Chapter 1282: He does not admit (1/2)

She has billions of wealth, she is the shadow, she is happy, she has her pride, she also has her bottom line.

She set the lunch box aside and just sat at the corner of the wall, holding her arms tightly. She was waiting for the old ancestor to leave. As long as he left, she could go back.

And she smiled bitterly. What happened, her temper was so bad. If it wasn't for her to swallow, why should she grieve herself here, and why should Yi Yi be hungry and drink the northwest wind here.

It can be warmer in the corner, and she is really like a puppy from where no one wants, and there is no pity, she shrinks herself in a small corner, letting the wind blow, it is also It was hit by rain.

She leaned her head against the wall, and just fell asleep, she was too cold.

”Huanhuan...”

”Huanhuan...”

Who is it, who is calling her?

She suddenly opened her eyes, and there was another white mist in front of her. She didn't know how many times she had come. It seemed that many times she would be here. The road on the right was difficult to walk, and the road on the left walked to the end, she Will wake up.

She closed her eyes and wanted to find out where the voice came from, whether she was here or somewhere else.

She turned around and walked to the right.

She didn't know why, she just wanted to know what was on the right, who was calling her, and what kind of expectation did she have in her heart?

It's just that, just like her several times, it's the same force that is stopping her, even if she takes a step forward, she can't bear the pain for a few stops.

In front of it, it seemed to have a transparent wall, which was also invisible to her. She stretched out on the wall and seemed to be touchable.

She put her hand **** it and threw it hard.

She opened her mouth wide, but there was no sound. She pressed her head against it and banged it hard.

At the sound of Di Da, she lifted her eyes and saw the drop of blood falling on the back of her hand, just like a drop of two drops...

Until there was a touch of cold on her face, a touch of cold that made her dislike.

She shook her head, as if in a dream, it seemed to be in an instant, until that kind of wind with rain, just fell on her body, and it was also messing up her more and more. .

In the same small corner, she was a puppy that no one wanted, and she waited pitifully for rescue. Another drop of water fell on her face, so cold.

She looked up and looked at the sky above her head, and the sky was pressed down by the lead gray, and then the drops of rain fell on her body from time to time, on her face, on her hair... …

It was also warming her clothes.

The weather in early spring can sometimes be as cold as the spring. She is very thin in her own clothes. After a while, she has been frozen and shivering, she shrinks her tight together, the door Right there, she can pass, she can let go of everything, pray, shake her tail, and pretend to be pitiful.