Lu Xiaoxu looked at these notes, but the more he looked, the more confused he became. Many words appeared on the notes were fate, and... pain.

If you cannot find the fate, you cannot curb your physical pain... There are many letters that express this meaning, and only by finding the fate can you get rid of this pain.

Some of the notes read the joy of finding my life.

These notes are like some mood essays, some are very long, while others are only a few words. Under each note, there is a label, and the label is the name of the owner of the notation.

Lu Xiaoxu saw Jun Lianduo's name in these letters. Thinking of the story of Jun Lianduo that Jun Jinchen had told before, she couldn't help but walk to the glass cabinet of the letter and read it carefully.

The words "Jun Lian" are rough and powerful. There are three notes left by him. Among these three, the first one was written by him after encountering his life. Judging from the notes, he was in

When he returned to the city through triumphantly, he met Mingyi, who was almost stepping on his horse's hooves.

At that moment, he knew that this woman was his fate. Although the other party had married, although the other party had children and loved his husband deeply, he could not stop the one who wanted her.

The whole article of the heart is better than regret than regret, and I am happy that I finally found my own fate.

When Lu Xiaoxu saw this, she was stunned and thought of her first encounter with Jinchen. When Jinchen saw her for the first time, he hugged her and called her "Mingyi".

Can Fing Yi... be recognized at a glance?

The second article, from the content, should be that Jun Lianduan has already locked his life around him. This article does not have many words, just a few sentences, but it can be seen that after obtaining life,

Jun Lianduan was not happy, but was very distressed. He didn't know what to do so that his life could truly belong to him.

"My blood curse is still possible, but I am willing to use the pain of burning my body and shattering my bones to exchange for Mi's joy."

Mi, is that woman's name? And what does the blood curse refer to? When Lu Xiaoxu's eyes looked at the third chapter, his eyes suddenly widened.

In the third article, there are three words written in sloppy handwriting!

Pain! Pain! Pain! Pain!

The entire piece of note was still splattered with mottled blood... like dusty and faded blood... it was like the last stroke before death.

Or maybe these three words were written by Jun Lianduo before he committed suicide, and those mottled dots were the blood that splattered when he died?

It was obviously just some ancient things, she had never seen this person, and she had never heard of it before today, but now she felt her eyes wet and a faint sadness in her heart

.

In the sadness of this kind of self-destructive love, such love can only end with death. It was wrong from the beginning. After Jun Lianduan killed Mi's husband and children, he was destined to be his life.

It is impossible to truly attain Daomi's love.

The last three words of pain are like an annotation of his lifelong love.

After sniffing, Lu Xiaoxu felt that after reading these notes, she felt like a big rock was pressed on her chest, which made her almost breathless.

When she raised her head, she realized that while she was looking at these letters, Jun Jinchen had been watching her from her.

She pulled his hand and looked at the watch on his wrist. The time showed that it was already 12 o'clock. She remembered that when they entered the room, it seemed that it was around 10 o'clock. In other words, she had read these notes and had already read them.

It's been more than an hour.

"I have been watching for so long, why don't you remind me?" She said. She has watched for so long, which means that he has been standing with her for so long.

"Since you are interested in reading, you can read it for as long as you want." Jun Jinchen said, "These notes were saved to show them."

"By the way, what's going on with the blood curse?" She remembered the word "the word" mentioned in the note she had just read, "Why is that Jun Lian's life still possible to be explained?"

His body was stiff, and his dark phoenix eyes stared at her steadily. The blood on his face was fading at a noticeable speed. In just a moment, his face became so pale that there was almost no blood.

Even his lips are white.

"What's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable?" She said worriedly, raised her hand and reached towards his face. However, the moment her finger was about to touch his face, his hand suddenly grabbed it.

She also let her fingers stretch forward.

His hands are also cold now, and the usual warmth is completely different.

"Your hands are also very cold. Where is it uncomfortable? Should you go see a doctor?" she said hurriedly.

"Xiao Xu, don't you want to know the true meaning of life?" he said suddenly.

"Ah?" she frowned. "When is it now? You still said this. Where are you feeling uncomfortable? Why don't we go to the hospital now?" She said, trying to pull him out of the room.

Walk away.

But his feet didn't move at all, and with her strength alone, he couldn't pull him.

"In the Jun family, there will be one person in every generation who inherits a curse. This curse is inherited from bloodlines, so the people of the Jun family call this a bloodline curse." A cold voice sounded

In the room, Lu Xiaoxu's movements stopped and his eyes fell on Jun Jinchen's face.

He continued, "This kind of curse will occasionally occur before the full moon, and will burst every day of the full moon. This pain will spread in the body and make people feel unbearable. And with age

As the pain grows, the pain will become more and more severe. There are only two ways to get rid of this pain.”

The scene she had seen with her own eyes when the two of them were together flashed through Lu Xiaoxu's mind. She had seen him with a distorted expression in pain; she had seen him with so much pain that he couldn't even stand up,

He could lie on the ground, crawl with his fingers on the floor; he had also seen him constantly scratching himself, leaving blood marks on his body.

Is this kind of pain a blood curse? It's already the 21st century, how could there be a curse? It sounds like a fantasy.

But... his eyes, his expression, and his voice were silently telling her that what he was talking about was not something bad, but a real fact.
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