Hold the familiar Wen. Mian, neither light nor heavy force circled around the touch.

Their hair was folded and spread out in one place, like the two people who were lying on their necks.

Angry and embarrassed, Wen Lin's eyes were filled with moist water, and her already weak body was now limply pressing against Vicia's shoulders.

Feeling the hands on her body digging down, Wen Lin was furious, and she opened her mouth and bit Vicia's lips.

With a groan, a few drops of blood poured out.

She didn't seem to understand why Wen Lin wanted to bite herself, and Visia stared at her blankly.

"Go back to the side," Wen Lin's pale face turned crimson, but her tone was extremely cold.

Vicia's eyes suddenly glowed with water, she stepped aside honestly, and stared at Wen Lin intently.

After finishing her clothes and sitting up, Wen Lin said dryly, feeling the restlessness of her body, "You have a good rest," turned around and left.

Returning to her small stone house, Wen Lin was lying on the collapsed place, and the hot feeling still hadn't subsided where she seemed to have been touched by Vicia.

It's weird, but it feels inexplicably familiar.

Wen Lin tossed and turned on the collapse and couldn't fall asleep, so she sat up in the firelight, rolled up her sleeves, and looked at the pattern on her left wrist.

When the pattern was hot just now, a few scattered pictures appeared in my mind, like memories that had been forgotten by myself.

Wen Lin tapped her head lightly. For the first time, she had the idea of ​​wanting to know what the pattern was and what she had forgotten.

This unknown and uncontrollable feeling made Wen Lin unable to feel sleepy at all, especially because Vicia's actions tonight made her...

As the night got darker, Wen Lin was sitting in front of the fireplace when suddenly there were bursts of knocks outside the door.

It was Vicia, her soft sobbing came through.

"You haven't been in my dream for nine years, but after the reunion, you let me watch you spend your life with other people in my dream."

"Wen Lin, can you not fall in love with others? Can you take a look at me, obviously we were so in love with each other before."

"You should be mine."

"..."

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To be honest, I think Wei is pretending to be drunk! ! !

Chapter 109

Wen Lin frowned and listened, feeling a little uneasy at the same time, but she was accustomed to keeping calm in various unknown situations. At this time, her thoughts were slightly confused, but her expression was still calm.

After listening quietly for a while, the knocking on the door gradually stopped, and Wen Lin ignored it and did not open the door.

Her eyes fell on the small ball pattern on her wrist again. Wen Lin rubbed it hard, but it didn't change when she rubbed it red, as if it was born on the skin.

How did this pattern come about? Wen Lin knew nothing.

Just when was thinking about nothing, there was another knock on the door.

Could it be that Vicia hasn't left yet?

The knocking on the door didn't stop this time. Wen Lin walked to the door to open the door. She saw Vicia wearing a thin coat and standing at the door with her bare feet. The naked eye could see that she was red from the cold.

Seeing Wen Lin come out, Vicia's eyes lit up instantly, but she pursed her lips tightly, looking at her aggrieved and pitiful.

Wen Lin frowned calmly and said softly, "I'll take you back."

Unexpectedly, Vicia didn't appreciate it, and stood at the door in a daze, unwilling to move a step.

At night, it was windy and snowy, so Wen Lin felt cold to her bones when she opened the door.

It's unreasonable to talk to an alcoholic, but she can't be left out of the door like this.

Wen Lin reluctantly stepped back to one side and tentatively said, "Come in?"

Without any hesitation, Vicia walked into Wen Lin's small stone house.

But after entering the room, Vicia looked very calm. She stood in the middle of the room, staring at Wen Lin blankly, not moving or speaking.

Slightly rubbing her forehead tiredly, Wen Lin led her to the couch to sit down, changed her clothes, and re-medicated her ankles.

Under the thin jacket was a thin inner lining, and the neckline was a little loose. Wen Lin inadvertently saw a conspicuous scar under Vicia's left collarbone.

His eyes stayed on the scar for a few seconds, and then moved away as if nothing had happened.

Lie down on the couch in accordance with Wen Lin's order, Vicia's eyes never left Wen Lin for a moment.

The eyes were too hot, and Wen Lin couldn't ignore it even if she wanted to ignore it. She raised her eyes and looked at Vicia.

She didn't seem to be drunk at all, she was quiet at this moment, staring at her eyes seemed to have deep affection flowing, every line of eyes and chin was just right, and the years left a faint trace on her face, But more calm and elegant.

Even the slightly dull blond hair seems to have added a bit of heaviness accumulated over the years, with a unique charm.

He should be a high-ranking person, how could he be willing to humble himself in front of him?

Wen Lin fell into a brief moment of doubt, she sat down on the low stool on the slump, and suddenly began to think deeply.

It's just that Visiah is still drunk, so don't know what to ask now.

Looking at the night outside the window, Wen Lin got up to go to Vicia's stone house to rest, but Vicia grabbed her wrist the moment she turned around.

Wen Lin tried to break free, but found that Vicia was gripping harder and harder, as if she was using all her strength.

Wen Lin looked at her helplessly, "Vishiya, it's time for me to rest."

"Stay, stay here,"

The two were deadlocked, and Wei Shiya refused to let go. Wen Lin sighed helplessly again, and had to compromise, "You let go, I won't leave."

The couch was not that wide, so it was a bit crowded when two people were sleeping. Vicia moved to the edge, but she still didn't let go.

Wen Lin lay down at her will, and seeing that half of Vicia's body was not covered tightly, she took the initiative to say, "You can sleep some more."

After all, coming here is a completely unfamiliar environment. Without Vicia, Wen Lin doesn't know what the situation would be like now.