In the afternoon of the same day, Yuan Pengju and Ning Zheng did not go home as soon as possible after eating and parting, but went to a small store to call Yang Bantao on a landline, and the number who called him had been blacklisted by Yang Bantao.

The phone rang for a long time before it was connected, and Yuan Pengju was the first to speak: "Hey, it's me." ”

Yang Bantao, who picked it up, was stunned for an instant, and then said in a sharp voice in fear: "I've been beaten like this by you, are you still unwilling to let me go?"

The father, who was taking care of Yang Bantao on the side, was furious when he heard her words, and he pulled his neck and scolded: "Call me, I want to see what he still wants?"

Yuan Pengju's hand holding the landline trembled slightly, and after swallowing a mouthful of saliva, he said slowly: "Give me the bed number." ”

Father Yang reached over and snatched Yang Bantao's mobile phone, Yang Bantao slapped it away, gritted his teeth and said, "I didn't call the police, I won't retaliate, please let me go, okay?"

She never thought that Yuan Pengju, who loved her as deeply as the sea, would do such an atrocity to her just a few days later, and the heavy blows completely crushed her psychology. She clearly knew that Yuan Pengju had changed, and Ning Zheng had also changed. She's a girl, and she really can't fight with them with a knife. Today is only a slight breakage, and next time she doesn't guarantee whether it will be a broken intestine.

"He's still trying to do something to you? Let him come, kind of let him come and kill people with a gun? I'm still afraid that he won't succeed! I'll just stand here and wait for him to come, Taotao, call him over. Father Yang glared and shouted, he was also a hot temper when he was young, and there were many deeds of disagreeing with others. However, over the years, with the start of a family, his temper has also subsided a lot. And today, because of his daughter's beating, his blood that had been silent for many years was awakened again.

Father Yang's roar on the other end of the phone all reached Yuan Pengju's ears, and for a while, he had mixed feelings in his heart, and he couldn't tell what it was like.

With rough air rolling between his snorts and his chest rising and falling, he licked his dry lips, tried to calm his emotions, and said, "There are some things I want to settle finally, from now on you and I have nothing to do with each other, and there is no more to do with each other." Two years of love should always come to a successful end. The bed number told me that I would come right away. ”

Yang Bantao was silent for a moment, closed his eyes, and said a position coldly.

Hanging up the phone, Yuan Pengju looked up at the blue sky, only to feel that his eyes were deeply shrouded in a layer of haze.

It's so tiring, it's so painful, it's so bitter!

……

Ten minutes later, Yuan Pengju came to Yang Bantao's ward.

Seeing Yuan Peng come in, Father Yang was stunned at first, and then showed a touch of dissatisfaction on his face.

Yuan Pengju and Yang Bantao have been together for two years, and the relationship between the two will inevitably be discovered between their daily behavior. Father Yang also met Yuan Pengju a few times by chance, and he also knew what kind of relationship he had with his daughter. He never interfered with his daughter's emotional problems, and he wouldn't ask more if his daughter didn't say anything, just let it be.

But Yuan Pengju, as Yang Bantao's boyfriend, did not appear so long after Yang Bantao was injured, and Yang's father was of course displeased.

The reason why Father Yang thinks like this is mainly because Yang Bantao has not said who hurt her since she bandaged her injuries, no matter how Father Yang asked. Yang Bantao didn't say it, and Father Yang wouldn't have thought that it would be Yuan Pengju. It's hard for anyone to think of a boyfriend who, under normal circumstances, would do anything to beat his girlfriend like this.

After Yuan Peng lifted it in, his eyes looked directly at Yang Bantao through Father Yang, and Yang Bantao was in a very bad state at this time. His forehead was wrapped in a bandage, and his pretty face was no longer as good as before, swollen and red, looking very haggard. The eyes that have always been full of affection are no longer as dazzling as they used to be, and there is a touch of horror hidden in the gloom. That is, the after-effects of his cause.

The thought of this made his heart ache. The love that has poured out everything is not something that can be forgotten in just six days.

Taking a deep breath, Yuan Pengju took out a circlip knife from his arms.

Seeing Yuan Peng holding the knife, Yang Bantao screamed in horror. Half-arched, curled up on the bed in a panic, desperately holding the quilt in front of him.

Father Yang turned his head to look at the panicked Yang Bantao, and decades of experience suddenly made him understand the joints.

The person who beat his daughter, but her daughter was unwilling to say it, was her daughter's boyfriend - Yuan Pengju.

Injured someone and then appeared in front of the victim with a knife in a grand manner, this posture was so arrogant that it made people vomit.

Father Yang turned his head to stare at Yuan Pengju, his dark pupils burning with anger like hot magma. Even if Yuan Pengju had a knife, what did it matter? For the sake of his daughter, even if it was at the cost of his life, he would make Yuan Pengju pay a heavy price that he regretted.

Rolling up his sleeves, Father Yang rubbed his hands and wanted to rush forward.

At this moment, a scene that shocked everyone in the ward happened before their eyes.

Yuan Peng raised his backhand and inserted the circlip knife into his stomach. Everyone present didn't know how deep the knife was penetrated, but they clearly saw that there was bright red liquid flowing out of Yuan Pengju's stomach. It's not much, but it's terrifying.

"Uncle, what would you do if your aunt would one day go out looking for a man behind your back?" Yuan Pengju asked Father Yang in a trembling voice.

Father Yang's face changed suddenly, his brows frowned, and his anger stagnated in mid-air, without speaking.

Yuan Pengju didn't pull out the circlip knife, let the short blade insert it in his body, looked at Yang Bantao in a daze, and said in a trembling voice: "Taotao, I can't help falling in love with you the moment I saw you on the day I first day of high school, and this love is five years." I thought I wouldn't have any contact with you since I graduated from high school, but fate never prompted us to be together. These two years have been the happiest days of my life. ”

At this point, his Adam's apple slid involuntarily.

Yang Bantao half-shrunk at the head of the bed, pursed her lips, and her eyes flashed with a complicated light.

"I also fantasized that one day I would be able to carry your hand into the palace of marriage and live a happy life where I could grow old together. However, reality finally gave me a resounding slap in the face. In the face of money and power, love is extremely cheap. Yuan Peng raised his knuckles and twisted them vigorously, and a touch of pain entrenched on his face.

Yang Bantao lowered his head slightly, unwilling to touch Yuan Pengju's fiery gaze.

"You don't love me, but why lie to me? Isn't it fun to play me like a fool? Where the hell am I sorry for you, what do you want, and when did I not give you everything? Five years of love, is it worth it for you to end in such a cruel way?" Yuan Peng roared out, tears already gushing out of the corners of his eyes.