Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

He didn't want her to see what he looked like.

"Please, let me in."

His eyes were almost red, and his knees were slightly bent, as if he was about to kneel down.

He looked humble and begging like never before. He was hesitant and helpless at the moment, and even his struggle seemed so pitiful.

However, this time, Yun Si was determined.

If she indulged him any more, it would only add new wounds to his face.

As she just said, if he can avoid her for a while, is it possible that he can avoid her for the rest of his life?

He kept wearing a mask twenty-four hours a day, and ended up hurting himself. Wasn't it because she felt distressed?

Yun Si looked at him and suddenly let go of his hand.

Just after the man thought he could go in, Yun Si also walked in.

"You-you go out-"

Gu Liang covered half of his face, his limbs panicking.

He wanted to push her out, but when she looked over, he didn't dare to use any force.

Such a big fist was obviously tightly clenched, and it could be solved with violence, but he was like a little daughter-in-law, with her hands tied and not even daring to push.

Finally, Yun Si forced him to the bedside.

I saw him subconsciously picking up the quilt on the bed and covering his face.

But the next second, the magic appeared and the quilt disappeared.

Gu Liang's hand was empty.

He didn't dare to look at her at all. He fell down on the bed and kept leaning back on his elbows.

But then, the magic witch raised her hand and easily fixed his limbs and pinned him to the bed.

His limbs became immobile and were fixed to the bed by invisible ropes.

His face was completely exposed to the light and could be seen at a glance.

Gu Liang's eyes were completely red, and his face was pale without a trace of blood.

His fist seemed to be crushing his knuckles, so hard that the veins were completely exposed.

At this moment, his whole body was cold, staring at the bright lights in the sky. Under her gaze, it seemed that the blood began to flow backwards, rushing straight to the top of his skull, making him wish he could die right now.

At this time, the light in the room was very bright, so bright that the scars on his face were clearly illuminated.

His eyes were red, and he was still trying hard to turn his face sideways, trying to cover half of his burn scars.

Even though he knew that he was like a lamb on the chopping block and had no power to resist, he still covered it up to maintain his last pitiful self-esteem.

Yun Si looked at him quietly and sighed helplessly.

When the sigh came out, Gu Liang's body completely cooled down.

The little bit of pride left in her bones seemed to have been crushed and turned into ashes as she sighed, leaving nothing behind.

His eyes were red and he suddenly stopped moving.

An An looked away quietly, tears seemed to fall silently from the corners of his eyes.

Endless soreness and grievance continued to swell in his chest.

He seemed to be trying to wipe away his tears, not wanting to show his vulnerability.

However, his hands and feet were controlled by magic and he couldn't move at all.

In the end, he didn't make any sound. Instead, he closed his eyes, as if trying to force back his tears.

The light above the room was so bright that it made him extremely resentful and even started to express his anger.

He was thinking that he would dismantle the lamp that humiliated him, kick it to pieces, or even throw it into the stinking ditch so that it would never shine again.

This endless humiliation is all because of it.