Chapter 257 Demonic

The curtains in the room were not firmly pulled, and the sunlight shot through the gap, which looked particularly dazzling when compared with the dark room.

Rashen lies on his side. After being awakened, he instinctively puts his hand in front of his eyebrows to isolate the sunlight so that his sensitive eyes can slowly accept the surrounding luminosity changes.

Most of the Western-style single-family Huse are built with wooden base structures, which are old and have poor sound insulation.

She applied her left ear to the soft pillow, and could still clearly hear the tiny footsteps downstairs and the buzzing voices mixed between them.

Lin Anxian and several relatives discussed the process of Luo Xi's funeral, walked up the stairs two steps, held the handrail at the corner, looked up at the second floor, and shouted tentatively.

Hearing the call, Rasheng not only did not respond, but instead pulled up the bedding, buried his head in, hugged his knees and curled up his body to show resistance.

My mother was going out to go out for some procedures. She cooked some white porridge in the dining room. She was hungry and she came down to eat some. Do you know how to cut it?

The words fell.

As expected, no one answered.

Suddenly, Lin Anxian pursed her lips tightly, blinked quickly, then lowered her head and pressed the tip of her nose, and suppressed the tears that were occasionally spreading in her body back.

Now in this family, the men died and paralyzed. The remaining only daughter still has a resentment towards her.

All the misfortunes that came to her face fell on her shoulders almost at the same time, making the fragility and helplessness that should have been the most common for a mother, became a luxury for her.

I don’t know how long it has been, but the door on the first floor has been opened and closed. Outside the window, the exhaust tail sounds gradually drifting after the car started.

Lin Anxian left.

Luo Shengsheng turned over and wanted to fall asleep again, but unexpectedly, her stomach suddenly felt uncomfortable, sour and bloated, like menstruation, and occasionally accompanied by faint colic, which made her feel uncomfortable.

After a few physiological retching, the girl found no sign of relief. She quickly lifted the quilt, ran to the bathroom, and slapped it on the water table and vomited violently.

During the round trip the other day, Luo Shengsheng had almost no grain of rice in. The filth in the sink was all the green and yellow stomach juice she spit out, and there were still a lot of blood in it, which seemed very scary.

There was something even more uncomfortable in her heart that was disturbing her emotions, so she had no time to care about this. She raised her head, looked at her mirror, and looked at her pale face for a while. She saw blue gray seeping out of her skin. In the mirror in front of her, the terrifying face that was tightly closed and sallow and brown when Luo Xi died suddenly flashed.

This shouldn't be the case with my brother.

Rashang thought.

He should always be in that decent, elegant, warm and upright look, and will clean up his appearance, stand steeply, show a smile not far from her, and when he approaches, he lowers his head and says something gentle and soothing...

If you really want to describe it, it is like a cherry tree blooming on the embankment. As long as the wind blows, the soft snow he gave to the world will be filled with the surroundings.

I can’t think about it anymore, thinking about it again is to indulge in Myanmar...

Over time, you will be crazy.

After vomiting for a few rounds, the discomfort in his stomach still did not improve, so Luo Shengsheng slapped his face and found a cardigan from the closet to put it on. He covered his stomach with one hand and held the ladder with the other hand. He walked down from the second floor with a hunched back.

The porridge was still hot in the kitchen rice cooker, and the steamed grate was stacked on it, and there were a few pieces of red bean and sugar cake left over from the New Year’s Eve dinner.

She held the chopstick and picked up one of the relatively soft cakes and swallowed half of them. But before the food was finished, the girl suddenly held the sink and almost vomited it out again.

Just as Luo Sheng was in a panic, the doorbell was ringing, followed by a few regular knocks, three times, three times...

The pace is fast and slow, it sounds familiar

It must be Song Yuanzhe.

At first, Luo Shengsheng sat in the kitchen, silently trying to pretend to be absent, and was not willing to go to Yingmen; however, her house was not far away, it was the lively main street of Paddingtn. This man was particularly persistent today and was patting outside for more than ten minutes. This not only attracted the attention of many passers-by, but also caused the curiosity and concern of the neighbor next door.

She was afraid that if this continued, there would be troublesome people calling the police randomly, so after several struggles, she had to stagger over reluctantly and open a small gap three fingers wide.

What are you doing?

There was no eye-catching luxury cars outside the yard, and Lin Yu was not with him at the moment. I think this man... Jin Chao must have hidden it at home and secretly came over by himself by taking a taxi.

I went to Tp ryde to buy you desserts, which is the one you always said you couldn't book. Do you still have any impressions?

When he said this, Song Yuanzhe did not push the door in as strongly as usual, but instead became a different person. He raised the exquisite cardboard box in his hand towards the crack of the door, and the stacked face was also the smile he deliberately put on his face after careful practice.

At a high point, the posture is really too much.

Seeing this, Luo Shengsheng was stunned, not understanding what he wanted to do.

You go, I have no appetite, I don’t want to see you, and I don’t want to eat what you give me, for fear of vomiting after eating.

Hearing the disgust in the woman's words, Song Yuanzhe's smiley expression froze immediately. It was not until two seconds later that he had adjusted it, but he turned it back to the curve of the smile at the corner of his mouth.

How come you suddenly lose your appetite?And your face looks bad, is there anything you feel uncomfortable?

Song Yuanzhe, my brother is gone.Even if I am about to die now, I will not have any connection with you, so please go as far as you want and stop disturbing my life... Is that OK?

Don’t talk about the word “death”, it’s inauspicious.

The sun came out from the west, and the person who used to talk about death every day actually began to teach her not to tell prophecies.It is obviously something that I don’t even believe in, but I still have the face to take it out as a tool to comfort others.

It's really ridiculous!

At the moment, Luo Shengsheng, who was exhausted, sneered silently, turned his head to avoid his gaze. Because he did not want to have any form of entanglement with the other party, the girl simply didn't look at it. She used all her strength to pull the door open directly and pushed it back hard.

Ah！

But I didn't expect to be blocked halfway.

Luo Shengsheng heard the man screaming, and bounced away in fright. After turning around and fixing his eyes, he realized that

Song Yuanzhe, a madman, was so crazy that he directly used his hand as a partition and forced himself to press it on the door frame. He was as cruel as he was, and he was seriously injured by the heavy clip she sent to close the door.

What nerves do you have?

I have no idea.Because this man was not good at enduring the pain, he lowered his head to her when answering questions, and decided to use his drooping forehead to cover up the hideous expression of his expression.

However, even though the muscles and bones had already hurt to the extreme, Song Yuanzhe had no intention of putting down the injured hand of the frame:

In fact, many times, I don’t know what I am doing?you

As soon as he started, he was interrupted by the door:

Stop acting. I'm tired of watching the bitter trick. I'll take my hand away. If I don't take it away, I don't mind doing the move just now.

Upon hearing the threat, Song Yuanzhe shook his head and grabbed his hands tighter, meaning that he would not let go.

Luo Shengsheng took a breath, strengthened his courage, closed his eyes and held the door handle again, and pushed forward with the force just now.

She thought Song Yuanzhe would hide.

Hiss Ah...

But he didn't expect that the second time he closed the door, which was unexpected, so he really didn't choose to snatch his hand.

I saw the man's breathing worsened, intending to use breathing to relieve some pain.After calming down, he frowned and looked up, and his expression was no longer controlled when he looked at her, and gradually returned to his gloomy true nature.

If you don't let me in, I will never let go no matter how many times you go back and forth.I just want to see, and wonder if it is my hand hard or your heart... that can come harder than it?