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What is the correct purgatory?

At that moment, Su Yan's heart began to beat wildly. The various organs that had been sleeping for a long time were awakened in this flash of lightning. Warm and thick blood slowly gushed out of the depths of her heart, as if responding to being awakened, and flowing through all her bodies at a faster speed.

She took a few steps back again, and her fair and beautiful face was filled with various emotions. Tang Wei was most disdainful of Su Yan's expression.

Such a complex expression.

What he loves may be Su Yan's extreme soul.

What he loves may be sin itself.

The man stepped forward and grabbed Su Yan's hand, "Do you still remember what you said to me before going to jail?"

Su Yan took a deep breath, as if she had thrown apart, and grinned, "Do you still remember? I forgot it."

Tang Wei reached out to touch her face, but it was still the touch in his memory. His wide palm pressed against Su Yan's face. She seemed to be afraid, her skin was trembling, but she did not dodge at all, as if she was gritting her teeth hard and did not allow herself to retreat.

"I remember."

Word by word, it was his inner obsession, "You said I lost."

Su Yan looked at him and asked softly, "Isn't it?"

"yes."

Tang Wei took a step closer and hugged her in his arms. Su Yan did not resist. The body was still the familiar body. He even knew clearly every inch of her skin and every blood vessel under the skin - as long as it could be held tightly, as long as it could be held tightly.

He hugged her hard, no matter whether Su Yan could feel the warmth now, he leaned in her ear, "Say I miss you, I'm sorry, those are all scene words, and they describe the meeting sounding brighter and more beautiful, and I can't say those beautiful words."

I can't say it, only dirty thoughts are breaking through the defense.

"I want to sleep with you. I have been thinking about it for a long time. I really can't think of anything else that can reflect my miss you. After seeing you, I was excited."

Tang Wei's hand was inserted into Su Yan's hair, "I have dreamed over the past five years, and I have dreamed of memories over and over again, from childhood to adulthood. I didn't push Xu Yao away back then, which led to all the tragedies. I didn't expect, but do you know? I don't want to whitewash myself, I'm too lazy to push Xu Yao away, just because I want to use her to stimulate you. Whether Xu Yao's life or death has nothing to do with me, I have never cared about that life. When she dies, I still have to worry that her blood splatters on your face and stains you. Only I can dirty you."

In his eyes, a living person is nothing more than a tool.

Maybe for Tang Wei, everything is a tool.

But Su Yan is not.

She was the daughter of the person he hated the most, and her existence brought too much meaning to his life.

Hurt, revenge, trampling, all desires have an outlet to vent. She cooperated with him to complete a murder called love, and now, no one can let them stop.

"Without you, I don't know who I should hate. Without you, I can't help but blame me."

Tang Wei actually smiled. If he had fangs, at this moment, he would definitely pierce Su Yan's neck without hesitation, making her slim and beg for mercy and cry, "It's so good, this feeling... Your mother is the person I hate the most, this feeling is really great. What's the point of falling in love openly? I like you and like me, don't you feel old-fashioned and bored?"

They seem to have never lived in purgatory. They don’t know what is right, nor do they pursue right.

For them, there is nothing more pleasant in this world than suffering and heartbreaking.
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