Chapter 19 Nightmare

"Nye, red silk." ** The woman tried to open the corners of her mouth with her last remaining strength.

The damp room was mixed with bursts of stench in the air, rushing towards the red silk like a beast out of the shackles. The smell in her nose made her a little uncomfortable and dry cough a few times. Fortunately, she tried to hold her breath and calm herself down, and Qiaoyue, who covered her nose as soon as she entered the house, was not there. Fortunately, I couldn't stop the smell and couldn't help vomiting.

"You go out first."

"Miss, but..." Before she finished speaking, the smell on her face made her vomit uncontrollably. I couldn't stand it anymore, so I had to cover my mouth and run out.

As soon as Qiaoyue left, there were only two of them left in the room. Red silk couldn't bear to say to Nie Mei, "At this time, the person you want to meet should be him." When Qiu Ju came to her room and begged herself to see her, she had been wondering. The person others wanted to see before she died must be the person she wanted to see most, but she wanted to see herself.

The woman with "cough"** is only bone. Her pale face is no longer as fierce and arrogant as that day. There is only a little residual color, but it is just coated with rouge.

Nie Mei grabbed the bedding covered with her body and coughed violently. After a while, she looked up and said to her, "He? Do you think I'll be so stupid to hate him like this? Cough, I, I, I'm not that stupid.

Red silk stood half a meter away from her, just watching her finish speaking from afar, and then said, "I think you must be very uncomfortable now. You'd better say less."

Nie Mei frowned and said unhappily, "Don't be complacent. Don't think I'm like this now. Wait for me. I'll be fine. I must give you a good-looking one." She summoned up all the courage to scold all the words she had never dared to say before. In this way, she suddenly felt better. Maybe that's what she meant to let go.

Let her say, let her feel relieved. She told herself that although she is not a good sister, she has never been a good sister. She is one year older, but she has always let herself. No matter what, she has more than her. Such a woman, if she really asks her to abide by her duty, be kind, It seems to be too much for her to be understanding and reasonable.

Looking at the eyes cast by the red silk on her, Nie Mei unconsciously squeezed her mouth, afraid that the rouge on her mouth would be gone. She licked the corners of her mouth uneasily. It was not until she ate the unique fragrance of rouge that she felt at ease. She didn't want to lose to her at the last minute, although she never won. Over, but at least, it also allows him to die decently.

From childhood to age, from her father Dao Tang Ziran, or in the eyes of passers-by who did not know, she was always shorter than her. She always stood on the top of the Pearl Tower and looked down on herself and despised herself, or she didn't pay attention to herself at all. Will she not even be a beggar in her eyes?

Since she was a child, Nie Mei told herself that she would never give up. She never gave up. In her eyes, she just had a good appearance, or more, she was born better. The rest was not as good as herself. She can play the piano. Yes, but she always plays better than her. She can write poetry, yes, but what she does is even outside. The poor scholar is better than her. She can dance, yes, but she can only do it. In terms of these, she is hundreds of times better than her, and what about her? However, because she has a good skin and loves her parents, she is flattered and courted by others. It's ridiculous that she really thinks that these are all because of what she deserves, such as the first beauty, what rare beauty and talented women, but it's just lies said by those who want to be attached to the powerful.

If she doesn't have those parents, she will probably be a slightly better woman than ordinary people, just like herself, who is not valued, not cherished, and not cared about by others.

In contrast, she is better than her, at least she will work hard, and she is a complacent fool who only enjoys the false name of others.

Before she knew that red silk liked Tang Ziran, in fact, she had fallen in love with him for a long time. At a glance, she fell deeply, but reason told herself that she could not do that. However, when she learned that red silk was very close to Tang Ziran, she began to be jealous. She was unwilling and unwilling to be the most in the world. Good things are in red silk. Why is it that even such a good man is red silk? Is red silk so good?

"Do you want me to find him?" After a long silence, the red silk spoke gently.

"No, cough, no, I don't allow you to call him, no, no." As soon as she heard the name, she couldn't help but blush her eyes and madly smashed out what she could pick up. It was not until ** that there was nothing to smash out that she calmed down and said weakly, "I beg you, don't let him see me like this. No, I want to go well." In the end, she softened, without the original arrogance, and replied to her soft plea.

"Don't worry, I won't let him come."

"Well, thank you, thank you, thank you."

"No need to say thank you" caught a glimpse of her legs that were originally hidden under the quilt, because she threw out all the covers on impulse just now, and now it is ** naked in the air.

On the red legs, it didn't look smooth, but the skin was covered with large and small blisters, and the red silk shouted in horror, "You, you, how could you do this?"

With the eyes of red silk, she was also shocked. She immediately hid her legs under the sheets and screamed, "Don't look, don't look, don't look, I told you not to look, woo-woo, don't look."

one by one, one by one

"Miss, miss, wake up, wake up." Qiaoyue came in from outside the house with a washbasin and was about to wake up the red silk, but she was killed by the nightmare and hurriedly woke her up.

After a long time, the red silk opened her eyes slightly, and her face was covered with sweat. She whispered, "Qiaoyue, I dreamed of her again. Is she still complaining?"

Qiaoyue twisted the face towel from the basin, looked at the red silk unhappily, and said, "Miss, didn't I tell you not to think about it? Miss San has been dead for more than half a month. No matter how the soul is, she should have been reincarnated long ago. Besides, you haven't been sorry for her. Why do you scare yourself?"

Let Qiaoyue wipe the sweat on her face, and then slowly said, "I know all this." But that dream was really terrible, and Nie Mei in the dream was really too scary. Moreover, this was not a dream, but the vividness of when she went to see Nie Mei the day before she was buried.

"You are always thinking unconsciously." Qiaoyue helped the red silk get dressed before she scolded her angrily. Where did the fairy monster come from? You don't think too much about it yourself.

Red silk looked at her frightened look in the mirror and sighed slightly, "Ni Mei, why do you come to me every night? Do you have any unfulfilled wishes to say?"

She doesn't know why she has this dream every night. Maybe Ru Qiaoyue said that she thought too much, but maybe Nie Mei wanted to know something. Maybe she wanted to tell her before she died, but she still didn't say it in the end. Now it's so bad. Willing.

"I hope I think too much."

"It's just that you think too much." Qiao Yue said with a smile.

"Good, good" red silk took the spoon and slowly drank the porridge.