Book1:TeDream-Maker
书迷正在阅读：剑货商店 , 病娇完全生存指南［西幻］ , 烽火（父女，高H，民国） , 囚隐合集 , [互攻]金钱关系 , 日日就大了 , 《转生普莉玛维拉後，我成了病娇花园的唯一指挥官》 , 殿春风 , 【YGOdm】表all/表城-闪闪发光的星 , 炮灰小可怜虐渣指南 , 男保姆（美强双性） , 渎相
er．LaveragitwasMark,andwithoutgettingoutofthecar，immediatelyturnedaroundandtailedtheambuheemergenofthehospital．Markhadfaintedfromlossofblood，butluckilyhadnotbeenmortallywounded．HedidnotfallvictimtotheAIDSvirusasLavernefeared,butbecamethesacrificialmb,thefallguyofthegangster，Big-O．Afterhewasdischargedfromthehospital，Markutincustodyofthespecialschoolfortheseverelyhandicapped，apcehehadalwayshated．Butstraosay,hewastofindnewadvehere．HeattractedtheattentionofMrs．Simpson，hismiddle-agedsigninstructor，awomaninherforties，highlyintellectual，withamaturebeautythatmadeheramuchsoughtafterwoman．Shewaslikeapeonyinfullbloom,neariheristilleye-catgandattractive．Afterthreefailedmarriages,shehadlostallfaithinmen,vihatevequalifiedamongthemcouldrustedtoremainloyaltoherasthisretarded,bigboyMark．Finally，shemarriedhimandMarkgotahomehecouldcallhisown．Sothesimple-mindedMarkprofitedfromhismisfortune．Heusedthecorrectkeytoopeanotherdoor． SeeingMarksettledinhishospitalbed，andknowingthatasseriousashisditionwas，thewoundswerenotfatal，Lavermoreatease．Shedrovequicklyhometoattendtoherparents，gratefulfortheuseoftheoldditsowner，withoutwhosehelpshewouldnothaveknownwhattodo．Asshenearedhome，herheartbeatdrasticallyaccelerated，asifsurmisingsomethinguntowardhadhappehefeelingintensifiedwheurothenarrowstreetandsawthatthefacadeofthefamiliaroldhouseattheenditchdark，asifitwasdeserted，withnosignoflife．Normallythelightsatthefrontdoorwerealwaysonbeforeshereturned．Lavernesprangoutofhercarwithoutbtoparkitcorrectlyandmadestraightforthedoor，whichwouldnotopen，howeversherattledit．Thedoorwasneverlockedtofacilitatethetwooldpeople．Thepremonitionofdisasterheightenedassherantothebatrance，followedcloselybyDimitriwhoalsofeltthingswerenotquitenormal．Whenshefoundthatthebackdoorwasalsolocked，sheexcimedindismay， 15 "Ohno!Somethingmusthavehappened!" Dimitriforcedopenthebackdoorwithoutfurtheradoawoofthemrushedin．Pusmellofgaschokedthemaoinfiltraterightintotheirbrains．Theyheldtheirbreathsastheyquicklyopeneddoorsandwindows．Thegasstoveiwasstillgeinggas，hissinglikeamalicious，poisonousshistimethecurseofthedevildidnotefromheavenbutfromunderground．Whentheambuncearrived，thetwocorpseswerealreadycoldandstiff,nolongerneedingthephysi’scare，sotheyweretakenstraighttothemue．ThergercorpsewasJohnahesmallersizedonewasLavyrl．Uhefaintstarlight，theyweretakenonebyoothevan．Theirroleohhadended．Perhapsonanotherpheywouldenaanotherway．Ifsoulsexisted，theirshadalreadyleftthecold,stiffshelloftheirbodies．Theambuartedmovingslowly,carryingLavyrndJohn．Theyleftaftertheirstse．Theambuncecarriedthemaway．Theyhadfiheirstpy．Theambuncecarriedthemaway，alongafamiliarroad，tepce．Theyhadfiingipy．Theyleft．Theyweregoneforever． Thehousebytheroadstoodreallyemptynow,doorsandwindowswideopeainsblownoutsidethewindowbythenightwind,flutteredandfppeddesotely．Lavernecurledupiheoldcar，forthehousestillsmelledofgasandwasinhabitable．Lookingattheoldhouseoverwhichacurseseemedtohover,sherememberedhowshedreamedofpntingtall,redmapletreesalrounditasashield，a