C865 It's All Fake
C865 It's All Fake
The others just silently watched her leave, then drank tea, read books, and played cards.
In Amelia's eyes, there was only Chen Feng. Except for Chen Feng, she basically did not care about anyone else.
At first, everyone thought that she was just released and was still afraid. Later on, it was like this for a few days, so they let her go.
Therefore, she was unknowingly isolated.
Amelia, who had returned to her room, directly laid on the bed and pulled up the blanket to cover her face.
It was a very real feeling, comfortable, and warm. She could not believe it.
Until now, she could not confirm that she had left the narrow and dark coffin.
Was Chen Feng real? Were the others real? Was he real?
As soon as she closed her eyes, she felt as if she had returned to that coffin. It was dark and gloomy, and her body was tightly bound by chains. She could not move at all, and she felt a sense of despair and suffocation.
She pulled open the velvet blanket covering her face, and her vision returned to light. She slowly exhaled the air that had accumulated in her chest.
Two drops of clear tears fell from the corners of her eyes, and her eyes became hazy because of the tears.
She narrowed her eyes, turned her body, and absentmindedly looked at the seven-colored wreath on the other pillow.
It had been a few days, but the seven-colored wreath was still bright and dazzling, emitting a beautiful and fragrant scent, without showing any signs of withering.
Once, her mother weaved a similarly beautiful wreath for her and wore it on her head.
She wore a beautiful skirt, a wreath, and ran happily among the flowers.
What made her sad was that after just one night, the wreath lost its vitality, withered, the color became dim, the flower petals withered.
Her mother comforted her and said that this was normal, making another one would be good.
However, she cried and cried for this one. She didn't want anything else, she only wanted this one.
Her mother fulfilled her wish, and dripped a drop of her own blood onto the wreath. The majestic blood energy transformed into vitality, allowing the wreath to quickly recover its former glory and beauty.
At that time, she didn't know that she was from the Vampire. She had a good temper and rarely got angry, so she didn't notice any abnormalities in her body.
She had always thought that she was a human and that everyone's blood could do it.
Until the experts from the Church came to capture her family, she saw with her own eyes that her parents had turned into monsters that terrified her and turned into demons that killed and sucked blood.
At that moment, she collapsed, as if all the beautiful things in this family were fake.
Fake, all fake.
Her mental breakdown caused her to cry bitterly. Without any resistance, she was caught by the experts of the Church.
Later on, she heard her parents pleading for her life, pleading for her life.
The parents who were captured screamed and cried, saying that she had never harmed anyone, nor had she sucked blood, begging those people to let her go.
Later on, she personally saw her parents burned to ashes by the holy flame, but she herself was placed in the White Oak Wood Coffin, sealed underground.
"Father, mother."
She closed her eyes in pain, her petite body curled up into a ball.
In the small garden outside the hall, Chen Feng and Ilse sat down by the stone table and looked at each other in silence.
After a long while, Ilse sighed and said somewhat helplessly.
"Mr. Chen, you can't possibly not be able to tell the identity of that little girl, right? Why did you bring a Vampire with you? "