第(1/35)节     第六十一章                                                                                                            记得                                                                                                            那日她从云端之上下来，身上红衣yanse，似是刚刚染上去的，微带着sh意，裙摆之下更有着血红的水滴规律滑落。绝se之态，举世无双，脸se却泛着异样的苍白，似是琉璃，一碰即碎。                                                                                                            落地缓行，步步生莲，及地的长衫也在平地之上，划下一道yan红的痕迹。                                                                                                            “珞儿”她柔声轻唤，分明是宠溺的语调，却夹着丝丝的隐痛，似是不能呼x1。                                                                                                            她很想扑过去，溺在她的怀里，像往常一样使劲噌噌。但是那gu刺鼻的血腥，却令她却步。她讨厌这个气味，一直都是。                                                                                                            不单是本x，更会让她想起，那天那个笑得一脸的y森，把剑挥入她的身t，扬言要取出她的心脏的男子。也是这般全身都染着她流下的血。                                                                                                            所以她停住了脚步，只敢怕怕的躲在哥的后面，盯着她染血的红衣。                                                                                                            她yu接住她的手，停在空中，良久——才缓缓的收回。软下声，近乎哀求的对她说“珞儿，别怕……我是娘！”                                                                                                            她不相信，不敢出来，只是怕她身上的气味。直到哥再三的保证，她才敢踏出步子。却还是怕的。                                                                                                            她的手冷得如冰柱，细细的划过她的脸，眼里莹莹的闪着水se。                                                                          
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