Come Back to Me

His tone was full of ridicule, which made Tracy's heart seem to be hit by something violently.

It hurt... She hadn't experienced this kind of pain for a long time.

When Brody ruthlessly tore her wound, she felt that she was so painful that she almost couldn't breathe.

"I never hated you, Brody!"

With tears on her face, Tracy still looked calm.

"Heh... You don't hate me, really?" He turned her face to him and forced her to look into his black eyes.

Within a second, Tracy turned her head away again.

"Don't you dare to look at me?" Sneered Brody coldly.

With a determined look, she turned her head back at him.

"Say it again. You don't hate me!"

Brody ordered in a tough tone.

"I don't hate you!" Said Tracy in a low spirit, still looking at him with a peaceful face.

"You don't hate me, do you?" Said Brody coldly.

"I don't hate you!" She insisted.

As he loosened her chin, he said coldly, "Tracy, you hate me so much. You want to kill me!"

"I have told you that I don't hate you!"

Tracy suddenly shouted excitedly.

Brody sneered, "Do you need me to prove it for you?"

Turning her face to the other side, a piece of wind was falling on her forehead.

Brody squinted and took the leaf in his hand. Then he crushed it mercilessly.

Standing against a tree stiffly, she slowly closed her eyes.

Without saying anything, Brody just sneered, turned around and left.

She stood motionless, leaning against the tree trunk. She didn't move until night.

The night began to fall. It was quiet all over the world. Around the garden came the rustling of leaves. The wind was blowing the fallen leaves.

Hearing that, Tracy was so tired that she leaned against the tree trunk and squatted down.

A cold small hand suddenly grabbed her hand on her knees. Startled, Joyce turned her head, her body trembling.

In the darkness, a small figure squatted beside her. He had the same cold face as Brody, and his eyes were filled with malicious and cold light.

"Tracy, let's go back!"

Ray took her cold hand and whispered in her ear.

Tracy was stunned at his words.

His voice was pleasant to hear. It sounded as if he had plucked up the strings of instrument.

"You?" She looked at Ray in shock.

Was he talking just now?

It must be an illusion. Ray couldn't speak, right?

Ray seemed to see the shock in her eyes and couldn't help explaining, "I saw my sister, so I can speak!"

Ray's words further shocked her.

"Your sister?"

too shocked to

since my sister came here this afternoon. In fact, I haven't told you

excited look on his face, Tracy forced a wry

with her and she didn't

I have a lot of stories. Do you

blinked and looked

tree trunk, a gust of cold wind poured into her body, making her

go back and I'll tell you!" Ray held Tracy's

her hand wearily and said indifferently, "Ray, go back. Be careful not to catch a

not coming here this afternoon? I didn't hear that you had been

can leave now,"

said, "You are

head and looked at Ray strangely. She felt that Ray was speaking more than she had expected.

sorry. It

sincerely and lowered his

smiled faintly and said,

were so many misunderstandings among Ray, Brody and her, and each time

Brody only sprayed salt on her wounds every

blame you. You can't be so obstinate in the future. You can't learn from Brody. If you don't change

head, not

she asked him to correct

couldn't help but tempt her when he saw that she was unwilling to go

when Ray first told her

on second thought, that was none of her business. Maybe it was the business between Brody

physically

that my elder sister passed away..." Ray said sadly

murmured, which confused Tracy even more.

Ray talking

can we

took her hand and begged her slowly

look on his face, she didn't want to refuse him again, so

her body

and walked into the living room hand in hand with

entered the living room, she was

body was wrapped in a large

the robe was too big for her, anyway she looked very petite.

at her side face, she

the girl on the sofa excitedly and

turned her head, and her

them

that this woman was weird as her face was sallow and looked dispirited.

were

is my

to Tracy.

of them came to their senses when they heard

the girl a smile,

the girl was in her twenties, just

"Hello!"

sign of politeness. The girl smiled at her and said, "Don't be so

little different from her gentle appearance, and her tone sounded a little

she just said

The girl nodded.

and the voice of the girl came from behind, "Oh, you

asked with a

she was stunned and

'Aren't you sherry?'

for a moment.

name. You can call me

daze, not knowing what

wanted to tell

now, she

was not Juliet but Juliet's