The weather in April is warm and cold at first sight. It has just faded from the cold in winter and has not yet ushered in the heat in summer. The new green sprouting everywhere is accompanied by wild flowers all over the mountains. It is very beautiful.
Just after Qingming Festival, the cemetery in Nanshan returned to tranquility after people came and went to visit.
However, at the top of the cemetery, next to the most expensive cemetery, the entanglement of a man and a woman broke the tranquility.
Milla Andini knelt on the ground, biting her lips tightly to bear the impact of Anthony Sinisuka from behind, and her slim body kept shaking.
This beautiful little face has lost its color in the cold wind, and those beautiful eyes seem to be closed, as if they will faint in the next second.
In fact, if Anthony Sinisuka's hands hadn't controlled her waist, she couldn't support it.
They are obviously doing the closest thing, but Milla Andini can't feel happy at all.
No matter physically or psychologically, all she felt was endless pain.
On the tombstone in front, her best friend Vita Marisa smiled brightly. She was still the same as in college, so clean and pure.
Looking at Vita Marisa's sweet smile, Mira Andini shed tears sadly and tightened her lips harder to prevent her mouth from spitting out any whispers for fear of offending the peace of the deceased.
However, doing such a thing here is a kind of blasphemy in itself.
Will she forgive herself? Mira Andini looked at the gradually blurred photos in front of her eyes, and her mind kept recalling the accident of that year.
If it weren't for the accident, Vita Marisa wouldn't have solidified eternity at the most beautiful age, nor would she have opened up the entanglement between herself and Anthony Sinisuka...
"Vita Marisa... Vita Marisa..."
When Anthony Sinisuka was so emotional, he could not help calling Vita Marisa's name, as if the person under him was the girl who had loved him for several years.
Only at this time will he slow down his movements and make Milla Andini feel a little happy.
But what is the pleasure of the dead?
Milla Andini felt that her body was getting hot, but her heart became more and more stinging and cold.
Embarrassment, pain, shame... Countless emotions are like a deep whirlpool, pulling Milla Andini in the center of the whirlpool. She shrinks her body trembling, and this subconscious action also pleases Anthony Sinisuka, who is making a big attack.
Before climbing to the peak, Anthony Sinisuka pulled out the murder weapon and spilled the hydrothermal solution on his naked back.
The scorching temperature made delicate skin and exquisite body tremble, and as his big hand loosened, he fell to the ground softly.
Mira Andini covered her body with the clothes scattered beside her, and looked up at Anthony Sinisuka, whose clothes were not messy at all. There was a hidden infatuation in the deep eyes.
Yes, no matter how much she was hated by Anthony Sinisuka, she still couldn't help loving this man.
She's such a bitch!
Only the infatuation of her eyes failed to escape Anthony Sinisuka's eyes. Instead of calming him, the eyes of love aroused his hatred!
This woman...
This woman!
If it weren't for her, Vita Marisa wouldn't have died!
If it weren't for her, now that he and Vita Marisa have children, the three of them would be very happy!
How dare she look at herself like that? !
"Why didn't you die? Milla Andini! Why!"
Anthony Sinisuka's calm face, like a crazy beast biting its prey, grabbed Milla Andini's neck hard.
Gradually tightening, Milla Andini felt oxygen disappear from her lungs bit by bit.
She didn't want to die, but she put her hand on Anthony Sinisuka's wrist and let go when she felt the veins standing out.
In the years since Vita Marisa left, her entanglement with Anthony Sinisuka has gone to the bone, and it will never come to an end unless one of them dies.
One's own sins can never be redeemed.
Just like my love for Anthony Sinisuka, I will never see a response.
The bad cycle between them can free Anthony Sinisuka only by her own death, and she will help.
Trembling her lips, Milla Andini said sorry to Anthony Sinisuka with her mouth shape, and gradually fell into darkness.
Anthony Sinisuka looked at Milla Andini, who was no longer struggling. A touch of coldness flashed on his face and he threw his soft body to the ground.
She wants to die, but she can't help her!
"Milla Andini, do you think death can escape your crimes?"
"You, don't try to escape!"
Oxygen returned to the body again. Milla Andini bowed her body and coughed with difficulty. The injured throat was like a soldering iron stuffed, hot and painful.
Anthony Sinisuka turned a blind eye to her pain. As usual, he squatted down in front of Vita Marisa's tombstone and spoke to her softly.
"Vita Marisa, aren't you the least fond of me being close to other women? Why don't you come out and stop me? Why?"
Why?
Mila Andini grinned silently and tears came out.
When they were in college, they were very close, but why didn't Vita Marisa enter her dream once after she died?
Perhaps it is because after her death, Vita Marisa finally knew her love for Anthony Sinisuka...
Just like Anthony Sinisuka, he married her after knowing his love for him.
However, he hated her.