"Exhibition of the Famous Painter Hua Yao ......"

In the gloomy basement, a wounded woman is locked up, staring at the news on the screen and almost breaking down.

She didn't dare to die, and she was reluctant to die.

Crunch.

The basement door opened.

A beam of light came, and a tall man with a handsome face appeared in the doorway against the light. Obviously in his early thirties, at the age of a man in his prime, he was full of gray hair and exuded a dead air all over his body.

"You're finally here."

The woman's voice was like a broken gong, like crying and laughing, looking at the approaching figure, and screaming frantically, "Chun Yuwu, I am your wife, a woman destined to accompany you through your life." ”

"You, are you worthy?"

The man's voice was as cold as a poisonous snake, and the woman laughed loudly, and she looked crazy, "It's that she doesn't deserve it!" If she snatches you, damn you! ”

The man was furious, pinching her neck hard, his scarlet eyes staring at her.

"You say it again?"

The white demon was speechless, obviously about to suffocate to death, and laughed very crazy.

She's crazy.

From the moment that slut was blown up, Kanayu was deposed, and she went crazy the moment she was locked up here. She can't get him, she can't get it in her previous life, and she can't get it in this life. He became her obsession and tortured her insanely.

It's all that little slut!

The white demon smiled weirdly.

Fortunately, there is that little slut in this life to bury her.

She stared at him infatuately, wanting to remember what he looked like, and she must meet him early in the next life.

"Want to die?"

He wouldn't let her die, he let go of his hand, and the white demon lay on the ground in embarrassment, looked up at him, and said ecstatically: "Do you believe me?" Do you believe I'm your wife? ”

"I have only one wife, and her name is Hua Yao."

Chun Yuwu stomped on her head and forced her to look at the screen on the wall. The white demon's eyes widened instantly, panting in disbelief, and he wanted to curse angrily. Before she could speak, Chun Yuwu kicked over, several teeth fell out of her mouth, and her mouth was rotten in an instant, and she couldn't speak clearly.

"You're not going to die, you're going to live longer than anyone else."

He wants to make her worse than dead.

On the screen, the news is playing.

Hua Yao, a famous painter who was only 18 years old, was the most proud painting "Lily" during his lifetime, which was exquisite and convincing to the audience, and was hailed as another treasure of this century. Hua Yao......"

"She'll live forever, and you deserve nothing but filthy sewers."

Den.

On the wall hangs the priceless painting "Lily", and if you look at it with a magnifying glass, you will see that each flower is painted with his portrait. He knew that she had been painting for a long, long time, but he didn't know that when she was painting, she was thinking about him.

The more he knew, the sadder he became.

He found a lot of her portraits in the house in the ancient alley, and the room was full of paintings of him. Others may be frightened when they see it, but they don't, and they just feel secure.

She loved him so much, and loved him so humblely.

But he lost her.

How could he doubt her heart.

Chun Yuwu renamed all the industries under his name Yao. The place where he lived was renamed Moro Manor. Every yard is planted with lilies that bloom in all seasons.

When he wanted to die, it was as if he saw the girl comforting him.

"Uncle, be strong."

He lived for another ten years because of this sentence.

The industry under his name expanded rapidly, and it became a feared existence for everyone.

He is lonely, and his heart is still empty.

At the moment of death, he seemed to see his girl waving goodbye, "Uncle, goodbye!" ”

"Goodbye? Don't want to say goodbye! ”

He's been waiting for a long time and he's going to find her soon.

She doesn't want to run!