Mr Bo's Spoiling His Sweet Wife

Tang poetry had a long dream.

In her dream, she was the daughter of the Tang family. She was amazing and noble. Tang Yi was the elder brother who loved her most. Her appearance was outstanding, and her status was superior. Numerous celebrities in the city tended to be attached to her.

She celebrated her brother's birthday. This year, Tang Shi 25 and Tang Yi 27, the two brothers and sisters stand together closely, their parents are healthy, and the family is happy.

Tang poetry laughs loudly in the dream, as if to exhaust the strength of a lifetime.

After waking up, she was still a Tang poem, but she was lying in a strange hospital bed. At the moment of opening her eyes, all the warm ashes were annihilated.

Finally, the picture is fixed on Tang Yi's face, and then from the middle, there are small cracks, just like the glass gradually breaking. Little by little, the old man's voice and smile are chiseled by the cracks, and in an instant they fall apart.

Tang Shi looked around in fear. This is the advanced ward of the hospital. She woke up suddenly from the bed, as if she had a nightmare. The whole person looked around pale.

Only silence, as if even their own echo has been swallowed.

This makes her feel as if she is alone in the world. Tang poetry holds herself subconsciously. The needle on the back of her left hand is affected by the infusion needle. A small bag is raised on the back of her hand. However, she hugs herself as if she can't feel the pain.

Brother

Her eyes were red, but no tears came out. She gasped, feeling that the whole person was about to breathe.

The body, the body seems to be torn like severe pain, Tang poetry how hope that this moment is coma, can not bear these clear and cold pain.

Until thin night rushes in from the door, turns on the light, "what are you doing! Are you crazy? "

Tang Shi tore off the needle on the back of his hand. In a flash, blood gushed from the tiny hole. Soon, it slipped from the back of his hand and dropped on the bed sheet.

Unfortunately, the wound is very small, blood will not flow for a while, since it does not flow, Tang poetry is simply too lazy to wipe, looking at the man in front of him.

It is still the face of a beautiful monster, but the difference is that his eyes are rolling with shock and pain from the soul.

Bo Ye looked at Tang poetry, and his voice was trembling, "Tang poetry, you..."

"Don't call me by name!"

She seems to be suddenly fierce, push away the thin night, the whole person is running in the corridor, as against the time, the years flow by her side, she is struggling to run back in the flood of years. Run back, run back to the place where Tang Yi is, run back to the beginning.

Until - the morgue of the hospital.

Tang Shi's footsteps, the whole person shook, as if to fall, but she did not let herself fall down, in the brain pain of the next second to hold the wall, she was biting teeth, biting teeth, forced to the gingival crevices exudation of blood.

The door of the morgue is locked What to do, brother I'm locked out of your world.

Tang Shi looked at the keyhole and directly grabbed her own earrings. She even ignored the steps to remove the earrings, regardless of the effort to pull them down --!!

Blood spatter, pain and tear. The earlobe was covered with blood.

Tang Shi's pain made the whole person shiver hard. He took a deep breath, pulled the earrings straight, and then poked them into the lock eye, calm down Calm down Take a deep breath

Inside came a slight noise, the lock was pried open by her, Tang poetry in the lock opened the next second, eyes burst out with amazing light!

She pushed the door open and ran towards Tang Yi.

Desperate like a child running to the arms of parents, like a fish swimming into the sea, like It's like dying.