her eyes fell in an uproar.

"Xia Sha, what's wrong with you?" She quickly ran over and squatted down, holding her up carefully, only to find that her body was trembling continuously, but her eyes were already empty, and there was no trace of life in them. .

She has never seen her like this, no matter how big things she encounters and how much hardship she has suffered, she can always see the strength in her eyes, and it doesn't matter what she sees in her body, and she must think that she is a strong To the perverted woman, just, why is there no more now.

In this way, she seems to have been lost.

The whole world.

"Xia Sha, don't you want to be like this, okay?" Wen Hui grabbed her shoulders and kept shaking her. She was so anxious that she was about to cry, and the voices of people around her could be heard from time to time.

"It's really ugly."

"If you are so ugly, you dare to confess. If it were me, I would just jump off the building."

"What's ugly, it's obviously disgusting, okay? Look at her birthmark, it's so big, and it's the same color. It's just a devil."

Every word and every word fell into her ears, piercing her limbs like needles from time to time, giving her an urge to get angry.On the other hand, Xia Sha on the ground still just stared blankly ahead, tears kept falling in his unfocused eyes.

Cold tears, sad tears, I don't know what they are washing.

"Get out, you all get out of here, she is already like this, what else do you want, she is not willing to grow into this shape, don't you say you want to jump off the building? Then go jump now, no one will stop you. You think you are so beautiful, but look at what you are now, how different you are from shrews, it's so fucking disgusting." Wen Hui couldn't help shouting at the people around her, her eyes were red, and There are more and more cold lights, and her hands are tightly protecting Xia Sha's shoulders. Xia Sha is only alone. She has been alone since she was a child, and she has to endure other people's ridicule every day. She has to experience these things again. ?
The people around were backed away by her yelling, but the gossip finally stopped. They just looked at these two people, their faces were a little blue and red.

Wen Hui put the back of her hand against her nose, turned her face away, sucked her nose, resisting the urge to cry.

There was a warm feeling in her hands. She turned her head and saw Xia Sha's eyes that were finally married together. The eyes washed by tears were very bright, but they could no longer hide the deep-rooted scars.

I don't care, because I only bear it if I care.

"Wenhui, let's go," Xia Sha stood up, stretching out a hand to Wenhui, with a gentle smile on his lips, but that smile was clearly bitter, and it was her who had the accident, so sad It's her, but why can she always be so strong, it seems that she has given herself all the hurt.What else can others get.

Wen Hui stood up, she stared at the people around again, and left with Xia Sha, she didn't want to stay here anymore, what kind of aristocratic academy, they are such nobles, then, she really saw it.

Xia Sha lowered her eyes halfway, turned her head occasionally, and the oncoming wind blew by, quickly drying the moisture in her eyes, and blinked her eyes vigorously. It turns out that the wound in her heart has always been like this deep.

Heyan flower, the flower blooms for thousands of years, if there is a fate but no share, it will only bloom but not bear fruit.

Who made the promise that year, it's self-evident.

Who held her hand that year, if there is an afterlife, shall we still be husband and wife?

That day, who inserted the pearl hairpin into his chest, and let the blood stain his silver-white battle clothes red.

It turned out that all I remembered was her.

Then, tell her, in this world, who else can match that sentence forever.

Jun Ting, have you really forgotten?

She closed her eyes, and let the sadness in her heart be written in her eyes, a deep pain that could never be shaken off.

(End of this chapter)