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Chapter 40 This night is so dark that it is lawless

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    In the cold night, I was holding it, and a white butterfly landed on my hand.

    Quietly, there will be no escape.  Don't worry about it flying away suddenly.

    Not to mention running to chase it.  Running, chasing time will never come back.

    Dear Butterfly, are you the soul of Yang Yue?  Will you forgive me for hurting you last time?  I shouldn't be angry with you, it's my fault, I only have you in my heart, you know it, but why don't you explain to me the pain in your heart.

    I still remember that when we were all happy, you said: "I like it very much, and I will wear it for the rest of my life."

    Forever?  Why did you give it back to me?  What does leave me mean?  Is it a commemoration?  Or refuse me to miss you?

    "Jun, forget about me."

    This is the last word you said to me?  Sting!  forget you!  Why are you appearing in my life!  Even if two hearts are happy, why refuse me and go away.  Since I want to leave, I am willing to go to the underworld, why not take everything away cleanly?

    Leave it, are you going to take my soul away?  You are shirking responsibility, deceiving yourself, and burying pain, can you bury it cleanly!  You are delusional!  No, I don't want your stuff, it's yours, it's yours forever, I don't want it!  don't want!

    I burst into the night.

    The night is so dark that you are intoxicated, you are confused, you are lawless.

    The blackness that no one can imagine swallows up all the visible night in the world, and it is just a mass of blackness.

    People seem to be blind, can't see anything, only open their eyes in vain and think they are in a dream.

    I groped, bumped into a steep slope, and fell into a ditch. My hands were my eyes, my legs were my eyes, but my eyes were scratched several times by the corn leaves like sharp knives, and I was crying and rustling.

    I want to rush to her grave, and use all my brute force and anger to question: "Why did you give it to me!" It is her monument, her grave.

    Fumbled for her name like a blind man.  When I touched her photo, a trace of tenderness crawled from my fingers to my heart. My tears came down. I leaned my head on her tombstone and hugged my hands tightly. Let me cry aloud.

    "Jun! Jun!" It was Yang Yue who called me, the voice was in my heart, holding my heartbeat and calling.

    I slowly raised my head.  A pair of bright eyes stared at me, "No!" I sank and sat down.  His whole body was covered in cold sweat, and his hair was standing on end, like tens of thousands of needles stuck in his flesh, cold, cold for a while.

    All around is black horror.  A small white light blooms in the dark night.  The night is like water, and the white light is the golden light floating on the water, wandering away.  ghost!  There are graveyards all around!

    I feel terrible, the fear of death is terrible for the living.  I ran wildly, stepped on the ground, and fell into the water.  His hands were scratching everywhere, his feet were kicking everywhere, and his calf hit the stone.

    The bones are soft and hard, try the stone cold and hard, and the severe pain penetrates into the bone marrow.

    Flee home.  The dripping body is covered with soil and grass leaves.

    The blood stains on the knees are the red flowers that have lost their moisture, and a few flowers have bloomed in dry places, large and small.  Two snakes crawled on the bare insteps under the trousers, blood snakes.

    When they had crawled enough, they hid in cloth shoes.  There was still a ball of mud in his hand, and the white butterfly was wrapped in the mud.  The mud oozes blood!  The back of the hand was cut several times, and the skin and flesh bulged a few white lines. Along the white line, there was blood flowing, and the hand was crying, red tears.

    It was dark outside the window.

    In the past, outside the courtyard wall, the dark and low shadows of the houses could still be seen;

    But tonight, black swallows darkness into its stomach, making everything that does not have light never have light.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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