Lying Cinderella: Mask of Pandora

It was snowing outside, and the icy snowflakes fell on the ground in a thick layer.

There are neat street lamps beside the road, the dim light is sprinkled on the snow, and the reflected light is crystal clear like tears.

Ye Yayin walked alone in the snow, her smooth long black hair covered with a thin layer of silvery white snow.Her face was pale from the cold, her cheeks were slightly flushed, her lips were purple, and her slender body was shaken by the storm, as if it was crumbling.

Her ears still couldn't hear clearly, she could only hear the whistling of the wind, the tears made the skin on her face cracked by the wind, and the snowflakes hit her face, which was cold and painful.

What is the difference between her now and Qing Rui from that year?

Equally vulnerable, equally helpless...

Watching the child die, but helpless.

Always want to change fate, but always be played by fate.

A red sports car drove up and stopped not far in front of Ye Lingyin. Ke Yunze got off. Because he was too worried about Lingyin, he ran all the way to hold up an umbrella for her.

"Ayane, why are you outside in such cold weather? You don't answer the phone. Zhuer called me and said you haven't come home yet, do you know that I'm so worried!"

Ye Lingyin raised her head to look at Ke Yunze, and he was shocked to find that half of her face was swollen, blood was faintly stained at the corner of her mouth, her clear eyes were filled with mist, her hair was wet with snow, and she was in a state of embarrassment. draped over the shoulders.

Ke Yunze's heart twitched violently, the pain made him almost unable to breathe.

"Ayane, what happened?"

Ye Lingyin didn't speak, she suddenly hugged Ke Yunze, and cried loudly in his arms.

Ke Yunze stood there stunned, the umbrella in his hand fell into the snow.

As if even the heavens sensed the girl's despair, the wind and snow became more and more violent, like the sand blowing in the desert, making people unable to open their eyes. Ke Yunze wrapped his hands around Ayane's waist, protecting her in his arms, for She patted the falling snow off her head.

"Tell me, who bullied you."

"My... child... child was killed..."

Ye Lingyin was crying out of breath, she hugged Ke Yunze tightly, all the pretense collapsed, at this time she was as fragile as a child.

Ke Yunze was taken aback, he didn't expect Ye Lingyin to face such a painful injury.

Although it wasn't Ke Yunze's child, seeing Ayane's grief-stricken appearance made Ke Yunze feel even more uncomfortable.

"How could this be... how did the child die?"

"He died of suffocation. I want to go to Lin's house to see the child today, but Lin Aochuan won't let me in. I also heard the child crying. Why did he die later? Ke Yunze, tell me, is it because I won't go? The child will be fine..."

Ye Lingyin looked at Ke Yunze with tears in her eyes. In fact, seeing the child's cold body, she didn't feel much better than Lin Luowei. She still had a weak self-esteem to control her words and deeds in the hospital. However, in Ke Yunze's arms, all the suppressed Everything she was wearing was broken, and no one could see the real her more easily than Ke Yunze.

"You are the child's mother, why can't you go to see him. Ayane, it has nothing to do with you, don't blame yourself. Seeing you like this makes me feel very sad."

Ke Yunze covered Ayane's frozen cheeks with his hands, trying to give her some warmth with warm palms, but her tears continued to flow down and fell on his fingertips, like snow and ice that would never melt.