He chose to turn a deaf ear to the intermittent pleading sound coming from Wen Yin's mouth.

His red eyes set off him like a bloodthirsty black panther, trying to tear her to pieces, unable to piece her back together......

The sharp pain from her lower body seemed to be about to faint her consciousness, and she bit her lower lip with all her might, and tears slipped desolate down the corners of her eyes without stopping.

Three years! She laughed in her heart, maybe she would die here in less than three months.

Mr. Leng, who seemed to be gentle and elegant, turned into a complete demon at this time, and the sharp claws raged on her body, until finally she was completely unconscious, fainted, and Leng Jing stopped for genius......

The bright red on the bed represents the virgin, and the bruises and purple marks on Wen Yin's body remind Leng Jingtian of how rough he is.

If she wasn't Wen Yin, she wasn't the daughter of the Wen family, Leng Jingtian would definitely feel guilty for today's behavior, but unfortunately, at this moment, there was nothing else around her except for the extremely cold air rising.

He just looked at her, staring at her pale countenance, with miserable tears still glistening on his cheeks, but he did not worry about her coma in the slightest......

After a while, he casually put on a shirt on his body, his steps were a little hesitant, and he came to the back garden of the villa in a hurry, which was where Wen Yin had been during the day, purple tulips bloomed all over the courtyard, the fragrance was pleasant, and under the moonlight, there was a touch of cold danger.

How long has it been since he has been here? Leng Jingtian's face showed a complicated expression, his eyebrows were furrowed, and his body leaned against the wall next to him a little weakly, extremely painful:

"Susu ......"

He whispered a name in his mouth for a long time, but he repeated it without saying another word.

In the dark night, his eyes seemed to become sharper and sharper with the escape of the voice, like a sharp knife emitted in the cold light, in this night, it looked terrifying.

"I miss you so much......"

With each word, his voice became even more hoarse.

The body leaning against the wall slowly slid until it fell to the ground. The deepest pain and sorrow released from the depths of the heart, even this large tulip seems to be infected, swaying from side to side in the breeze, and the fragrance is more and more intense.

The familiar but unfamiliar face was in his heart, and his chest tightened as if it would collapse with a slight flick, "Why did you choose suicide......?

He loved her so much, but in the end she chose to end her life to say goodbye to him......

Hatred and pain were intertwined, blocking the heart-rending pain in his chest, even after many years, there was always only Qi Susu in his heart, and her death became his eternal pain......

Gradually, the light of the moon was buried in the clouds, until the last ray of light was completely drowned, and the wind began to sweep in, and drops of rain as large as jewels began to fall, and after a while, they became bigger and bigger, like broken beads that kept falling.

The cold raindrops hit Leng Jingtian's body, and in an instant, his whole body was soaked, but he didn't feel the cold at all.

Perhaps, he needs this heavy rain to wake up his sleeping consciousness, and this revenge he will not stop easily until he is satisfied.

The rain continues to dance in the wind, endlessly, as if his hatred will not stop for a day......