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At the moment, it is empty, as if there is no soul.

His shirt was dirty, with blood stained on it, looking crumpled.

But this did not affect his exquisiteness at all. He was very tall, more than 1.8 meters tall, and his body was extremely thin, almost to the point of being skinny. He sat by the window, still keeping his hands around his knees, only his head, and lifted it slightly.

The room was too dim. Song Heng had the urge to turn on the light for the first time. The woman's temperament was very soft. She carried the light and stood at the door. Her long curly hair draped over her shoulders. Halo.

Can't see her face clearly, only her eyes, like Wang Qingtan, let people look in and feel comfortable in his heart.

So, Song Heng did something that he had never taken the initiative to do, and turned on the wall lamp by the window with one hand. In an instant, the room was bright.

He raised his hand to cover his eyes, and he wasn't used to such a bright light. The eyes were a little stinging. He slowed down before slowly lowering his hands.

The woman is very nice, he thinks so, makes him feel very comfortable. He likes her eyes best, gentle, as if tolerating everything.

He moved his body and wanted to ask: Who are you?

But opened his mouth, he suddenly stunned, he could not speak, his voice has long been ruined!

Why should women come to see him? ! He doesn't need friends! No need for these people to see his ugliness! He must be embarrassed now? He looked down at his shirt, a scream burst out of his mouth, and he quickly turned off the wall light.

At the same time, he grabbed the glass on the cupboard beside the bed and smashed it towards the door.

Su Kui took a step back, and the water glass smashed into the wall in front of her, crashing to the floor with a loud crash. The undrinked water was ticking down the wall, converging into a strip, which was impregnated by the plush carpet.

"Ah, uh !!"

Pillows, remote controls, quilts, clothes, as long as he can catch them all smashed past.

He should not let others see him like this! No one will like him, those people all come to see his jokes!

he does not want!

Go out, go out, all go out!

"what!!"

The noise from the upstairs attracted the attention of the downstairs. Song Nan's complexion changed, she turned the servant away and rushed up quickly.

Song Heng felt that he was probably crazy. On the one hand, he didn't want to hurt her, but he couldn't control his emotions. He just wanted to vent, and wanted to drive her away! Don't want her to see herself like this!

Go, why not go!

With tears in his eyes, his wrist was suddenly gently held by a soft little hand.

His body stiffened, and the air seemed to freeze. He felt like a robot, and he stopped instantly.

The woman let go of his wrist, and the next moment, her head fell into a bosom full of sweet fragrance, very gentle and warm.

"Why do you get angry? Don't you want to be friends with me? But, I really want to be friends with the young master--"

Her fingers gently stroked his messy hair. His hair was a little long, and the broken hair in front of it all hung down to the chin, and he looked like a human being. But she didn't care, she patted his thin and protruding spine and sighed, "Young Master nodded if he agreed."

Song Heng froze, his brain blank.

This is the first one, so close, people who contact him, regardless of his struggle, not afraid of his injury.