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Chapter 675 The Round Table and the Twelve Knights (88)

No matter how fierce Si Jiu's gaze was, she in the mirror simply turned a blind eye.

The screen changed again.

This time it was a completely different direction.

Si Jiu saw his 'self' in the mirror and woke up as usual in Mr. Shen's arms. When he opened his eyes, Mr. Shen confessed his marriage proposal.

'Myself' happily agreed to him.Si Jiu saw him laughing like a child who got candy for the first time, and even hugged 'myself' in trepidation, and then let go after a long time, but held 'myself' face again, while being extremely gentle Kiss, one side red ears.

Through the mirror, it seems that he can feel how soft, how cherished, and how happy his heart is at this moment.

The picture is so beautiful.

Si Jiu just felt that his heart was blocked and he couldn't breathe.

She didn't want to watch anymore, she looked away.

But within a few minutes, she couldn't hold back and turned her gaze back.

The happy life of Mr. Shen and the 'jijiu' in the mirror is still going on, full of sweetness and warmth, every day like a long stream of water, one piece after another, day after day...

Like it will never come to an end.

Won't go to the end?

Si Jiu's heart skipped a beat.

Suddenly there was a cold breath surrounding her, someone appeared behind her chair, a pair of hands rested on her shoulders from behind, and a colder breath blew on her ears, "Xiaojiu is so sensitive."

It was Wang Zirui's voice!
"Look, isn't he nice like this?

You weaved the most beautiful dream for her, and realized everything he desires most in his heart, so he can indulge in this beautiful dream willingly, and never—will never wake up again. "

Sijiu was shaking again.

This time it was not because of fear, but because of complete anger.

"You don't need to scare me with these tricks." She said, "Fake ones are fake ones. I believe that Mr. Shen will never be knocked down by your despicable tricks."

Although she couldn't see the expression of the man behind her, she could feel his anger from his suddenly colder breath.

Si Jiu smiled.

Now that she was caught, she finally succeeded in angering the other party.

Does this count as a small and meaningful progress?
"What you did to me was nothing more than trying to torture my will and break my psychological defense, right?

I don't know what you want to achieve in the end.

But one thing I know. "

She laughed mockingly, "You will definitely fail in the end."

As soon as these words came out, the hands on the shoulders tightened their index fingers violently.

Si Jiu felt a sharp pain, but the smile on the corner of his mouth widened.

Pain, pain is better than weakness.

"Little Jiu, do you understand what you are talking about?" He said every word.

"I'm speaking standard Chinese, don't you understand it?" She snorted lightly, "Sure enough, the evil way is the evil way, and you can't even understand human speech."

"you--"

She even heard the trembling hidden in his voice - the trembling voice of being out of breath.

Si Jiu really felt that he had let out a sigh of relief, and laughed viciously, "Haha, what? Are you going to die of anger? Or do you want to kill me? Then you should do it, lest you really get mad at me .”

"You don't understand at all what the consequences of what you say will be. You also don't understand at all what is waiting for you if I fail in the end."

He clasped her chin with one hand, forcing her to tilt her head back and meet his gaze.

At this moment, Si Jiu was so startled that his pupils dilated.

Because the face she saw—was her own face.

"You...how do you...how dare you...!"

"Why don't I dare?" The young man with the exact same face as Si Jiu smiled evilly, "He won't be able to wake up anyway, didn't you see it just now. This is a dream without end."

He loosened the grip on his hand, and let Si Jiu's head go back, so that she could look directly at the mirror in front of her, where the happy daily life of 'Mr. Shen' and 'Si Jiu' was still unfolding.

The young man behind him rested his chin on her shoulder, looked at the picture in the mirror with her very intimately, and whispered the devil's whisper: "We personally created a beautiful dream for Shen Huai."

　Has anyone guessed who this "Wang Zirui" is?It's already obvious.Good night~(^з^)-☆

　　
　
(End of this chapter)