Quick Travel: When a delicate beauty becomes cannon fodder

Chapter 200 Careful work (34)

His dream began to change -

He opened his eyes in the darkness, his breath unsteady, his right hand spasmed violently, and a tingling sensation flowed in his blood. His left hand violently grabbed and pressed on it, so hard that veins popped out on the back of his hand.Bones are clear.

The palm of his hand seemed to still have the touch of pinching the fragile neck bone in his dream, and those twinkling tearful eyes seemed to be imprinted in his mind, lingering.

After learning the truth that day, she fell into his dreams every night, and he was always hurting her...

He couldn't remember what she looked like when they first met. When he thought about it, her vivid silhouette in his memory was only the appearance after she fell into the water. He didn't care at the time, but now that he thought about it, her state that day was actually a bit abnormal.

The cramping pain seemed to spread bit by bit. He lost his sleepiness, put on his clothes and stood up, and went to see Yun Xiang without knowing it.

The pale moonlight shone on him, making his face look a little ugly white. On the way back, he walked very slowly, his eyes were lost in thought, and the emotion surging in his heart was something he didn't want to admit, it was regret.

A suppressed cough escaped from between his lips and teeth, and there was a faint smell of blood in his throat. He wiped his lips with the back of his hand calmly, looking haggard and pale.

Maybe, he should let it go.

He once had a chance, but he chose to give her to others with his own hands. Without those false hatreds, what qualifications did he have to redeem everything he had done...

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——I would like to write the white-headed promise to the red paper, so that the red-leaf alliance can be recorded clearly.

This card.

The red wedding letter was carefully put into the box. Ruan Ruan wore a white wedding dress with the veil in front of her face. They held a Chinese-style wedding in their ancestral home, and then they completed a Western-style wedding under the witness of everyone.

In the church, celebrities and reporters from all walks of life arrived one after another, and she prepared in the room.

The door suddenly opened and light from outside came in.She subconsciously raised a smile and turned around, "Why are you here?"

Seeing the person coming, the smile on Ruan Ruan's face disappeared almost instantly.

He had his back to the light, and the bright golden sunlight coated his back with a light golden rim, and the outline of his face was blurred.

Gu Sinian approached slowly, his leather shoes making almost no sound on the red carpet. Dressed in a black suit, he looked like the protagonist of a wedding banquet, walking across the long red carpet towards the bride.

Ruan Ruan watched him get closer and closer. Although there was no obvious movement, her body and expression showed her rejection.

"...Don't marry him." He finally managed to say this sentence in a slightly hoarse voice.

Ruan Ruan frowned, "We are already married, please get out!"

His eyes inadvertently glanced at the red wedding letter placed in the box. There seemed to be a stormy sea in his eyes, and a subtle illusory pain came from his heart. His fingers hanging by his side curled up, barely restraining the urge to tear it into pieces. impulse.

His face was pale and bloodless, and he looked a little haggard. His fragile eyelashes drooped slightly. He barely managed a smile. Instead of being happy, he was rather unspeakably bleak. "What if I want to be a kid?"

The last sound disappeared into his blocked lips.

He gently sucked her up through the veil, his movements were slow but irresistible, his palm firmly pressed against the back of her neck, and his other hand stopped at her waist.

Ruan Ruan was forced to raise her head and stand on her toes slightly. She saw his slightly obsessed look through a layer of gauze. She leaned back a little until her lower back touched the edge of the table, and her arms accidentally hooked off the table. white bouquet——

White rose petals fell to the ground.

(End of this chapter)