Spirit! Spirit! Wake up!
The worried voice woke her up from the nightmare. Seeing the face of the man holding her tenderly, the fear in the dream made her shudder involuntarily.
What's wrong with you? Suddenly, Zu Wang looked at her worriedly, and reached out to help her wipe the cold sweat from her forehead.
She slowly escaped from the dream, and indeed felt the warmth of the big bed under her and the lover beside her, and then she calmed down and breathed a sigh of relief as if she was exhausted. No... just had a nightmare
Zu Wang gently patted her. Maybe she was tired. Don’t go to the store tomorrow. Have a good rest.
She nodded, returned to his arms with lingering fear, and asked in a low voice: Zu Wang, what is the...that... what is in the small door to the west of the stairs? I have never seen you open it before
He was stunned for a moment and said with a smile: Why do you think of asking about that? It's just a small storage room, all of which are ineffective.
She breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that she shouldn't have read the story of Bluebeard during the day.
By the way... I want to get rid of the nail polish I applied tomorrow
She hugged his back and made up her mind. Although she really liked the color very much, he had never taken photos of her or painted her in the past few days.
Oh? He smiled happily. I didn't know what to do. You liked it so much, but I still felt that it was not as good as you were.
She was a little sleepy, but she continued to ask, Zu Wang... If I accidentally hurt my feet one day, would you blame me?
He patted her shoulder gently and said in a relaxed tone as if he was sleeping. I'm so sad, I can't feel too late.
She finally settled down and slept slowly on his chest. Before going to bed, she murmured with a little uneasy last sentence.
Zu Wang...I don't like that song
He looked at her intently, hugged her arms tightly, and kissed her, OK, let's not listen in the future
She lowered her head and hid her smile in his arms
He always wanted her to use her feet to help him out, but she was always tickling. Why not try it tomorrow
He has seen all the stockings recently, and he has to buy some new ones in a few days.
I don’t know when my roommates have time, so I should borrow those movies again and learn something...
The bedroom, once again, was silent, only a slight breathing sound
In the entire villa, there is only a small door to the west of the stairs on the first floor, and some slight music is faintly heard.
There was no debris inside the small door, but a winding staircase.
At the end of the stairs is a dark and narrow basement. In the basement, a player that has been forgotten to be closed, tirelessly singing the song "Swan" repeatedly
On the dirty worldly road
Walked by in a hurry
White and beautiful that is firmly bound
Once a swan
Take off the heavy and tired feathers
No one comes to caress
Who folded the elegant wings
Discard in the corner
Body wrapped in pain and humiliation
Only I remember
I will never forget the beautiful and elegant pair of swans
I was looking for loss in the bustling crowds
I will try my best to lift you off the ground with my hands
I'll hold you firmly in my arms to isolate the filth
swan
Are you willing to do it for me
Leave the earth
No more flying
Stay with me forever
And at the other end of the basement, among the glassware, pairs of white and tender feet were strangely suspended in the liquid, like swans spreading their wings and about to fly...
over
The worried voice woke her up from the nightmare. Seeing the face of the man holding her tenderly, the fear in the dream made her shudder involuntarily.
What's wrong with you? Suddenly, Zu Wang looked at her worriedly, and reached out to help her wipe the cold sweat from her forehead.
She slowly escaped from the dream, and indeed felt the warmth of the big bed under her and the lover beside her, and then she calmed down and breathed a sigh of relief as if she was exhausted. No... just had a nightmare
Zu Wang gently patted her. Maybe she was tired. Don’t go to the store tomorrow. Have a good rest.
She nodded, returned to his arms with lingering fear, and asked in a low voice: Zu Wang, what is the...that... what is in the small door to the west of the stairs? I have never seen you open it before
He was stunned for a moment and said with a smile: Why do you think of asking about that? It's just a small storage room, all of which are ineffective.
She breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that she shouldn't have read the story of Bluebeard during the day.
By the way... I want to get rid of the nail polish I applied tomorrow
She hugged his back and made up her mind. Although she really liked the color very much, he had never taken photos of her or painted her in the past few days.
Oh? He smiled happily. I didn't know what to do. You liked it so much, but I still felt that it was not as good as you were.
She was a little sleepy, but she continued to ask, Zu Wang... If I accidentally hurt my feet one day, would you blame me?
He patted her shoulder gently and said in a relaxed tone as if he was sleeping. I'm so sad, I can't feel too late.
She finally settled down and slept slowly on his chest. Before going to bed, she murmured with a little uneasy last sentence.
Zu Wang...I don't like that song
He looked at her intently, hugged her arms tightly, and kissed her, OK, let's not listen in the future
She lowered her head and hid her smile in his arms
He always wanted her to use her feet to help him out, but she was always tickling. Why not try it tomorrow
He has seen all the stockings recently, and he has to buy some new ones in a few days.
I don’t know when my roommates have time, so I should borrow those movies again and learn something...
The bedroom, once again, was silent, only a slight breathing sound
In the entire villa, there is only a small door to the west of the stairs on the first floor, and some slight music is faintly heard.
There was no debris inside the small door, but a winding staircase.
At the end of the stairs is a dark and narrow basement. In the basement, a player that has been forgotten to be closed, tirelessly singing the song "Swan" repeatedly
On the dirty worldly road
Walked by in a hurry
White and beautiful that is firmly bound
Once a swan
Take off the heavy and tired feathers
No one comes to caress
Who folded the elegant wings
Discard in the corner
Body wrapped in pain and humiliation
Only I remember
I will never forget the beautiful and elegant pair of swans
I was looking for loss in the bustling crowds
I will try my best to lift you off the ground with my hands
I'll hold you firmly in my arms to isolate the filth
swan
Are you willing to do it for me
Leave the earth
No more flying
Stay with me forever
And at the other end of the basement, among the glassware, pairs of white and tender feet were strangely suspended in the liquid, like swans spreading their wings and about to fly...
over
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