Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Beginning or the End
No, that's not how it should be...
How did things come to be like this?
Shouldn't I have done everything to save him?
How did he become the murderer who almost killed him with his own hands?
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Yes, yes, something must have gone wrong.
How could he be Kang Dong Hwan?
Yes, he is a liar, he deliberately deceived himself.
He wants to do it again to deceive himself, right?
He just wants to use his love for Kang Dong Hwan to harm him, right...
He just wanted to deliberately mislead himself, torture himself, and play with himself, so as to achieve his revenge on Jiang Donghuan.
Yes, it has to be like this!
If he was Jiang Donghuan, how could he hold a knife on his neck,
If he was Jiang Donghuan, how could he tie himself up like this and still be in bed,
If he was Jiang Donghuan, how could he be so rude to himself and plug his mouth!
However, if he wasn't Kang Dong-hwan,
Why was his eyes full of sorrow?
Why would he weep at himself?
Why did he exude such heartbreaking pain all over his body?
Huang Meiying didn't know, she felt like she didn't know anything...
She just obeyed Jiang Donghuan's shaking strength and swayed and swayed,
Let the tears flow but never say a word,
Because she really didn't know what expression to use to face this scene that was completely unacceptable to her...
At this time, Huang Meiying was like an inflated doll, lying there lifeless and soft, staring at the ceiling with empty eyes, banishing everything.
Jiang Donghuan looked at Huang Meiying's appearance more and more angry,
Did she think that this would be the end of the matter?
Did she think she would forgive her so easily?
Jiang Donghuan couldn't wait to knock her head open to see what kind of structure was inside, and he actually did such a ridiculous move.
However, he can only think about it, because he is not really a cold-blooded perverted murderer.
Jiang Donghuan seemed to be tired, threw her aside, turned over and got out of bed, walked towards the wine cabinet, took out a bottle of whiskey and poured it violently without unscrewing the cap.
The spicy liquid slid through his mouth, esophagus, and stomach pouches, as if only such a strong stimulus could keep him awake.
Although he knew it wasn't the right time to drink, he had never needed alcohol so desperately as he did today.
Although the bruises from the two gunshots on his body were nothing to him, he felt a piercing pain that spread throughout his body in those two places, repeatedly piercing his brain.
Turning around to look at Huang Meiying, who was lying motionless and with dull eyes, Jiang Donghuan came to her and sat on the ground, staring at her eyes and said slowly.
"Maybe it was a mistake for us to be together from the beginning, and the wrong start led to the wrong situation today, I accidentally shot you once, and you accidentally shot me twice, hehe, or is it really a cycle of karma."
Jiang Donghuan stretched out his hand and gently stroked Huang Meiying's face and said, "Maybe the first ****** is the most suitable for our relationship with each other, so that you won't be so painful, and I won't be so distressed, isn't that so?" ā
"You continue to live your starry life, I continue to live my dark and boundless life, you and I don't interfere with the river water, isn't it best to go on like this?"
"But there aren't so many ifs in the world..."
Jiang Donghuan laughed self-deprecatingly and said: "We finally became a relationship that hurt each other, and it hurt the deepest, what couple in the world would shoot at each other?" ā
"Hehe, it's really funny..."
Jiang Donghuan slowly spoke: "Kim Taeyeon understands me, Seo Hyun tolerates me, Zheng Xiujing relies on me, and even Zheng Xiuyan, although her attitude towards me is very distorted, mixed with material and sick psychology, but she is still very simple, but only you, Huang Meiying, only you are always hurting me!" ā
"Am I wrong?"
Jiang Donghuan looked at Huang Meiying's eyes that finally met his own eyes and roared loudly: "Did you say that I was wrong!" ā
"Yes, I'm Huaxin, I'm shameless and have sex with many women, but so what? Have I ever changed the way I feel about you? ā
"It was you who taught me how to appreciate the feelings between men and women, so I have always been very grateful, and I have always been grateful to you, in my heart you will always be the special one, so I never tell you about my dark things, just hope that our relationship can be the purest."
"But the result? Whenever you break out, I say to myself, yes, I did it wrong, you can't accept it, how can a normal couple be like me, so every time you are dissatisfied, I try my best to make amends, try to correct the trajectory that deviated between us, and keep it as simple as it was at the beginning, but I now find that I was wrong. ā
Jiang Donghuan laughed self-deprecatingly and said, "How can the feelings of people and people only be maintained and not improved? Kim Taeyeon knew that my hands were dirty, but she took the initiative to accept me, Seo Hyun later knew what kind of sin I was carrying, but she gave up her principles and tolerated me without hesitation, Jung so-kyung and I started acting, but we couldn't extricate ourselves from the drama completely, and even Jung so-yeon was always making deals with me, and finally fell into paranoia and madness, only we are different. ā
"We hurt each other again and again, had conflicts, reconciled, forgiven, and kept repeating the process, which eventually led to the current situation, and I really feel tired."
Jiang Donghuan reached out and gently wiped the tears that continued to pour out of Huang Meiying with his words, and reluctantly showed a smile and said, "This endless repetition makes me really tired." ā
After raising his hand and taking another sip of wine, he staggered to his feet and reached out to untie the knots on Huang Meiying's body one by one, carefully and slowly.
"Now you're free." Jiang Donghuan looked at Huang Meiying and said softly: "I will never appear in your life again, you don't have to be so painful anymore, we won't be in pain anymore." ā
"Just assume that Jiang Donghuan is dead," Jiang Donghuan turned around and walked out of the room, waved his hand and said: "He has been dead since the moment he shot you a year ago, there is no more Jiang Donghuan in this world, from now on I am Lin Shixun, the Lin Shixun who killed Jiang Donghuan is the person you least want to see." ā
Huang Meiying looked at Jiang Donghuan's staggering and disappearing back in a daze, and her mouth grew and wanted to say something, but she couldn't make any sound.
At this moment, she seemed to have lost her voice, even if she wanted to shout hoarsely, but there was no sound coming from her mouth, and she could only watch Jiang Donghuan disappear completely.
She wanted to cry loudly, but only tears blurred her vision, and she couldn't make a sound, only curled up in pain and trembled. (To be continued.) )