Tears filled in the eyes, but dripping.

Tears blurred the line of sight, the man's face in front of the eyes can not see too real.

Not seeing him gave her a sense of security.

She was so confused at the moment that she didn't know how to face this man - it was like a nightmare, suddenly, inexplicably, at a loss.

She didn't understand why Xiao Fengting would be cruel to her.

I don't understand why he appeared in front of her like nothing happened.

But the only thing she knew was - he couldn't be allowed in.

He couldn't let him destroy the few warm memories she had left.

The man looked at her faintly, his fingers gently stroked her pale lips, and then bent down to kiss her lips.

His once warm body temperature brought her boundless coolness.

"I don't want to hurt you, huh?"

His pale eyes were in front of her, and with a little impatience and warning, Tang Qing shook his head and implored in a hoarse voice: "Phoenix Pavilion Don't do that. "

With a light Tut, he reached out and pulled her into the room from the door, closing the door behind him.

Tang Qing sat on the bed blankly, watching the man take off his coat carelessly in front of her.

He unbuttoned his shirt.

Belt.

Then he crushed her to the bed.

Once brought her warm body temperature, now let her a touch on the whole body shaking.

She raised her hand against his chest, the palm touched his skin, her heart suddenly and violently throbbed.

There has been no tears from the corner of the eye, because of this uncontrollable pain and quickly spread to the whole body.

She curled up in pain, hugged herself and sobbed.

The man obviously had some impatience, pinched her waist and ordered her: "relax."

"Phoenix Pavilion I'm in pain. " She closed her eyes and begged him in a low voice, "I don't do it today. I'm not well. I'm really in pain."

The man bowed his head and gently licked her clavicle, with a light tone: "don't make any noise."

So, he disappeared for such a long time, just to do this kind of thing?

She couldn't help shaking.

What did he take her for?

Suddenly angry, she began to resist.

She pushed him away, trying to get out of his arms.

The man narrowed his eyes slowly. His face became more and more gloomy. He held her wrist and put her against the bed. "I don't want to hurt you. Are you good, huh?"

She shook her head and said, "I don't want --"

he lost patience in his eyes, and a grim cold air rose from his eyes. Tang Qing was tense and subconsciously turned over to escape. She broke free of Xiao Fengting's wrist, turned over from the bed and fled to the door.

In the dream, those warmth and warmth are gradually broken with her footsteps, leaving only the living reality now.

The man who will read Shakespeare's Sonnets gently for her may be just a dream for her. The man who regards her as a plaything is the man she will meet.

How could anyone in the world treat her well.

The love she seeks humbly, in the end, is just an illusion.

She was about to escape -

there was a fierce wind in her ear, she felt a tremendous force overturning her from the ground to the bed, her pajamas were wrapped around her wrist, she was pressed face down on the bed by him, and then - was brutally violated again.

He seemed to have opened the wound that had not yet been completely healed. She was so painful that she couldn't make a sound. Her brain was buzzing.

Xiao Fengting, why?

Why?

Why do you do this to me!!

*

this time she did not faint.

The man sat on his knees on the bed and ordered a cigarette in the dark.

Indifferent eyebrows, smoke around his face.

He gently stroked the woman's greasy skin with his fingers, and looked down at her young animal like fragile pain.

His fingertips ran slowly across her features.

Twenty five days ago, he brought downing back from Kuro island and had a thorough examination.

Blindness, mental disorder, and because of long-term Xing invasion, lifelong infertility.

The little sun warmed his young girl and turned into a silly corpse. He was afraid of the sun and his approach all day long.

He couldn't imagine what she had suffered.

Because of his mistakes and incompetence, will let the world's favorite woman suffer such abuse, he can't help but be heartbroken.

He almost made a big mistake. He almost felt that it was good to be with Tang Qing. How could he be gentle with another woman who looked like her when downing was so miserable for him?Tang Qing slowly opened his eyes, no focus, floating in the air.

"Why?" She asked softly.

Xiao Fengting slowly inhaled a cigarette and asked her in a normal tone: "do you know Tang Ning?"

She seemed to be slightly stunned for a moment, and then the whole person quickly trembled. She hugged her body tightly, as if afraid of being hurt, tightly gathered her body.

Xiao Fengting put out the cigarette end and went to the bathroom.

When he came out of the bathroom in his bathrobe, Tang Qing was already sitting on the bed.

It was dark in the room, her chin resting on her knees and her eyes down at the void.

"What happened to her?" She asked softly.

"She's missing."

She gave a slow smile and slowly raised her head to look at him.

There was no light in her eyes, and she asked softly, "so, are you finding her again Ah, I guess, the day we had the hot pot, did you find him? That's why you've been missing for so long. " She was all light, her soul floating in the air, bending down and laughing at her poor body. I don't know how I feel at the moment, but I feel - how can it be her?

This seems to be the case all my life.

The men she fell in love with loved Downing, and she was always her stand in. Everyone looked for Downing's shadow from her.

It's like a dead circle.

She thought to herself, even if Xiao Fengting said she was tired of her, or tired of it, why should she say Tang Ning's name from her mouth.

It seems that it is not enough to keep her humble to death.

If everyone loves Downing, why Tang Qing was born?

Was she born just to set off Downing's excellence?

In a lifetime, it can only be Such a poor double?

So, once the Lord comes back, even a gentle treat is not worth it?

She looked at her black and blue look, inexplicably a little want to cry, but the eyes have sour, can not shed a drop of tears.

"Xiao Fengting," she looked up at him blankly, "are your gentleness really fake?"