Chapter 1951: Goodbye Warmth 6 Rakshasa is a doctor and has a lot of research in psychology, and she knows that the current mood of warmth is not stable, and once it stimulates her, she may even hurt herself.
No, Rakshasa stopped, looking at her with the same eyes as before.
She always said calmly, "You calm down, your body is very weak now, even if you are allowed to walk out of this house, how far can you persist in walking?"
"I don't care, I don't want to stay here even if I die."
Wen Wen said, the intention to leave is very resolute.
She really hated this place, or rather, she hated it.
Because she, her eldest brother, has all been betrayed here, these people, who look well-dressed, are in fact all wolves in human skin.
They have no feelings, no credibility to speak of, in their eyes, only interests "I must leave here" said warmly, and there has always been a belief in her heart that reminds her and supports her, that is, the existence of Li Chen and Lele She told herself that she couldn't fall, that she couldn't compromise, that they must still be waiting for her to go back.
Rakshasa didn't say anything more, nor did she step forward to follow her, her silence and staring at each other as if she had promised not to stop her from leaving.
At that time, the warmth also said, "Thank you" Rakshasa still didn't speak, but the light in her eyes fluctuated a little as she turned to continue walking forward Wen Wen didn't naively think that she could really leave here smoothly, but if she didn't struggle and didn't try hard, she wouldn't be reconciled Therefore, she forced her increasingly uncomfortable body down the stairs, walking slowly step by step Downstairs, there was not a single figure in the place where it should have been heavily guarded, as if Moby Dick had removed all the guards.
Den.
Rakshasa has come here.
She looked at the beluga whale standing at the window and said, "She is very weak and emotionally unstable, and it will be dangerous to go on like this." ” The beluga whale didn't squeak, just turned his back to her and looked out the window at the night.
He also knew that the situation was not good, and he also knew that all her excesses were to escape from here, to escape from his side.
"Sir, do you really want to let her go?"
said Rakshasa again, and asked.
Moby Dick said, "She's gone for five years, and I've been looking for her for five years, do you think I'll let her leave me again?"
Rakshasa knew what he meant, but his warm attitude was too tough, and if he did, he would only lose both.
"Go follow her," Moby Dick said again, already seeing the figure outside the window.
It was warmth, she walked alone in the open space of the flower bed, and at night, she looked like a weak flower, as long as the external environment was a little worse, she would be blown away At that moment, his heart tugged again, he wanted to go downstairs to protect her personally, shelter her from the wind and rain, and build a warm and stable home for her, but she hated him And a word of hatred is more lethal than any advanced weapon in the world, at least for him, he can't fight back, can't retaliate, and even pain, he can't shout out Moby Dick felt that everything he had endured now should be her punishment for him, and this was what he owed her. oshow7: