All About My Nothings

Pinterest Doppelganger: As days went by, the two souls competing for dominance resulted in making the flesh weaker. They were afraid that when Shaoqing appeared she would hurt the body, so when she did appear, Qin Yaotang would make her faint, preventing her from causing a scene. But this could not go on for long, because Du Miaofu emerged less and less. They became afraid that when she fell asleep it would be the last time. So they dare not let her sleep easily. She tried to be strong and not fall asleep, but Yaotang could not stand it, he pressed an acupuncture point and he made her sleep. When she woke up again, ‘Don’t do the acupoint…’ she begged weakly. She was cradled in his arms. Her spirits were low and her eyes were sunken and bloodshot, the flesh of her cheeks were sunken. She was reaching her limit. Everytime she woke up she felt so tired. Everytime she closed her eyes she wanted to sleep peacefully. But she wanted to hold on, she didn’t want to disappear, but...

ValleyHu Capture: Another nightmare woke Du Miaofu up, the horror was still reflected in her eyes. It took a long time to pass. She closed her eyes again feeling a little faint. She sat up in bed; her room was dimly lit and it was dark. How long has she been sleeping? What time was it now? She reached her hand out to get out of bed when her wrist was suddenly grabbed and a tall figure appeared at her bedside. Miaofu was scared and she screamed inwardly. A large hand grabbed her face, overwhelming her, and the tall strong body pushed her back down. She remained stiff and she stared at the person on top of her. In the darkness, Miaofu could easily recognise the pair of black eyes over hers, even though they had not seen each other for a year, but his body temperature and breath were still familiar, familiar to her heartache. The hand covering her mouth slowly moved away, she trembled and she chose to be stupid, ‘Who are you? What do you want?’ ‘Who am I? What do I want?...

Pinterest Hunter:  In the silent night, the rushing footsteps sounded flustered and anxious. There was a touch of panic as though evil spirits were in pursuit. He ran into an alley, trying not to breathe heavily, feeling terrified. For a long time, there was no movement outside the lane. He relaxed, and leaned against the wall as both his legs became soft but he did not dare rest. He shook his body into action and stepped out of the alley cautiously. A glinting knife appeared across his neck. His whole body froze, his scalp was numb as a sharp chill cut through his skin. He trembled with fright, and his fearful eyes looked at the person, ‘For-for…’ ‘Where is he?’ the low voice was as ghostly as a spectre making the man completely cold. His legs could not hold up so he sank to the ground. ‘Please, please, I beg you…don’t kill me…I beg you…’ he could not stop shaking, he was so scared, ‘I was just trying to make money…everything was ordered by the young master…I-I...