Endless journey through the dimension

An Endless Journey Through Dimensions Chapter 470

There was a "plop".

Kneeling on the ground and crying, she has been with the grandma since she was a child, and has been taking care of her daily life. She has never left her life. Shangguan's house is like her home, and the grandma and the lady are like hers. Relatives, she was really sad when the grandmother was killed, and now she sees the young lady oppressing herself, unwilling to face her and leave, and loses control for a while.

She cried like a child, instantly making the girl lying on the bed tearful, trying to suppress her emotions, but her heart was already like a mirror, Xiao Ai's tears and sadness have proved everything.

She lost her mother, completely lost her mother, just her increasingly trembling voice, talking over and over again in her mouth.

why!

Why take away mother!

Why is it not me who died!

Why!

I'm obviously a useless cripple!

Why save me!

Her eyes are full of hate, she hates it!

I hate myself, hate the devil who put cold poison on her, hate myself for powerlessness, and hate the masked people who attacked them directly after a few words. This hatred made her hold her tightly. She clasped her hand wrapped in gauze very hard, as if all the power gathered on her hand, it would explode if she was not careful.

"Miss!

Don't do this, don't scare Xiao Ai!"

She scared Sister Xiaoai next to her like this. Sister Xiaoai said as she sobbed, her hand was still holding her hand tightly, trying to relax her, but how could she relax, that heart was tugging Her whole person was hurting from the toes to the tips of her hair, even her breathing hurts.

The room clearly still smells of mother, and there is still a mother's breath. I don’t believe it, really don’t believe that the mother left her like this. It was obvious that the mother was still with her last second, why she just fell into a coma and slept and then lost After her mother, she could no longer control her eyes, she couldn't control her tears pouring down.

why!!!

Why!!!

Why take my mother away from me!!!

why!!!

Why do you treat me this way, why take my mother away from me!!!

Why!!!

He choked with grief and kept asking why. There was a soft sob in his nose, his shoulders swayed, his hands squeezed the quilt covering his legs, his body was constantly twitching, and he gradually saw the gauze quilt. The red blood stains slowly penetrated, and the wounds on his hands opened here.

"Miss!

Don't do this, okay..."

Sister Xiao Ai was in tears, her voice was a little choked, feeling distressed at her like this, she reached out her hand and gently stroked her wound.

I saw Shangguan Wan'er's gaze sluggish and motionless, no heartbreaking, crazy venting crying, only quietly and desperately tears falling down, letting the bright red blood penetrate the white veil and let the wounds Cracked, through the gauze, dyed the bedding red through the gauze skirt.

At this moment, the pain in her palms could not hide her heart's twisting pain. The rigid facial features were not bloody, and the untied long hair scattered around her ears, covering half of her face. The whole body was like The convulsions collapsed tightly.

No one can understand her current feelings, her current feelings, she hates herself and should hate the ghost image more!Although she hated the ghost for killing her mother, she hated her for failing to protect her mother. With her character, she would blame her most for her own fault and feel guilty for her fault.

The fact is true...

From waking to nightfall, I have been immersed in pain and guilt, not talking, drinking, eating, ignoring people, or even getting out of bed. This is when I changed my position unknowingly and leaned back. Inside the bed.

Night falls...

Just when Xiao Ai went out to add water to her

Shangguan Haoran, who was still wrapped in a large piece of bandage, stood in front of her room in the moonlight, and the father was now looking complicated.

He did not open the door directly. He paused for a while at the door, and his mind was full of thoughts. In these short years, his father was gone, his brother was gone, his mother was gone, and now even himself His wife also... his relatives were murdered one after another. As the only heir to the Shangguan family, he is also the pillar of the Shangguan family. Anyone can mess around, but he can’t. Everyone has the right to say they can’t stand it, but he doesn’t. He is qualified to say these three words, and he is not allowed to say these three words.

Therefore, in order to protect everyone in the Shangguan family, he must do everything possible to find a way to eliminate that bitch spy in the clan.

Creak

The door was pushed open by him.

She saw her at first glance. She was hugging her legs tightly in the bed, curled up into a ball, her long black hair covered her face deeply buried in her legs. He could not see her face. I couldn't see the expression on her face, I saw a curled up woman with disheveled hair, sitting there quietly, motionless.

He walked gently to the bed and frowned the two black eyebrows. Seeing her like this, there seemed to be a trace of distress in his eyes. He heard him say to her in a gentle tone: "You plan to It’s been like this all the time? If your mother sees her, how can she be relieved..."

His strange and familiar voice sounded, she didn't know when he came in, she didn't notice it at all.

Hearing what he said, he didn't raise his head, didn't make any actions to respond to him, and still kept the same way. At this moment, she no longer felt pain, and her whole person had become numb.

Shangguan Haoran saw that she didn't react at all, and saw that she didn't want to respond to her intentions, and said to her again: "You really intend to keep doing this, right?"

Although his tone was calm, he vaguely felt a questioning tone in it.

The seniority of the Patriarch in the past few years has made him naive when speaking as an oppressor.

Still did not respond to him. Although Shangguan Wan'er did not answer her biological father, she said very clearly in her heart, what else could she do if she was not like this!Even the mother can't protect, and he doesn't even have the power to fight back. Facing the devil, he doesn't even have the ability to counterattack. Without his mother, without his relatives, what else?

The mother died, and she took everything away. She didn't know how to go on and how to live the way in the future. When she thought about it, she felt like she had nothing to love...

With her hands wrapped in gauze, she grabbed her legs hard, very hard, as if she heard the scream of her gripping the gauze skirt, alas!The pain in my heart was all vented on these now-scarred hands. I don't know how these hands offended her and suffered so much.

He looked at the gauze skirt dyed red by her hands and the blood-stained bedding at the corner of the bed, his brows wrinkled tightly, his heart seemed to be pierced by countless needles, and the slight pain hurriedly flashed by, and he was about to Feeling it has disappeared, at this time his heart no longer allows him to hurt...

This man who needs to take on too many responsibilities knows that now there is no free time for him to cry like other people, as sad, as low...

Shangguan Haoran slowly turned around, sat down calmly with his back to her, closed his eyes that seemed uncomfortable as if he had entered the sand, and sighed gently in his nose.

"I know that your mother’s departure is a big blow to you. I also know that it is difficult for you to accept this fact now. I also know that your heart hurts and hurts. I know that you are very guilty for failing to save your mother. I understand all the feelings! But what can you save like this?"

Every word from my father was like a knife, cutting her into Shangguan Wan'er's heart one by one, cutting her blood and blood, cutting her numb body, and her nerves aching, and the tears were like rain in the sky. Pouring down silently, couldn't bear it, and couldn't stop it, lowering his head and letting tears unscrupulously wet the white gauze skirt, soaking the entire knee.

"Do you know? Even if you torture yourself to death now, your mother will not come back

, You really want your mother to see you like this, to make your mother feel uneasy!"

Shangguan Haoran’s voice was a little high but comforted. He didn’t expect her to cheer up immediately, and immediately walked out of the grief of losing her mother. Just don’t be burdened with guilt, don’t torture yourself, and don’t kill your mother. , Impose on yourself.

"It's fine if you are not the owner of the house..." The girl raised her head for the first time, her eyes filled with...hate.

Shangguan Haoran's original black eyes suddenly darkened.

Yes...if he is not the patriarch, nor the patriarch’s son, my father, mother and brother would probably not...

The pale moonlight fell on the pale face, Shangguan Haoran shook his head, and suddenly a self-deprecating smile appeared on his face.