Faced with those blue eyes that looked exactly like her, Mrs. Fergus' tears also came down.
She looks so sad--
It's like a dying flower in the last year.
"...My daughter has changed. How could I not know as a mother? But I was too slow and too happy... When you met Rodney's pig in the corridor, you said, you don't mind me The past tense...I'm so happy and crazy...I know that it's impossible for my Belia to forgive herself for having such a mother..." She wiped her face, "I obviously have many opportunities, but I don't. Willing to believe."
"How is it possible? How could the seeds of darkness be planted on my lovely Bei Li?... How did she disappear... Oh, but the dog... and basil leaves..."
Mrs. Fergus covered her face, "Belle hates dogs... Oh, you look at it but the eyes are so gentle, it's not right, it's wrong... I can't deceive myself..."
"So at that time did you decide on today's dinner before?"
"Yes, dinner... Basil leaves, Bei Li vomited when she drank this soup for the first time, saying it was a'cheeful taste'... Therefore, the Fergus family will never allow dogs or basil. Ye... it won't appear on any nobleman's table... I said it was the court, but you didn't react at all..."
"So..." The girl looked at her, "I have so many flaws."
"Yes, I can't deceive myself anymore!" Mrs. Fergus looked at her hatefully, "You are just a monster! A monster!"
The word "monster" kept echoing in the small room.
Liu Yu stood upright, the blood in his body seemed to be frozen.
The blue blood still remained on Mrs. Fergus' face, and she opened her mouth wide and yelled at her--
Even the sadness seems so absurd.
Liu Yu thought.
"Mother," she closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, there were no tears in them. "You are right... I see the color of the sky and smell the wind."
"But I would rather be blind."
The girl's tears fell.
Yubai's palm was spread out, and a gilt ampoule suddenly appeared in her palm, and the cap was a blooming, exquisite rose flower.
"Although it's a bit early, but I think you don't want to see me tomorrow..." She tried to laugh at her, "I'm sorry, I am not your daughter, this birthday present will be given to you in advance-"
"Go! Who cares about your gift!"
Mrs. Fergus waved.
"Snapped--"
The perfume bottle fell on the ground and rolled forward, the bottle cap hit the corner and the cap opened.
An orange liquid came out, and a faint bitter rose smell lingered in the room.
The bitter taste should not be used for the pursuit of high quality.
It was really bitter.
Liu Yu thought.
"Then, I'm leaving."
She nodded politely at her, the fluttering skirt paused when she walked out of the room, and then disappeared impatiently.
"spot!"
The rapid cry of the gray-spotted finch is abrupt and frightening in the dark.
Mrs. Fergus stared blankly, and God disappeared.
The girl also disappeared.
Everything is like a dream.
She seemed to see the young girl with clear blue eyes smiled shyly at her and said:
"Mother, I will support you from now on!"
She always looked at her with admiration and cautious eyes, and smiled sweetly when she saw her:
"mother!"
"mother."
Mrs. Fergus bent down and picked up the gilt perfume bottle on the ground. The light fragrance was so charming, she suddenly knelt down and covered her face:
"Belia..."
A black cat came up with a light pace, took a look at her, and suddenly came over and nudged her with a soft body.
In the dark, hoarse weeping sounds like a broken, sawn wood piano.
That piano tone is singing:
Hey, my baby is gone.
She came back with an unfamiliar appearance.
I hate her strangeness,
But I also love her cuteness.
I dare not love her, nor can I kill her.
So, I decided to throw her away...
I decided to throw away my baby.
Hey.
My baby is gone.
A low cry lingered in the sky.
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Liu Yu walked on the deserted street.
Only the city-state guards with swords were coming and going. They couldn't see her. The man beside her walked quietly beside her, clothed in the dark.
The gray spotted finch fell far behind.
"Belia."
"Snapped--"
A crisp slap.
He was beaten to the wrong head.
Liu Yu turned around and looked at the familiar and unfamiliar man who appeared at the right time:
"Why are you not dead?"
Her expression was so cold, like ice buried in the ground for a hundred thousand miles.
But the trembling body is so weak.
This makes her look more bizarre than before.
"I let you down, sorry."
The visitor bowed his head politely, and the long black hair swayed in the black robe, which made the jade-white face more cold and beautiful.
A handful of faint blue moonlight spilled on him.
"You did it, right?" The girl clenched her fists, "...that dog, and basil leaves..."
"Oh? Why me."
He used a rhetorical question, but his tone was so calm.
"I hate you!"
The girl seemed to be sure, and slapped her hand again, but her wrist was held.
"Belia, you need evidence to catch a thief."
He smiled at her, that smile was so beautiful, so pure-
As if any trace of doubt fell on him, he shouldn't.
"Evidence, no need." The girl's trembling body did not prevent her from binding him entirely by the blue silk net. "You are dead, it's fine."
The pure green eyes of the man are like a mysterious mist in the dark night.
"But you know," he looked at her pityingly, "sooner or later...she will know everything, don't deceive yourself."
She was stinged by his eyes:
"So what? My life does not need you to decide! Even if there is only one more day, one more day...I will be happy one day..."
"Belia, tell me what your real name is."
He started a different topic.
"Snapped--"
She slapped him again.
The man didn't seem to mind at all, and held her chin:
"real name."
"listen."
"You, go, die." The girl gave him a cruel smile, "you, go, die."
"You really hate me."
The blue silk screen was tightened and tightened, but he didn't seem to notice, grabbed her to the wall, pinched her chin, looked into her eyes seriously, and suddenly smiled:
"Hate me? That's fine."
After speaking, he kissed, passionately and passionately.
In the moonlight, that cold face seemed to be deeply trapped in love and desire, with an arrogant cold tone.